In the eighth year of Chongming, it was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Since the beginning of the Mao period, Rongfu and Ningfu have been in full swing. In both houses, the door gods, couplets, signs, and peach charms have been repainted, giving them a completely new look.

The main gate of the Duke's Mansion is open all the way from the main gate, the ceremonial gate, the hall, the pavilion, the inner hall, the three inner gates, the inner ceremonial gate and the inner gate to the main hall.

In the Mozhu Garden, there are also lanterns and colorful decorations.

Jia Yun walked through the corridor wearing a white long-sleeved suit. Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he had just returned from an outing. As for what he was going out for, it was nothing more than a martial arts performance in the countryside.

Even though today is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Jia Yun still goes his own way and does his own things. Anyway, in Jia's house, he is just an idler, no one cares about him, so why not do it.

After Jia Yun returned to the small courtyard, as soon as he entered the foyer, he saw Qingwen's little buttocks on the table in the north of the central hall, lying there with a pen and writing something.

On a beautiful face, the brows were furrowed and the thin lips were pursed tightly, staring at the paper as if looking at an enemy.

Suddenly Qingwen dropped her pen on the desk in annoyance and spat: "I won't write anymore! Why are you so stubborn!"

Jia Yun couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this.

"Hey...the uncle is back." Qingwen was losing her temper. She became even more dissatisfied when she heard the ridicule, but when she saw it was Jia Yun, she greeted her in surprise.

Jia Yun ignored Qingwen, stepped forward and bent down to pick up the pen holder that had fallen to the ground, and said angrily: "The pen holder has provoked you. I see you getting angry all day long. I think you have itchy skin." , I can’t get enough of a beating.”

Qingwen was unhappy when she heard this. She curled her lips and snorted, complaining secretly: "Isn't this because I am angry and irritable and can't hold it back? I really don't know how to care about others."

Jia Yun sat on the yellow pear wood chair and picked up the paper Qingwen used to practice calligraphy and looked at it. He saw eight characters crookedly written on the paper - Ming Feng Zai Bamboo, Baiju Food Court.

Qingwen looked at Jia Yun's twitching mouth with a blush, knowing that the writing was ugly, so when Jia Yun was distracted, she grabbed the paper, tore it into pieces, and scattered it on the floor.

Jia Yun frowned and looked at Qingwen, who was becoming more and more unruly these days.

Let’s just talk about this calligraphy practice. When I first started learning calligraphy, I used to be very serious about it. This month, it has not been more than a month, and I have become more and more perfunctory. It’s just that I can’t write well, and my attitude is so wrong. It’s really a three-minute heat.

Or Jia Yun indulged Qingwen too much. Seeing that Qingwen was a little girl, he became more and more indulgent. If Jia Yun really followed the sixteen-character learning process of Jia Yun, how could the Thousand-Character Essay reach the level of "The phoenix is ​​in the bamboo," Baiju Food Court"....

Look at her appearance, she needs to be taken care of.

Then Jia Yun said in a deep voice: "Go get the ruler."

Qingwen's face turned pale when she heard this. She originally thought that Jia Yun would not care about this with her, but she didn't expect that Jia Yun acted like this to punish her. Thinking of this, Qingwen couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

However, looking at Jia Yun's cold eyes, he still reluctantly took the ruler from the cabinet shelf.

Jia Yun took the ruler and said coldly: "Stretch out your hand."

Qingwen pursed her lips and stretched out her white palm. Jia Yun was not polite and waved her hand.

Just hearing a "pop" sound, a clear red mark appeared on Qingwen's white palm...

I thought that Jia Yun would pretend to "punish" him a few times as usual, but I didn't expect that Jia Yun would be so "cruel" and act without seriousness.

Qingwen gritted her teeth and said nothing, staring at Jia Yun, but her pair of charming peach blossom eyes were full of mist, weeping and complaining, arousing pity.

Jia Yun would not spoil her. He snorted coldly and reprimanded: "You little girl, you are used to being lazy. In the past, your handwriting was quite straight, but look at it. Not only the handwriting is crooked, but your attitude is so bad."

Be upright and tear up the paper properly. If you don't want to practice calligraphy, I won't force you. From now on, I won't care about you."

Qingwen was originally stubborn, but now she got on top of it and became even more unwilling to give in: "Just leave it alone, I don't want to learn from you yet."

Qingwen was full of resentment when talking about this calligraphy practice. She promised to teach her how to practice calligraphy, but Jia Yun often taught her how to pronounce the calligraphy a few times, then let her go and practice on her own. She didn't look like a master at all.

It's so pitiful that Qingwen can't even hold a pen smoothly. There are many chores in the yard, and she can't write well. Jia Yun just doesn't have the patience to teach her. He also blames her. Qingwen feels very aggrieved at this time.

Jia Yun raised his eyebrows, Qingwen's temper made things difficult to deal with...

Originally, he planned to teach Qingwen a lesson, but he didn't expect that Jia Yun was too harsh. Qingwen seemed to be rebellious. Speaking of this girl's age, she was in the rebellious stage.

After a pause, Jia Yun did not intend to continue the lesson. He put down the ruler and said, "If you don't want to learn, then you won't learn. Go clean the floor. The shredded paper is scattered all over the floor. What does it look like?"

"...What's wrong with me throwing it on the floor? I clean it every day, so it doesn't bother you." Qingwen gritted her teeth, obviously still blaming Jia Yun.

Jia Yun couldn't help but feel helpless when he looked at Qingwen, who had a bad temper. Except for her venomous mouth, this little girl was very good in other aspects. Jia Yun really didn't want to punish her, but she had such a temper.

Otherwise, I wanted to sharpen Qingwen's temperament through practicing calligraphy, but I didn't expect that Qingwen would still be so stubborn after nearly a month...

Even if Jia Yun admires Qingwen, a little girl, he can't spoil her. If she doesn't practice calligraphy well, she won't act like a maid. This is unacceptable.

Seeing Jia Yun's face becoming darker and darker, Qingwen was also a little panicked and muttered: "Just go, what's the big deal."

After saying that, Qingwen turned around and left, seemingly planning to find a dustpan.

When Jia Yun saw that Qingwen was still so stubborn, he waved his hand with a ruler.

"ah......"

Qingwen turned around and looked at Jia Yun fiercely, her hands couldn't help but protect her semicircle, which was beginning to take shape, and her face became more and more rosy.

Jia Yun didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "If you talk too much, your mouth will be broken sooner or later. If you don't go do your job."

Qingwen gritted her teeth and turned to go to the yard to get tools to work.

When Jia Yun in the hall saw Qingwen leaving, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He recalled Qingwen's scream and said to himself: "This little girl's voice... is really crisp...

....”

Thinking of this, Jia Yun shook his head and put away his filthy thoughts. He guessed that Jia Yun had not eaten meat for a long time and was stunned. After some time, he would have to go to Jiaofangsi to spend time. This is holding back.

, hurting the body is not...

After a while, Qingwen walked in with a dustpan and her head lowered, and she cleaned the floor honestly. She only looked up at Jia Yun from time to time, seeming to still blame Jia Yun for being "rude", but in the end she couldn't bear to blame Jia Yun.
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