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Chapter 113 Learning to write

Chapter 113 Learning to Write
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After Duanmuwei got along with Qinglian for the past two days, their relationship has improved by leaps and bounds. Now they say that Qinglian cannot enter this room.This is a bit of looking down on Qinglian.

Duanmu Wei was a little unhappy.

"Miss, it's the same when Qinglian studies in the ear room. Each school has its own rules."

Miss Kan got angry with the second son because of her own affairs.Qinglian hastily made a sound.

"Wei'er, the study room is stipulated by the master. People who are not from the master's school cannot enter."

Bei Mingyan also stood up to persuade.Even Nangong nodded at the side.

Duanmuwei didn't know what other rules on this mountain she didn't know, why did she always behave well when she met them, did she bother them?

Qinglian ran to the ear room alive and kicking, because in her opinion.It is the best that she can learn to read from the ladies and gentlemen.

The word I want to write today is my name. The young lady taught me in the room last night, and I wrote a template for myself, so I just need to write it down.I will know how Mu Qinglian wrote it later.

The nail on Duanmuwei's hand is gone, it looks a bit rough there, but fortunately it doesn't hurt anymore.So, today, Bei Mingyan decided to teach her calligraphy.

Duanmuwei now also wants to calm down and learn, because in this era, people use a brush to write, and it is impossible to write with a quill on their own. It is good to only use it in private.When I grow up, there will always be times when I communicate with others, and I will be ashamed if I don’t know how to use a brush.

It's better to be at home than to go outside and lose face.Now that I'm still young, I can't blame my brothers if I can't write well.

Holding the pen is still difficult for Duanmuwei, her little hands are too small.

"Look, the fingers are placed like this, the brush is not close to the palm of the hand. The brush is in the air."

Bei Mingyan once again corrected the junior sister's way of holding the pen.

"Brother Yan, wait a minute."

Being corrected too many times is also a bit annoying.

Duanmu Wei stood up, of course, standing is not much higher than sitting.

"Come on, Brother Yan, put your hands on the table."

"doing what?"

"You put it away."

Bei Mingyan still slapped the table as his junior sister said.

Duanmu Wei also raised her hand and put her hand on Brother Yan's hand like a slap:
"Brother Yan, look, your fingers are almost half as long as mine. Even if my short fingers are bent over, they reach almost to the palm of my hand. Holding a pen, there can't be a hole in the middle as big as your palm. Let me learn to hold it firmly first, okay? When my fingers are as long as yours, I will also hold it. "

Ximen Jin, who was watching from the side, nodded and said:
"Little Si'er, you are too impatient, Junior Sister is right."

Bei Mingyan also acquiesced, this hand, really can only hold the pen like this.

Then began to teach the pen, horizontal and vertical.This is what the teacher will teach when writing with pen and pencil.But, what's the point of this pause?

If I was not careful, I would feel heavy, and then I got an ink blob there.There is also this brush that absorbs ink, and it will drop a drop if you are not careful.A good piece of rice paper is wasted.

"After you dip the ink, gently scrape the edge of the inkstone like this, so that the excess ink will fall off."

Duanmuwei tried to do it, but just as the ink was on it, she heard an "ah" from the side room.

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