Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 187 The Overbearing Little Village Girl (1)
Sure enough, He Liancheng just glanced at the handwriting on the paper and frowned, "Is this what you wrote?"

There was a bit of disbelief in his tone, and a bit of sarcasm.

Mu Xiang could tell that the blood on his nose had also coagulated and stopped flowing. He turned over neatly, changed from a supine position to a prone position, half stood up, grabbed the paper in his hand, and looked at it. A few glances.

It's still the usual level, and it's not too bad.

Well!Well, in the eyes of her who doesn't know calligraphy, it's pretty good.

She pouted and raised the paper in her hand, "What's the problem, horizontal is horizontal, vertical is vertical, left is left, it's very polite, I don't want them to be masters of calligraphy, as long as they can recognize the written characters. "For Mu Lang and Cai Yun, her expectations are really not high.

She would not force the two of them to do such a hard thing like studying dead books for ten years.Reading is to broaden one's horizons, to be literate and rational, and not to be blinded by blind eyes.If Mu Langzhi wasn't taking the exam, she wouldn't have any objections, as long as he was happy.

He Liancheng wiped his forehead, seemingly speechless, "Even if you don't become a great calligrapher, at least you have to write decently, Mu Lang, go get a pen and ink."

Mu Lang hurried away again, and came in with a pen and ink in the blink of an eye.

He Liancheng took the pen, glanced at Mu Xiang, who still had a face full of indifference, and swiped the pen.Rewrote all the words they had written.

Just as the words under He Liancheng's hands were slowly forming, Mu Xiang's originally lazy eyes slowly widened, and her breathing became disordered.

Such beautiful handwriting, as expected of He Liancheng, words are like people, and people are like words.

The words he wrote are majestic and powerful, like a falcon spreading its wings, like a roaring plain, or like a dragon swimming in the deep sea.

Compared with his handwriting, the handwriting written by Mulang and Caiyun is downright ugly.Not to mention that, some scumbag who claims to be talented.If he really complied with the cheap words, he is not worthy to lift He Liancheng's shoes.

Mu Xiang shrank her hands subconsciously, well, she had to admit that her handwriting was also ugly.

"Brother Helian, your handwriting is really beautiful," Mu Lang and Caiyun stared at the words written by He Liancheng, dumbfounded.Appreciating beautiful things, everyone has talent, it has nothing to do with knowledge.

He Liancheng put down the pen, patiently pointed to the words on the paper, and taught them how to start the pen, how to walk, and the most important thing is the gesture of the two of them holding the pen, which needs to be well practiced.

Serious man, really handsome.Mu Xiang looked at his stern expression, his sharp side face like a knife carving, the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he felt.

Looking at it, I just feel my heart beating faster.

Looking down, along the firm chin, he aimed at the protrusion on his neck.

The thing rolled slightly due to the movement of his speech.Mu Xiang couldn't help but swallowed her saliva.

It was a very slight movement, but it attracted He Liancheng's searching eyes.

Mu Xiang is so embarrassing, peeking at the man's Adam's apple, and was caught, and he was thrown to death.

He Liancheng raised the corners of his sexy lips and smiled wickedly, "If you want to watch it, just watch it boldly, anytime and anywhere!"

boom!
Mu Xiang heard the sound of something exploding in her head.

In a fit of anger, she chose to escape, and pulled the quilt over her head, adhering to the principle that what is out of sight is pure.

Seeing her cute behavior, He Liancheng smiled like a spring breeze.

Mulang and Caiyun didn't understand the conversation between the two of them.

Caiyun tilted her head and looked at the two of them, "Why do I feel that you are talking more and more strangely, I can't understand a word."

Mu Lang also came to join in the fun, "Whatever Eldest Sister wants to watch, I want to watch too."

Mu Xiang hid under the quilt, really wanted to make herself invisible, these two brats, do they have to get to the bottom of it?
He Liancheng folded his arms and smiled comfortably, "I don't know what your eldest sister is thinking, why don't you ask her yourself, you two go to bed early, and from tomorrow onwards, I will teach you how to post."

The two of them don't understand what Lintie is, but it doesn't matter, as long as He Liancheng understands it.

Hearing that their conversation had come to an end, Mu Xiang didn't dare to hide anymore, her nosebleed had stopped, so she should get out of the way, otherwise she would be murdered by him again later.

It's definitely not a good thing for a man to look too good-looking.

Watching her lead Mu Lang and Cai to go, they rushed out like a strong wind
The smile on He Liancheng's face was so strong that he stretched out his hand to grab the quilt that she had covered, and when she put it on her nose, there seemed to be a faint fragrance left.

This fragrance surrounded him the whole night last night, making him sleep very deeply and soundly, without a dream all night.

Besides, Mu Xiang ran back to the house, quickly closed the door, and leaned against the door to gasp for breath.

Sitting on the edge of the kang, Caiyun saw that she looked like she had seen a ghost, and said strangely: "Eldest sister, what's wrong with you, I think you've been out of order all night, and you've been out of your mind, so nothing happened, right?"

Caiyun was older, so her thoughts were naturally more delicate.

Mu Xiang patted her chest, walked over, and was about to take off her shoes and go to sleep on the kang, "There is nothing, don't think about it, go to bed quickly, there are many things to do tomorrow."

As she said that, she remembered what He Liancheng said about teaching them how to write.

"Since he can teach you better things, you both have to study hard. Although the eldest sister doesn't want you to become great talents, we can also study better and higher, so that those who look down on us will be ashamed! "

Caiyun got into the quilt, and after hearing what the elder sister said, she nodded slightly, "Yes, I will."

A good night's sleep, He Liancheng is like this, Mu Lang and Caiyun are also like this.Except for a few others.

Mu Xiang had a dream all night, but it wasn't a nightmare, even if there was He Liancheng in the dream, the good dream turned into a nightmare.

He An, Wu Qing, and other secret guards stayed overnight in a cave, and it was miserable in the cold.

Today is another sunny day. The snow on the path has melted a lot, but it is still quite muddy.

Chen Youfa was still driving the donkey cart, and went out to sell tofu with a heavy foot and a shallow foot.He doesn't come out to sell tofu every day now, because the weather is cold and tofu can be stored, so most people buy tofu and raise it in well water, sprinkle some salt in it, and the tofu can be preserved for a long time.

(End of this chapter)