MTL - Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang-Chapter 30 money box

  Chapter 30 Money Box

  Jiang Liu fully realized what is called "morning is province". On the second day, Jiang Liu got up early, first met his brother and sister, and then went to the north courtyard to give his grandmother Chen Province. From today onwards, no matter the wind or the hail, as long as the grandmother does not speak, she will go to the grandmother every morning to save the morning. This is something you must do every day as a junior.

  Although he didn't have any feelings for this grandmother, Jiang Liu didn't dislike this kind of ritual of greeting the elders in the morning and acting separately after eating together. This kind of big family atmosphere is something she has never experienced before. In the past, her family was only her parents and her, and her grandparents and grandparents did not see each other a few times a year, and there were not so many brothers and sisters.

   Today, Mrs. Jiang is also very happy. After dinner, she told Jiang Erlang, "You are the elder brother. In Qingjin Academy, you should study hard and take care of Linger and Saburo."

   Jiang Erlang said yes.

  Jiang Saburo didn't get the tone he had said yesterday, so he squinted at Jiang Ling, wishing he could rush forward and fight again.

  Jiang Ling stood beside Jiang Liu honestly, and Jiang Muyan and Jiang Muyan protected her sister so that she would not fall.

Mrs. Jiang turned her head to see the three little ones with her second son, and her eyes became more sincere. She said to Jiang Ling first, "Grandma has already sent someone to say hello to Wang Shanchang, I'll let you later. Uncle sent you to the academy."

   It should have been the father who sent his son to the academy, but his unreliable father went out yesterday and hasn't returned, so he can't count on it.

   Jiang Ling thanked his uncle.

After Jiang Song left with the grandchildren, Mrs. Jiang said to the granddaughters, "It's cold today, and a thick curtain has been hung over the Dicui Hall. If it's still cold, bring a hand stove. When reading, don’t lose your temper and be petty. By the end of the month, you can learn 20 words, and grandmother will reward you.”

   "Xie-zu-mother." Jiang Liu also saluted in the same way as her sisters. She could recognize 200 or 2,000 if she worked for more than half a month, but she couldn't write it.

  Different from the various plaques, the Dazhou books use horizontal and vertical italics. Except for a few traditional Chinese characters that are far from simplified characters, most of them are recognized by Jiang Liu. She couldn't write because her heavy little hands couldn't conquer the soft-tipped brush.

   Yesterday I took a half-day class to draw all the writhing caterpillars, but today I have to draw a few frozen snakes! Jiang Liu clenched a small fist.

   With her hand, the older brother on the left and the older sister on the right turned to look at her, asking her what was going on with their eyes.

  Others see this scene and think they are three brothers and sisters who love each other, but Jiang Liu knows that there is no relationship between the brothers and sisters, the two are fighting for her, and no one wants to let go.

   They all regarded her as the closest person. Jiang Liu was sad and moved, she rolled her eyes and smiled, "First - send - brother - brother - out - door, then - go to - read - book with - sister - sister."

   Before the two of them spoke, Jiang Saburo covered his stomach and laughed loudly, "Fat Liu is now a Slow Six, hahaha!"

  I'm still God Six! Jiang Liu ignored him and looked at his uncle Jiang Song aggrievedly. Jiang Song raised his hand and slapped it on the back of his son's head. Jiang Sanlang was cut and rushed forward two steps.

   "You are a big brother, you don't know how to take care of your sister, but you are full of nonsense! When you come back today, write down the first ten chapters of the Analects by dictation, so that you can have a long memory!"

   As soon as Jiang Saburo stopped, his face suddenly turned into an eggplant, "Dad, don't-"

   "The first twenty chapters!"

  Jiang Saburo waved his hands in fright, "Ten chapters, ten chapters..." Twenty chapters will kill people!

   Seeing Jiang Sanlang being punished, Jiang Muyan stern face, Jiang Liu smiled, Jiang Ling handed over solemnly, "Uncle, the third brother knows that he is wrong, so I don't need to copy the book, right?"

  Jiang Song said coldly, "If you don't punish him, he will not know his fault. Ten chapters are less than one word, and you are not allowed to sleep tonight!"

   Jiang Saburo's eyes dimmed instantly, and he didn't dare to say a word.

   is too bad, brother is too bad! Jiang Liu smiled and rolled his eyes.

In Jiang Song's eyes, her appearance is exactly the same as when his second brother took advantage of him when he was a child. Jiang Song sighed and rubbed his niece's little head, "You don't have to send it away, you have to go to Dicui Tang to study well, you can't do it. A good time wasted."

   "Yes." Jiang Liu followed his sisters to curtsy.

  Jiang Ling stuffed a piece of candy into her sister's hand and said reluctantly, "I'll give you one piece first. If you take your medicine in the afternoon, I'll give you another piece when you come back in the evening."

   I went to Qingjin Academy to study, but I couldn't come back for dinner with my sister in the afternoon. Thinking of this, Jiang Ling felt very unhappy.

   Seeing that Jiang Ling was about to use candy to coax her sister away, Jiang Muyan brought her sister back to the boudoir of the West Courtyard and pulled her to whisper, "My sister likes candy, and I can buy you a lot."

   Is my sister rich?

   Before Jiang Liu could ask, Jiang Muyan bit her ear, "Before my mother left, she gave me a money box, I can buy candy for my sister, a lot."

   Sister said three a lot, how much money do you have? Jiang Liu was also curious.

   Jiang Muyan continued to bite her ears with her sister, "So sister don't eat other people's candy, we have it. Mother said that the money box can't be known to anyone, and the sister can't tell anyone, you know?"

   Before the mother died, she must have been very worried about them. Jiang Liu looked at the young lady who was afraid that she would be abducted with a few pieces of candy, nodded solemnly, then took out a piece of candy given to her by her brother from her pocket, and stuffed it in her sister's mouth, "Eat-brother-candy, mother. -Give-the-save-write."

  The sweetness spread in Jiang Muyan's mouth. She suddenly felt that her sister was right. She crunched the candy in her mouth and felt relieved, "Yeah!"

   After sharing the biggest secret in her heart with her sister, Jiang Muyan felt closer to her sister, "I bury the money box under your bed, isn't it smart?"

  The money box is buried under the bed, will it be bitten by mice? Looking at the young lady who was waiting for praise in front of her, Jiang Liu nodded heavily, "Smart-Ming."

  Jiang Muyan smiled. When she didn't keep her face straight, she was what a nine-year-old should look like. "My sister studies hard, and she will be as smart as my sister in the future."

  Mrs. Kong's teaching method is to memorize and write. For Xiao Jiangliu, who has a heavy hand and a heavy tongue, it is really difficult to read well.

  Fortunately, I only read half a day in Dicuitang today, and the second half is learning needle and thread. Jiang Liu couldn't hold the embroidery needle in her hand, so she didn't have to learn needlework now, so when Jiang Muyan went to class, Jiang Liu lay on her little bed and took a long nap.

   When he woke up, he heard rustling voices under the bed, Jiang Liu thought of being buried in the money box under the bed by the young lady. Could it be that she was overheard when she told her a secret meeting in the morning?

  Jiang Liu will never allow anyone to play the idea of ​​a money box! She slowly opened her eyes, rubbed her small body and slowly moved to the outside of the bed, raised her hand and knocked over the teapot beside the bed.

   "Crack!" The sound of the pottery teapot falling on the slate was very deafening. The sound from under the bed disappeared immediately. There were hurried footsteps outside the door. Zhao Qingling pushed open the door and asked anxiously, "Is the girl hurt?"

   (end of this chapter)