My little white flower is not right

The Jiang mansion on Fuxu Road occupies a large area. This white European-style three-story house was originally the residence of a certain warlord wife in the Beiyang period.

The Jiang family has been in business for many generations. During the Qing Dynasty, Mr. Jiang once took advantage of the trend of the Westernization Movement to supervise the running of a cotton mill. The business was passed down to Mr. Jiang. In addition to the cotton spinning factory, he recently opened a clothing shop and produced his own Self-sale new fashion.

A black Pontiac drove up from the curve, and the gatekeeper immediately woke up. When he saw the familiar front of the car, he smiled and announced: "Young master and miss are back!" He hurriedly opened the black iron carved gate to welcome him.

Master Jiang received the letter and greeted him in the front hall in person.He first greeted Ruan Jiyun lovingly: "Yunniang looks like a big girl now, my old brother should feel at ease under the Nine Springs."

Ruan Jiyun's eyes were a little red again, and she bowed softly: "Uncle Jiang, Yunniang is still in her filial piety at this time, I am already very grateful to you for letting the young master and young lady come to help at the funeral... .It's really..."

"From now on, we will be one family, no need for birth." Father Jiang waved his hand, "If I had known that your relatives were so brazen, I should have brought you back at Brother Ruan's funeral three months ago, and I would have brought you back." You won't be bullied by them..."

He let out a long sigh, and ordered the servant to prepare the meal: "Don't mention these bad things, you should be hungry after sitting in the car for so long, come, let's chat while eating."

The dishes have been arranged long ago, because Ruan Jiyun has a filial piety, besides the Shanghai cuisine with thick oil and red sauce, there are also several light vegetarian dishes on the table, obviously prepared with care.

Jiang Peifeng's stomach was growling with hunger, and he was the first to reach for the bowls and chopsticks.She loves delicious food. Part of the reason why she chose to work in the fast travel system was because she wanted to taste delicacies from different worlds.

The chef of the Jiangfu is excellent in craftsmanship. After she finished a bowl of rice, she noticed Ruan Jiyun out of the corner of her eye. Her bud-like fingers were pinching the chopsticks, which was as beautiful as a painting. Then the beauty bowed her head slightly, and the chopsticks were only closest to her. I caught it in my plate three or two times, and then stopped lightly.

Just this little appetite?

Jiang Peifeng was holding a new bowl of rice prepared by his servant, and he couldn't recover.

"You eat too little!" She shook her head in disapproval, and picked up a matsutake steamed bun that was far away for her and handed it over, "Eat more."

Ruan Jiyun was taken aback by her actions, her deer-like wet eyes looked at her in fear, then at the little buns in the bowl, hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the chopsticks silently.

The buns are delicately pinched, with a puddle of soup under the translucent skin, which smells like a unique fragrance of mushrooms.Ruan Jiyun only took a small bite, and instantly bent her eyes in satisfaction—delicious!This bun is too delicious!

Her amazed expression by Baozi also caught Jiang Peifeng's eyes.Watching Ruan Jiyun sip the food with puffy cheeks, she felt a sense of accomplishment inexplicably.

"Let's have some more of this mille-feuille, it's sweet." She picked up a snack from another drawer and asked.

The little rabbit with food still in its mouth raised its head, a little anticipation flashed in its big watery eyes.

There was still something Jiang Peifeng didn't understand, so he immediately put the mille-feuille cake into her bowl.

Ruan Jiyun looked down at the piece of sugar cake, the fluffy and soft cake was sprinkled with a layer of golden sweet-scented osmanthus honey, she hesitated, her love for food finally overcame her shyness.

It is sweet, fragrant and soft glutinous rice mixed with sweet-scented osmanthus, one bite makes people feel happy!She lowered her head, her nose was filled with the smell of food, making the corners of her eyes moist.

My father has been busy with business all year round, so he simply paid for her food expenses and ate at the aunt's house. However, the aunt's housekeeping is frugal. Whenever there are meat dishes on the table, it must not be for the girls. If you stick the chopsticks into the dish twice , will also be reminded that "girls should not be gluttonous, they appear to be uneducated".

In this environment, she has always been used to silently suppressing her preferences and dare not eat enough. Unexpectedly, in Jiang's house, Jiang Peifeng not only noticed it, but also took the initiative to let her eat more.

"Just treat it as your own home, and just say what you like to eat." Jiang's father also persuaded cheerfully, "Anyway, you can't eat better than Peifeng, she eats three bowls of rice every meal!"

"Father—" Jiang Peifeng was very embarrassed, hey, hey, he doesn't bring such a dark daughter with him!

There was another burst of laughter at the table.

Ruan Jiyun ate the piece of mille-feuille cake gracefully, and when she lowered her head again, there was another spoonful of pine nut corn on the plate, and the person who fed it looked at her expectantly with her chin in one hand.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and obediently raised her chopsticks.

eat!

Such a delicious food was scooped up by Miss Jiang herself, she can't let it down!

It was the first time in Ruan Jiyun's life that she ate vigorously. What she didn't know was that this move greatly pleased Jiang Peifeng.

When working in the main heroine system, her tasks were all bright and confident heroines with a bold personality. It was the first time Jiang Peifeng had seen such an obedient and soft girl like Ruan Jiyun.

Who can resist the sense of accomplishment of turning a weak little white flower into a luxurious white peony?

The dinner was finished happily in this way, Jiang Zhiyu had to go out to socialize with Jiang's father as a rule, Jiang Peifeng consciously stayed and brought Ruan Jiyun to familiarize himself with the environment.

"Your room is next to mine, because I don't know what you like, so I simply prepared some furniture first, and I will change it later when you find something you like..."

Jiang Peifeng opened a door on the second floor and introduced Ruan Jiyun.

Ruan Jiyun obediently followed behind her, waved her hands in a panic and said, "Miss Jiang is too polite...I'm not picky, I like whatever you prepare..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Peifeng put his shoulders on her shoulders and pinched the back of her neck with his fingers: "You can have your own likes, and of course you can have dislikes."

Ruan Jiyun was pushed to the door of the room by her, staring blankly at the exquisitely decorated room, her little heart was beating excitedly in her chest.

This room... is really beautiful.

She lives in an ancestral house that has been passed down for hundreds of years in Nanxi Town, and this is the first time she has seen a room decorated in Western style.Wallpapers printed with rose patterns, pure white Western furniture, and a piano next to the window with gauze curtains, not to mention the beautiful tea sets and ornaments, each one seems to have been moved directly from a magazine.

What's more, it was arranged by Jiang Peifeng himself for her!

"From now on...I'll live here?" Her eyes sparkled, and she asked in a low voice with disbelief.

Jiang Peifeng nodded: "Well, until the day you don't want to live here." She originally wanted to say that you would probably live here until after my elder brother got married, but looking at Ruan Jiyun's beautiful blushing cheeks, she couldn't understand why this sentence came to an end. I don't want to say it a little bit.

"This was originally a guest room, so there is no bathtub installed for the time being." She changed the topic, "You can take a bath in my room first these few days."

Of course Ruan Jiyun had no objection, and was even more interested in being able to visit Jiang Peifeng's room.

Jiang Peifeng's room was obviously different from Ruan Jiyun's imagination. The space of more than 30 square meters is still decorated in Western style. The floor is covered with light beige wool carpets. There is a row of towering bookshelves near the window. The shelves are full of books. There is a double sofa next to the bookshelves. On the table, there is a pot of daffodils with pleasant fragrance.

Ruan Jiyun was so shocked by the huge bookshelf that his eyes lit up: "Miss Jiang...your room is almost like a boy's room."

In her perception, only a scholar can read so many books, no, I'm afraid even a scholar doesn't have so many books!

Jiang Peifeng said with a smile: "Now is the new society. Girls can read and study as long as they want to. Even many colleges have begun to accept female students. Their knowledge is no worse than those of boys."

In these words, there is another new world that Ruan Jiyun doesn't know.She sighed ignorantly: "Girls can go to college too? Those girls are amazing!"

"If you want to learn, you can." Seeing Ruan Jiyun's eyes enviously circling the bookshelf, Jiang Peifeng had a vague idea in his mind, "Sister Ruan, you are only 16 years old, and you have enough time to study and learn what you want to learn." s things."

Ruan Jiyun was surprised and said: "I can't do it... how can I compare with you, Miss Jiang, I'm just a country girl, and I'm also stupid..." She silently swallowed the other half of the sentence. How can a girl who killed her father at birth have the right to spend money to study?

Reading is such a sacred thing. Girls who can read are favored by Wenquxing.

"The sage Confucius once said that there is no discrimination in teaching." Jiang Peifeng said gently, "You are so smart, and you are no less than others. Why can't you study?"

She took the initiative to pull Ruan Jiyun to the desk: "I once heard a passage, which was said by a very great scholar. Sister Ruan, I will give this passage to you."

"Wealth and status may leave you, and youth and health will disappear one day. Only knowledge belongs to you. When it is stored in your mind, no one can take it away. Everything in the world may live up to you." You, but knowledge will not."

She stared at Ruan Jiyun, and said softly, "Do you want to fight for something that no one can take away?"

Ruan Jiyun opened his eyes wide, his petal-like pink lips fluttered, and he repeated the words with reluctance: "That's really well said."

Jiang Peifeng simply pushed her into a chair and sat down, reached out and took out a piece of snow-white letter paper, picked out a pen from the pen holder, and unscrewed the cap: "If you want, I can teach you to read and write first."

Jiang Peifeng, Ruan Jiyun.

As she moved neatly, a few words jumped out on the paper, the handwriting was clear and powerful, revealing a faint majesty.

"This is my name, Jiang Peifeng; these words are sister Ruan's name—Ruan Jiyun."

Ruan Jiyun looked at the words on the paper with a serious expression. The ink-colored handwriting was set off by the snow-white paper, which was extremely clear. She stared at the handwriting and stared at the strokes for a long time. From an unfamiliar perspective, I re-understand the world.

"this is my name."

The name that belongs to her, stroke by stroke, was originally written like this. It is not lower than any other characters, and they are all the same, with clear skeleton and bright ink.

Seeing her speechless for a long time, Jiang Peifeng couldn't help raising his eyebrows and smiling.She handed the pen together with a brand new notebook to Ruan Jiyun: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement. Starting tomorrow, let's spend two hours a day, and I will teach you how to read."

Ruan Jiyun caressed the stationery in his hand, raised his head as if making up his mind, and smiled at her: "Then from now on, Miss Jiang, you will be my little teacher."

Jiang Peifeng's heart trembled slightly when she called her soft "Little Mister". Since they met at the funeral, this was the first time Ruan Jiyun showed such a fresh and shy smile. Looking at the girl's sweet smile, she couldn't help showing smile.

"That `s a deal."