Later, Shen's father passed away due to illness, leaving Shen's mother and a group of children. Due to grief, Shen's mother followed Shen's father not long after.
Shen Ziyan, who was just twelve years old, was left behind, and Shen Bingxian was only one year old at that time.
Twelve-year-old Shen Ziyan has already learned a lot of poetry and prose from Shen's father since he was a child, and he has taught his younger brothers since childhood. Although there are occasional typos, at least the younger brothers of the Shen family have not become illiterate.
Shuangxi looked at the book in Shen Bingxian's hand and felt extremely envious. He thought that when she was still in modern times, even though she was not a good student, she was still in such a miserable state that she didn't even know a single word.
The characters used by the Anqing Dynasty were not the usual traditional Chinese characters, but a font similar to Xiaozhuan. In short, Shuangxi really couldn’t read a single big character!
Shen Bingxian noticed Shuangxi's burning eyes when he looked at the book in his hand, and asked softly: "Xi'er wants to read it too?"
Shuangxi nodded quickly, thinking that Shen Bingxian really understands my heart.
In fact, Shen Bingxian didn't know Shuangxi's heart, but Shuangxi's eyes were so hot that even just one person could see the desire in Shuangxi's eyes.
Shen Bingxian carefully handed the book in her hand to Shuangxi. This was his treasure. It was left behind by Father Shen many years ago. Although the book was already yellowed, it could be seen that the person who kept it was very careful. The corners of the book were carefully flattened.
Shuangxi knew that Shen Bingxian cherished this book, so he did not reach out to pick it up. Instead, he quickly took two bites of the corn pancake, and then shouted: "Wait for me for a while." Then he ran to the kitchen, scooped out water, and washed his own. hand.
Shen Bingxian looked at Shuangxi's cautious look, and a smile appeared on his face. His wife was really a wonderful person.
I'm afraid this is the kind of "gentle and leisurely" woman mentioned in the book.
Shuangxi took the book, glanced at it twice, then looked at the young man with a frustrated look on his face and pouted, "I don't know anyone."
Shen Bingxian's voice sounded like it was echoing in an empty valley: "I'll just teach you."
Shuangxi looked at Shen Bingxian with surprise: "Really?"
Shen Bingxian nodded gently.
After getting Shen Bingxian's approval, Shuangxi was extremely happy. She had long wanted to get rid of the ranks of illiteracy. As a modern person, she really couldn't stand her illiteracy.
In fact, she had asked Shen Ziyan to teach her before, but Shen Ziyan had to worry about this and that. Shuangxi really couldn't bear to cause trouble to Shen Ziyan.
But Shen Bingxian, Shuangxi thought to himself. Anyway, he is very boring on weekdays, so he should accompany this lonely boy, and he can also learn some words! It's really the best of both worlds.
Shen Bingxian has also been lonely for a long time. Although he is not afraid of loneliness, he is still very happy to have someone to accompany him.
I just have one thing to ask for. Shuangxi was in trouble because the ink, paper and inkstone were very expensive. But then Shuangxi had an idea and went out to get a piece of cloth and wrapped it with some fine sand.
He took a wooden stick and handed it to Shen Bingxian.
Shuangxi spread the fine sand with his hands. Shen Bingxian's almost transparent hand picked up the wooden stick and gently slid a complicated character on the fine sand. The writing posture looked ethereal and ethereal. Light and agile.
The whole person is like the snow lotus on the top of the snow mountain, holy and unstained by the world.
Shuangxi was stunned for a moment. Such a man was really heartbreaking, but her attention was quickly attracted by the words on the fine sand.
Shuangxi looked at it for a long time, but of course he didn’t recognize the word.
Shen Bingxian opened her thin lips slightly and said softly: "Happy."
"Ah?" Shuangxi thought Shen Bingxian would call his name again.
"Happy." Shen Bingxian said while looking at the words on the fine sand.
Only then did Shuangxi understand, and asked with a curious look on his face: "Is this the word "happy"?"
Before Shen Bingxian could say anything in a hurry, she heard the little woman lament and complain: "It's such a complicated character." In the modern simplified Chinese characters, the character "xi" is very complicated, but in the Anqing Dynasty font, it is so complicated.
It's simply twice as complicated.
Shen Bingxian originally thought that Shuangxi would be frightened by this word and would not think about reading. I heard that not many girls in this village can read. Girls from poor families are all without talent.
Germany.
In fact, this kind of thinking cannot be blamed on the pedantic people of the Anqing Dynasty. Those illiterate women tend to listen to men more and are the most contented. On the contrary, it is those talented women who always have a little bit of rosiness that makes people think.
Of course, Shen Bingxian now makes no difference between literate women and illiterate women. In his heart, as long as his wife is willing to learn, he will leave it to her. If she is unwilling to learn,
Then even if you have no talent, it is a virtue.
Just when Shen Bingxian thought Shuangxi would give up on this student, Shuangxi actually took off his shoes, climbed onto the kang, took the pen from his hand, and squatted there to trace the traces Shen Bingxian left on the sand.
Got up.
At this moment, Shuangxi was still wearing a blue jacket, and his hair was slightly loose. Because he lowered his head, some of his long hair fell on the fine sand. He lowered his head and looked at the words on the sand intently.
Shen Bingxian couldn't help but reach out her hand, gently twirled Shuangxi's black hair that blocked her bright eyes, and brushed it behind her.
The fingers accidentally touched her round ears and lips. Shuangxi felt a chill on her ears and lips, and his hands trembled due to the sudden coldness.
The characters written in the sand under his hand were messed up.
Shuangxi had no choice but to stretch out his hand to smooth the sand. Just when he was about to ask Shen Bingxian to help him write a word, Shen Bingxian half-circled Shuangxi from behind, stretched out a thin arm and wrapped it around Shuangxi's side.
Come over, Shuangxi's hand holding the wooden stick was covered by a cold hand.
Shen Bingxian's hands were very cold, much lower than a normal person's, and her body was even colder. However, in order to prevent Shuangxi from getting too cold, Shen Bingxian's body was separated by a small gap from Shuangxi's body.
He never really touched Shuangxi, but his clothes touched Shuangxi's back from time to time.
It was a little hot inside the room. Shuangxi's hand was held by Shen Bingxian's. She didn't feel very cold, but felt much more comfortable. It was as cold as ice, just like seeing half-melted white snow in the summer.
Very comfortable.
Shen Bingxian whispered behind Shuangxi's ear: "Xi'er, hold this hand a little higher and move your little finger closer to this side."
Some people describe the beauty as exhaling like an orchid, Shen Bingxian's breath, but it really feels a bit like the orchid in the empty valley. No, it's not just the orchid in the empty valley, but also like the snow lotus. The voice seems to be as ethereal as coming from the clouds. That's because of her speaking.
The breath he exhaled was slightly cold.
Although ethereal, the tone was gentle.
The ethereal sound in Shen Bingxian's voice not only does not make people feel strange, but is actually quite pleasant, just like the voice coming from the god's mansion nine days away.
It was like passing through the vast sky, through the layers of white clouds, drifting across thousands of miles of green mountains, and came to Shuangxi's ears.
It makes people want to trace the source of this sound.
Hearing what Shen Bingxian knew, Shuangxi was a little embarrassed. She didn't even hold the wooden stick correctly just now.
Shen Bingxian used her own hands to write with Shuangxi, hooking, dotting, and vertical strokes, and there was not a single stroke that was not smooth.
The master is a good master, but this student is a little confused. Shen Bingxian took her to practice twice. She finally remembered how to write this word, but ah, she remembered it, she really remembered it.
It was really twisted and ugly to ask her to write that word, and that's not to mention that she made a mistake.
Fortunately, Shen Bingxian is a patient master. When he saw that Shuangxi was written incorrectly, he taught him again and again.
After all, Shuangxi is not a stupid person, and her education in modern times is not in vain. The reason why she couldn't write that calligraphy just now is because she has never been exposed to this strange writing method.
Here in Shuangxi, this word is the same as Hua'er, so she has no way of starting.
But after she practiced it several times, even though it was unfamiliar, she was able to write it without Shen Bingxian's reminder.
"Bingxian! After you finish reading, is this word written correctly?" Shuangxi said with excitement as he looked at the ghostly drawing on the fine sand, which could be seen to be the word "happy".
When Shen Bingxian saw the word "double happiness", there was a hint of smile in her tone: "Yes, this word is the word for happiness."
Shuangxi's neck had been bent for a long time. Now that she saw that she had written this word, she raised her head excitedly. Who knows, she accidentally bumped into Shen Bingxian who was half-circling behind her.
Shen Bingxian's body was already weak, but Shuangxi's collision, because of her excitement, did not notice the intensity, and suddenly Shen Bingxian was knocked backwards.
When Shuangxi saw this scene, he panicked! He quickly reached out to fish out Shen Bingxian.
In Shen Bingxian's heart, it was Liuli, beautiful but fragile. If she let him fall like this, she would have sinned.
Shuangxi moved very quickly, and one of his hands suddenly came under Shen Bingxian's body. Shen Bingxian was not heavy, so he fell on this hand. Shuangxi didn't feel any pain, but...
However, because of this movement, Shuangxi pressed sideways on Shen Bingxian's body, forming a woman-on-top-man-down position.
Then, a blush quickly appeared on Shen Bingxian's almost transparent face.
Shuangxi looked at Shen Bingxian with a face of embarrassment and indignation. He was so embarrassed today! Why did he feel like he was a pervert?
Although Shuangxi was thinking this in his heart, his gaze suddenly touched Shen Bingxian's ethereal eyes. At this moment, there was nothing but a panicked yellow-haired girl in those eyes.
Shuangxi looked away, only to see that handsome face and red lips that were slightly white due to illness. Seeing this, Shuangxi felt heartbroken for no reason. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome.
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