The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 133 A Trip to Nanjing (3)
The woman covered her lips with her right hand and giggled, "This bookstore is opened by my father."

"Oh..." Qingran suddenly came to her senses, and came to the small table with a book, "Forgive my blindness, girl, let me borrow your precious land."

The woman in plain clothes made room for her, "My surname is Nan, and my name is Zhiqiu. You can call me Ah Zhi."

Ye Qingran smiled and began to study ink, "A man lives up to his name, A Zhi, a good name. Is it 'Zhi' and 'Qiu'?"

With a swipe of her pen, she wrote two delicate and elegant regular scripts.

"What a good word!" Ah Zhi picked up the piece of paper and shouted excitedly, "It's both rigorous and elegant, yet chic and elegant, dare to ask the girl's name?"

Ye Qingran smiled without answering, and wrote "Ye Qingran" again.

"Ye-qing-yes." Ah Zhi read softly. "It's really a good word, a good name."

Listening to her soft Wuzhong accent, Ye Qingran was intoxicated, "You can just call me Qingran." Ah Zhi, I want to copy something, let me borrow it first. "

Ah Zhi smiled, raised her slender eyebrows, she was quite charming, like an orchid hidden deep in the mountains, emitting a strong fragrance faintly.

"I like the way you write. You just copy it, and I'll see it."

Qing Ran looked back at her and smiled.

What a blessing to meet such an elegant and gentle woman in this shabby alley!
Although she was dressed plainly and even a bit shabby, the intelligence and gentleness exuded from her bones made her look even more radiant!

While copying, Qingran glanced at Ah Zhi from time to time. The girl was really intoxicated, staring intently at the pen in her hand, and gesticulating with her right hand from time to time.

After writing more than ten sheets, Qing Ran was also tired, so she put down her pen and tidied up the papers.

"Thank you." Qing Ran said sincerely, "Azhi, you are really blessed to have so many books to accompany you."

Ah Zhi smiled lightly, "You can write such good characters, you must have read books, right?"

"I've read it, and I'm still in school!"

"I'm most envious of those girls who can go to school." Ah Zhi's face was full of intoxication, and her voice suddenly dropped a lot, "I see them walking by with their schoolbags at the entrance of the alley every day. Are the teachers in the school very strict?"

Ye Qingran was taken aback, a girl with such an elegant and self-cultivated conversation never went to school!How could she know so many characters and know that she could write well!
Ah Zhi's eyes were gloomy, and he said slowly, "My father was a scholar in the Xuantong year. He devoted his whole life to learning, and he had no hobbies except collecting books. I didn't expect that after the Qing Dynasty, and in the Republic of China, he couldn't lift his hands or shoulders. , I bought this bookstore with a little family property left by my ancestors. These days, there are a few rich people who study! My mother passed away early, there was no one to take care of the family, and my father was addicted to books. These books belonged to him. In exchange for pawning all the things that can be pawned at home, as far as I can remember, the family has often been unable to open the pot, let alone let me go to school to study! However, wandering in these books every day, I know a lot of words, and my father taught me Writing, but I can't write well."

The book in Qingran's hand slipped to the ground, Ah Zhi hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

Qing Ran was a little dazed, such a beautiful woman was in such an unbearable predicament.

"I'm sorry, Ah Zhi, I lost my temper." Qing Ran took the book.

"I slipped my tongue too." Ah Zhi smiled faintly, "Why did I tell you this when we met for the first time! I just think that you are not only beautiful, but also have good handwriting. I am too envious."

Qingran smiled miserably, envious, she actually envied herself, hey, now she doesn't even have freedom!

"Azhi, write a few words, I'll take a look."

Ah Zhi hurriedly sat down beside the small table, and began to write with a brush.

"Your handwriting is not bad, but it's too cautious, and it seems to have been done on purpose..." Qing Ran pointed out to her attentively.

"I always want to write well, and the more I think about it, the more deliberate I become."

"You need to be able to come and go freely when you use your brush. What you want is the feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water. Don't pay special attention to the quality of the font."

"Qingran, how about this word?"

"There is progress, Ah Zhi, you are very smart."

The two of you talked to each other, writing and writing stopped, and the morning time was fleeting.

"Ma'am—" Zhou Chuanming walked over with a smile.

As soon as Ah Zhi turned around, she happened to be stunned by Zhou Chuanming's bright smile.

In her 17-year-old life, she has been living in this small courtyard full of books, guarding this peaceful world alone. The stories of those talented men and beautiful women are in the book, and this man appeared so vividly in the In front of her, just like a bird that came suddenly disturbed the originally calm lake surface, ripples burst out.

Zhou Chuanming glanced at Ah Zhi, and said respectfully to Qingran, "Mr.'s colleagues have prepared a banquet at the hotel. Mister asked me to pick you up."

Qing Ran was chatting happily with Ah Zhi, when she heard Zhou Chuanming's words, her face suddenly changed color.

She didn't want to participate in the dinner parties of Tang Chengxun's extravagant and luxurious circles at all. She would rather be happy physically and mentally in this bookstore than to make false claims with those high-ranking officials and wives.

"Zhou Chuanming, there are too many good books here, I will leave after dark. For lunch, just ask Xue Qi to buy me some steamed buns."

"How can this be done!" Zhou Chuanming laughed, showing a surprised expression, "Ma'am, your greatest skill is to torment other people's hearts. Mr. Gu heard that you came with Mr., and specially prepared a dust-cleaning banquet for you. Don't go Not suitable!

Ye Qingran glanced around and said in a low voice, "Go and tell Tang Chengxun that I have come to Nanjing involuntarily, so why can't I do something I want to do!"

Ma'am, I'll bring you over after lunch, okay? ""no! "Ye Qingran's tone was cold and unquestionably tough. Although eating is a trivial matter, she doesn't want to compromise any more, and she doesn't want to go if she doesn't want to go. Why force herself!

"Ma'am, you have a hard heart and don't understand us at all." Zhou Chuanming frowned slightly under his playful face.

"I told you a long time ago, don't follow me."

"Qingran, you might as well go with this gentleman to have lunch and come back in the afternoon." Nan Zhiqiu's melodious voice came.

"This lady is really reasonable!" Zhou Chuanming looked at this delicate and delicate woman with a smile, and praised her.

Nan Zhiqiu's face immediately turned a faint rouge color.

(End of this chapter)