My little white flower is not right

Early the next morning, Ruan Jiyun got up.Seeing that Qingniang was still in a deep sleep, she didn't disturb her, but put on her clothes lightly, took her textbooks and went to the yard to study.

Speaking of learning foreign language, I have to thank Jiang Peifeng.At first, Ruan Jiyun felt dizzy when he saw these tadpole-like foreign characters, and his tongue was also tied up. He always felt that the tone of the words was weird, and it was difficult to speak.Jiang Peifeng saw her worries and took the initiative to share with her the methods of learning foreign language, one of which was to read aloud every day.

"Foreign language is actually the same thing as children babbling. If you speak more, you will naturally get used to it. There is a saying called 'cultivating language sense'. Look at babies who are just learning to speak, is it also vague? The more you talk, the smoother it will be.”

Ruan Jiyun was very convinced by Jiang Peifeng's words. Apart from being a bit jerky at first, after three months, she was still able to read a few long sentences. This morning reading habit followed her.

She was sitting under the sycamore tree in the corner of the yard, which was far away from the wing room, so it would not disturb everyone's sleep. She was burying her head in a book when she suddenly felt a gaze looking at her.

Ruan Jiyun raised his head, and at a glance he saw Ji Ning who was huddled in a corner and silently observing her.

"Sister Ning, good morning." Ruan Jiyun felt a little pity for this little cousin.When the eldest aunt was pregnant with Ji Ning, she had a big reaction. She thought she would have another son, but in the end she didn't want to be a daughter again. Disappointment and the pain of childbirth were all imposed on the child.

If she still relied on her father's living expenses and managed to make her eldest aunt look good, then Ji Ning would be an even more pitiful little cabbage. Not only did she have to work every day, she would also be beaten and scolded at every turn.

The child who was almost ten years old looked thin and small, and his clothes were left over from his older brothers and sisters, dangling around his body like a bag of noodles.Thinking of this, Ruan Jiyun smiled softly: "What are you doing here?"

Ji Ning had a good impression of this cousin who ate meat for herself. She said in a soft voice, "I boil water and cook porridge. When everyone wakes up, there will be hot water and hot porridge for drinking."

"Are you doing all these jobs by yourself?" Ruan Jiyun frowned slightly, only then did she notice that Ruan Jining had many wounds on her hands, she stood up, "I'll help you."

Ruan Jining shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm used to it, cousin, what are you doing? I heard you whispering all the time, but I couldn't understand."

Ruan Jiyun simply asked her to sit next to him, and showed her the textbook: "I'm learning French. This is what foreigners say. After I learn it, I can communicate with them."

Ji Ning timidly looked at the handwriting on the page, wanted to touch it, but saw that his hands were dirty, so he whispered enviously: "Cousin, you are really amazing, I met a foreigner in the town before. ...red eyebrows and green eyes, mother said they eat children...."

"Foreigners are the same as us, they don't eat children." Ruan Jiyun laughed, "It's just because of the different cultures that they feel strange to each other. By the way, Jining, do you go to school?"

The little girl lowered her head shyly: "The clan has built a school in the past two years, but... But mother said that girls don't need to waste money on education, boys will be officials and do business in the future, girls just need to be diligent and capable."

Ruan Jiyun was also aware of this argument, and when she saw the little girl staring at the book, her appearance was not much different from her own back then.She thought about it, took out a pen and paper, and wrote the names of the two people on it.

"This is our two names, Ruan Jiyun, Ruan Jining, take a look."

On the snow-white paper were a few words in delicate handwriting. Ruan Jining stared blankly at the paper and exclaimed, "Our two names look alike, but cousin, you are a fairy girl, and I... ...with a name so similar to yours, so unworthy."

Ruan Jiyun folded the piece of paper and stuffed it into Ji Ning's hands: "Whether you are worthy or not, you are no worse than others. If you have time these few days, just come and play with me, and I will teach you how to write."

Ji Ning's eyes widened in surprise, and before she could speak again, the sharp voice of the eldest aunt came from the back kitchen: "Ning Niang! Ning Niang, you damn girl, where are you hiding and being lazy?"

Startled by the sound, the little girl jumped up. She carefully hid the note deep in her pocket, and then reluctantly ran towards the back kitchen.

Ruan Jiyun looked at her back, originally she might also be like Ji Ning, always harboring a feeling of inferiority, thinking that she was destined to be an inferior existence.But, she took a deep breath, she knew she could change, didn't she?

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After breakfast, the eldest aunt made a fuss about taking Ruan Jiyun to worship Ruan's father. Before that, Jiang's father had ordered the housekeeper to prepare a batch of incense, candles, ingots and other things for the sacrifice, and sent them over with the car. Now there is no need to buy extra.It's just that Ruan Jiyun discovered that besides his uncle and aunt, Ruan Xiaoxian was also included in the sacrifice.

"During the Qingming Festival these few years, if you have Xiaoxian and haven't come back, it was Xiaoxian who kowtowed and burned papers for his third uncle." The aunt said proudly, "Xiaoxian is so close to his third uncle..."

Ruan Jiyun looked at his cousin's chubby figure over the past few years, pursed his lips and said nothing more, and the group walked up the mountain with their things.

Ruan's father was buried in the sunny place of the Ruan family's ancestral tomb. Although the tomb is not very grand, but the brick and stone steps are all clean. The uncle said proudly: "We come here frequently to pay respects to the ancestors at four o'clock and three festivals. Don't worry, mother."

Ruan Jiyun looked at the handwriting on the inscription, and remembered that although Ruan's father was busy with business for many years, the two father and daughter didn't spend much time together, but every time his father came back, he must greet him with care.She lost her mother when she was young and was very dependent on her father. Thinking of this, tears filled her eyes.

"Father, I have a very good life in Jiang's family. I have also learned to read and write, and I will be successful in the future." She knelt in front of the grave and prayed silently, "You must watch me in the sky and watch me go Go further afield."

She hasn't returned to her hometown for a long time, so naturally she stayed in front of the grave for a long time. The uncle and a few neighbors stood in the distance smoking and chatting, but they didn't feel like waiting for a long time, while Ruan Xiaoxian, who was forced to kneel down by his aunt, felt a little displeased. Impatient.

He was already fat, and after kneeling on the stone bricks for a long time, he felt sore all over his body. In addition, the hot summer sun made his neck itchy. He scratched impatiently for a long time, and simply wanted to stand up and go to the shade to enjoy the coolness.

Seeing her son getting up, the eldest aunt hurriedly held him down, and coaxed her son, "Little ancestor, you can't be lazy at the moment, your sister is still worshiping."

Ruan Xiaoxian complained: "Didn't you just come to sacrifice and sweep, why can't she finish tossing for a long time. Mom, I'm tired, I'm going to rest."

The eldest aunt frowned: "It's almost done, you kneel for a while." She said while watching the movement on Ruan Jiyun's side, seeing that she didn't pay attention to this side, she simply pressed her son's shoulders and forced him not to get up.

And Ruan Jiyun also finished worshiping at this time, and all that was left was to burn the ingots and paper money. Seeing her get up, the eldest aunt hurriedly winked at Xiaoxian, signaling him to carry the fire barrel.

The fire barrel was surrounded by iron sheets so that the paper money would not be scattered by the wind when burning paper money. Ruan Xiaoxian knelt so that his legs felt a little numb. The boss reluctantly carried the fire barrel and threw it heavily towards the grave. A cloud of ash was spilled and was falling on the tombstone.

"Hey! Did you sweat and slip your hands?" Seeing Ruan Jiyun's uneasy expression, the eldest aunt immediately slapped Ruan Xiaoxian, "What a big man, and he always has rough hair! Come and burn paper with your third uncle... ..."

Ruan Jiyun quietly took out the handkerchief and wiped the cigarette ash carefully. Although she didn't say a word, the indifference in her eyes had already fallen into Ruan Xiaoxian's eyes. He was always used to being arrogant, and none of the sisters in the family dared to treat him with such a cold face. At this moment, the dissatisfaction in my heart also surfaced.

"It's just a little ashes, it's like a big deal." He muttered softly, grabbed a handful of paper money and threw it into the fire barrel.

Ruan Jiyun taught without turning his head: "Your elder is in the tomb. If you have such an attitude, you might as well not come."

"If you don't come, you won't come! How much do you think I can't do it?" Ruan Xiaoxian was stabbed lightly by her, and immediately retorted, "It's not that I pity you, you actually talk to me like this... "

He made a gesture to get up, thinking that Ruan Jiyun would stay, but Ruan Jiyun would have noticed his lazy appearance long ago, and just said coldly: "I don't need you to pity me, this is my biological father, your third uncle, You should still remember how well he treated you when he was alive. Today we came to worship him, you knelt down impatiently for a long time, and then sprinkled ashes on the tombstone, do you think it is right?"

Ruan Xiaoxian turned his head to one side and didn't look at her: "How dare you teach me a lesson? Yunniang, you are so brave! When I pass on to my third uncle, if you get married in the future, if you ask your natal family for something, I won't help you with anything! "

The meaning revealed in his words made Ruan Jiyun stunned for a moment: "What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of adoption, why do I ask you?"

The eldest aunt was so shocked that her head was sweating when she heard her son tell the truth, she grabbed his sleeve and cursed: "What are you talking about! Your third uncle has always loved you the most, and you should be a dutiful son for him." , don't talk back to your sister and deliberately anger her!"

After she finished speaking, she quickly came to appease Ruan Jiyun again: "Yunniang, he has a child's heart, you as a sister don't have the same knowledge as him... Hurry up and send the paper money to third uncle, and we will go back."

Her faltering attitude made Ruan Jiyun more and more suspicious. However, there was a lot of movement on their side at this time, and the neighbors also cast their gazes. The uncle hurried to the tomb: "Sweep the grave properly, and make a fuss so that the villagers What does it look like?"

Ruan Jiyun had no choice but to suppress her doubts for the time being, but she didn't want Ruan Xiaoxian to intervene, and personally burned the ingot offerings one by one.Seeing her cold face, Ruan Xiaoxian was even more unhappy, snorted at her, and simply stood at a distance, no matter how much his aunt tried to persuade him, he would not come forward again.

After a while, the sacrifices were burned and the sun rose to the top of the head. The uncle breathed a sigh of relief, and said as if unconscious: "Now that the worship is over, why don't you go to the ancestral hall now and write Xiaoxian under the name of the third child?" ?”

The eldest aunt shook her head desperately at her husband, but Ruan Jiyun didn't understand anything at the moment. She glanced at the two of them sarcastically, and said angrily: "You still think about making Xiaoxian adoptive to my father? Uncle and aunt, I will never accept this matter." Can't agree!"

The uncle only thought that she was still as weak and weak as before, and didn't want Ruan Jiyun to retort like this, so he sneered and said, "I have already discussed this matter with the patriarch! Do you disagree? How can you, a girl in the Ruan family, have the right to speak?"

At this time, he was also a little anxious, winking at his aunt: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you take Yun Niang back quickly?"

Seeing that they had finally lost their minds at this moment, that these pretentious overtures still had such a purpose, Ruan Jiyun's heart sank suddenly.