Ye Chuqing was busy trying to smooth things over, "Actually, those officials are annoying. I think they might immediately slip their shoes and pick their feet barefoot as soon as they get home."

"Chuqing, don't talk nonsense." Fu Fengyi smiled and cursed, turned to Ding Yiyi and said, "Yiyi, we don't care about it at home. When you go out, you should pay more attention to it, right?"

Ding Yiyi had no choice but to answer, "Yes, grandma."

Fu Fengyi asked the butler to bring a pair of chopsticks, and asked Ding Yiyi to hold the chopsticks in her mouth and smiled, while saying: "Women in the upper class should be able to laugh. They are meticulous and meticulous. Others think that you are not easy to get close to. Smiling too big or too small will make people feel dissolute or petty, so the standard smile is to reveal eight teeth."

She glanced at Ding Yiyi, who was holding chopsticks in her mouth, reached out and pulled her cheek, pulled out a satisfactory curve before saying, "Just keep this position for an hour."

Perhaps because she was afraid that Ding Yiyi would have any ideas, she added another sentence, "I practiced this way before, and I did this just for your own good."

Ding Yiyi bit her chopsticks and nodded silently. Did Fu Fengyi smile on her face? She took Ye Chuqing's hand and said, "Chuqing will accompany her grandma to take it away?"

Under the white tent in the garden, the servant put the cake and milk on the table. Ye Chuqing was a little worried, "Grandma, isn't an hour too much? Sister-in-law can't stand it."

"She is not as spoiled as you. She must have the strength of her growth environment." Fu Fengyi took a sip of tea and said slowly.

In the living room, Ding Yiyi was standing with her chopsticks biting her chopsticks. The muscles on her face were already stiff and sore. It became a luxury to try to move. She could only rely on her constant blinking to distract her attention.

She didn't know how long she had been standing, but she felt that her cheek muscles were completely unable to move and she was so numb that she didn't feel anything.

The housekeeper happened to walk in and said in surprise: "Mrs. Young Madam, why are you still here? Didn't the old lady come? Three hours have passed."

Ding Yiyi shook her head silently, and her teeth holding the chopsticks almost loosened, so she hurriedly held it in her mouth.

The housekeeper hurried out to find Fu Fengyi. After a while, Fu Fengyi walked in slowly and said, "It's only been three hours, I think I was here too."

When Ding Yiyi heard her say this, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she still hid the sadness and stood there waiting for her.

"Oh, Yiyi, your movements are completely unstandard." Fu Fengyi said to see this.

Ding Yiyi's face froze, and she could only stare at her with big eyes, and the latter said, "Then let's take a rest first."

After taking off the chopsticks, she closed her mouth, and the muscles on both sides couldn't help but twitch, and her mouth was sore and swollen. She swallowed in discomfort.

The servant had been waiting with a book, and Fu Fengyi handed it to her, "When we take a break, let's practice walking posture. The walking posture of women in the upper class should not be described as graceful. It is a manifestation of women in the wind and dust. A woman's charming walking posture should be elegant, with her pace not slow, and her arms swaying slightly back and forth."

After she finished speaking, she signaled Ding Yiyi to put the bookshelf on her head and start walking. Ding Yiyi's mouth hurts so she could only nod in silence.

The heavy book fell down on her head, hitting the carpet and making a dull sound. She hurriedly bent over to pick it up.

"Yiyi, you have to walk until the book cannot fall, otherwise you will really not give parents Ye a face when you arrive at the scene." Fu Fengyi said bitterly.
Chapter completed!