The happy life of peasant woman Wan Xiaoliu

Chapter 20
"It's not too young, you're already sixteen, and I'll be 20 after the new year, we can start a family." Wan Bao felt embarrassed looking at Wan Xiaoliu with affectionate eyes.

"Let's not talk about that for now. Come, drink water. You come to my house, do your parents know?"

"Xiao Liu, our business is on the cutting board, so don't avoid it. It will be sooner or later anyway. After the new year, I will ask my father to find someone to go to your uncle's house to propose marriage. Xiao Liu, trust me, I will Good for you."

"Brother Wanbao, I'm sleepy. I want to go to bed. You go first." Wan Xiaoliu was really afraid of him, so he ran into the inner room and closed the door.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, don't be like this. We have known each other for more than ten years, and you understand my feelings for you." Wan Bao knocked on the door and shouted.

"You go, I'm going to sleep." It's true that the fierce girl is afraid of pestering her husband.

"Hey, that's fine. I'll leave today, and I'll come back to see you next month. Take good care of yourself." Wan Bao's avoidance of Wan Xiaoliu was gone.

Wan Bao folded the things scattered on the table and put them away, then walked to Wan Mofei's side and looked him over carefully.Look at him and say.

"I know that you made the inkstone. No matter how capable you are, where you come from, what you have done in the past, and what will happen in the future, you should make your position clear. You are just a passer-by. Fortunately, Xiao Liu rescued you. After taking a life, you will have to leave sooner or later, please don't disturb Xiao Liu's life, just go when you are done."

Wan Mofei suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wanbao, Wanbao's eyelids twitched, swallowed and said, "That's all I said, you can do it yourself."

Wan Bao turned and left after speaking.It was raining harder and harder outside.Wan Mofei looked out of the door with bottomless eyes, then at the closed door of the back room, and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

When Wan Xiaoliu heard that there was no sound outside, he opened the door and looked out. Seeing Wanbao leaving, he opened the door and came out with ease.

"I'm going crazy, this Wanbao brother is too confident, too confident, I, Wan Xiaoliu, must marry him? Do I have to learn to write? Cut, I'm sick!" Wan Xiaoliu continued to sit down and mend clothes.

"When it comes to writing, I've never used a brush to write. I'll try." Wan Xiaoliu thought of whatever he wanted.Lie down on the table, turn over the paper, add some water to the inkstone that just fell on the ground, dip the brush and write: "Wan Xiaoliu, Wan Mofei."

The six crooked characters on the paper, the ten thousand characters are so big and the small characters are so small, "Look, how do I write?" Wan Xiaoliu stood it up for Wan Mofei to see, "This is the first time I have written with a brush. Well, it would be nice to write like this."

Wan Xiaoliu was only paying attention to her words, but didn't notice the suspicion in Wan Mofei's eyes.In this world, if you have never held a brush, can you write?Wan Xiaoliu suddenly thought of this question, looked at Wan Mofei flatteringly and said, "The reason why I know how to write is because I was fine before. I was alone at home and wrote on the ground. One stroke at a time, writing with this brush is really similar to writing. Writing on the ground with a branch is different, the branch can be written with force, and this brush is always difficult to hold."

Wan Xiaoliu talked about the difference between the two, Wan Mofei let go of his legs, got off the bunk, went to the edge of the table, and reached out to hold Wan Xiaoliu's hand holding the pen.

"Use your wrist hard, and the pen will follow your wrist." Wan Mofei spoke in an unprecedented way.

"You, you..." Wan Xiaoliu looked at Wan Mofei in surprise.

Wan Mofei stopped talking to Wan Xiaoliu, and just focused on writing while holding her hand.Wan Xiaoliu, who was being shaken to write, felt the blood flow backwards all over his body, and his whole body was hot. This Wan Mofei was really unreasonable, so he just held his hand sharply.

"Hey, men and women can't accept each other, let me go quickly." Wan Xiaoliu struggled to break free.Wan Mofei didn't use much force, but Wan Xiaoliu just couldn't break free.

Wan Mofei leaned back with one hand and held Wan Xiaoliu's hand in the other, leading her to write seriously.The six characters "Wan Xiaoliu, Wan Mofei" on the paper have been written several times. Wan Mofei must have a solid foundation.

"I'm out of ink, shall we stop writing?" Wan Xiaoliu looked at Wan Mofei in embarrassment. The person being looked at seemed to have nothing to do with it, and kept writing.

"I won't write anymore, my hands are so sore, I want to rest." Wan Xiaoliu really quit, his wrists don't have to work hard, and he is writing with his own hands.

Wan Mofei let go of Wan Xiaoliu, looked at Wan Xiaoliu with complicated eyes, and then went back to the bed.

Wan Xiaoliu compared Wan Mofei with her handwriting and said, "Not bad, your handwriting is pretty good, um. Not bad, really good."

No one answered, and Wan Xiaoliu got used to it, talking alone.

"I still have to write this character carefully, I must learn it." Wan Xiaoliu felt that Wan Mofei was staring at him, and when he turned around, he said, "Don't think too much, I don't learn to write to marry someone, I just want to learn to write." If there is an opportunity to make a fortune in the future, I want to make a fortune and be able to keep accounts."

Wan Mofei withdrew his eyes and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.Wan Xiaoliu cleaned the pen and inkstone, put them away together with the paper, and kept the book. Although it is the Three Character Classic, you can take it out to read and learn when you have nothing to do, and try how many ancient prose you know as a modern person. "I'm going to read the Three Character Classic. If you don't understand, I'll ask you." Wan Xiaoliu shook his head and began to read while holding the book: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Nature is similar, but habits are far away. If you don't teach, your nature will change. The way to teach , Precious to specialize. In the past, Meng Mu chose a place next to her. If a son does not learn, he will break the machine. Dou Yanshan has a righteous prescription. He teaches five sons, and he is famous. It is the fault of the father if he does not teach. If he is not strict in teaching, the teacher is lazy. If you don't learn, it's not suitable. If you don't learn when you are young, what will you do when you are old. If you don't cut jade, you can't make it. If people don't learn, they don't know righteousness. As a son of man, when you are young, you should be relatives, teachers and friends, and learn etiquette. Filial piety to relatives, what should be done. When Rong is four years old, he can make pears. Younger brothers should be prophets. The first is filial piety, the second is knowledge, knowledge of certain numbers, knowledge of certain texts. One becomes ten, ten becomes hundreds, hundreds become thousands, thousands And Wan. Oops, I can't do it anymore, this word is too exhausting to read. Don't read it, don't read it."

Put the book away and put it in the cabinet together with the paper inkstone.

"Actually, I've been thinking about the person who was looking for you. It's raining, so I don't know if he's gone." Wan Xiaoliu stared at the rain outside and said in a daze: "If it's looking for you, you are really kind. Happiness, at least someone is thinking about it, if I, Wan Xiaoliu, fell from such a height, I would die without leaving any bones, and no one would even think about it."

Wan Mofei still didn't speak.

"Hey, do you want to go and have a look?" Wan Xiaoliu looked at the rain outside and said, "Let's forget it."

"I'll just do my own thing. Let's talk about sewing the clothes." Wan Xiaoliu started her sewing work again.

Wan Mofei only felt like his whole body was on fire, the qi and blood flowed backwards, and the true qi in his dantian kept rushing out. Feeling that someone was wiping my sweat, I didn't dare to be distracted, I suppressed it hard and brought it into the right path, and gradually calmed down and entered my body.

(End of this chapter)