But when the words came to her lips, He Mulian suddenly remembered what her grandfather said at that time.
He paused for a moment, and then said after a while: "Grandpa, please don't go."
Xu asked anxiously: "Why are you so stupid?"
"I'm not stupid," He Mulian said, "Mommy, favors are valuable, and Jin Yatou's favors are even more valuable. We...we're not at the point where we can't open the pot, so we're keeping this little favor, maybe it can be used in the future."
Mrs. Xu seemed to understand.
He Ganlin nodded: "If you think like this, you have finally figured it out. Jin'er's favor will become more and more valuable in the future! Just wait and see!"
Over there, Tang Shijin went home directly.
I saw that Tao Chengqi had really been writing with that pen.
Maybe this is a top student, he is so serious about even the smallest things.
In Tang Dynasty, Jin Shengsheng asked him to practice so hard that he cooked a few dishes seriously in the evening.
Tao Chengqi only mentioned it to her the next day.
He felt that the name "Pen" was very cumbersome, so he suggested that it be better to just call it "ink pen", which is like a brush, very intuitive and easy to understand. Then he agreed on the advertising slogan, and he wrote a very catchy line: "The pen is still on the side."
Not yet, my note is ready."
A bowl is a water bowl. It is a small instrument in the study that holds water. It is used to fill the inkstone with water when grinding ink. It is called the "fifth treasure of the study". His simple explanation is that others have not finished the water bowl yet.
, I have finished writing the letter here.
Tang Shijin felt that it was not straightforward enough, but what can I say? If you can write, you should have some ink in your belly, so you should be able to use it.
The two words "ink pen" are written with a brush, cursive script, and the ink dripping is very impressive, while the eight words "the bowl is still on the side, my note has been completed" are written with a "ink brush", see
The ones with iron hooks and silver scratches are also very nice.
Tang Shijin couldn't help but secretly gossip to Yan Baiwei: "I believe now that he is a real talent, and his handwriting is really beautiful... I couldn't even understand the kind of writing on the wall before."
Then Yan Baiwei said: "I will teach you starting from three hundred thousand tomorrow."
"No, no!" Tang Shijin was stunned for a moment: "That's not what I meant! I don't want to study! I don't want to take the imperial examination, so I don't want to study!"
She turned around and was about to leave, but Yan Baiwei grabbed her wrist: "Aren't we friends anymore? If we are friends, then study hard!"
She won't let him lead her around: "Does it mean that I don't deserve to be your friend because I'm illiterate? Humph! I can cut off my head and bleed, and I won't learn even if I die three hundred thousand times!"
Yan Baiwei was so angry at her: "Is it necessary to be so determined?"
"Yes! There is! Don't learn!"
She wanted to break away her hand, but he held on and smiled like a child: "Jin'er, how about this? I'll tell you a story every day, and then pick two words from the story to teach you. You want to learn them?"
Just study, or don’t study if you don’t want to, it’s all up to you, okay?”
When he spoke softly, she felt a little embarrassed: "Why do you have to teach me?"
He smiled and touched her head: "You are a piece of raw jade, you only need a little carving to make it into a beautiful jade. I just can't help it."
Tang Shijin took a long breath.
You cultured people like him are so good at flirting!!
How can one refuse this? Hmm? How can one refuse??
Boss Tang was shamefully weak, and she hummed: "But I'm really a bit stupid."
"It doesn't matter," Yan Baiwei said: "If I can't teach you, then I can't teach you. Try them one by one, and you will always know which method you like."
Alas! Look at this person!
This little deep voice, these words are so moving! Listen!
It’s not that you are stupid, it’s that I don’t know how to teach! Listen!
She was so coaxed by him that her little ears felt hot, and her girlish heart almost burst out!!
If she had met such a handsome and talented eyelash expert back then, she might have won the Nobel Prize now!!
Alas! I wish we could meet each other before we meet!
While the two were talking, Yan Baiwei suddenly raised his head and looked at the door.
Tang Shijin subconsciously followed and looked over. After waiting for a while, he saw a thin figure walking over. He probably didn't expect that both of them were in the courtyard, but they both looked at him and couldn't help but pause.
Then he saluted seriously: "Tang Xiaoniang."
Tang Shijin thought he looked familiar, so he walked over and said, "Are you..." She thought for a long time before finally retrieving it from her memory: "Are you Brother Ci?"
The boy raised his head and glanced at her: "Yes, I am Ruan Ci."
Tang Shijin said: "Come in quickly, I haven't seen you for several years. Is Auntie okay?"
The original person's memory is very vague. He only vaguely remembers that the mother of this child, He Sanniang, had a good relationship with her late mother Wei, and often came to talk to Wei. This Ruan Ci was only one month younger than her, and he was very tough when he was a child.
She's so cute, she chases after her and calls her Sister Jin'er.
At that time, there was no Zhu family in the family, Tang Youdeshang was very high-spirited, and he was also a cute little cub. How many years has it been like this?
Ruan Ci lowered his eyes and said calmly: "My mother-in-law passed away last year."
Tang Shijin was stunned.
She said anxiously: "I'm sorry, I didn't know about this."
Ruan Ci said: "It's okay."
She poured him a glass of water and gave him the pumpkin cake she steamed. Ruan Ci visibly swallowed, but did not reach out to take it. He only said, "I have something to ask you."
Tang Shijin said: "You say."
Ruan Ci said: "I want to go to the bamboo farm to polish bamboo materials, is that okay?"
Tang Shijin said: "Have you gone to see Yang Pengxiao?"
Ruan Ci said: "I found Brother Fifteen..."
She whispered: "What did Brother Fifteen say? Why didn't he let you come over?"
Ruan Ci was silent for a long time and whispered: "My sister is over two years old this year. I want to take her with me. She is very obedient and will not waste time... Brother Fifteen said we have enough people."
Tang Shijin opened his mouth to ask something, but thought about it and swallowed it back.
She said warmly: "On the bamboo polishing side, one small worker can grind three to four large workers' cups, so it really doesn't take a few small workers." She paused: "Brother Ci, we have known each other since childhood. You
If you have any difficulties, you can tell me directly."
Ruan Ci was silent for a long time: "Then if I make it at home and finish it, I can sell it to you cheaper, okay?"
Tang Shijin was a little surprised.
How can I say this? The three views are very correct.
He didn't ask for it implicitly, and he wouldn't be resentful or disappointed if he was rejected. When he heard her asking, he didn't take the opportunity to make a request, but instead proposed a new solution.
This kid is worth holding on to.
Tang Shijin said: "Brother Ci, do you think this is a good idea? You go back first, and I'll go to the workshop and the restaurant to see if you can do it. I'll give you a message whether it's successful or not."
Ruan Ci wanted to say something, so he opened his mouth several times, then lowered his head and nodded: "Okay."
He turned around to leave, but Tang Shijin said: "Wait a moment!"
She went back to her room to get a new handkerchief, wrapped the pumpkin cakes and gave them to him: "I just made these myself this morning. I gave them to Brother Lei as snacks. They are not valuables. Take them."
Eat and have fun.”
Ruan Ci accepted it and thanked him in a low voice.
Yan Baiwei was beside him, looking straight at him and raising his eyebrows slightly.
Tang Shijin watched the others go down and immediately went to find Mrs. Zhou to inquire.
Mrs. Zhou was not at home, but the little Zhou family knew all these gossips in the village, so they told her.