Qingzhi no longer needs to be fed. She brings a bowl and spoon by herself when eating. Although she eats very slowly, she can still finish her meal obediently.
After dinner, Shunuan accompanied his child to practice calligraphy in the study as usual. Qingzhi had learned a lot of new words in the past few days, and he learned them very quickly. Shunuan held his head and watched Qingzhi Wenwen sitting quietly. The man who copied the scriptures was so serious about every stroke. Shunuan blurted out inadvertently: "Qingzhi, after the winter, let's go to school, okay?"
Hearing this, Qingzhi paused in his writing movements, raised his head and looked at Shu Nuan, frowned, and shook his head.
Meaning of refusal.
"When you go to school, you can make a lot of new friends." Shu Nuan continued to coax the little guy.
But Qingzhi's temperament was as stubborn as hers, and her pair of dark, clear eyes looked straight at Shu Nuan, with a clear meaning - don't want friends, don't go.
Shunuan would never force Qingzhi to do something she didn't want to do, and it was the same in this matter. Therefore, Shunuan stopped persuading Qingzhi on this matter.
If Qingzhi doesn't want to go, then just don't go. It's the same thing if she makes time to teach Qingzhi how to read and calligraphy.
But Shu Nuan also knew in her heart that no matter what, it could only be temporary. She couldn't let Qingzhi stay in the Heng Mansion all the time and not go anywhere. That would not be good for Qingzhi's growth.
While Qing Zhi was writing, Shu Nuan was writing down the account books at the desk beside him. He also took the time to complete the design drawings that had been shelved a few days ago. He planned to take these drawings to the business office tomorrow to show them to Master Gao and others. Look, after finishing this, Shu Nuan sorted out the drawings and put them on the table. He looked at the small desk where Qingzhi was sitting, and then he realized that Qingzhi had fallen asleep on the book.
Shu Nuan got up and went over, wanting to take the little guy back to his room to fall asleep, but he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.
Half of Qingzhi's little face was pressed against the book. The pen she held in her little hand had slipped aside, and two words had been written many times on the book - Shu Nuan.
Every word, every stroke, every stroke is so careful and neat.
Shu Nuan looked at the same lines of words for a while in silence before carefully picking up her little girl.
However, the moment she picked her up, Qingzhi seemed to be in a daze and showed signs of waking up. Her little hands grabbed her sleeves with some force, and her breathing became a little faster, as if she was afraid of being abandoned.
Shunuan knew that Qingzhi was scared again, so he lowered his head and coaxed the little guy, "Shunuan is here, Qingzhi is not afraid."
Qingzhi seemed to hear Shu Nuan's voice, and then slowly calmed down, and fell asleep peacefully in her arms.
After taking Qingzhi back to the house to sleep, Shunuan originally planned to go out and light a heater and then sleep with Qingzhi, but after going out, he saw Ache sitting alone in the yard at night.
In the past few years, wars have been going on in the Southern Dynasties, and A'che always ran south to Beichuan. Shu Nuan told him several times, but A'che nodded every time and came back after the next war.
Shu Nuan looked at his cold figure for a while, then slowly walked over and sat down on the stone steps.
Jing Che glanced sideways at the person sitting down and frowned slightly: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Aren't you the same?" Shu Nuan paused and couldn't help but ask him, "Is there something going on over there in Nanchao?"