A life of clearness

Chapter 167: Is it a dream? Or not? Transformed into a butterfly (Part )

It was a warm spring day, approaching noon. As the gentle breeze blew into the room, Rong Qing glanced over and saw that several girls were not dozing off, but their eyelids were bleary and they were obviously sleepy.

This is not surprising. They have been copying the characters for nearly an hour, so it is normal that they cannot maintain their concentration.

After Rong Qing had a general understanding of the abilities of these students since the first lesson, she arranged them in the left, middle, and right positions according to their levels, and then arranged them in the front and back positions according to their height.

Rong Qing knew that different assignments were assigned to students with different abilities, but she just didn't say it out loud.

Rong Qing glanced to the right. Apparently, there were still some girls who were not only not feeling sleepy, but were even full of energy...

The young lady of the Zhou family was fair and tender, dressed in a goose yellow dress. At the moment, she was holding a brush in her hand but did not copy calligraphy. Instead, she dipped the brush in ink and smeared the braids of the thinner girl in front of her.

The thin girl trembled but dared not move, as if she moved, the ink would easily stain her clothes. So she could only lower her eyes and continue to copy the calligraphy seriously as Rong Qing asked, secretly hoping that Miss Zhou, who was sitting behind her, would get tired of it and stop.

"Ying'er." Rong Qing spoke slowly. The clear and melodious voice belonging to Mr. Yu Le was very pleasant to hear.

"How many words have you written?"

"Sir," the girl in the yellow dress stuck out her tongue, but she was not afraid of Rong Qing, "There is only one page left to copy."

Although Mr. Yu Le has a prominent background, he was invited by the Zhou family to teach, so he would naturally not embarrass the Zhou family's legitimate daughter in public.

As expected, Rong Qing did not say anything else, but turned to the thin girl sitting in front of Miss Zhou and said, "A Xiu, how much have you written?"

Zhong Xiu blushed when his name was called, and said awkwardly, "In reply to the teacher, I only wrote more than three pages."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the laughter of Miss Zhou and several other girls behind him.

It took nearly an hour to write only three pages. This level is undoubtedly at the bottom.

Zhou Jiying didn't care that the daughter of a small family could come to study, but Zhongxiu was arranged to sit in front of her, and she felt intuitively that the teacher valued Zhongxiu more, which made her unhappy. But it was a bit ridiculous to express this unhappiness, so Zhou Jiying said nothing.

After she suddenly teased Zhong Xiu, she was greatly pleased by Zhong Xiu's appearance of not daring to resist. Therefore, she repeatedly attacked him, and relied on her status to be fearless and did not restrain herself.

"A Xiu just started school yesterday, so she is not slow to write more than three pages." Rong Qing explained to everyone present on behalf of Zhong Xiu, and then said to Zhong Xiu, "Come over to my side and continue writing."

Zhong Xiu agreed in a low voice and was about to go forward with pen, ink, paper and other things...but Zhou Jiying behind her refused.

"Why can she go to write for the gentleman? Ying'er is coming too~" Her petal-like lips were slightly pouted, and her round eyes were a little moist.

Zhou Jiying seemed to be born knowing how to act like a spoiled child. No matter whether they were male or female elders, they would bow down to her in her sweet voice. She was even spoiled like a jewel in the palm of the family.

"You are progressing much faster. If you finish writing earlier, Ying'er can go out and play earlier, right?" Rong Qing answered patiently, "A Xiu is slower than you, so I will naturally watch from the side."

Zhou Jiying looked at Zhong Xiu's body that was frozen there and dared not move, and was coaxed by the teacher's words of praise and criticism. She replied sweetly, "Ying'er will show it to the teacher after she finishes writing, and then go out to play." Rong Qing nodded and waved to Zhong Xiu, "A Xiu, come here."

Zhong Xiu pursed her thin lips, placed her writing supplies on the desk, and then knelt down beside Rong Qing.

Rong Qing had already pulled out a sweat towel to wipe Zhong Xiu's braids, but when she leaned over to take a look, she discovered that Zhong Xiu's neck and back were stained with ink.

The stroke Zhou Jiying used to apply to Zhong Xiu's hair was filled with ink from the inkstone. Rong Qing saw it and wanted to call Zhong Xiu over, but Zhou Jiying interrupted her... Now the ink has seeped out, flowing down Zhong Xiu's thin neck into his inner clothes, and even his outer shirt has been stained with a small spot of ink.

"Sir." Zhong Xiu called out softly, his voice low.

Rong Qing shook her head. "Keep writing. I'll do mine, and you do yours."

Zhong Xiu was always obedient, so since the teacher had given her the order, she spread out the paper and traced patiently. Without Zhou Jiying harassing her from behind, she was obviously much faster.

Rong Qing patiently used a towel to wipe the wet ink off her hair.

Rong Qing did not help Zhong Xiu vent his anger on the spot because this illusion was different from the past. Rong Qing's consciousness was still clear and free, but it was restricted by the body of Mr. Yu Le.

She couldn't leave the Zhou family mansion! Rong Qing tried to walk out directly, but her body didn't listen to her consciousness and walked back directly. Rong Qing also tried to get others to take her out, but there were always unexpected events that prevented her from leaving, as if there was a force controlling her.

So, Rong Qing simply didn't rush to leave. Anyway, Zhong Xiu said that she had studied in a private school here for three days and attended classes for three or four months. Rong Qing couldn't leave now, maybe because Zhong Xiu hadn't come yet.

However, Rong Qing did not expect that she would stay here for an entire autumn and winter, and it was not until the end of spring that she finally waited for Zhong Xiu.

During the time she spent at the Zhou family's residence, she became more and more familiar with the girls there as she attended classes every day. Regardless of whether they looked quiet on the outside, they were all playful and naughty at heart. The slightest movement from the outside world would attract their attention.

There are four young ladies from the Zhou family studying here. Among them, Zhou Jiying is the youngest, but she is the most beautiful and the best at acting coquettishly, so the elders love her very much.

As Zhou's private school gradually accepted more girls from wealthy families in the town, the classroom became much more lively, and Zhou Jiying became the leader of this group of girls.

Rong Qing saw that Zhou Jiying was enjoying herself, so she ignored her. Anyway, she was worthy of the salary given by the Zhou family.

However, after Zhou Jiying conquered her elders, peers, and classmates at school, she set her sights on Rong Qing...

Although Ms. Yu Le had high demands and assigned a lot of homework, she had a gentle attitude and a great demeanor, so the children here, both big and small, not only did not dislike her, but instead vied to curry her favor.

Even if Zhou Jiying did something bad, Rong Qing never embarrassed her in public, at most she would say a few words to her in private, which seemed to be good for her. But Zhou Jiying could feel that the master's attitude towards her was not close.

This made Zhou Jiying very unhappy. How could anyone not like her? She must make her husband treat her as the apple of his eye!

(End of this chapter)