Qiqiao responded, put down the calligraphy stickers, and went to find Aunt Shuangcheng.
Hua Zhuo was indeed tired. She went into the room and sat down while Baxiu walked around her, helping her wipe her face and change her clothes. After a lot of trouble, she finally calmed down. Lying down on the soft couch covered with thick velvet, she let out a comfortable breath, then handed the calligraphy stickers to Qiqiao to keep, and ordered: "Pack up a table and come out. Starting tomorrow, I will practice embroidery in the morning." , practice calligraphy in the afternoon, and go to Aunt Shuangcheng to ask for a set of pens, inks, paper and inkstones. If she asks, just say that dad agreed."
Hua Zhuo suddenly showed a big smile and said loudly: "A gentleman cannot speak without trusting his words."
Hua Zhuo was suddenly in a bad mood and said bitterly: "I don't have to write well, as long as I can write better than that little kid, it's enough."
Thinking of this, she hurriedly said: "Auntie, let Brother Du come back early. Although he can study peacefully in the academy, the autumn in Jiangning County is hot and cold at times, making him most susceptible to illness. Brother Du is alone outside, and he doesn't even have anyone to wait on him. If there is any mistake, don't regret it. My father's study also has some sample test questions from previous years. If Brother Du comes back, he can use it to ponder it carefully, so that he can be more confident in the provincial examination. Besides... I have Dad, a senior in the examination room, is here, so if Brother Du has any doubts, there is someone he can ask for advice."
Hua Xu took out his hand. He was clearly doting on his daughter from the corners of his brows and eyes, but his face was still rigid. He didn't ask why Hua Zhuo had been waiting for him all afternoon. He walked to the desk and picked up the paper Hua Xu used to practice calligraphy. After looking at it for a few times, he pursed his lips and said firmly: "The writing power is not enough, the way of using the pen is wrong in some places, and the calligraphy stickers are not selected well. For girls to practice calligraphy, it is better to choose European stickers. "Huating Chapter" and "Xizi Monument" "It's the best piece of Ou Tie, Jiu Hui, get it and bring it back to the lady."
Baxiu came over with two pairs of embroidered handkerchiefs and said: "Miss, why do you suddenly think of practicing calligraphy again? Look, this is your homework today, I have helped you make up for it, the teacher will come tomorrow autumn, If you take this on top, you won’t be punished.”
As soon as Jiu Hui left, he became serious again, grabbed Hua Zhuo's collar, and asked her to stand firm, and then said firmly: "Of course there will be rewards, but it depends on your performance. I will hand in four hundred tomorrow." With big characters, I promise you a reward."
She rushed forward, grabbed her father's wide sleeves, squeezed out two false tears, and wiped them all on Hua Xu's sleeves. Dad would fake anger, and she would fake cry.
Hua Zhuo looked at it for a few times, cheered up and sat up. He pushed the two pairs of embroidered handkerchiefs aside and said, "This won't work. Your stitching skills have become better than those of Qiqiao and I. It's me who embroidered them." It's embroidered, Teacher Qiu can tell at a glance. While it's not too late, you can bring the sewing box and I'll catch up on my homework."
"Ah, but this day's homework cannot be made up in two or three hours." Baxiu exclaimed.
"Uh... Master Zhuang didn't mean it. Miss, please don't hold grudges against him." Qiqiao secretly smiled. Miss Zhuang was very concerned about what Master Zhuang thought.
"Dad, my daughter has been waiting for you all afternoon." Hua Zhuo acted coquettishly.
Hua Zhuo ignored her. This girl was born with a love of embroidery and loved to ponder the details. She would definitely be able to practice good embroidery in the future. Having such a girl by her side would make things easier for her in the future, even if the family suffered an inevitable disaster. , with Baxiu's embroidery skills, he will definitely not starve to death.
"Dad, just don't worry, your daughter is not a person who can't bear hardships. She must practice this word well."
If he remembers correctly, Du Hong was rushing back to take the provincial examination when the weather suddenly turned cold and he accidentally caught wind. As a result, he failed to concentrate during the examination and failed.
Hua Zhuo said, feeling like he was gnashing his teeth. Instead of fighting for steamed buns to fight for breath, Bodhisattva would still fight for a stick of incense. However, she did not forget about the business, and quickly said: "Dad, my daughter is so diligent and studious, shouldn't she be rewarded?"
Hua Xu blushed, waved his hand and said, "Put down the sticker and get out."
"You, when did you learn to be steady? I let you go out with the lady again." Qiqiao laughed and scolded: "If you don't hurry up, you may fall off the window sill and break your head. Don't cry."
As expected, Hua Xu was fooled. He was immediately in a hurry and regretted that he should not tease his daughter. Girls just like to cry, which is really a headache.
Mrs. Du was overjoyed. If Mr. Fu Yin was willing to come forward to teach her son at this time, it would be equivalent to accepting Du Hong as his disciple. No matter how stubborn my master was, he would not disagree with such a good thing. Mr. Fu Yin , but with a Tanhua background, she is much smarter than those sour men in Xiyin Academy.
Hua Xu stared and saw that there was no trace of tears on his daughter's face. He realized that he had been fooled and was so angry that he couldn't laugh. Hua Zhuo got an advantage, so he dared to stay and let his father continue to teach him a lesson. He immediately ran out of the study with the calligraphy stickers in his arms, and his voice came from afar: "Dad, there will be 400 big characters tomorrow, and my daughter won't have a single word." There will be less.”
Jiuhui responded and went to get the sticker without mentioning it.
"Daddy..."
Qiqiao followed Hua Zhuo and saw that she had not only practiced calligraphy all afternoon, but also held two calligraphy books and pasted them back. She couldn't help but wonder: "Miss, do you really want to practice calligraphy? Didn't you say before that girls' homes There is no point in practicing calligraphy, as long as you can recognize and write it is enough."
Hua Zhuo's face suddenly fell, and she glanced up from the corner of her eye. Her father's eyes were smiling. Sure enough, she was not afraid of a paper tiger.
Hua Xu suddenly felt funny and knew that this was the reason why his daughter had been waiting in the study all afternoon. He deliberately said angrily: "Practicing calligraphy is for advancement, and you are not a businessman. There is no reason for exchange. There is no reward. If you don't leave, There are some family rules."
"This kid..." Hua Xu snorted angrily, but in the end he laughed and touched his chin, "You are like my father since he was a child."
"Stand still."
She wasn't being petty, but when Zhuang Zheng said that to her, she really felt very humiliated. Does he understand the principle of hitting someone without slapping someone in the face, and not exposing someone's shortcomings
After being imprisoned for several months, Du Hong saved his life, but he forever lost the qualification to become an official in the imperial examination. From then on, his personality changed drastically, and he drank all day long to drown his sorrows. Just a few days before the accident in the Hua family, he became depressed and end. Later, when the Hua family fell, Du Ruhui stood aside and watched, probably for this reason.
"Why are you crying? In a girl's house, you are not allowed to cry easily..."
Hua Zhuo immediately smiled sweetly and said, "Don't be careful, aunt. I'll tell my father when I get back. As long as my father is willing to persuade my uncle, he will definitely nod."
Hua Zhuo dropped his pen and flew towards him.
"Daddy!"
Baxiu ran away, and after a while he brought a sewing box over and said, "I have nothing to do anyway. I'm just here to embroider with the lady."
"I hate what he did." Hua Zhuo didn't notice Qiqiao's expression and was still aggrieved. "I'm just angry that he embarrassed me. Damn it. I want to see what his handwriting can be like next time." He looks like a ten-year-old kid, but if he has skills, it would be shameful for him to compete with his father."
Hua Zhuoqiao smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you dad for your advice."
There was still some time before dusk, and she was bored sitting around, so she simply called Jiuhui in to do some grinding. She climbed to the bookshelf to find a copybook and prepared to practice calligraphy. Ever since Zhuang Zheng laughed at her bad calligraphy, Hua Zhuo had given up her mind and decided to practice her calligraphy well in this life. No matter what, she was still a human being, so how could she let a little kid laugh at her.
"You little girl, you are so thoughtful." Mrs. Du thought for a moment and sighed, "It's just that your uncle is stubborn and doesn't listen to me."
Time flew by unknowingly. Hua Xu came back from the government office. When he saw his daughter sitting in his study room practicing calligraphy, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place. It was not until Jiu Hui called out "Master is back" that he came back to his senses. .
Hua Zhuo listened nearby and was shocked. She suddenly remembered that in this year's provincial examination, Wan'er's eldest brother Du Hong unexpectedly failed. He took the test again after two years and happened to be caught up in the Nanping County Tongtian fraud case. Du Hong was also implicated by his classmates and was imprisoned. At that time, Du Ruhui approached his father Hua Xu. Although his father tried his best to save him, after severing relations with the family, Rong'an Hall became more and more precarious, and human relations were basically destroyed. Unable to support him, he failed to rescue Du Hong. Du Ruhui didn't know the inside story, but thought his father didn't try his best, and the two had a big quarrel and broke up.
Hua Xu reminded loudly with a straight face, but still stretched out his hand and hugged Hua Zhuo.
"Dignity, be dignified..."
Jiu Hui took the words and pasted them over. When she saw this scene, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She quickly covered her mouth, bent her knees and saluted, "This slave has lost her composure."
The look in Hua Xu's eyes became softer, but his tone remained unchanged and he still said harshly: "Your mother has pampered you since you were a child. Because you are a girl, I have never forced you to learn anything. But now that you want to If you want to practice calligraphy, I will not allow you to give up halfway. From tomorrow onwards, write three hundred characters every day and hand it over to me. If you are not satisfied with it on one day, it will be doubled the next day. You can bear this hardship. If you can't bear it, you will do it now. Put the calligraphy stickers back on the bookshelf, and you are not allowed to waste paper in the future."
Hua Zhuo praised Haikou, so she naturally went to great lengths. Mrs. Du sent her home. She didn't even beat her. After going to greet Fang, she ran to Hua Xu's study and waited for her father to come back.
Hua Zhuo smiled: "I don't have much, but I have a lot of time. The key to this embroidery job is that practice makes perfect. If I don't practice, I will become a stranger. Okay, you can go about your business. Don't worry about me, it will get dark soon, just hold the lamp for me."
There was a sense of pride in his tone.
While talking, the two of them had already arrived in front of the Xiu Pavilion. Baxiu heard the sound and stuck his head out of the window, saying happily: "Miss, Qiqiao, you are finally back. It's so boring for me to stay at home alone. Next time." This is my first time out, Miss, please take me there and let Qiqiao stay behind to look after the house, okay?"
"No way." Baxiu made a face, but still shrank back. After a while, he ran to the door, opened the curtain, welcomed Hua Zhuo in, and said: "Miss, the hot water and clothes are all ready. Wash your face and put on some comfortable home clothes."