Meng Zhaojun was once a lover of Chinese studies. She wrote good calligraphy and also studied historical Chinese painting. Little did she know that she died of old age and was reincarnated into the body of Mrs. Meng's newborn child.

She has not concealed her intelligence since she was a child, and is very conceited and proud. She indeed stands out among her peers and receives more love from her family.

Meng Zhaojun was accompanying his mother in the garden, and the eldest lady was drinking tea in the pavilion. Listening to the adults chatting, he felt quite bored. When he was considering whether to go to Tang Shunyan again, he saw Tang Shunyan sitting with his nanny and others.

Accompanied by several maids, he came to the garden.

She felt so pleasantly surprised that she wanted to go out, but suddenly she remembered that Tang Shunyan had not come even though she had invited her, and now that he had come on his own, she felt that Tang Shunyan was so disgusting that she was so angry that she refused to see him.

Tang Shunyan had a somewhat impatient look on his face. He was practicing calligraphy when the maid next to his mother said it was her mother's order for him to go to the garden to play with Meng Zhaojun. She frowned his little eyebrows and said reluctantly:

"Jufeng, you go back and report to your mother. Yan'er is practicing calligraphy. The homework assigned by the teacher has to be entertained by family members. It's best to invite the sisters at home to accompany you."

Ju Feng had long known that Tang Shunyan would say this and had to complete the task, so she could only whisper in his ear:

"Little Master, the little guest asked the Young Master to accompany him by name. The other girls in the family are all concubines, so how can they compare with the Young Master's status? Besides, the young Master should listen to what the young mistress said, otherwise

The young mistress is angry and is not good to the little brother."

Tang Shunyan stopped after listening to Jufeng's words. He glanced at Mrs. Li at the door with the pen in his hand. He couldn't make up his mind and asked his nanny for help.

Mrs. Li was watching Ju Feng talking to the young master in the room. The young master looked at her, and no matter how stupid he was, he could understand what the young master wanted to ask her.

She knew the temper of the young mistress very well. If she dared to say something bad, she would be convicted and she might be punished by not being able to go home the next time she visits relatives.

The day she goes back to visit relatives and see her children is her weak point. She has not been able to go home to see her children for a month, which adds up to two months. If she can't go back to see her children again, she might go crazy.

She also knew that a pregnant person should not be stimulated. She was not as humble as she was and had to work. The young mistress had a precious body and if she could not be affected, it would affect the fetus. She understood this and persuaded the young master:

"Young Master, listen to Miss Jufeng, a little guest is here. You may as well go out to play. You have been practicing for a while and you should have made some progress."

Tang Shunyan listened to the nanny's words and looked down at the handwriting he had just written. It was indeed with the encouragement given to him by Meng Zhaojun that his handwriting seemed to be much better than before. Maybe he should go out for a walk instead of reading.

Meng Zhaojun, you can also go to the garden to relax.

Tang Shunyan came to the garden pavilion. He first saluted in front of his grandmother, and then saluted the guests and elders. When he saw Meng Zhaojun turning his head and not looking at him, he didn't say much and sat down in an empty seat.

Mrs. Li poured tea for the young master, then bowed to the eldest lady and the guests and stepped aside.

The eldest lady glanced at Jufeng behind Tang Shunyan and understood that her daughter-in-law had ordered her grandson to come out to play in the garden.

I just heard what the little guest said. Her grandson would rather write in the room than play with the little female guest. She understands that boys and girls have different ideas about playing. She doesn't force her grandson to play with girls if he doesn't like it.

Besides, she doesn't like that her grandson behaves like a little girl, without any masculinity.

She is very supportive of her grandson who likes to study hard. She understands that her daughter-in-law is too preoccupied and a bit petty, but she followed her when she was pregnant with her grandson.

"Grandson, how are you doing with the writing and reading books that you taught me?"

Tang Shunyan glanced at his grandmother and then at Meng Zhaojun. If it were in the past, he would have learned very well, but after Meng Zhaojun showed his good words, he did not dare to say such good things in front of her.

Discourse.

"Grandma, my grandson is studying hard."

"Huh, no matter how serious you are, you still don't care about me. You'd better stop going out to play and go back to the study to practice your calligraphy!" Meng Zhaojun couldn't help but say sarcastic words after hearing Tang Shunyan's words.

Tang Shunyan lowered his head after hearing Meng Zhaojun's words and did not reply. If his mother hadn't sent him here, he would definitely not have wanted to come, let alone listen to the sarcastic remarks.

After hearing what the little female guest said, the eldest lady's smile disappeared and she frowned. She felt a little annoyed. An adult couldn't be as knowledgeable as a child, so she reluctantly smiled again.

"Zhaojun, don't be rude."

Mrs. Meng did not expect that her daughter would be so rude in front of the master today. She is usually spoiled and can say anything at home.

This was outside, in front of other people's families. As a mother, she was also very proud. Her daughter had such a talent, but she could only let others discover it and could not praise it in front of others.

Wouldn’t that be like selling melons to someone else? The behavior of praising and boasting may be annoying to others.

"Mom, I'm not wrong. I compared it with Tang Shunyan just now. He has seen my good handwriting, and his handwriting is not as good as mine. This is true!"

Meng Zhaojun was scolded by her mother. She would only pamper her and would not scold her mother in front of others. She felt even more aggrieved when she scolded her in front of outsiders.

Mrs. Meng wanted to say something else, but seeing her daughter's expression so aggrieved, she couldn't bear to say anything to her anymore.

The eldest lady felt a little annoyed when she heard the female guest talking about her grandson like this, but she could only smile and smooth things over by saying:

"Miss Meng's talent is really worthy of praise. My grandson is still young, so he has to work harder, haha."

After hearing Mrs. Tang's words, Mrs. Meng said with a smile: "The young master of the Tang family is already quite good. He can work so hard and is a good boy."

The two wives had the same idea that they could not let the children continue this topic, otherwise the two children might quarrel and quarrel, so they changed the conversation and talked about the latest fashionable fabrics and gold and silver jewelry.

Tang Shunyan sat aside obediently and said nothing. He was not interested at all in what the adults were talking about. He looked at the garden plane and saw butterflies flying on the flowers. He couldn't help but move toward the butterflies flying on the flowers.

I'm going to catch butterflies.

Meng Zhaojun noticed Tang Shunyan's movements, and she was not idle either. She asked the maid next to her to find a small net bag for catching butterflies.

There was a boy, a girl, and two 3- to 4-year-old dolls running after butterflies in the garden.

The maid took the small net bag, and they had another small net bag in their hands. They were constantly chasing the butterfly, trying to catch the butterfly with their small net bag.
Chapter completed!