Proud Farm Girl With A Space

Chapter 26

As she spoke, Jiang Xiaoyue frowned.

Little aunt is so stupid, what if someone in the academy bullies little aunt?

She made up her mind in an instant, she must eat half a bowl of rice tonight. In this way, she can grow up quickly, go to the same school as her little aunt, and be able to protect her little aunt.

"Little aunt is stupid, that's why Yueyue looks smart."

Jiang Xiaoyue stretched out her hand and propped her chin when she heard the words, "That's true."

Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh, no wonder her hands kept shaking when writing. It turned out that her wrists and elbows were not in the right position. After the posture was adjusted by her niece, her hands stopped shaking.

She tried to write a word, but the words she wrote were still ugly, but her hands stopped shaking.

That's a good start.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought optimistically: It's not like she hasn't made progress! At least I found the correct writing posture, and my writing stopped shaking.

Jiang Xiaoxiao practiced brush calligraphy all afternoon. As long as she wrote, Jiang Xiaoyue stayed by her side.

After writing and writing, she lay down on the table and fell asleep for a while. When she woke up, she saw that her little aunt was still practicing calligraphy with a brush. The little girl was very distressed.

He squeezed her shoulders, beat her back, and thoughtfully prepared tea for her little aunt.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is such a cute little niece who loves so much. This is the first time she has experienced the feeling of being served by a little niece.

The little girl's palms were chubby and soft, and they hammered her waist one after another. The feeling was not to mention how comfortable it was.

Jiang Xiaoxiao originally wanted to stop him, but seeing his little niece enjoying it, he followed her.

During the period, Jiang He and Zhou Qiuju came separately. Jiang He brought cakes for the two little girls because he was afraid they would be hungry; Zhou Qiuju specially brought ice for them because they were afraid of the heat.

He also ordered the back kitchen to help cook a large pot of mung bean soup, put it in the well water to cool it down, and it was delivered immediately after cooling down.

And father and mother also found time to come once, seeing that the two of them did not run around and stayed in the private room obediently, they quietly retreated.

From the actions of her family, she deeply felt everyone's love and favor for her, and she immediately had an idea in her heart.

Speaking of which, everyone gave her things, and she hasn't given any gifts to everyone yet.

The scent of jasmine is the most elegant and not greasy at all. It is very suitable to dry it and make it into a sachet.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smelled the aroma of the food, listened to the soft sound of clinking cups and chopsticks, and the whispers of diners talking, and the whole afternoon passed like this.

Although she was in a busy city, her heart became more and more quiet, without being disturbed by the surroundings, she was immersed in the world of pen and ink, carefully drawing every stroke.

It's just that the words she wrote were still ugly. Jiang Xiaoxiao was really writing with her heart, but the words she wrote were still like caterpillars.

Jiang Xiaoyue sighed in her heart, her little aunt's handwriting was so ugly, and if she wanted to change this situation, she had to practice hard.

After she sighed, she seemed to remember something, and exclaimed: "My aunt entered school on the first day, did the husband assign so much homework? My aunt has been writing all afternoon, and she still hasn't finished it yet! "

After finishing speaking, he picked up the ink-stained paper and looked at it, "Classroom... then, huh? How do you pronounce this word?"

Her little face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd, but she didn't know that an unintentional remark made Jiang Xiaoxiao's cheeks stained pink.

is embarrassing.

On the first day of school, she was fined by the teacher to copy the classroom rules twenty times. She felt that it would be too embarrassing to say it, so she had to pretend to be serious and bluffed the little girl:

"My aunt's handwriting is too ugly. If you practice more, you won't be ugly anymore."

Jiang Xiaoyue was full of suspicion, "Is this really the case?"

"That's not true, it's more real than real gold and silver!"

**

Eight Treasures Ruyi Pavilion.

Tang Wenkun frowned and walked up and down the lobby. Looking at the empty lobby, he clenched his fists and his face gradually turned livid.

There were still a group of managers and shop assistants standing in the lobby. Everyone was trembling. They lowered their heads and dared not look up at him or speak, for fear of offending the shopkeeper if they did something wrong.

The atmosphere in the lobby was very depressing. Apart from the sound of him walking back and forth, there was only the sound of everyone's breathing. You can hear the drop of a needle, and it is so quiet that you can't breathe.

Suddenly, Tang Wenkun slapped his big hand on the counter, and cast his angry eyes on the crowd, his eyes finally settled on one person.

"He Zong, what's the matter with you?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Tang Wenkun's mouth, his eyes were cold, "Say! Are you hiding something?"

Otherwise, why would Qingfeng Xulai have a new signature dish called Laoshizi...Orange Baked Pork Ribs?

Seeing that the diners that the restaurant has just recruited in the past two days have all gone to Qingfeng Xulai, how can he not be frustrated!

Everyone was startled by the voice, feeling the strong anger in the shopkeeper's tone, they fell silent, no one dared to speak.

He Zong wiped the cold sweat from his temples, his calves trembled, and he took a step forward.

Shouting grievances: "Shopkeeper, you know, how could I hide my secrets? Back then..."

He scratched his head anxiously, eager to find a reason to stop shopkeeper Tang, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he became firm.

Make a look of sudden realization, "It turns out that they have been guarding against me a long time ago, it must be like this! Otherwise, I couldn't have heard any rumors!"

Tang Wenkun took a deep look at him, "He Cong, you have to know... I spent a lot of money to invite you to the Babao Ruyi Pavilion, not for fun, so let's see if you can get the recipe for that dish. "

He turned around with his hands behind his back, his tone full of threats, "What to do, you understand?"

He Cong could hear the implication of his words, if he didn't get things done well, his job as a chef... might be lost.

He Cong kept complaining, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and respond, bowing and saying, "I'll try to find a way."

Tang Wenkun waved his hands impatiently, "Hurry up, I'll give you three days."

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't know that the dish of roasted pork ribs with orange fragrance was targeted by the shopkeeper of Babao Ruyi Pavilion, but even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

After all, relying on the gourd to draw a ladle is very likely to backfire, and in the end, it may end up with the reputation of Babao Ruyi Pavilion.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's wrists were sore from copying the classroom rules. Perhaps this body was pampered too well.

She didn't do much heavy work at all, and when it was dark, her thumb, index finger, and middle finger were all blistered by the brush.

When it was time to eat dinner, I could barely hold my chopsticks.

Then on the first day of school, he was punished by the teacher to write down the classroom rules twenty times, so of course he couldn't hide it.

After the family learned the whole story, they felt distressed and funny at the same time.