Tong Kexin arrived at the door of the house in a daze and got out of the car.

"Hey, pretty sister." Tong Tong, who has always been obedient, brought Tong Kexin back to his senses.

Tong Kexin looked over, and the woman in the basket was nodding at them with a smile, walking towards the opposite building.

was like a fairy, but it made Tong Kexin shudder.

"What's the matter, Kexin." Yan Baifan, who had parked the car, looked at Tong Kexin tightly wrapped his arms and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a little colder." Tong Kexin shook his head reluctantly.

Yan Baifan looked at the afterglow of the sunset on her face and was silent.

"Let's go inside." Tong Kexin just wants to have a good rest, and what happened today needs her to think about it.

"Xiaoya, where are you going~~" Before Xizi finished speaking, he looked at the convenience bag that Jing Ruhua was carrying in his hand, and a certain French fries and a certain Coke were reflected in the transparent convenience bag, and the words behind it were stuck.

"I'll go quiet." Saiko rubbed her eyes, turned around, and slammed the door shut.

Jing Ruhua, who had just entered the door and had not changed into slippers, had a black face, glanced at the convenient bag in his hand, silently put it on the sofa, made himself a cup of flower tea, sat in the rattan chair on the balcony, looked at the small building opposite, and was quietly distracted.

She had almost forgotten the appearance of Mrs. Jing, touched her delicate face, and the tender touch of her hand made her trance, how many years? Where is that wrinkled Jing Ruhua?

"Isn't she you~" The system, who rarely speaks in this world, said leisurely.

"Huh?" Jing Ruhua is obviously used to the system popping up from time to time.

"Isn't it just a pair of skins, what is worth recalling~" The system doesn't understand, where do human beings have so many memories, love memories, family memories, friendship memories, thinking about them everywhere, is there so much to think about?

"Well, it's just a skin." It's really not worth recalling.

Jing Ruhua took a sip of slightly cool rose tea, after becoming younger, she was panicked at first, and then she was uneasy, but now, she has a kind of peace of mind.

"Okay, host, don't worry about appearance, there is a saying in this world that women should look at inner beauty, host, can you consider improving your inside?" Anyway, looking at your idle panic, the last sentence is silently read by the system, even if you don't say it, you can feel it like a picture.

It can be said that the scenery is picturesque and the system has the same mind.

After doing two tasks, Jing Ruhua, whose acceptance of the original owner's memory has been greatly improved, quickly understood the meaning of the inner beauty of the system.

Jing Ruhua smiled lightly, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in which world are the basic skills to improve women's cultivation.

Picturesque talent?

She remembered that when she was Mrs. Jing, Jingfu invited her grandmother to teach her, but the most was to teach her how to be a housewife, and as for talent, it only belonged to understanding the doorway, and it couldn't even be mentioned slightly.

Thinking of the time and space similar to "modern", the people here are always proficient in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and dance rituals imagined by ancient women, and the scenery is picturesque.

The most important lesson is only to deal with housekeeping and interpersonal communication, and the learning in this time and space is like a compulsory course in the nine-year compulsory education for women in this time and space, and qinqi calligraphy and painting are elective courses, and other things such as singing and dancing, generally Qianjin will not learn, to learn everything proficiently, it is equivalent to the eight Chinese language doctoral students, the time and energy consumed are not affordable by ordinary people.