Aunt Mei's plan is that Feng Wuji will eventually notice her daughter and see that her daughter has changed, so she should train her like other young ladies, with no less than what she should have, and she should also ask her husband to teach her, and also provide her with a lifelong education.
Big plans.
She did not expect her daughter to be too outstanding and stunning, and then be treated as the apple of his eye, but just like other young ladies.
If you are giving something like clothes, sachets, shoes, etc., firstly, because you don’t have time to make them, and you are not sincere in buying them, it is better to give them an inkstone that the master likes. As long as it is decent, he is praising his daughter for being smart and her handwriting is similar, and he will think that his daughter
There is help.
If the master doesn't take a look, then the daughter's marriage will be troublesome in the future. No one will want a concubine who doesn't care about the parents and is stupid to be the first wife.
Aunt Mei had suffered enough from the pain of being a concubine, and she endured the pain of having her son taken away for her daughter. She did not want her daughter to experience even one tenth of the pain she had experienced.
Xiao Xiao smiled and said: "Mom, let's go pick up an inkstone from the street, and then write a poem about the general's expedition."
Aunt Mei glanced at her, and Xiao Xiao immediately understood. Speaking of which, before Xiao Xiao fell ill, he also learned to read from Mr. Feng Wuji. By the age of four, he could recognize two to three thousand characters, and by the age of five, he could read.
Writing, even if people later become stupid, they still like to read books and write words.
After Xiao Xiao traveled back in time, she gradually had her previous memories. It felt like she was not really stupid, it was like she was autistic due to her growing low self-esteem, and reading and writing became a kind of sustenance.
She read "Poems of the General's Expedition" only later, and had not read it before. Aunt Mei was a little confused.
"Mom, this book is among my pile of books. I have already learned how to read it. It will definitely be easy to write and it will suit the occasion."
Aunt Mei nodded, Xiao Xiao asked them to get ready again, and she began to continue painting the small portrait that she had not completed yesterday.
For her, oil painting, watercolor painting, ink painting, gongbi painting, sketching, etc. are all things she is familiar with, but the pen and dye are not so good, otherwise she will definitely draw a picture that looks more like Aunt Mei than the photo.
The little portrait came out to truly record the changes in my aunt's appearance.
After finishing the painting, several girls were amazed at how similar it was!
Then they took out the small portraits they had painted for Aunt Mei and compared them. It was a shocking reversal.
Aunt Mei in the first portrait is lifeless and has no charm at all.
In the second photo, it was much better. My eyes were a little more energetic and my skin started to light up.
The third picture...the fourth picture...and the sixth picture now have the magic power of being completely transformed.
Today, Aunt Mei has faintly restored the outline of her former glory, leaving Xia Juan and others stunned for a long time.
After a moment, they all came to their senses and said one after another: "Miss, I also want one."
They all want to retain their charm at their youthful age.
Xiao Xiao threw the pen away and said, "I'm exhausted. Let's talk about it when we get back. Let's go shopping and buy gifts first. Finally, we can go out one day."
The girls hurry up and get ready.
Dongzhu went to ask someone to prepare the carriage, but after a while, she rushed back angrily, "Aunt, Miss, the horse and carriage shop said that all the carriages have gone out, and there are no idle carriages or horses at home. Let's go on foot."
Xia Juan said angrily: "You didn't say it was Madam who asked you?"
Let’s continue tomorrow. There are 100 pieces, scatter flowers, celebrate, don’t fatten up anymore, don’t bully the shopkeeper, it’s not easy to code. Looking at the ladies with tears in their eyes...
