Shen Xiu was called "Axiu" twice by him, and he quickly accepted this slightly affectionate title. "If you teach me how to read, will it delay your studies?"
Wei Yan said: "No, since the academy is on holiday now, I will teach you at home this month!"
Of course, Shen Xiu wanted it. When she was a child, she was busy learning embroidery skills from her master, and she didn't study hard. Now that she had a rare opportunity, she had to seize it.
Wei Yan started teaching from the Three Character Classic.
Shen Xiu read it after the other person. She has a good memory and can recite it after reading it several times.
One of them was serious about teaching and the other was serious about studying. It only took them two days to finish studying the Three Character Classic.
In the past two days, Shen Xiu also took advantage of Wei Yan's break to embroider the two lines of poems written by Wei Yan.
She embroidered according to the small regular script written by Wei Yan, using the scattered stitching method she learned from Qian Chen's purse. This stitching method is suitable for embroidering characters. If you don't look carefully at the embroidered verses,
I thought it was written on it.
After the purse was embroidered, the medicine Shen Xiu boiled for Wei Yan was also cured.
Wei Yan's cold had recovered, so Shen Xiu divided the tonics bought from the drugstore into several portions according to the portions, and cooked a pot for him every day.
These tonics are indeed nourishing. After Wei Yan drank them for a few days, his face became less pale and he sweated less.
Shen Xiu took the medicine bowl from Wei Yan and said, "Ms. sir, I have to go to the county town today. I'll learn how to read from you tomorrow!"
Wei Yan was a very serious person. Since he said he wanted to teach Shen Xiu to read and write, he arranged an hour of reading and writing time for her every day. During this hour, Shen Xiu could not do anything else but read and read with him.
Shen Xiu studied very well at first, but later he felt that the ancient prose was too boring, and his motivation to study became less and less day by day.
Hearing Shen Xiu say that she was going to the county town, Wei Yan knew that she had done a lot of embroidery work in the past few days, so he nodded while holding on to the book: "Then you go ahead and catch up on what you need to learn when you come back in the evening."
Shen Xiu's face froze. She didn't expect Wei Yan to be so strict and not give her a day off, so she had to take the initiative and said: "Ms. sir, it will be almost dark when I come back. Besides, it won't be less than this day!"
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Wei Yan turned over the book in his hand and said, "If you want to say that, it's not a bad idea. Since it's not too late to read and write, I don't need to drink the medicine tonight. It won't be too late to drink it tomorrow."
"No, this medicine can't stop it." Shen Xiu said hurriedly.
Wei Yan raised his head and looked at her, "The medicine can't stop it, so can reading and literacy stop it?"
Well, she can't talk to him.
Shen Xiu could only reluctantly accept the fact that she had to continue studying at night.
She left the house with a resentful look on her face. When she arrived at the door of Xiuzhuang, she rubbed her cheeks, squeezed out a smile and shouted inside, "Shopkeeper Liu, I'm here."
Shopkeeper Liu was taking care of the accounts. Hearing this, he dropped his abacus and said, "My lady is here. What new styles of embroidery have you brought this time?"
Shen Xiu showed him several embroidered purse handkerchiefs. These purse handkerchiefs were not only embroidered with patterns of flowers and birds, but also embroidered with two poems that fit the occasion.
These verses were written by Wei Yan and Shen Xiu embroidered them according to his handwriting.
Wei Yan's calligraphy is beautiful and Shen Xiu's embroidery is good, so these poems are particularly pleasing to the eye.
Shopkeeper Liu looked at it again and again, "The little lady's embroidery skills have improved a lot."
Shen Xiu smiled modestly and said, "Thank you, the shopkeeper."
Shopkeeper Liu smiled and said: "I'm just telling the truth. When I saw these poems embroidered by the young lady, I remembered a business I just received in the store.
There is a Mr. Zeng in the city who is devoted to Buddhism. He wants our embroidery shop to help embroider a "Heart Sutra" and then donate it to Kaiyuan Temple outside the city before Guanyin's birthday.
It's just that several embroiderers in the embroidery village were busy embroidering screens for the Lu family, and I was a little worried about who should embroider the Heart Sutra. When I saw the word "little lady", I had an idea."
Shen Xiu asked: "Does the shopkeeper want to give me the job of embroidering the Heart Sutra?"
Shopkeeper Liu nodded: "I can trust the little lady's embroidery skills. The silk cloth and embroidery thread used to embroider the "Heart Sutra" are produced by our embroidery shop. The little lady can just do the embroidery."
Shen Xiu has come to this embroidery shop many times, and this is the first time she has received a job from the embroidery shop. She naturally knows that this is a sign of shopkeeper Liu's trust in her. If she can complete this job well, she will not have to worry about having no money in the future.
"Excuse my ignorance, when is Guanyin's birthday?"
Shopkeeper Liu said: "Guanyin's birthday is June 19th, and there is still more than a month left. The "Heart Sutra" only has 260 words, and the little lady should be able to embroider it. As long as the little lady can embroider it as scheduled, our embroidery shop will
I will pay you fifty taels of wages."
Shen Xiu calculated in silence that he could probably embroider a lot of words in a day and could finish it in half a month. Earning fifty taels of silver in half a month was equivalent to three taels of silver a day, which was still a good deal.
Shopkeeper Liu waited for her to agree, then brought her some silk cloth and embroidery thread, "I think the calligraphy the lady has embroidered on this veil is pretty good. It would be great if the Heart Sutra could also be embroidered with this calligraphy."
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When Shen Xiu heard people complimenting Wei Yan on his good calligraphy, he smiled slightly and said, "My husband wrote the calligraphy. I don't deserve the praise of the shopkeeper."
Shopkeeper Liu heard that this calligraphy was written by Shen Xiu's husband, and he smiled and said: "It seems that the young lady is very lucky. I don't think she can practice this calligraphy in ten or eight years. If the young lady has such a progressive husband, in the future
Just wait and enjoy the blessings!”
Shen Xiu said a few words of humility on her face, but she thought in her heart that it is not a good thing for her husband to be too ambitious. She has to study hard when she comes home after running around for a day. Who can understand her difficulty?
Because this was not easy, when Shen Xiu went to Huimin Pharmacy to buy tonics, she specially bought a tael of psoralen.
Psoralen was the bitterest medicine Shen Xiu had ever taken. When she read a medical book that said psoralen could treat weak spleen and kidneys, she bought some. However, she was so bitter that she doubted her life. She only took one sip and then drank no more.
Can't go down anymore.
Now that Shen Xiu was forced by Wei Yan to recite those ancient poems every day, it was inevitable that Shen Xiu had some teasing intentions. Since the other party was so persistent, don't blame her for being rude.
When Shen Xiu went home, the sun was setting.
Wei Yan was sitting on the bed reading a book. When Shen Xiu entered the room, he looked at him with great admiration. Ever since his health improved, he almost never left his book.
Shen Xiu asked herself that she was already diligent enough, but compared with this person, she was still far behind.
Wei Yan had long noticed Shen Xiu's gaze on him. He calmly turned over a page of the book and said, "Mom left some food for you in the kitchen. It should still be warm."
Shen Xiu took a few steps towards him and said, "There's no hurry. Mr. Sir, what do you think this is?"
Wei Yan raised his head casually and saw Shen Xiu taking out a purple hair pen from behind like a magic trick.
"I bought this from a bookstore. I see that my husband's pen is very old."
Wei Yan's eyes were a little more turbulent, he looked at the purple hair pen and said, "This isn't cheap, is it?"
Shen Xiu smiled and said: "It's not cheap, but I need help from my husband, so of course I have to express my gratitude."
"What help do you need from me?" Wei Yan said unmoved, "Let me tell you first, it is impossible for me to save you from reading and writing."