Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 11 The Nurse and the Brother

On this day, the weather was fine, and Wanqing was walking in the garden with green grass, when she heard someone crying softly in the garden, she went around to look behind the big tree curiously, and saw a seven-year-old boy holding a branch The chaotic brush was stained with ink and scribbled on the face of a twelve or thirteen-year-old little girl. Every time I finished a stroke, I would pull the little girl's hair to wipe it, making the little girl's face dark and black, and her hair was also messy. It's out of shape.

"Second Lord, please hurry up... this servant...'s hair hurts..."

"What's the hurry, the second sister said, if I don't draw a turtle well today, my wife will pick it up tomorrow, and I will lose face. Don't move, try drawing again." The little boy looks pink and tender. So tender, well-dressed, covered with gold and jade ornaments all over her body, she looked like the son of a nouveau riche, Wanqing's face sank when she saw it, and she went forward to wipe off the brush in the boy's hand: "How did you become like this now? Don't you know how to draw a turtle with paper?"

The little boy was startled when he heard that, and when he raised his eyes to see her clearly, he immediately showed joy: "Third sister, I finally saw you. After you came back, I said I would go to see you, but my mother said I was a man. You can't just go to the boudoir of your sisters."

But at the age of seven, it was Wuji's time, why couldn't she go to her own sister's boudoir, Lin clearly wanted to separate herself from Cunxiao, so as to weaken the relationship between siblings.

Wanqing felt chills in her heart, looked at the look of admiration in her younger brother's eyes, felt a little sad, but her face was still stern, pointed to the little girl and said: "Xiangyun has served you for several years, how can you be so For her, what do you think of her? How can you do anything wrong at such a young age? "

The Lin family has one son and two daughters. The elder Gu Cunliang has been admitted to Juren a long time ago, and now he holds a small job in the household department. She treats Wanqing badly, but she is extremely conniving towards Cunxiao. Seeing Cunxiao's self-willed appearance now, Wanqing can guess what Lin has taught him on weekdays. I'm afraid she wishes he would fail!

Cunxiao finally saw Wanqing once, but was scolded by her, and sure enough, his eye circles turned red, he pouted and said, "My wife asked me to learn to draw, and I don't want to waste paper, her face is broken at the most washing That's right, the third sister finally saw me once, and she scolded me when she came up, no wonder the second sister said, it's better if you don't kiss me."

Gu Wanrong is the one who hates others the most. What kind of words can she say? After hearing this, Wanqing became more and more angry, "Do you always stay with your second sister? You should listen to what she said. Think about it carefully." I thought, why did she say these things? Is it because you wish you didn't like me, sister?" Having said this, she sighed again, gently pulled Cunxiao over, and took the handkerchief to help him wipe away his tears: "You know you need to be economical. It’s very good, my sister shouldn’t scold you. If you want to draw, there are many ways to not waste paper. It doesn’t have to make the people in front of you uncomfortable, right? You can use a branch to draw on the sand, or you can draw on mud. .”

Cunxiao laughed after hearing this, pulled Wanqing's hand and said, "Then sister teach me how to draw a turtle, I will never draw on Xiangyun's face again."

Xiangyun thanked Wanqing gratefully, broke off a branch and handed it to Cunxiao.

Wanqing squatted on the ground and taught Cunxiao how to draw a turtle. After all, he was a child. He was happier when he had someone to play with. He soon forgot the unpleasantness just now. Cunxiao really has a talent for drawing. Wanqing After teaching him twice, Wanqing wrote her name on the side of the turtle she drew, and said with a smile, "Well, this painting is my sister's famous work."

Cunxiao stared blankly at the painting on the ground with a red face, holding the branch without moving for a while, muttering: "Sister, I don't know how to write names."

The Gu family is a scholarly family, the boys have to enroll in family studies at the age of four, and Cun Xiao can't even write his name at the age of seven...

Wanqing suppressed the anger in her heart, and said with a smile: "Tell my sister, besides drawing turtles, what else have you learned?"

Speaking of what he is good at, Cunxiao immediately laughed, and counted with his little fingers: "I can draw rabbits, grass, and make cricket cages. Sister, my black general is very good. Liu Er, who is in charge at the front Bai Datou couldn't beat it either, I even won three taels of silver a while ago."

Not only did he not be allowed to go to school, but he was also taught some nonsense. If things go on like this, Cun Xiao will definitely become a playboy.

Looking at Cunxiao's big black and white eyes, Wanqing felt a burst of sadness, and stretched out her arms to hold him in her arms, "Cunxiao, do you believe in sister?"

Xu is rarely so close to others, Cunxiao struggled a little uncomfortably at first, but the little hand that Wan Qing caressed on his face was warm and soft, as if... um, like the mother he often dreamed about in his dreams Similarly, she raised her eyes and nodded solemnly without blinking her big eyes: "Well, Xiangmei said that only the third sister is my direct relative, and the third sister will definitely not harm me..."

Xiangmei is the big girl next to Cunxiao. She is also 13 years old.

"The elder sister tells you, from tomorrow onwards, you will only play crickets in front of people, and when there are no people from your wife's courtyard, come to your elder sister's courtyard, and my elder sister will teach you how to read, okay?" Wan Qing whispered in Cun Xiao's ear. whispered.

Cunxiao's eyes lit up, he nodded heavily again, and said in a low voice, "Sister, every day it's time for Huang's mother to go to his wife, so I will secretly visit you at that time, okay?"

Wanqing was happy to hear that, it turned out that Cunxiao was not confused, she understood in her heart.

The two siblings agreed on a time again in a low voice, and Cunxiao's nanny, Mama Huang, came and bowed to Wanqing, "Mrs. Zhang's wife and eldest aunt are back, and they are playing horse-sling in Madam's Fenglin courtyard. Ma'am I have a headache, let the second master help me choose two."

Wanqing smiled and said: "My wife really dotes on my second brother, he is a kid, playing with a horse hanger is just a joke, aren't you afraid that he will lose my wife's money?"

Huang's mother listened with pride: "Miss San doesn't know something. In the past, my wife likes to bring the second master to meet guests. When the wife has something to do, the second master will help play a few games. Let alone, our second master But it's really better than the wife's horse hanging, and my uncles and wives praised him as a good actor."

(End of this chapter)