Nie Zhao moved quickly and was able to spy on Jiang Yue when he was helping her find an adopter.
He inquired about it the next day. There was only one school in Zhucheng, and it was funded by Li Hu after he took office. There were not many children in Zhucheng, and even fewer could study, so this school was very important. Very useful, but the teaching level is average, better than nothing.
It's just that the college does not allow boarding. Students must arrive before the beginning of the morning and leave school at the beginning of the morning. For safety reasons, most students are picked up and dropped off by their parents.
After Nie Zhao inquired about this, he had a slight headache. This matter completely deviated from his original intention. Jiang Yue just came to seek refuge with him. It was very merciful to feed him until he died of hunger. He intended to dispel this troublesome idea of his. No matter how much you care about her, everyone has his own destiny. He turned around and saw Jiang Yue squatting in the yard washing clothes.
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the cold wind has reached the point where dripping water turns into ice. The city is surrounded by flat land and there are no mountains to block the wind. The cold winter becomes more rampant and kills people unscrupulously.
Jiang Yue was washing clothes with cold water from the well.
She didn't complain about being cold at all, even though her fingers were as cold as carrots. She just took a few breaths of hot air and continued to wash. Her cheeks turned red. Her skin was tight and flaky due to the cold and dryness, and her hair was honest. She had two braids on her chest, which swayed when she moved. Paired with her big round eyes, she looked very pitiful.
Noticing Nie Zhao looking at her, she smiled at him.
Nie Zhao looked away from her red and swollen hands and asked, "Jiang Yue, do you want to go to school?" If she said no, then forget it, it was her choice.
Jiang Yue thought he thought she didn't want to study, so she asked, and said quickly: "Third brother, third brother, you know, I don't have any relatives anymore, I only have you, what do you want me to do?" , I will do whatever I want..." When she spoke, her eyes were filled with only Nie Zhao, and her tone was sincere, making people feel that there was no falsehood.
She really only has Nie Zhao, and she will do whatever she asks her to do.
Nie Zhao unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes, and then let go with a sense of abandonment, saying: "Okay, okay, go read, read, read," he paused, "It's too cold now, wait until it warms up, spring will begin." , I will send you there."
Jiang Yue's eyes glowed with enthusiasm for a moment. Nie Zhao had known her for so long, and he had never seen such strong joy in her eyes.
That's right, it's just reading a book. It's such a simple thing. He doesn't believe that he can go to any trouble. Giving food to eat and reading a book are not both easy things. There is a teacher in the school to teach, maybe she Nie Zhao comforted himself.
"Third brother, you are really, really good, a good person." Jiang Yue cheered, and then looked at him sincerely, the admiration in her eyes almost overflowing. Nie Zhao almost thought she was looking at her mother at that moment. He couldn't bear to look away, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly: "It's rare that people use two words to describe me."
"Because they don't understand that third brother is just a very good person." Jiang Yue emphasized seriously. She originally thought that she couldn't stay at all, but the third brother not only allowed her to stay, but also gave her delicious food and many beautiful and comfortable clothes every time the seasons changed. Now he even wanted to send her to study?
This was something she couldn't even imagine, it was like a dream.
Don't tell me, Jiang Yue is stupid, but every time she praises Nie Zhao straight to the heart, the curve of the corners of his mouth can't help but become wider, and he pats her head like a puppy. Jiang Yue subconsciously wants to He squatted down to protect his head, and after he realized what he was doing, he put his hands down.
Nie Zhao said: "Very good, I like to listen to what you say. I will take you to buy a book bag, pen, ink, paper and inkstone tomorrow."
Jiang Yue rubbed the top of her hair against his palm, smiled at him, and restrained herself from being so excited that she wanted to jump up.
The walls of the room were simply made of bamboo and were not soundproof. Nie Zhao heard the sound of tossing and turning in the cubicle that night.
The bed was not firm, and Jiang Yue could make creaking sounds even when she turned over. Nie Zhao thought that it was normal for her to be nervous. He clasped his hands on his lower abdomen and closed his eyes upright, preparing to fall asleep.
"Creak~"
Nie Zhao didn't take it seriously and just frowned.
"Creak~Creak~"
The sleepiness that had just brewed in him immediately dissipated completely... Sooner or later he had to change this broken bed! Ring, ring, ring, ring his size.
Jiang Yue's uncontrollable muffled laughter also came along with the creaking sound. She was careful and covered herself in the quilt, but Nie Zhao had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, so the sound was infinitely amplified in the dark night. , exceptionally clear.
"Dong dong dong." He couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to knock on the bamboo board. Jiang Yue's rustling voice suddenly stopped.
"Sleep. If you don't sleep, you won't have to go." He threatened.
"Go, go." Jiang Yue quickly covered her head with the quilt and carefully curled up, not daring to move any more.
She breathed hot air into her palms, rubbed her palms, and touched the tip of her cold nose to warm herself up.
There was no charcoal basin in the room, and the windows were sealed tightly with cloth. But at this time, the cold wind hit the window lattice violently, and the cloth was blown up and down, like a beating heart, making a crackling sound.
Jiang Yue was attracted by the stirring fabric in the darkness, and looked at it dreamily with a pair of bright eyes.
She couldn't explain how she was attracted by such an ordinary event. She just felt that her heart was being hit and surging like this piece of cloth. The frequency of the two gradually became the same, as if something was about to rush out. .
A weak, bloody lamb appeared in front of her. It stood up tremblingly and let out its first bleating sound.
Early the next morning, Jiang Yue staggered out of the room with dark eyes, and Nie Zhao knew that she probably hadn't slept all night.
He had just finished washing his face, his hands were stained with cold water, and he flicked it on her face. Jiang Yue shivered from the cold, her half-closed eyes widened, and she said in confusion: "Third brother!"
Nie Zhao laughed like he had done after committing an evil act, and flicked her in the face a few more times: "Hurry up, I'll boil some hot water, go wash your face, and I'll take you out."
Jiang Yue was uneasy, how could she let him boil water for her?
"Third brother, I..." Nie Zhao had already guessed what she was going to say, interrupted, and pushed her into the kitchen.
The two went out together. After breakfast, Nie Zhao took her to buy some pens, inks, paper and inkstones. He seemed to be very knowledgeable about this. The shopkeeper took out the most expensive set, but he did not choose it. Instead, he chose a set with a moderate price. Down.
"Though Sanyumen's ink is not Huizhou ink, it is silky smooth on the paper and not stagnant. The light and color are full. There is no silk foam on the inkstone, and it is as bright as paint on the paper. It only lasts for a short time, and the shape is a little rough. If you are just learning calligraphy, you will feel it when using it. For the best, choose the one with the lowest price, and then change to a better ink when you really start practicing calligraphy.”
He showed the ink to Jiang Yue and told her one by one. Jiang Yue nodded in understanding and kept his words in her heart.
She is the kind of person who listens very carefully no matter what others say. Although she sometimes fails to grasp the key points, her serious look does make the speaker feel valued.
Nie Zhao originally just wanted to prepare some pens and ink for her to use in school. As Jiang Yue listened, he couldn't help but clasp his knuckles on the table as he talked: "Thousand-Character Classic, Three-Character Classic, and Enlightenment Books. One volume each." …”
