The whole family finished eating thoughtfully, and He Xiner helped Wang put away the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen. It was already dark, so Wang could only light another fire, just in time to boil some hot water, which was all burned before.
The osmanthus leaves are almost used up.
The firewood in the stove became more and more prosperous, and the firelight illuminated the surroundings of the stove. Mrs. Wang squatted by the stove and washed the dishes.
He Xiner also washed her face, and Wang wanted to make some medicine. He Xiner didn't wait for her and signaled to her to go back. Wang said: "Look at your feet, don't fall."
He Xiner nodded and left. The stars in the sky were shining brightly. With the faint starlight, He Xiner went to Dongkua Courtyard. Ye Xusheng was waiting for her. When he heard the familiar footsteps, he immediately opened the door: "Second sister, come in quickly.
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Smiling sweetly at him, He Xiner walked into the room. Ye Xusheng closed the door and said, "Sit down." He also sat at the end of the desk.
He Xiner sat opposite him and looked at the paper on the table. It seemed that he was writing.
Ye Xusheng smiled gently, "I just copied a few pages of the book and was about to put them away. Are you going to read or practice calligraphy today?"
He Xiner tilted her head and thought for a while, then pointed at the brush, indicating that she wanted to practice calligraphy. Ye Xusheng chuckled: "Then you can continue practicing calligraphy, and I will sharpen the ink for you."
Pointing to his book, He Xiner asked him to continue with his business. Ye Xusheng shook his head: "I have memorized all the books. It's okay. You can practice calligraphy."
He Xiner did not insist anymore. One of them was grinding ink and the other was practicing calligraphy. The black and oily kerosene lamp was gently shaking the dim light. The shadows of the two people on the ground were very long. There was a sound of crickets in the courtyard.
Calling, the early autumn night is quiet and beautiful.
I practiced all the calligraphy I learned, and although it doesn’t look good, I can finally write it.
He Xiner estimated that it was about nine o'clock, so she put down her pen and said goodbye. Ye Xusheng stood up and opened the door. The cool wind blew, and He Xiner subconsciously shrank her neck and rubbed her arms again. It was getting cold.
"Second sister, please wait a moment."
As he spoke, Ye Xusheng hurriedly walked into the back room and came out with a coat in his hand. Ye Xusheng said, "This is my new coat. I haven't worn it yet. You put it outside."
He Xiner looked at him with confused eyes. She couldn't wear men's clothes either.
"Pfft"
Ye Xusheng smiled, "I'll send it to your door and I'll come back. Let's go."
Then he put some clothes on He Xiner, took her arm and walked across the courtyard to the west.
The country people were reluctant to light the lamp at night and went to bed very early. All Lao Ye's family was asleep, and the two of them walked quietly in the night. Although the villagers could not afford to build brick houses, they occupied a large area. From the east cross courtyard to
The West Cross Courtyard is also not very close.
When they arrived at He Xiner's house, He Xiner opened the door and went in. She took off her clothes and handed them to Ye Xusheng who was standing outside the door. He took the clothes and said, "Close the door quickly. It's cold outside. I'm leaving."
He Xiner watched him leave before closing the door and getting on the kang. The room was pitch dark, so she could only get on the kang to sleep.
Fortunately, the room was not cold now. He Xiner covered herself with a quilt and thought about the words she had learned. Her eyes were so heavy that she couldn't open them and she fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up, the sky had just turned white, and He Xiner lay in bed for a while again.
He rolled his eyes. Xiao Qian was supposed to be cooking today, but she ran away. Maybe it was still her mother's job, so she had to get up.
Yawning again, she lazily got up, rummaged through the old wardrobe, and frowned at the few pieces of clothing. She didn't care whether they looked good or not, but the day was getting more and more...
It's getting colder and colder, and she is the most afraid of the cold. Looking at this simple house again, she feels sad~
She was used to wearing these clothes, and she dressed in style. She didn't comb her hair. She carried the tub to the backyard. She had to ask Wang to comb her hair. She only knew how to comb her hair in a ponytail.
When I got to the backyard, I saw that Ms. Wang was indeed there. She had just heated up the hot water. When she saw her coming, she smiled and said, "Why do you get up so early? Come here, mother will comb your hair."
He Xiner smiled sweetly and walked to the stove. Wang washed her hands and gave her a simple bun.
He Xiner was unable to complain. Is this a maid?
Who wouldn't know how to do it? Just do whatever you want. Although the ponytail is neat, it always looks a bit weird here.
He Xiner finished washing, took the wooden basin back to her room, and returned to help Wang. This chapter has been completed!