All Hail Cousin Brother

Yu Jianjia bit her lips lightly, and her soft voice, like a thin layer of gauze mist, contained worry: "Mother, you are the head of the house and the mother of the fourth younger sister, and you have the duty to educate the younger sisters." , also has the responsibility of discipline, grandma has angered you because of this, I am worried about father..."

Yang Shuwan took a tight breath, and then squeezed the handkerchief in her hand. She was only concerned about being angry just now, but she really didn't expect this.

When Jiajia mentioned it at this time, she understood that the master was very dissatisfied with her treatment because of the previous incident, if he blamed her on Yu Qingning's incident again, he might really break up with her.

What is the majesty of her as the head of the house, what is the face, how can she stand up in the mansion, and how can she talk about the housekeeper?

Yu Jianjia was a little uneasy: "Father used to be taught and promoted by his mentor. He always valued rules and education, and always taught us that as a disciple, the grace of a wise teacher is more important than the world, and more important than parents. And respecting a teacher doesn't care whether it's high or low, rich or poor." At this point, she changed the subject, with an inexplicable meaning: "What's more, the fourth sister just made a mistake yesterday, and it's a mistake if grandma punishes her." If you make a mistake, it will make the situation worse, and if you violate the taboo of your father, your father will definitely be very angry."

Yang Shuwan showed a thoughtful expression, and sneered: "Yu Qingning didn't know how to respect teachers, but she violated your father's taboo. It can be seen that she didn't take your father's usual teachings to heart and let your father know. , can you still blame me?"

Yu Jianjia frowned, and said hesitantly: "Mother, Aunt He made my grandmother restrain her feet, and the fourth younger sister was almost kicked out of her family by her husband today. It can be seen that Aunt He can't teach the fourth younger sister well. Find a yard and let the fourth sister move in, it will be good for the fourth sister."

Hearing this, Yang Shuwan's eyes flickered for a while, and she held her daughter's hand: "I know you are worried about your fourth sister, but Yu Yuyi said that you are most afraid of worrying about your illness and worrying a lot. Put your heart in your stomach, I have everything in the house.”

Yu Jianjia's pink lips curved slightly, but he didn't speak.

Yang Shuwan lowered her head, but saw that her fingers were covered with gloves, and she frowned: "What's wrong with your hand? But it's hurt?"

Biting her lips lightly, Yu Jianjia only said: "Today, at home school, I accidentally dropped the jade paperweight and taught Broken Jade to make a scratch. Mother, don't worry, the wound is not deep, just take the medicine for two or three days and it will be fine. .”

Yang Shuwan looked distressed, and stared at her fingers: "Why are you so careless, these days, you have to be more careful, don't get wet, Mother Qin knows some medical skills and pharmacology, let her take care of it carefully. "

Yu Jianjia nodded obediently.

It suddenly occurred to her that Yu Youyao, who was studying at home today, unexpectedly memorized the entire "Qu Li" on the spot. Not only did she make no mistakes, but she was also praised by Mr. Ye Nu, and she panicked.

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Not long after Yu Youyao returned to the Tiaoyu Courtyard, her grandmother sent someone over with five things in total, including golden silk nan gloomy wooden pen holders, twelve flower pens of different sizes and thicknesses, carved phoenix huanghuali pen holders, and several pieces of old pen holders. Ink, and a few knives of good Chengxin paper.

Grandma Liu smiled and said: "The old lady knows that my sister has learned from my husband's praise at home, she is very happy, and sent this old servant to give my sister some useful things, so that she can study hard."

Just ask Mr. Ye Nu to boast a few words, how can it be worth the fanfare of being a grandmother?

No matter how thick-skinned Yu Youyao was, she couldn't help but blush, and accepted the things in shame and embarrassment, and asked Chunxiao to bring over a cup of herbal tea: "Mommy, this is the herbal tea I just made yesterday. , please give it to grandma, just use it as ordinary tea."

Grandma Liu accepted the teacup with a smile, and Dongmei sent it out of the Tiaoyu Courtyard.

Yu Youyao suddenly thought that Mr. Ye Nv asked her to write five hundred characters a day, but she hadn't written them yet.

Thinking of my handwriting as if crawling like a dog, and thinking of my promise to my cousin at noon to practice handwriting well,

Although Yu Youyao was reluctant, she still bent down on the long desk bitterly, forcing herself to practice calligraphy stroke by stroke.

After finally practicing five hundred big characters, Yu Youyao breathed a sigh of relief, shook her sore arms, looked down, and saw the big characters crumbling to and fro on the rice paper, and she crumpled the paper into a ball angrily. Throw it in the wastebasket.

Chunxiao watched from the side, not daring to make a sound.

Yu Youyao dipped in the ink and started to practice calligraphy again. After writing a few words, she stopped to look at it. When she was not satisfied with the look, she crumpled the paper into a ball and smashed it into the wastebasket.

After such tossing and turning, the writing became more and more ugly, and people became more and more irritable. After a while, the small wastebasket was full of paper balls.

"I won't practice anymore, my hands are sore..." Yu Youyao slammed the brush on the table, and regardless of the ink on the tip of the brush, a large ball of ink was evened out on the rice paper, soaking the paper.

Chunxiao wanted to persuade her, but the young lady was in a rage, and she didn't want to add fuel to the fire.

Looking at the messy books, Yu Youyao was about to cry, her eyes were red.

She didn't expect that practicing handwriting would be so difficult, and even the memory that she relied on the most all the time, her photographic memory, was no longer working.

These days, no matter what she learns quickly, cooking, tea, incense, and medicine are all difficult for her. She has even learned double-sided embroidery, which is almost lost. It takes months or even years for others to learn. Things, she can learn in a few days or dozens of days, so she is inevitably a little complacent in her heart.

How could I have kicked the iron plate today, and let reality teach me how to be a man.

Seeing that the young lady pursed her mouth, looking like she was about to cry or not, Chunxiao was a little worried: "Miss, you have practiced calligraphy for a long time, maybe you are a little tired, why don't you rest for a while and continue practicing?"

Yu Youyao gasped: "I won't practice anymore, I won't practice in the future!"

"Uh..." Now, even Chunxiao didn't know what to say.

Yu Youyao sulked for a while, glanced at the pile of waste paper, and then at the long table, the gloomy wooden pen holder in the shape of "concave", on which twelve flower pens were arranged in different sizes, lengths, and thicknesses. .

The material used for each pen is somewhat different, such as wood, jade, stone, bamboo, ivory, animal bone, etc., and each pen is carved with twelve flower gods such as orchid, plum, and peony in twelve seasons. It is elegant and elegant, and is a very valuable stationery.

It was sent by my grandmother just now, and she asked Chunxiao to put it on.

She also thought about the time at noon when she told her cousin that she had to practice her calligraphy well in the future.

Yu Youyao was ashamed immediately, and said to Chun Xiao: "Clean up the study, I won't practice calligraphy today, and when I ask my cousin if there are any copybooks suitable for practicing calligraphy, I will practice accordingly, which is better than being blind by myself." Strong toss."

Chunxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Xia Tao walked in hurriedly: "Miss, it's too bad, the master was startled just now on the way back, and fell off the carriage."

Ps: The grace of a wise teacher is more important than the heaven and the earth, and more important than the parents——Jin Ge Hong "Qinqiu"

Respecting teachers does not matter whether they are high or low, rich or poor——"Lu Shi Chunqiu Encouraging Learning"