The peasant girl is not strong

Chapter 101 Show Your Talent
Mrs. Li stood at the back, silently by the young master's side, pouring tea for them when they needed tea, like an invisible person.

She doesn't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In front of the maids of these rich families, a woman born as a peasant girl is far behind them. No wonder they are so proud.

Look down on her, a peasant woman, only if you have the capital to look down on people!
Tang Shunyan doesn't know chess, but he can learn from Meng Zhaojun's easy and unrestrained chess, and always eats Xiuzhi's chess. Xiuzhi's nervous and embarrassed expression has already distinguished the high and low.

Tang Shunyan's little heart was wondering and amazed, how did Meng Zhaojun learn?
Did you start learning in the womb?If she hadn't started studying in her mother's womb, her family would have raised her so well!
"Okay, let's play Go now!" After Meng Zhaojun easily captured another chess piece, the winner was already divided.

"Oh, good..." Xiuzhi secretly took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face. He felt that not only his face was sweating, but his clothes on his back were all wet, and it was all caused by nervousness.

Xiuzhi put the chess pieces aside and didn't put them in the box. It was Meng Zhaojun who said that he would compete with the maid Meizhi for a while.

Xiu Zhi flipped the Go game upside down, and the two started fighting again.

Playing Go, Meng Zhaojun's speed became faster. She was impatient, and Xiuzhi was defeated in just one breath, and she stood up with trembling hands.

"Do you still want to compare?" Meng Zhaojun looked up at the standing maid Mei Zhi, but he didn't really want this maid to waste her time.

The maid, Mei Zhi, was very witty, and seemed to understand what she meant from Meng Zhaojun's eyes, and said to Meng Zhaojun, "Miss Meng, your chess skills are superb, and Mei Zhi is ashamed of herself."

Meng Zhaojun nodded and said to Tang Shunyan after hearing what the maid said:
"Tang Shunyan, do you still need me to compare with your maid? Do you understand?"

Tang Shunyan shook his head and said: "You didn't explain it, I don't know anything about it, so how do you know what you are playing?"

"Tang Shunyan, didn't you say to ask your father to find a husband? Then let him teach you. Now I will draw a portrait for you. This is also a painting for you to show your talents, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Meng Zhaojun didn't have the patience to be a teacher, so it was more than enough to show off in front of this brat.

Tang Shunyan nodded and asked the servant girl Mei Zhi to find drawing paper, pens and inks in the study.

His study room has everything that one could expect, and the things his family prepared for him are very comprehensive and have already been prepared.

He can learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Since he is very young, he can't put too much pressure on him. It will be a matter of time before he learns these things.

The elders of the Tang family did not expect that the things prepared for Tang Shunyan would come in handy so soon.

Meng Zhaojun glanced at the pen, ink and drawing paper that the servant girl Meizhi found for him. This kind of paper is quite good. It cost a lot of money to teach a little kid to practice, and practice with such good paper. , it is too wasteful.

Sure enough, she is rich, but she likes to draw on good paper, and the pen she saw is also very good, it is a high-quality brush.

Meng Zhaojun learned ink painting in his previous life, but he still knew a little about Chinese painting. He was reborn in ancient times, and he practiced it in the past few years. Although he is not very good, it is more than enough to present his talent to Tang Shunyan, a kid.

"Tang Shunyan, sit still and I will draw a portrait for you."

"Oh, let's draw!" Tang Shunyan sat obediently and let Meng Zhaojun draw him.

Seeing Meng Zhaojun's posture with the brush, and seeing Meng Zhaojun's powerful performance before, he did not doubt that Meng Zhaojun could not draw.

On the contrary, I was a little excited, and wanted Meng Zhaojun to draw him, and then he could give his own portrait to the little sister of the nanny's family.

From then on, the little sister of the nanny's family did not see him often, seeing the portrait was like seeing a person.

Meng Zhaojun was concentrating on painting, and didn't know that Tang Shunyan had such thoughts. If she knew, would she paint so hard?
Maybe it will be very angry!

Meng Zhaojun was very attentive to painting. She was painting when a maid, Jufeng, walked in from the outside. He served the young lady's order to invite Tang Shunyan and Meng Zhaojun to the young lady's living room for dinner.

It's just that when he saw Meng Zhaojun concentrating on painting, he also saw the young master in the portrait, so similar, he didn't dare to disturb him, and was silently waiting by the side.

Tang Shunyan twisted his body after sitting for a long time, feeling tired from sitting on his buttocks.

"Tang Shunyan, don't move, it's not good to paint if you move."

Meng Zhaojun spoke harshly to Tang Shunyan.

"Oh……"

Tang Shunyan could only sit still obediently, but his stomach started to move when he didn't move.

"gollum"

Everyone heard someone's stomach rumbling, they looked at me and I looked at you.

Tang Shunyan's face immediately turned red. In front of Meng Zhaojun, he would be so hungry that he would feel embarrassed.

Meng Zhaojun was not hungry. He came here only after having breakfast at home in the morning. He ate so many pastries and drank so much tea in the young mistress's yard, with honey in it.

There is a feeling of fullness in the stomach, and I don’t feel hungry at all. I didn’t sleep well last night. I feel more refreshed after drinking tea and snacks, and I don’t feel sleepy at all.

"All right……"

Meng Zhaojun finally drew Tang Shunyan's portrait relatively simply. He didn't draw the scenery or the lower body. He felt that only the upper body was enough, and it took more time to draw the lower body.

If you can't color it, it's not bad to draw a head portrait. After all, it's just an ink painting.

"Show me..." Tang Shunyan picked up the paper he had drawn on.

"Wait, the ink is not dry yet, don't touch it, or my skills will be wasted."

Meng Zhaojun stopped Tang Shunyan.

After hearing this, Tang Shunyan could only look at his hands with his eyes and did not move.

"Young Master, Miss Meng, this servant is here to invite you to dinner under the order of Eldest Mistress." Ju Feng thought it was an opportunity to speak, and said to the two children.

"Well, let's go! If Tang Shunyan has time to play the piano for you this afternoon, if not, next time, there will always be a chance."

Meng Zhaojun originally thought that she would offer to play the piano, but now it's time for dinner, and she also wants to take a rest.

Tang Shunyan nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go eat first."

Meng Zhaojun nodded and walked in front. She also brought a maid from the Meng Mansion to follow her. The young lady's performance just now made her feel proud. It was a sense of honor to be by the side of such a talented young lady. I can't hide my pride.

Tang Shunyan looked back at the painting before walking out of the room, and said to the maid Mei Zhi behind him: "You stay here, and put the portrait away when it is dry."

"Yes, young master." The maid Mei Zhi was assigned a heavy responsibility, so she could only stay in the study obediently.

Meng Zhaojun heard it too, and looked back at Tang Shunyan. He didn't expect this little boy to pay so much attention to her portrait, and he was thinking happily.

Her strategy is progressing step by step as she thought, which is really a good development.

(End of this chapter)