Live another life, less weak and helpless, more tenacious and self-reliant. A few changes can be found in these words.
Webster was a very perceptive person, and she knew as soon as she heard that the Hua family had no intention of choosing a husband for their daughter yet. She didn't want to force him, so she left after saying a few words. After returning to her husband's house, it happened that the county governor mentioned to her that she wanted to adopt her second son to her eldest brother. Wei Shi felt bitter and said that it was okay to adopt him, but the daughter-in-law must choose it by herself, and she could not leave it to chance. When she went to her uncle's house to choose, she couldn't help but mention that she had taken a fancy to the eldest daughter of the Hua family's Rong'antang. She didn't notice that Zhuang Jing was outside the house at that time and listened to everything. Not only did she run to inform Zhuang Zheng, but she also wrote I wrote a letter to Du Wan about this.
Hua Zhuo curled his lips and said, "Forget it, I won't drag brother Du into trouble. In Jing'er's eyes, I'm afraid only her second brother's handwriting is good-looking in the world."
"It's just a broken calligraphy, you have the nerve to give it away." Du Wan gave her a slap in the face, raised his face and said with a smile: "I also asked my eldest brother to draw a picture of Guanyin in white. In conjunction with the Heart Sutra, it was considered a ritual. .”
Du Wan just finished collecting the last payment, turned around and saw her bored look, and couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong? I see you are listless. I heard that your family recently had relatives. Could it be that you entertained her too attentively? You're tired."
Du Wan was amused by Hua Zhuo's words and said: "You, why do you always dislike brother Zhuang Shi? Fortunately, when the county governor's wife came to visit, the adoptive mother did not agree to her proposal, otherwise you would have to be his enemy for the rest of your life. Right?"
After Fang said this, Hua Zhuo had no choice but to board the car to Dufu. It happened that the Du family had guests visiting, and Du Ruhui went to receive the guests, so he asked Hua Zhuo and Du Wan to practice calligraphy in the study first.
"Be careful if my father hears it, he will punish you to write an extra hundred words every day."
Hua Zhuo lowered his head and looked out the door subconsciously. When he thought that Du Ruhui was still waiting for guests and could not come over so soon, he became angry and went to tickle Du Wan.
Later, Zhang Yile wrote a special letter saying that when he received the gift from the Hua family, his old man's face turned into a chrysanthemum shape when he smiled.
Du Wan laughed and said: "Then when you get to my house, you are taking a break from your busy work. What are you doing with a sad face? How about coming over and taking a look at my handwriting?"
The two girls quickly tidied up their clothes, which were slightly messy due to playing around, and then sat down in front of their desks. The maid began to practice calligraphy seriously. Thanks to this fuss, all the worries in Hua Zhuo's heart were gone. Now he was writing, straight and straight, with strong muscles and bones, showing a majestic attitude that was somewhat unlike a girl's character.
After a few days of silence, Ms. Fang finally made up her mind to have a good talk with her brother and sister-in-law. Sometimes the friendship between relatives is important, but no matter how important it is, it cannot be more important than a word of courtesy. She is very polite to her mother's family, and she also I hope the Fang family can learn etiquette and observe etiquette.
"There's still more than half a month left, you have to get ready quickly, otherwise sister Jing'er will get annoyed, so be careful that she doesn't have to do anything." Du Wan teased her.
Naturally, Hua Zhuo also wanted to reciprocate the gift. There was nothing else, but the relationship between the Hua and Zhang families was getting better and better. The two young people had close contacts. As elders, they must have some etiquette exchanges. Last month During the Double Ninth Festival, the Zhang family specially sent a gift, saying that it was a tribute to Mrs. Zeng of the Hua family. The Hua family also did not forget to send a gift, and asked the Zhang family to accept it.
Hua Zhuo now receives a letter from Zhang Yile almost every month. The letters are nothing more than trivial matters, such as failing to recite an endorsement, being scolded by his master, and stuffing a dead mouse into his clan brother's bath to kill his clan brother. He was so scared that he ran out naked, but more importantly, he proudly boasted about how many good things he had done. Today when he was on the street, he saw someone fainting from illness. He kindly sent the person to the hospital. Tomorrow, he saw someone chasing him. When the dog was being beaten, he ordered his men to surround him and scare away the person who was beating the dog, and by the way, the dog was also scared away.
"This is the Heart Sutra?" Hua Zhuo couldn't help but be a little surprised after reading it, "It's so good, what are you doing copying Buddhist scriptures?" After looking at it carefully for a moment, he smiled and said, "It's only been a few days since I last saw you, and you've made progress again. I've been busy for a few days and haven't been able to practice properly, so I'll give you a try."
The three of them are all of the same year, but in different months. Du Wan was born in March, Hua Zhuo was born in June, and Zhuang Jing was born at the end of October. In March and June, they received gifts from Zhuang Jing respectively. What Wan received was a nanmu chessboard, and what Hua Zhuo received was a sandalwood beauty fan. At that time, the two of them were still discussing how to prepare gifts for Zhuang Jing at the end of October. Unexpectedly, the Fang family made such a fuss, and Hua Zhuo Just forget about it.
At this time, it had been half a year since Hua Zhuo became a disciple. The two girls were learning calligraphy together. Both she and Du Wan would inevitably have a desire to win, so each made rapid progress. Du Wan's calligraphy was even better than that of Du Wan. Half a year ago, his strokes became much smoother, and Hua Zhuo's calligraphy gradually became less kitsch and more majestic.
"Okay, I won't tell you, but have you thought about what gift you want to give?" Du Wan covered his mouth and laughed for a while before asking.
"You, you are so busy that you forget things. Sister Jing'er's birthday is coming soon. I copied this Heart Sutra to prepare for giving gifts. Is it possible that people are not prepared at all?" Du Wan said angrily.
It would be nice if she had a few brothers above her. At least she wouldn't waste so much energy trying to hide from Fang Tao.
"Isn't my brother your brother? If you really want to send a message, go to my second brother. Even my father boasts that he has obtained seventy percent of his true inheritance."
"Just take your time." Hua Zhuo said angrily.
In the past six months, Zhuang Jing has corresponded with them frequently. Every time, either at the beginning or at the end of the letter, she would praise Zhuang Zheng, as if her second brother was one of the rare boys in heaven and earth. , Du Wan just laughed it off every time he saw it, but Hua Zhuo was very disdainful. She still didn't like boys with that kind of temperament, no matter how talented they were.
Hua Zhuo couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's great to have a brother who is good at painting."
When he thought about this, Hua Zhuo felt so frightened that he was almost promised to that annoying guy Zhuang Zheng. In fact, Mrs. Fang never mentioned this matter to her at all, but Zhuang Jing later wrote to Du Wan about it. The little girl kept chattering, saying that she would prefer a sister with such a good temperament and talent like Wan'er to be her sister-in-law.
Hua Zhuo rolled his eyes at her. At this time, she was in a mess. She couldn't think of anything and said, "You allow me to think about it for a few days. I can't give it worse than yours."
Du Wan hurriedly dodged and begged for mercy. The two girls joked for a while, and suddenly heard Zijuan's thin voice: "Miss, the master has already seen off the guests."
Du Wan naturally didn't show the letter to Hua Zhuo, but she did tell Hua Zhuo about the governor's wife's visit to propose marriage, which almost frightened Hua Zhuo so much that the color drained from his face.
Du Wan was amused by her tone and said with a smile: "Why do you even have to compete with me on this?"
"Then let me write a calligraphy too, just so that sister Jing'er can comment on which calligraphy is better, mine or yours." Hua Zhuo said with a smile.
Hua Zhuo blushed and said angrily: "I've told you several times, don't mention this matter again, or I'll fall out with you."
In comparison, she still liked Zhang Yile more. Although this boy was willful and domineering, he still liked her. After she wrote back to Zhang Yile to explain the reason, Zhang Yile soon wrote to apologize. He corrects his mistakes and is much more likable than that hateful guy Zhuang Zheng.
In fact, to be precise, it is not called a proposal of marriage. At that time, Webster just came to say goodbye to Fang. She mentioned by the way that she liked Hua Zhuo very much, and then asked insinuatingly whether Hua Zhuo had promised to marry her. Fang had already married Hua Zhuo at that time. Xu decided on a way to deal with it, and naturally said that his daughter was still young and would only consider these things in a few years.
Sometimes the things he did made Hua Zhuo dumbfounded, so he didn't bother to reply. Zhang Yile learned a lesson this time, and no longer rushed to write to reprimand her. He still asked someone to send letters to her every month, and sometimes even sent some Most of the gifts are some fashionable gadgets from Fenyang. They are not worth much money, but they are better than novelty.
This time Du Wan got the handle, and he often made fun of Hua Zhuo about this matter.
Du Hong's paintings were even praised by his father. Hua Zhuo felt very jealous. She had a good brother who could be shown off at first and taught a lesson to the prodigal son, but she only had one younger brother who was still in his infancy. I expected him to stand up for his sister, but the day lily had already gone cold.
Hua Zhuo snorted and said, "You know everything."
When Hua Zhuo entered, Du Wan was concentrating on copying a Heart Sutra and didn't even notice her coming in. Hua Zhuo didn't disturb her. He sat down in front of a table and let Qiqiao polish it. She picked up the pen and wrote a few words. In the end, she felt that her mind was absent and the words she wrote had no form or spirit. Let her husband read it. When it arrived, I was afraid that I would have to hit her again, so I crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it aside.
On this day, Mrs. Fang held a banquet in the flower hall of the West Cross Courtyard, and invited her brother, sister-in-law, and several nieces and nephews over. Prepare to tell everything today, otherwise, the old incident in Wangshan Pavilion will happen again, so don't blame her for not talking about blood and family ties.
But she no longer wanted her daughter to get involved. Looking at her daughter's delicate face, Ms. Fang felt a faint pain in her heart. It was because she, as a mother, had failed to fulfill her responsibilities, so her daughter had been worried these days, and she had also offended her uncle's family. Now she needs to cheer up and handle this matter well. Her daughter is only so young, and these things are not what her daughter should have to worry about.
Hua Zhuo slapped his head and said, "Oh, if you didn't mention it, I almost forgot."
Hua Zhuo was afraid that his mother would suffer, so he wanted to stay with her, but Fang said, "Today is the day when you go to learn Chinese calligraphy from Master Du. I will eat, drink, and chat with your uncle, aunt, and cousins." Jia Chang, if I need you to accompany me for anything, you’d better go quickly, don’t waste time and get slapped by the teacher again.”
Speaking of which, she was really tired these days. She had to avoid Fang Tao, that shameless guy, and keep an eye on her aunt to prevent her from taking away her things by any chance. To prevent Fang Huairou from scurrying around in her room, she wanted to see what was in the locked boxes in her room from time to time.