When Qingshan heard this, he complained about Dayang Shu, "Oh, uncle, she's just like that. Don't worry about it. Just be a nice person. She's still in good health and can still work. Her prey is enough to support the couple."
Doctor Li shook his head, "But this is embarrassing."
Qingshan didn't know how to answer these words. He must have been talking to the big poplar tree, but he couldn't just say that the elders had too many things to do.
"Uncle, what do you need me to do?"
Doctor Li raised his chin, "That woman of yours is actually a fair lady."
Qingshan raised his eyebrows, "What? Did you fall in love? I'm so tough, she has no chance to remarry."
…
Dr. Li said "What are you talking about, brat? What I mean is, let her teach Yang Shu. Practice some ladylike rules and teach her how to speak and behave like a woman."
It's not impossible to have green mountains hugging your shoulders, but the big poplar trees are not the same material.
Qingshan looked worried, "My wife... may not be willing to..."
Doctor Li hissed, "Isn't your wife looking at your face? I have to tell you, it's not okay to spoil your mother-in-law like this."
Qingshan responded directly, "Don't meddle in other people's affairs."
"Look at your coward who is addicted to beauty! Your wife is weak, can't she help it? I have a secret medicine, I will keep it to make you better."
…
Qingshan understood that every morning his wife complained that her whole body ached, and if she could take care of it, it would be worth it.
He blinked and felt a little loose, "But..."
Doctor Li pushed him, "Why are you hesitating! It's a small thing, but you can be harmonious. Isn't it worth it?"
If Qingshan is cruel, just be patient with Da Yangshu. "Okay! My wife can teach her, but she can only discipline her, not teach her. Don't let my wife worry endlessly."
Doctor Li snorted, "Is your daughter-in-law Jin Qiao? She is so precious. Okay, just ten days. Anyway, Yang Shu is not pregnant and can divorce at any time."
Qingshan couldn't help it anymore, "You old man. Don't you know as a doctor, how many people take several years to have children? Why are you so anxious?"
"Our family can't wait for several years. While I am light and healthy, I have to pass on medical skills to my family."
"Just pass it to Li Guyu."
"You don't understand. Li Guyu learned common medical skills, and I also have a set of secret skills to teach my grandson. Li Guyu's awakening was too late, and he couldn't learn it.
This is not just for our Li family, the whole village points to our family's medical skills. "
Qingshan said oh, that was because he was anxious to have a child, and one might not be enough. A gifted child has to be picked out.
"I wanted to give Guyu a gentle and sensible concubine who could have more children and be able to take care of us in a few years. That silly boy refused to live or die.
If the poplar tree becomes gentle and sensible, we hope that she will be the same when we grow old.
But no matter how rough and arrogant she is, she acts like a man. When I think about it, I feel miserable in my old age. You cannot follow Guyu. "
Qingshan's head hurts. "Then let's try it first."
…
Went back to the house and finished our meal in a hurry.
Linglong and the girl both stared wide-eyed, waiting for him to tell what Dr. Li was doing.
He sighed, "Uncle Li is not satisfied with his daughter-in-law. First, there is no movement in Yangshu's stomach after marriage. Uncle Li is anxious to have a grandson."
The second is that she doesn't know how to be gentle, and Uncle Li is worried about being sad in his later years. He was tempted to take a concubine. Li Guyu is a good person, but he disagrees life and death.
Uncle Li proposed that Dayang Shu should learn to be a virtuous and gentle woman. Actually, Uncle Li came here today to ask you to teach Big Yangshu the rules and etiquette. "
Linglong frowned. The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it. She touched her belly.
Qingshan was stunned when he saw her, "Daughter-in-law, I know you don't want to get involved with the feuding parents in the village, but Dayangshu grew up with me, so help her."
Linglong happily agreed, "From tomorrow onwards, she and Xiumei will be enlightened together."
She sympathized with Dayang Shu's plight, and was also a little sad that the rabbit died and the fox died.
…
Qingshan thought she would find it troublesome, and guessed that she would put forward some conditions.
At this time, he exclaimed happily and asked the girl to clear away the dishes, and he hurried to Dayangshu's house.
Tell Dayangshu: Starting from tomorrow, follow Linglong to become literate and learn etiquette.
Li Guyu quietly looked at Dayang Shu's face.
Li Guyu once tried to teach her how to read, but she refused and bullied him all afternoon by pressing him on the desk.
When he heard that Linglong wanted to teach him, Dayang Shu happily agreed.
…
Early the next morning, Qingshan led seven or eight men from the village to build a roof in the yard. The big pointed roof was supported by four pillars.
The entire yard is covered, and the eaves protrude out of the yard. If it rains in the future, the water will flow directly outside the yard.
…
Linglong took Xiumei to write down notes for half the morning. Then she looked up and saw that it was almost lunch time and the big poplar tree had just arrived.
Linglong looked at her, "Your class is divided into two subjects, etiquette and literacy. Literacy in the morning and etiquette in the afternoon."
Dayang Shu said naively, "Oh."
She took out a piece of paper and wrote a horizontal line, asking Dayang Shu to follow it, but she saw that the horizontal line was like a row of lifeless soft noodles...
Linglong rubbed her temples and said, "Xiumei, you write well. Please help me, Sister Yangshu."
Yang Shu looked at the mute girl, "Xiu Mei? It turns out your name is Xiu."
The sisters wrote another line.
…
In the afternoon, Yang Shu came here after having had enough sleep, so he felt free enough.
Li Guyu helped several people working in the yard.
…
The big poplar tree has entered the house.
Linglong raised her hand and said, "Sit."
Dayang Shukuacha slumped on the stool and threw his legs out, looking carefree and not at all subtle.
Linglong smiled and took out the rolling pin, snap.
The big poplar tree jumped out with a roar, and went to the yard to look at Qingshan, "She, she, she..."
Qingshan smiled and said, "You can do it!" Then his face changed and he shouted seriously, "Go back!"
She looked at the handsome husband again, with a look on her face, "Daughter-in-law, please bear with me."
Dayang Shu complained to no avail, so he returned to the house aggrieved and sat down at the table.
"Close your legs together. Place your hands on your knees. Place your feet in front of you or behind you."
Dayangshu sat up as Linglong said, unconsciously hunching her shoulders, and then the rolling pin straightened her back.
Oops, this feels so good, she bared her teeth for a long time. My heart says, it’s so hard to be beautiful.
Yes, she came here hoping to become beautiful.
People in the village said that since the dumb girl and sister-in-law Yan learned two tricks from Linglong, they have become more beautiful and attractive.
She also wanted to become beautiful and attract Li Guyu.
Linglong said, "Remember, this is how you sit. It cannot be deformed at any time. A correct posture shows respect for others and self-respect."
Dayang Shu blinked and said, "Hey, I remember."
"When talking to your peers, call yourself me. In front of your elders, call yourself a junior, a child, or your own name. Never use me again."
Dayang Shu nodded, "Okay!"
"Don't use any modal particles when speaking. Just answer, "Okay, Yes, I understand, I know."
Dayang Shu nodded again, "Okay."
Linglong felt that she was already looking good sitting upright and talking, so she said, "From now on, as long as you sit, you will sit in this posture. No other way of sitting is allowed."
Although Linglong's words were commands, her voice was soft and firm, making people uncontrollably convinced.
Dayang Shu had such a violent temper, but she taught him to be obedient.
