Die Meng Wencai

"Master, this is an invitation from the Liang family."

He took the things in Ma Tong's hands and looked at them, and threw them on the table expressionlessly, not concealing his envy and jealousy at all, and then he was very sad, his second child was full moon, his Yi'er hasn't grown up yet, and the Wang family is keeping a filial piety, so it's hard to see her face to face.The last few meetings were thanks to Zhu Yingtai's help, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to deliver Yi'er's birthday present, and now the Wang family has to keep their filial piety for another three years, almost closing the door to thank guests, I am afraid that Zhu Yingtai would not be able to help .He learned that she often went up the mountain to see her father, and wanted to stop him halfway, but he was afraid that Wang Ningzhi would be disturbed, and he would be difficult to see him in the future, and he was even more afraid that he would get mad and promise Yi'er to another family.

It's just that Yi'er doesn't know about his pain, and can't care about it. She is very busy and often runs up and down the mountain. Compared with her mother, she is very calm. She always listens to the servants, unless necessary, usually He didn't go up the mountain.Yi'er is not an ordinary child, so he can see that his mother doesn't have deep feelings for his father, it's just for the benefit of the family, and since there are several children, there is no thought of breaking up at all, just let it go.But Yi'er still hoped that they would be better off. Isn't it fate to be a married couple for a lifetime?Wouldn't it be better to look at the other party's strengths more?

"Ma'am, let's go together? Le'er is so young, so she's separated from Dad, it's inevitable."

"Let Yuniang take him to go with you? Just can't stay for long, the mountain is very cold sooner or later, it will be bad if you catch cold."

"OK then?"

Seeing that A Niang lowered her head and wrote such a sentence without raising her head, she went out helplessly. Maybe her life will never be too perfect, so in this life, her father loves her mother, loves her mother, status and money, and has everything. There is such a little regret.What was even more surprising was that she was the only one who cared. Her father hugged her younger brother and asked affectionately about him. He didn't say a word like, "How is your mother?"There is no weight loss' words, could not help but sigh.

Practice calligraphy obediently, and then wait to be criticized by several uncles. She is also surprised that because of practicing martial arts, her wrist strength is not lacking. There is a lot of difference, because the softness in her words can't be removed no matter what, so she owes a lot of character.In her heart, she generally understood that it was because of her indecisive and indecisive nature, with the imprint of her previous life, it was easier to cultivate than a blank slate of real children.Wang Ningzhi didn't say anything when she saw it, but the other uncles were also masters of calligraphy. Anyway, the days of keeping filial piety are boring, but this child comes almost every day, and she is idle when she is idle. Who else should I criticize?

"Yiyi, you were like this a year ago when you typed this word, why haven't you made any progress? Could it be that you weren't working hard enough?"

"Uncle Wu, I practice every day."

"That's just not paying enough attention."

Among the uncles, Wang Huizhi was the most eloquent, the most active in thinking, and the most merciless when criticizing her. Over the years, she had also learned not to contradict her elders easily, but she was very good at acting like a baby.

"Father."

Although she is already eight years old, Wang Ningzhi still hugs her habitually, and at this time comforts her even more dotingly: "Okay, Yi'er can write whatever she likes."

As for being stared in shock by his younger brothers after saying this, he has no pressure now. Yi'er is a girl and doesn't need to be famous and start a family. Shadow, she loves to write and he also loves to read, so what does it matter if it is not good enough?He only hoped that she would grow up slower and spend more time with him, but she still grew up quickly. She was dressed in white, with thick hair like dark clouds, and her jade-white face became more and more beautiful. They are all different, but their demeanor and temperament are full of Duy people's shadows.

Sometimes I really want to ask, 'Yi'er, do you really not remember your previous life? '.

The eight or nine-year-old girl from someone else's family has only just started to learn female red, but she has already independently drawn, moved needles, and embroidered independently.The Dui people are very good at embroidering. Although her own clothes are very clean, she gave him a purse on the occasion of engagement. The lychee picture on it is really lifelike. Put it away, it really looks like this rhododendron picture.

There is also the poem "Xiu Tong in the Heart" a few years ago, isn't it just a word of worry?It is really similar to the phrase "Autumn Garden is locked so that the heart of autumn lives" back then.

"Second brother, does second sister-in-law know that you spoil her like this?"

Facing the teasing from the seventh younger brother Xianzhi, he felt her chin resting on his shoulder, moved his arm, supported her body more firmly, and said with a faint smile: "Father loved my sister very much when he was alive, sister Isn't it cute when you grow up?"

cute?Only the second brother thinks so, right?Speaking of his older sister, Wang Xianzhi still has a deep memory. As the only daughter of the Wang family, she is deeply loved and has almost everything she wants. Naturally, her temper is not very good, but she is cute in front of her parents. Turning around, there is another face, her brother-in-law Liu Chang is very strict with her, but the daughter of the Liu family is very jealous, isn't Xie An's wife like that?No wonder my father betrothed my elder sister to the Liu family.

"Father, when will aunt come back, Yi'er misses aunt."

"My aunt only went back two months ago. I'm afraid I'll have to wait until Qingming next time. Well, the sun is about to set, so you should go back."

At this time, Wang Ningzhi habitually opened her mouth to chase her away, otherwise she would stay on the mountain until it was dark. Although it was possible to spend the night on this mountain, it was inconvenient to wash and wash.I remember when she stayed on the mountain due to the heavy rain, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, just because she didn't take a bath, she kept asking him "Daddy, does Yier stink?"But she really left, and she wasn't used to it. I remember that she didn't talk that much before, maybe I really spoiled her, and now she is much more delicate than before.

"Auntie Yingtai, Sister Xuan is so beautiful."

The family will be filial piety in half a year, and there are usually no banquets for guests, but Zhu Yingtai is mother's god-sister, so she can't be regarded as an outsider, and it's nothing to come and go.It's just that Yi'er felt that she didn't just come to visit, so she slipped a letter in private, and said apologetically, "Yi Yi, Auntie knows this is against the rules, but he threatened Auntie to hand over this letter to you, Otherwise, your uncle will be disadvantaged, and I..."

"Don't talk about it, Auntie, I also want to see who is so powerful?"

Ma Wencai?She guessed it was him, she knew that he gave birthday presents every year, of course they were handed over through Zhu Yingtai, but she had never seen each other again, she didn't go out much when she was young, and later it was the filial piety period.If he wants to see her, does she have to go?Don't you know it's against the rules?It's just that he said that he was going to fight, wouldn't it be bad not to see him?But he should survive, right?After hearing the story of the Duy people, he became prejudiced against Ma Wen, and he was no longer a horse fan. Although he was still a little entangled in his heart, he finally decided not to see him.

It's autumn again, the continuous autumn rain seems to never stop, Wang Ningzhi's ears and surroundings are quiet, but she is looking forward to the clear sky so that Yi'er can go up the mountain.Unexpectedly, it had been two days since Tianqing hadn't seen anyone. She was worried that she was sick, so she couldn't help asking the servants who came to deliver the food, but they didn't know, so they had to send someone home to inquire about the news. It wasn't until his wife wrote a letter that he found out that his Yi'er was punished because he filled in a piece called "Slow Voice".

There are many shadows of chrysanthemums, and the lights are dimmed, and the sound of autumn is desolate.

The cold rain knocked on the window, and autumn night was startled by the cold.

Sleepless and facing the old post again, the lines between the lines are lonely and clear.

The crocodile does not sing, the geese are silent, who knocks on the chess flat in the wind?

Rolling up the Hunan curtain to explore, the faint sound has stopped, and the smoke outside the curtain is light.

The pillow is still listening, and the number of empty steps is longer.

The phoenix trees are also drizzle, and the leaves are Xiaoxiao, how much sorrow?

Sigh gold powder, until now, how much haggard?

I am used to seeing her sorrows and sorrows, and I don't think it has anything to do with it, but his wife thinks that Yi'er is young, doesn't admire the pride of pines and bamboos, or the chastity of orchids and chrysanthemums, and only knows how to seek sorrow and hatred for no reason. Strict teaching.The daughter's education is the mother's responsibility, and he really can't make a special trip home because of this. The so-called punishment is nothing more than confinement and copying "The Female Precepts".Just thinking that Yi'er might feel aggrieved, she couldn't eat well or sleep soundly. It was hard work to keep filial piety, but now she was even more mentally ill, and suddenly fell down while copying the scriptures.

After hearing the servant's report, Xie Daoyun sighed helplessly, and finally released her daughter who was still in confinement. Speaking of which, this daughter is surprisingly smart and can learn everything quickly, but she is not like her. I taught him a good lesson, but my husband was so worried that he couldn't sleep or eat, so he had to give up.

It was a rare visit to the mountains, and seeing her husband was thin and haggard, but he still lifted up his daughter with a smile. I really didn't know whether to be happy or angry. Their father and daughter have a deep relationship, but she is not a stepmother either!

"See what you're worried about? I'm her own mother, can I still abuse her?"

"I'm not afraid of this. Yi'er has been well-behaved since she was a child. Is this the first time she has been punished? I'm worried that she won't be able to turn around."

"Forget it, your daughter is good everywhere, so I won't care about it in the future."

"How can it be like this? Yi'er is so smart and lovely, it's because of Madam's teaching."

"I dare not, but I want to check whether she is slack in her homework when she comes to the mountain every day?"

"Look, except for Qin Yi, who didn't practice because she was a teacher, she didn't miss out on embroidery, calligraphy, and reading. After reading all four books, I will explain them to her in depth later. Now I like reading history books."

"Oh, tell me one by one, who is the most admired character in history?"

"One by one, why should they be admired, one by one, I don't think they are anything special."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked. The Wang family has always been proud, and Wang Huizhi was even more self-confident. Unexpectedly, he was left behind by a female doll today.

"Yiyi, that's really crazy. Don't say anything else, just the book "The Analects" you have read. Don't you think Confucius is an ancient sage?"

Yi'er was more lively than before, and seeing Wang Huizhi's interest, he couldn't help becoming naughty.

"Don't you see 'the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead and hit the waves on the beach'?"

Well, crazy enough, if it wasn't because of keeping filial piety that he couldn't laugh loudly, Wang Huizhi would have laughed out loud.

The author has something to say:

"Slow Voice"

There are many shadows of chrysanthemums, and the lights are dimmed, and the sound of autumn is desolate.

The cold rain knocked on the window, and autumn night was startled by the cold.

Sleepless and facing the old post again, the lines between the lines are lonely and clear.

The crocodile does not sing, the geese are silent, who knocks on the chess flat in the wind?

Rolling up the Hunan curtain to explore, the faint sound has stopped, and the smoke outside the curtain is light.

The pillow is still listening, and the number of empty steps is longer.

The phoenix trees are also drizzle, and the leaves are Xiaoxiao, how much sorrow?

Sigh gold powder, until now, how much haggard?

I don't know how those talented men and women compose poems and lyrics. Anyway, Huahua is a bit difficult to make, and often goes back and forth to change it several times.