Chapter 18
Joe cursed so hard that he was tied up.
The news reached the old lady's ears, but she turned a deaf ear.
Yan's mother was a little worried.
Mrs. Lu said calmly, "Yun Wan can handle it well."
With a bunch of newly collected Buddhist beads wrapped around his hand, he went to the small Buddhist hall to worship the Buddha.
When Brother Qing came, he didn't see her, so he only saw Ge Baoer.
Ge Baoer pushed away the maid Wu'er before he dared to hug Brother Qing secretly and asked him in a low voice in the Bisha cupboard: "Have you eaten the breakfast that the servant gave you this morning?"
"Eat it, mother, I can taste it, it was you who made it."
Ge Baoer pinched his face and asked him how he was doing in the front yard.
Of course Brother Qing is doing well.
Apart from his own father, no other man lives in the front yard. He is simply the little bully of the front yard, and no one dares to disobey him.
"How did you learn? Is it comparable to your original teacher?"
This is Ge Baoer's biggest concern.
Brother Qing suddenly drooped his eyebrows, as if he didn't even know how to speak.
what happened? Didn't Lin Yunwan teach Brother Qing well?
Ge Baoer grabbed his son's shoulders tightly and asked hurriedly: "Madam didn't teach you?"
Brother Qing shook his head and said confusedly: "Madam's teaching is very strange."
"What's so strange?"
Brother Qing muttered: "We are asked to write horizontally every day. It's so annoying. I don't like it."
Do you write horizontally every day?
Ge Baoer couldn't understand, but she had wronged Lin Yunwan just a few days ago, so she couldn't have misunderstood Lin Yunwan without knowing why.
I have to figure it out this time.
"Brother Qing, bring some of what you write every day to Mom."
"Why."
Yan's mother heard two people muttering in the house outside and suddenly appeared.
Ge Baoer was startled and shouted hurriedly: "Mother Yan."
Yan's mother stared at her for a long time, then asked with a smile: "What are the cousin and the second young master talking about?"
Her smile was unreal and captivating.
Ge Baoer said: "I, let me ask the young master if he likes the food I made in the morning."
"My cousin is very good at her craftsmanship. How could I not like it?" Yan's mother walked in and took Brother Qing's hand and said, "The old lady has forgotten the time while worshiping Buddha in the Buddhist hall. Brother, go and call the old lady out."
"The old lady loves my brother the most. In the whole house, you are the only one who can move the old lady by calling me brother."
Mrs. Lu is indeed kind to Brother Qing.
Brother Qing went away happily.
Ge Baoer's heart was full of mixed feelings. He was obviously her son, why couldn't she even care about him?
Forget it, I still want to be more open.
It's not a bad thing that the old lady loves Brother Qing so much.
She couldn't give her son a better future, but the old lady could.
Brother Qing took note of Ge Baoer's words, went to Yushou Hall the next day, and quietly brought a few pieces of paper over.
"Mom, this is what Madam teaches and assigns every day."
Ge Baoer was dumbfounded. Every picture was a horizontal line.
"W-what does this teach! Do you learn this every day in front of Madam?"
Brother Qing nodded.
"The eldest young master only learns this?"
Brother Qing also nodded.
Ge Baoer couldn't understand, so he asked Brother Qing: "Did your previous teacher teach like this?"
Brother Qing said: "No. The teacher taught me strokes in the first class. After studying with my wife for so many days, I almost forgot what the teacher taught me to write."
How can there be such a truth in the world!
It doesn’t matter if you haven’t taught the students anything, and you’ve taught them everything they’ve learned before.
Ge Baoer put a few pieces of rice paper into his sleeves.
Brother Qing had been learning to draw horizontal lines for a while, but he got really bored and started to doze off in class.
"Second Young Master, wake up and wake up."
Brother Qing opened his eyes in a panic. Lin Yunwan stood in front of him, and Pingye spoke for her beside him.
"Mother, I, I was wrong."
Lin Yunwan put down the "Bamboo Branch Tie" and said calmly: "It's okay, let's drink some sweets and rest for a while."
Two maids, Pingye and Taoye, served two bowls of sugar-steamed cheese to the two of them.
The extremely sweet dessert made Brother Qing's stomach full of greed. Lu Changgong smelled the fragrance, but just pursed his lips.
"Thank you, Sister Taoye."
Brother Qing couldn't wait.
"Thank you, Sister Pingye."
Lu Changgong's voice was low and his manner was slow and steady.
After the two of them had drank enough and relaxed, Lin Yunwan said softly: "On the first day of class, I explained this "Bamboo Branch Post" to you."
The two of them raised their heads and looked up at her in admiration.
"There are many copybooks. The reason why I chose this one is because in addition to the five common fonts, the author also commented on many unique techniques for practicing."
"The basis of it lies in solid basic skills; in order to have a solid foundation, diligent study and hard practice are indispensable."
"I know you are impatient and always write the same thing, but that's how you practice calligraphy, and it's like that when you study hard in the cold window. There is absolutely no room for fraud. Today you are complacent and impatient, tomorrow you are lazy. Seeing that you are making progress every day and entering the tall buildings, It’s just like flowers being cooked in the fire. One day the building will collapse and the flowers will wither.”
The green bamboo outside the window swayed and rustled.
The study was quiet for a while.
The two confused children finally came to their senses. Lu Changgong stood up and bowed: "Mother, my son needs to be taught."
Brother Qing also stood up and said, "My son is being taught."
Lin Yunwan nodded.
"Mom, how long do we have to write like this?" Brother Qing couldn't wait to ask for a deadline as soon as he finished his lesson.
Pingye listened impatiently and turned around to go out.
It’s really rotten wood that cannot be carved! Madam's thoughts were wasted.
Lin Yunwan still looked calm and calm, saying: "Another half month is enough."
There is actually half a month left...
Brother Qing's hands ached, and he sat down with a slumped face. Just as he regained his fighting spirit, he fell asleep again.
Ever since, he was "sick".
Xiang Linyun politely apologized for three days of sick leave.
This made the people in Yu Shoutang anxious.
Mrs. Lu personally asked: "What's going on?"
Yan's mother sent someone over and came back and said, "Yi Yi is lying on the bed screaming and has a headache, his stomach hurts, and he can't open his eyes."
"Why don't you go call the doctor!"
"Yes, I will send someone to invite you right now."
"Invite a few more, the more the better!"
"My slave understands."
Why is my son sick? He is still so young!
Ge Baoer's heart ached, and tears fell one after another. He cried and said: "Old madam, Brother Qing has hardly ever gotten sick since he followed me. Can I go..."
"cannot!"
Mrs. Lu frowned and said, "You are not a doctor. What trouble did you cause in the past?"
Ge Baoer sobbed softly.
Mrs. Lu wanted to take the child over, but she was worried about hurting him, so she decided to wait until the doctor came. She then ordered her mother-in-law to call the boy next to Brother Qing. The boy knelt at the foot of the steps outside. She interrogated him personally: "Why did my brother fall ill when he was so good? Did he eat something bad? How did you serve him?" "
The boy's legs were so frightened that he knelt down and did not dare to raise his head, saying: "Old madam, please forgive me, no, it's not that the young men are not serving you attentively. The young master is... he is..."
"What's wrong with him! Tell me quickly!"
The boy said: "...Young Master is tired."
"What? Are you tired and sick?"
Mrs. Lu didn't believe it. Did Lin Yunwan tire her child to this extent?
Ge Baoer suddenly stopped crying. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Old madam, I have something to report."
"Why are you in trouble again?"
Mrs. Lu glanced at her.
Ge Baoer took out some pieces of rice paper from his sleeves.
Lin Yunwan asked Brother Qing to write such useless things, and even made Brother Qing sick.
As a mother, she couldn't bear it anymore.
