Being scolded by Jia Huan, Qingwen pouted her lips and stood there in aggrieved manner, not daring to make a sound.
Jia Huan is quite satisfied with Qingwen's attitude. This girl, from the beginning, was sharp-tongued, but now she finally understands some rules.
Jia Huan said patiently: "Qingwen, we are originally from the West Mansion, so you can just watch the Dong Mansion's jokes."
"Now you are also the master of Dongfu. Dongfu's reputation is already bad enough. How can you stand up to people's slander? Now you want to protect Dongfu's reputation. How can you tolerate people talking nonsense?"
After hearing what Jia Huan said, Qingwen said aggrievedly: "Third Master, I heard this from someone when I was in Xifu."
"I think Grandma Xiaorong is a bitch. As a woman, I can't stand her coquettishness. Now that she has no man, I'm afraid that the third master will be confused by her. There is a generation gap between you. of……"
It turns out that this girl is jealous and is afraid that she will be confused by Qin Keqing. What is the difference in seniority? Is seniority a problem?
Jia Huan couldn't help laughing and said: "Qingwen, you have so little confidence in the third master? With you guys guarding the third master, the third master can keep himself clean, so how can he care about the food outside? You are the people around me. Don't others know that? Don’t you know yet?”
Qingwen blushed, bit her lip and said, "It's really hard to say what Third Master said. In Third Master's mind, are we the ones who are sour and jealous?"
Jia Huan laughed and said, "Look at you, your lips are so pouty that you can wear a bottle of oil, can't you?"
Qingwen became even more miserable after what Jia Huan said, while Caiyun and Xiao Jixiang secretly covered their mouths and laughed.
Qingwen was furious, and she said angrily: "I called you two little prodigals, but instead of speaking for me, you just looked at my jokes. Now let's see if I tear your mouths apart."
After saying that, he rushed towards the two of them with bared teeth and claws.
Caiyun and Xiao Jixiang were so frightened that they turned around and ran away.
Little Jixiang was still young after all, and before he could even run a lap, he was caught and tickled by Qingwen. Little Jixiang's face turned red from laughter and he was almost out of breath.
Jia Huan smiled hurriedly and stepped forward to separate the two of them. Xiao Jixiang said angrily: "Sister Qingwen, you bullied me when I was young. When I grow up, I will come back with revenge!"
Qingwen frowned and sneered: "Oh, you still hold grudges at such a young age? Haven't you grown up yet? I want to bully you every day to see what you can do to me?"
Jia Huan pulled the two of them to the desk and said, "Okay, stop making trouble and start studying."
A night of silence.
The next day, Jia Huan went to the Imperial College early, made a cup of tea first, and then started his leisurely life of reading documents.
When I got tired of reading Huizi's book, I started to continue writing teaching materials.
Before the page was finished, Princess Anle walked in from outside.
Jia Huan couldn't help but smile when he saw it. Didn't he leave in anger yesterday? Why are you here again now?
Princess Anle seemed to be still angry and ignored Jia Huan. She moved a spoon and sat down.
She got paper and pen, took the textbook written by Jia Huan, and started copying it.
Jia Huan smiled when he saw it and continued writing his own teaching materials.
After a while, Princess Anle couldn't help but ask: "Jia Huan, I see in your textbook that everything is composed of molecules."
"Isn't it true that we humans and the clothes we wear are all made up of molecules? Then tell us, what molecules are we and the clothes we wear made of?"
Jia Huan was not prepared to write down the theory of the microscopic world such as molecules and atoms at first.
Because based on the current level of science and technology, it is impossible to prove this and it is difficult to convince people.
But without writing down this set of theories, some subsequent chemical equations cannot be developed because there is no theoretical support.
So after some thinking, he wrote it.
Nowadays, although the Mohist family has unique attainments in mechanism puppets, they are still at the stage where they know it but don't know why.
Once they master chemical equations and other theories, Jia Huan believes that they will make great progress in a short period of time.
After hearing Princess Anle's question, Jia Huan explained: "The composition of our human beings is very complex and is not made up of a single molecule. The highest content in the human body is carbon..."
Following Jia Huan's explanation, Princess Anle understood something, but not completely.
In this day and age, this kind of micro theory is hard to accept.
Princess Anle began to copy again, and asked questions when she encountered questions she didn't understand.
And the questions she asked turned out to be increasingly tricky, and some of the questions allowed Jia Huan to discover problems in the teaching materials.
This was an unexpected surprise for Jia Huan.
After lunch, the afternoon continued as usual.
While Princess Anle was copying, she suddenly noticed that Jia Huan was starting to pack up the manuscript.
Princess Anle couldn't help but ask: "Jia Huan, why don't you write anymore?"
Jia Huan smiled and said: "It's worth it at this point. It won't be too late to write the manuscript tomorrow."
Princess Anle couldn't help but said: "Time flies so fast?"
She stood up and looked at the sun, then took the manuscript she had copied and left reluctantly.
As time passed, Jia Huan gradually began to like this rhythm.
The bachelors of the Hanlin Academy gradually got used to the fact that Princess Anle came to them every day to see Jia Xiuzhuan.
After ten days of vacation, it’s finally the holiday.
Finally got a rare day when I could sleep in.
It's a pity that he is already used to getting up early, so he wakes up early when the time comes, and he can't even sleep in even if he wants to.
Not long after breakfast, Qin Keqing came to visit again.
Jia Huan asked Qingwen to invite her in.
As soon as he entered the room, Qin Keqing expressed his gratitude: "Third uncle, my younger brother has gradually recovered. His life was saved by third uncle."
"Not only will my niece-in-law never forget this gift of survival, but my brother-in-law will also remember the kindness in his heart and will not dare or forget it."
Jia Huan smiled and said, "It would be nice to save him. How is his recovery now?"
Qin Keqing said hurriedly: "Third uncle, my younger brother is now able to get out of bed, and is even a little weak. However, Dr. Wang said that after more than ten days of recuperation, he will gradually get better."
Jia Huan nodded and said, "That's good. If you are short of something, just tell me. We are all part of the same family. Don't be embarrassed to speak."
Qin Keqing said with a smile: "My nephew and wife accept my third uncle's kindness. I don't need anything."
"There is one thing, I want to ask Third Uncle for a favor."
Jia Huan said, "If you have anything to do, just tell me."
Qin Keqing said: "The eighteenth day of next month is a good day. I have already decided for my younger brother to get married on that day."
"The niece-in-law would like to ask for a favor from the third uncle, and ask the third uncle to spare time to attend their wedding that day."
"The third uncle is their savior. If the third uncle doesn't go, they will feel uneasy."
Qin Zhong is not well yet, and he is getting married next month?
It was a bit too hasty.
(End of chapter)
