In the past years, every Mid-Autumn Festival, Qin Liuxi would either celebrate the festival with a few servants in his old house, practice in a Taoist temple, or practice medicine outside. Unlike this year, the whole family celebrated the festival together.
Qin Liuxi got up before dawn and meditated in the house. After a long week, Shi Shiran washed and changed clothes and went to Wang's place to meditate in the morning and dusk.
When she arrived, Mrs. Wang had already gotten up and was asking Wan Yiniang. Qin Mingchun was standing under the seat, sitting upright. His dark eyes glanced at the door from time to time. When he saw Qin Liuxi, he stood up subconsciously. .
Qin Liuxi glanced at him and stepped forward to greet Wang and Wan Yiniang and salute.
"Excuse me." Wang smiled and raised her hand.
Qin Mingchun watched Qin Liuxi salute, then came to her, bowed his hands and said, "Greetings to eldest sister."
"Yeah." Qin Liuxi nodded: "Bring me your copybook."
Qin Mingchun's little body trembled, and he looked at Wang, then at Wan Yiniang, save the child!
Wan Yiniang avoided his sight, looked down at her hands and sighed in pity. Her originally delicate hands were now much thicker, which was pitiful.
Ms. Wang smiled and said, "Bring it to your elder sister for comment."
Qin Mingchun lowered his head, hey, there is no way to escape.
He took small steps to his desk, took out the copybook he had copied recently, walked over slowly, and before handing it out, reminded him: "Sister, I am five years old this year."
In other words, be gentle when starting.
Qin Liuxi directly grabbed his copybook, glanced at it, and said, "As the saying goes, seeing words is like seeing people. Your handwriting is so ugly, do you think it can match your handsome face?"
She pinched his cheek.
Qin Mingchun pursed his lips and looked like he was about to cry: "I write every day, and my hands cramp when I write. I have never written so many words."
"Are you feeling tired?" Qin Liuxi snorted: "Brother, I can't even sit down and write like you, how dare you feel wronged?"
Qin Mingchun felt numb and raised his head to look at his aunt-in-law. Seeing that she was stunned and distressed, he said: "I, I..."
"The writing is still ugly, with ghostly drawings, but at least you can tell what the characters are than before. If you practice again and find it difficult, just think about what I just said." Qin Liuxi stuffed the paper back into his hand.
Qin Mingchun suddenly became a little happy: "Then are you praising me? Don't you want to beat me?"
The surprise came too suddenly and was unreal.
"I've made a lot of progress, and it's the Spring Festival again, so I won't beat you up for the time being." Qin Liuxi looked at him: "But next time I write like this, will you try?"
She clenched her fists and her finger bones cracked.
Qin Mingchun's face turned pale, "Wow, big sister is so scary."
Wang smiled lightly and said, "Okay, Xi'er, don't fool him. Reading and writing is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Take your time."
"I understand that my mother has nothing to do on weekdays. If she is willing, it would be his blessing to be able to teach him. If she really has no time, then just prevent him from becoming disabled. Without talent, this face will be his way out."
How disgusting the tone was, how cruel the words were.
Wang said: "It's not good for the boy to be longer than the woman's hands. Now that it's the New Year, let's send them to a school in Li City."
When the time comes, the Qin family will not be too conspicuous when walking around.
Qin Liuxi didn't care. She didn't have any objections whether she went to school or had a teacher at home.
"Let's go together to pay your respects to your grandmother." Mrs. Wang stood up.
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Mrs. Qin's yard was very lively and crowded with people early in the morning. Her grandchildren even knelt down to salute her and say hello.
When Qin Liuxi and his entourage appeared, everyone looked over.
When Mr. Xie saw her, his eyes averted, he touched his nose, and felt pain again.
When the other elders saw her, compared with the juniors around them, they felt a little sad and had mixed emotions.
The Qin family was defeated. From the eldest to the youngest, everyone fell into the mud from the clouds. From a noble lady to chaff, from a noble girl to a village girl.
But when they saw Qin Liuxi, they had the feeling that the Qin family had not been defeated. There was never a panicked expression on her face, and there was no timidity in her face. Her posture was upright. His face was so calm and his eyes were so stern that no one dared to look at him.
I felt like I was seen through at a glance.
They didn't dare to look directly, so they took a peek. Today, she was wearing another new lake blue dress that they had never seen before. The skirt was embroidered with some auspicious cloud patterns, and her hair was full of black silk, only tied up with a simple hairpin. She has a bun and only one earring hanging on one ear, which is plain and simple.
Obviously they all put on newly made clothes and came to greet him in the most appropriate attire, but compared with Qin Liuxi, how could they feel like being made into green leaves?
Mrs. Wang smiled and saluted Mrs. Qin and said a few auspicious and festive words for the festival.
Aunt Wan also bowed and, like the little bird, stood by Aunt Qin's side.
Qin Mingchun knelt down and kowtowed respectfully. His little etiquette was well-organized, and he had obviously been trained by Wang in private lessons.
When Mrs. Qin saw it, she felt sour and sad in her heart. She only had two sons and one daughter, and her legitimate eldest son was in exile. Is Mrs. Wang afraid that her legitimate son would be damaged in the northwest, so she sent all her love to this little concubine? Or maybe it was a precautionary measure, and the other branch of the long house was well supplied, just in case.
No matter what it is, Wang is impeccable.
"Get up."
It was Qin Liuxi's turn. She put her hands on her waist, bent her knees, said hello and stood up straight, kowtow?
not at all!
"Sister, you should kneel down and kowtow to your grandmother." A male duck voice sounded dissatisfied.
Qin Liuxi looked over and raised his eyebrows, "Oh, today our moral guardian has become a man."
It's really funny to see Qin Mingqi's eyebrows furrowed and her eyes showing displeasure, as if she had done something contrary to her reputation.
Before Qin Liuxi could speak, Qin Mingyue spoke first and said softly: "Third brother, the eldest sister may not understand this kind of etiquette, so don't blame her. The eldest sister is not in good health."
Look, I will send you to the tip of the knife thoughtfully, are you kind?
Qin Liuxi said: "Second sister understands and cares about me, and knows that I am not in good health. Thank you very much. If you can kowtow to my grandmother on my behalf, then I will thank you even more."
Come on, sister will give you a chance to set up your kind Madonna!
Qin Mingyue was stunned for a moment and said warmly: "Sister, this is against etiquette."
"That's right, there is no substitute for kowtow. Sister, you don't understand. Just learn it now. Our Qin family is a family of poetry and etiquette. You are a girl from the Qin family and the eldest daughter of the eldest brother. Such etiquette If you don't learn, won't your aunt be criticized for not teaching you well?" Qin Mingqi raised his chin and said with his hands behind his back.
Qin Liuxi was a little annoyed.
She suppressed a smile, looked at Qin Mingqi, and said, "So you are teaching me the rules now?"
Just when Qin Mingqi was about to open his mouth, she said again: "Who do you think you are?"
