Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 199 The first lesson of school

All in all, Shen decided how many people he wanted to buy, roughly male or female, how old they were, and what skills they needed, and then they could choose people.

Song Yun didn't follow her. After the first month of the lunar year, it wasn't so cold anymore, so she continued to take the carriage to Zhao's house for class.

In fact, she and Zhao Tong haven't seen each other for more than two months.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhao Yanlin took Zhao Hua to visit Song's house, mainly to pay New Year's greetings to Mrs. Song.

Originally, Zhao Tong was also going to come, but she caught cold when she was on New Year's Eve and was recuperating at home, so she didn't come.

However, Zhao Hua's arrival made Song Yun realize that he had grown so much taller, and it was probably because he was drawing too fast, his nutrition was not up to date, he was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his voice became a little hoarse .

According to Zhao Yanlin, he grew up so fast that he still suffered from leg cramps when he slept at night.Song Jun was reminded of Zhao Hua's changes, and then looked at his two older brothers, who had actually changed a lot. He was taller, his voice became hoarse, and his Adam's apple became more pronounced.

It's just that they were together so often that she didn't notice it.

It's going too far to talk about this. In short, Song Yun can't follow Shen's to join in the fun.

If Mrs. Lu's school doesn't start, Shen doesn't mind Song Yun following her to learn more, but since the Zhao family has informed Song Yun to go to class, it's more important to study.

Mrs. Song was also sitting in the car dressed thickly.

Song Ru has been pregnant for nine months now, and there is really no room for mistakes. When Mrs. Song thought about the mess in her son-in-law's house, she was afraid that her daughter would be angry, so she followed Song Yun to Zhao's house.

The grandfather and grandson arrived at Zhao's house and were walking towards Mrs. Lu's yard together. Passing by the small garden, Song Yun noticed two strange women sitting in the gazebo inside.

Anyway, she also stayed in Zhao's house for quite a long time, and watched her aunt arrange servants to do things with her own eyes.Not only do they know everyone in the Zhao family, but at least they are familiar with each other.

But she had never seen these two women.

Song Yun was really curious, pointed over there and asked her grandmother:

"Grandma, do you have any impression of them? I don't think I've seen these two people before."

Mrs. Song's eyes are not good, but she is not nearsighted, but farsighted. She sees these two people more clearly than Song Yun, and speculates:
"I don't have the impression, but they are dressed in better fabrics than the maids in your uncle's house. Maybe they are some guests."

Song Yunxin said, who let the two guests sit in the gazebo by themselves, and it is still cold at this time, the hosts can't entertain them here.

She speculated that this might be Zhao Yanze's concubine's room or something. It's just that he lived in seclusion before, and Song Yun had never met him before. Maybe she just happened to go to the garden to see the scenery, and she discovered it.

When they arrived at Mrs. Lu's yard, Song Yun went in to attend class, and Mrs. Song turned a corner to go to her daughter.

Song Yun arrived early today. She mainly wanted to see if the small screen she made would be useful for her master.

Carrying a small bookcase, she knocked on the door and got a sentence:
"come in."

Then I went in excitedly, and as soon as I entered the room, I saw that the master was sitting cross-legged on the couch by the window, holding a book in one hand, and there was a small wooden table in front of him, with tea on it. And snacks, really happy.

Of course, the screen that Song Yun was thinking about was placed on the window sill.

In fact, it was mid-morning, and it was winter again, and the sun was not dazzling, but Song Yun still felt very happy when the master used it in such a way to save face. He went up to him and said "Happy Chinese New Year", which was belated, before asking:
"Master, does the screen I made for you look good? I drew the pictures on it myself, and then asked the embroiderer to embroider them. The screen frame is also a blueprint drawn by me, isn't it good?"

Even though Mrs. Lu had just passed the New Year, her clothes were still very clean, with only a wooden hairpin on her head, no makeup, but the fragrance was still as usual, and it was a kind of fragrance that Song Yun had never smelled before.

Although Song Yun didn't learn how to make incense from Master Lu, and her family rarely used it, and if she did, she always used some very common spices, but after being around Master Lu for so long, she could smell some differences.

Like the spices this time, the agarwood fragrance is relatively strong, making Song Yun want to sleep.No wonder people who are more particular at this time use agarwood before going to bed, it does have a sleeping effect.

Mrs. Lu didn't know that Song Yun was suffering from spring sleepiness, so he pushed the snacks on the table towards Song Yun, and said lazily:
"The shape of the screen is so-so, nothing new, but the embroidery is quite new, but it's not the same as the painting method I taught you. You figured it out yourself?"

In fact, Song Yun didn't draw any complicated patterns. After all, the more complicated the pattern, the longer it takes to embroider, and the main reason is that it is expensive.

She just learned the patterns of the zodiac signs printed on the blessings or couplets during the Chinese New Year in her previous life, and drew a few copies like cats and tigers, sitting, lying or napping, and there is one on each side. In terms of technology or aesthetics, there may not be any difference. The more advanced it is, the more interesting it is.

As for the so-called novelty, Song Yun turned her head to look at the screen. It should be that she referred to some modern cartoon drawing methods, which is more cute.

But this is the crystallization of the wisdom of those painters in the previous life, and she is not going to rely on it to make a name for herself, nor does she admit it, she just said:
"I was thinking about it. I just read some illustrations or pictures of New Year pictures sold on the street, and added what my master taught me, and combined them together. Do you think it's easy to use?"

Master Lu nodded:
"It's good to block the light, you have a heart."

Zhao Tong's health is still not good, so today Song Yun is in class alone. This is really a one-on-one tutoring treatment. Song Yun can't even walk away. Think it's being lazy.

If there are other friends to accompany the class, Song Yun still doesn't feel that once she is alone, she can recall the past life when she was called by the teacher to the office to make up lessons, and then the head teacher looked at her sharply through the thick glasses. So much so that after many years, whenever she listened to the class alone, she would become stiff all over.

What kind of psychological shadow is this, Song Yun wailed in his heart.

Fortunately, on the first day of school, Mr. Lu didn't teach any new lessons, but just started the exam, spot-checked the recitation, and spot-checked the practice of handwriting.

As for playing the piano, Master has actually given up on Song Yun, and just let her know how to give a proper compliment after listening to a piece of music.

But for painting, Lu Fuzi placed a light blue vase with a plum blossom inserted obliquely, and asked Song Yun to use the technique she used on the screen to paint.

Song Yun is in a dilemma, such oriental and freehand items like plum blossoms and bamboo don't match the exaggerated and cute style.

However, under the order of the master, Song Jun couldn't find an excuse, so he bit the bullet and drew a somewhat short and round vase, and drew a few small and lovely plum blossoms.

The only good thing is that Master Lu's paints are free for her to use, so after Song Yun finished brushing and painting, he began to color graffiti in a boring way.

Song Yun thought that she would be taught by her master for painting like this, but she didn't say anything, she just put the painting away, said it was useful, and then let her go home.

Song Yun only thinks that the clouds are in the fog, is it useful?What's the use?Can her skills and painting style still catch the eyes of ancient ladies like Mrs. Lu?
(End of this chapter)