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Chapter 21 Worry
Wang Jinyi placed her head on her mother's lap, feeling her mother's warm hands gently caressing her back.
The mother seemed to be whispering to herself:
"Yes, we are a family..."
My father and elder brother went to the provincial school, and only mother and daughter were left at home. The second courtyard returned to its former tranquility.
There was an unknown Ouyang Wenche in the yard, and two strange maids beside him. Whenever Wang Jinyi thought of them, she always felt uneasy.
After the mother calmed down, she took her daughter to Wang Wendong's study to find some enlightenment reading materials.
Generally, the books that children learn to read first are "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names" and "Rules for Being a Good Pupil and Child", while girls generally focus on learning "The Classic for Daughters".
After boys officially enter school, they mainly study the classics, history, and literature. After girls have started to learn, only capable families (not referring to financial resources here) and families with cultural requirements will allow them to continue studying the classics, history, or the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
As for numerology, astronomy, geography, technology, etc., learning was not common during this period, mainly because the relevant works and reading materials were not popular enough.
Most books are rubbings. Printing, one of the four great inventions, is affected by distribution and transportation, making the spread of knowledge extremely slow and greatly restricted!
In this era, knowledge comes at a high price. The number of books a family has is often a reflection of the family's heritage.
Wang Jinyi understood. No wonder the Chinese in the past liked to leave a study room in their decoration.
Even if living conditions are limited, people will keep a bookcase at home. It turns out that this is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years!
I entered my brother's study again. There was still a bookshelf full of books on the left side of the desk, and there were three small paper rolls on the empty bookshelf on the right side.
The mother walked over and unfolded her son's handwriting to admire it, then showed it to her daughter with a smile. The mother asked with a smile:
"Jin'er, can you understand what your brother wrote?"
Wang Jinyi rolled her eyes and decided not to know. In fact, at first glance, she knew that her brother was writing the first chapter of the Jinxuexue "Learning".
From the neat and tender handwriting, we can see the attitude of this child towards learning. He is upright in body, mind and pen. His handwriting is neat and dignified.
The brushwork is as immature as a fledgling, not free but still well-formed.
Thinking about how my writing skills were ruined by computers in my previous life, I mourned for myself with a moment of silence.
Afterwards, I calmly accepted that I had to survive in this life and that I could only study hard in such a family.
The first thing to do is to practice calligraphy. Oh! It's hard.
Wang Jinyi's thoughts had just ended when a figure passed by the study window. Wang Jinyi turned and ran towards the door.
His short legs were a bit of a hindrance, so he held onto the door frame and called out:
"Brother Ouyang! My little sister is here!"
The mother picked up her daughter from behind, holding a thin book in her hand. Wang Jinyi glanced at it and found it was the primer she had chosen for herself.
The mother and daughter walked out of the study. A few steps down the corridor of the east wing was Ouyang Wenche's room. The mother led her daughter to the door of Ouyang Wenche's room. Qingyu stood in front of the door:
"My wife is here, Master Ouyang."
After calling a few times, no one answered. My mother slowly walked down the porch. Aunt Fu hurried over. Wang Jinyi tugged at my mother's clothes and whispered in her ear:
"It's a sister."
The mother walked past the curtseying nanny, and stopped when she heard her daughter's words.
"Madame Fu, does your young master need anything else? Are you and your servant used to living together?"
Nanny Fu stood up and answered them one by one. Wang Jinyi saw that her mother was looking at Nanny Fu from head to toe, then said a few simple words and went back to the main room.
"Mom, I want to tell you something in private."
As soon as she entered the room, Wang Jinyi made a request. After her mother glanced at Qing'er, only the mother and daughter were left in the room.
"Mother, Mammy is a sister."
In fact, the mother already understood the situation, but she was also confused and had no one to talk to. After hearing her daughter's words, she did not stop her and asked:
"How did Jin'er know?"
"Madame Fu holds Jin'er. She is a sister."
The mother's suspicions were confirmed.
"These are mother's affairs, don't tell others!"
He stared at his daughter's eyes and said to her
Vision: “Remember?”
"Yes!" Wang Jinyi nodded firmly.
Hearing her daughter's affirmative answer, the mother smiled with relief as if she had received divine protection.
He stroked his daughter's fluffy hair.
The mother-daughter teaching time began.
For Wang Jinyi, who has undergone 16 years of formal education, been tortured by various examinations, and has an old soul for more than 20 years, learning the enlightenment reading materials for preschool children is a piece of cake.
The mother thought she would spend several days teaching the content, so she only read it through to her child once, and the focused and well-behaved little kid was able to recite it haltingly.
Although the mother was pleased with her daughter's precocity, she was also somewhat surprised.
Because she was full of doubts about the nanny, the mother ended the parent-child study and handed her daughter to the nanny. She took Zhu'er and the account book out to the upper room.
Looking at his mother's back, Wang Jinyi knew that his mother went to the upper room to find his grandmother, it must be because of his father's departure and the nanny's transformation.
Wang Jinyi missed her mother and couldn't go to help her, so she took her nurse and Qingyu to the tree in front of the courtyard, waiting for her mother to come back.
The spring wind is like a naughty child, always restless. Sometimes it runs through the trees, sometimes it lifts the hair around people's ears, and it always blows happily.
In order to kill time, Wang Jinyi picked up a small branch and wrote back and forth on the ground.
It has been a few days since Wang Jinyi came here. He took a small branch and recorded the events that happened in the past few days. In order not to be discovered, he could only write repeatedly on the ground.
But in the eyes of the nanny and Qingyu, it was their young lady repeatedly digging the soil with a tree branch. Wang Jinyi was afraid of being seen by Qingyu and the nanny, so she turned her back to them and looked back from time to time to see if anyone was paying attention to her.
The movement of the shadows of the trees reminded people of the passage of time. My mother had been gone for nearly two hours, and the maid who had gone with her had not returned either.
During this period, the wet nurse tried to persuade the young lady to go back to the west wing several times, but the young lady flatly refused.
Although she is only 3 years old, she is still a master. As long as the request is not excessive, the lady has the absolute right to decide.
Qingyu and the wet nurse looked at Wang Jinyi intently.
Wang Jinyi didn't dare to write anymore, so she changed to writing pinyin. She was tired of writing! She sat on a stone bench and sang a song.
Children don't pronounce words clearly, and Wang Jinyi deliberately didn't sing the lyrics clearly in order to protect her identity, so no one knew that Wang Jinyi was singing a song to say goodbye to her previous life.
“Whenever I can’t find the meaning of existence, whenever I get lost in the darkness, the brightest star in the night sky, please guide me forward…”
Listening to her own young lady singing non-stop, and when she sang happily, she even shouted and called out, making the wet nurse and Qingyu laugh so hard that they bent over.