"Second Young Master said that the girl has to complete the letter in these two days. Calculated as one letter per month, in six years, I need you to write seventy-two letters!"
Jiang Nai looked confused on one face, confused on the second face, and still confused on the third face...
"Master, what were you looking for just now? You haven't found it yet. Do you want your subordinates to help you?" Er reminded him.
Jiang Nai flipped through the set of four treasures of the study given by his second cousin, holding the ivory relief squirrel brush, and said stumblingly, "Look for two people with similar handwriting to me, help, help me write,
write a letter."
Qi burst out laughing, pretending to be serious and shaking her head, "Master, this is quite difficult."
"Let your subordinates imitate your handwriting..." Qi suddenly shouted, "Oh, by the way, Master can write well with his right hand now."
"But your calligraphy is so elegant, sophisticated and beautiful that not many people can learn it."
Jiang Nai slapped her on the head and roared, "Go find her!"
Seventy-two letters, do you want Nana to find a noodle and hang herself?
"Master, don't be afraid, use your best skills!" Play rogue!
Qi shook his fist at the little girl, "Isn't he just the second young master? Why are you panicking?"
"You, you, what do you know?" The second cousin is a scary person. When she was a child, she went to the house to unveil the tiles, and he was always plotting against her...
He just uses his brains with you, and a hundred of you are no match for his brains.
The little girl couldn't help but shudder as she thought about the past.
When this girl was a child in the countryside, she acted like a lazy person, but since the old man came to teach, she couldn't be a salty fish, so she started to fight against the old man.
He repeatedly plotted against the old man, but his second cousin found out and was backhanded.
He is so scary...
He asked Nana to fill in the seventy-two letters. If Nana didn't fill in the letters, even worse things might happen to her.
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"I heard that you are in poor health again? I brought a doctor here to see you."
Shen Yi said calmly.
Shen Lan and Chen Yun walked slowly into the garden with Mr. Wei, laughing silently.
I saw the little girl sitting under the big tree in the courtyard suddenly turned her head and looked at them almost with tears in her eyes.
"Little ice cube!" This guy dropped the two brushes in his hands, wailed and rushed towards him.
Shen Yi subconsciously reached out to catch her voluptuous body and looked down at her, "Why are you so panicked?"
"Can you write a letter? The kind that is full of rhetoric and boastful words?"
Mr. Wei twitched his lips, "Fourth girl, you pretended to be sick and stayed in the dormitory for two days, and you just kept writing letters?"
They had already seen that the small round table was covered with letters, and the ground was also covered with letters.
With a sad face, the little girl grabbed Shen Yi's sleeve, then turned around and grabbed Shen Yun and Chen Lan, clenched her little fist and said, "Help me!"
"Fourth girl, you deceived us so hard!"
"I saw you practicing calligraphy with your left hand before, and it was so crooked that it was hard to describe."
"I didn't expect that you can write with both hands, and that you can write so neatly with your left hand."
Jiang Nai had been shooting with both hands for nearly a day, and now her arms no longer felt like her own.
"Hurry up and write." Stop pushing!
"Mr. Wei, just write, um... Nana dreams about her grandmother every three days, and she misses her very much."
"Xiao Bingcube, you write..."
This fellow was sitting on a stone bench aside, with his little legs crossed, gnawing on an apple, and teaching them how to write as if he was giving instructions.
The setting sun's rays of light fall all over this small courtyard.