Between the vast sea of ​​clouds

On a bright spring morning, Qingping moved the desk to the courtyard, spread out the paper he bought yesterday, rubbed the ink and began to practice calligraphy.Although she has only practiced for a month, she feels that she has improved a lot. Compared with the previous hand | dog | crawling, although the current handwriting is not beautiful enough, it can still be called neat.

She wrote with concentration and heart, and she didn't feel anyone coming over at all. Chen Jun turned sideways and glanced at her writing, almost out of breath.

What the hell!

She couldn't help feeling suspicious, and began to wonder if it was right to send Qingping to the school. Lize School is also considered a famous school, so she shouldn't be teaching students so casually, right?

Qingping was tired after writing a few pages, so he put down his pen and began to rest.Chen Jun walked past Qingping as if nothing had happened, and said, "Gentlemen in the school, how are you doing?"

Qingping nodded and said earnestly: "Teaching is very good."

Chen Jun wanted to test her, so she took the book and said, "In that case, I'll ask you to see if you are lazy."

In the sunshine of spring, Chen Jun began to memorize Qingping. These were not difficult for her. The husband explained in detail, as long as she understood it, she could write it down.What's more, Qingping was born in the college entrance examination with thousands of troops, and he studied and memorized it seriously, which often has the effect of drawing inferences from one instance.

Chen Jun knew that Qingping just learned a few words with Wu Yu. Later, when Qingping went to guard the study, Chen Jun also found it funny that someone came to report her to read secretly.But if you only know a few words, what can you understand?She always didn't care.

However, Qingping's study of Chen Guo during this month surprised Chen Jun, she said thoughtfully: "It seems that Mr. is not talking nonsense, he still taught something."

In the afternoon, she taught Qingping how to write, and Qingping finally understood why she asked such a question in the morning. It turned out that she disliked how ugly her handwriting was.

Chen Jun's hands-on teaching and one-on-one teaching, the effect is definitely much better than that taught by Mr. Shutang.Chen Jun's handwriting is strong, lean and powerful, and rigorous in writing. It is often said that Taoism is like a person, and Qingping and Anfu are really like this.

Since someone is willing to teach, Qingping also learned carefully, carefully observing Chen Jun's starting and finishing of pens, after an afternoon, he imitated it somewhat decently.With Liu Zhen not around, the two of them had no intention of cooking.Chen Jun took Qingping to restaurants everywhere, looking for interesting food in the streets and alleys. Qingping was skeptical at first, thinking that a lady like Chen Jun who hadn't been out a few times could find any special snacks, but when They sat in a corner of the busy city, surrounded by people who were eating in full swing, and the waiter who served the food brought wontons in black porcelain bowls, Qingping had a slightly strange expression on his face.

Chen Jun said: "Eat quickly, the wontons in this store are a century-old store, but the boss is a little lazy and doesn't want to move the place."

The clerk heard the words and replied to Chen Jun in his busy schedule: "This lady is really a wonderful person, she actually knows that our boss is a slob!"

All the diners who were eating wontons burst into laughter. The curtain in the back kitchen was half opened, and a thin woman sneered and said, "If you talk nonsense again, your monthly payment will be deducted. Hurry up and do something!"

He changed his expression again, turned to the diners and said: "My wonton shop has been open for nearly a hundred years, even if it is full. This shop has 'three hundred'. The shop is a hundred years old, the table is a hundred years old, and the craftsmanship is a hundred years old. All of them are indispensable! It was blamed by the ancestors in a dream! Besides, the reputation of this store is not due to the care of the neighbors."

The diners applauded loudly, and the boss put down the curtain and continued to work inside after finishing his speech. The guy was enjoying himself while bragging and joking with the diners while serving wontons.

Chen Jun smiled and said nothing, the owner of this wonton shop is famous for his personality, she had heard about it earlier when she was wandering in the rivers and lakes.She picked up the wontons with a spoon and put them in a small bowl to dry. Qingping was also hungry. She picked up the wontons and blew a few breaths before biting them. She felt hot again. She ate half of the wontons and kept blowing them. The filling is thin, and the delicious soup slides over the tongue, mixed with the aroma of the meat, making people want to swallow their tongues together.

As expected of a century-old restaurant, Qingping finished the soup, obviously full, but still had a feeling of unfulfilling.Chen Jun on the side ate very elegantly, and ate the wontons in an orderly manner, before drinking the soup.After eating the wontons, both of them were sweating. When they came out of the restaurant, they were blown by the evening wind, feeling indescribably refreshed.

As the sky gradually darkened, every family lit up lanterns, and Qingping followed Chen Jun, stepping on her shadow. Chen Jun noticed it, but didn't look back, and said: "What are you doing? I learned something new in the school. How to play?"

Qingping doesn't know why, but she feels that she has gotten closer to Chen Jun in these two short days. Sometimes she feels that Chen Jun is like an elder and a friend, and the fear of the servant towards the master has subsided a little, but in some things she is still the same. He will not violate Chen Jun's words, nor will he express his thoughts too much.She always reminded herself to be careful not to cross this boundary. She clearly understood the difference in her heart, and the superior could show care and compassion to the inferior.In addition to showing proper gratitude and reverence, the lower-ranking people can never offside, and regard this kind of alms from above as a signal to get along with each other on an equal footing.

This is the rule of this era, perhaps showing weakness is the best choice, Qingping shook his head and said: "I was taught that stepping on people's shadows can drive away evil spirits and eliminate disasters."

Chen Jun said: "I've heard this kind of saying, but it's not the same everywhere, but Minzhou said that stepping on the shadow will bring bad luck."

Qing Ping suddenly thought of Wu Ying, and suddenly felt uneasy. Too many things happened and Wu Ying was forgotten.

So on the afternoon of the third day of Xiumu, Qingping met Wu Ying who was waiting at the door of the study hall with red eyes.

As soon as Wu Ying saw her, she rushed up and hugged Qingping, almost startling Chen Jun's horse. Chen Jun said, "Is this studying with you?"

Qingping nodded, but did not introduce Chen Jun to Wu Ying.She took Wu Ying by one hand and bid farewell to Chen Jun. Chen Jun nodded, got on the horse and left.

"Yu Jun, you, are you okay..." Wu Ying kept wiping away the tears on her face with her sleeve, Qing Ping handed her a handkerchief, Wu Ying's face was full of remorse and fear, she Duan Duan continued: "Next time, next time I will definitely not abandon you, you...do you believe me?"

Her sleeves were held tightly by Wu Ying, fearing that she would leave in the next second.Probably for Wu Ying, Qingping may be her only friend in the school.But in front of this sincere friendship, what they are facing is a huge deception.

She suddenly felt very tired.

However, this crying and terrified child may be the one who is willing to treat her sincerely, freed from all plots, interests, and shackles.

She stretched out her arms to hug Wu Ying, and tried to comfort her: "You see, I'm still fine now, I'm fine, I'm fine with nothing."

Fortunately, Wu Ying stopped her tears after crying for a while, Qingping's veil was also soaked, she wanted to take it back, but Wu Ying forced her to come over, and hurriedly said: "Give it to me, I will return it to you after I wash it! "

She was determined, so Qingping had no choice but to let her go.

Wu Ying leaned on Qingping's shoulder and said softly: "I am an escaped child. My father often told me that my mother is a very good person. One day, she will come back to us."

"At my grandfather's birthday party the day before yesterday, my uncle wanted to find a new wife for my father... My father came back and cried for a long time. He asked me, 'Do you want a mother?'"

Wu Ying looked up at the sky, some kind of hatred was hidden in her immature words, Qingping brushed away the hair sticking to the corners of her eyes, and heard her say: "I don't want anything, nothing is mine... "

Qingping asked: "Then do you still believe that your mother will come back?"

There was no expression on Wu Ying's face, she said softly: "I don't believe it anymore, I don't even believe it if she won't come back."

"You still have yourself." Qingping patted her head, and Wu Ying looked at her in surprise, as if she had never heard this saying before, Qingping sighed, as if someone had come here and said: "People are not born to belong to their parents." , you can jump and run, all you think is your own, no one can decide what kind of life you will live in the future, no matter who is with you, they can't accompany you to the end. Xingke', do you understand this truth?"

This is almost blatantly contradicting the filial piety that her husband said. Wu Ying accepted it after being surprised for a while, and she said: "You are right, I still have myself. If my father really married, I would not You should annoy him."

The words were very reluctant, which showed that she still couldn't accept the fact that her father remarried in her heart, and Qingping was very disturbed by Chen Jun's overtures. The two girls both had something on their minds, and they didn't speak anymore, and looked at the distant sky together.

The dark clouds were heavy and slowly gathered in the sky, and there were lightning flashes in the clouds from time to time.The wind mixed with the smell of mud swept in, all of which indicated that heavy rain was about to fall on the city.

The rainy season in Le'an comes later, and according to my husband, it won't clear up until the gradual summer in Lingnan opens.

Wet clothes are the most annoying thing when it rains, so the school turned on the heater for the winter for the students to dry their clothes.

Qingping unexpectedly discovered that Xie Qi, who had been troubling her before, had started to avoid her. A person without a leader, even with her group of cronies, would not casually provoke her.Qingping would feel more comfortable once these small movements were reduced, otherwise the rainy day itself would be annoying, and he would have to endure their endless pranks, so naturally he would not be in a good mood.

However, it is good to stay in the bamboo pavilion on a rainy day. Because of the rain, few people set foot in the bamboo forest. You can see the water flowing down the four corners of the pavilion, which is very interesting.Sometimes Qingping would bring some leftover rice to feed the fish. Watching the carp scrambling for food gave him the pleasure of being his master.

Wu Ying seemed to have changed a lot since that day. She put in a lot of effort in her homework and won several compliments from her husband.Qing Ping intentionally hides his clumsiness, but instead appears mediocre, but he always pays special attention to what Chen Jun said should be paid attention to when writing, and the more he writes, the more he gradually looks a little better.

Seeing that the rain was getting lighter, Wu Ying greeted Qingping and said, "Let's go, Yu Jun."

Qing Ping threw all the rice grains in his hand to the pond, and washed his hands with the water column flowing from the pavilion, Wu Ying opened the umbrella, Qing Ping leaned against her, but found that Wu Ying did not move, she wondered: "Why don't you leave? "

Following Wu Ying's line of sight, Wu Yue, whom she hadn't seen for a few days, was standing in the rain holding an umbrella. When she saw Qingping, her brows were raised, and the hand holding the umbrella was imperceptibly tight. Wu Ying didn't salute her, and took the umbrella Moved to the edge of Qingping, said: "Sister Yue, what's the matter?"

Wu Yue seemed to have encountered something unspeakable, so he couldn't speak for a long time.Wu Ying would still ask if she was on a normal day, but when she saw Wu Yue, she remembered her uncle who always persuaded her father to marry, and lost the deliberate fawning in the past, so she nodded and wanted to leave.

They hadn't walked a few steps before they heard Wu Yue's voice: "Yu Jun, stay here, I have something to tell you."

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