Today is September 1st, the first day that Li Jin does not need to be on duty at the hospital.
That afternoon, he was practicing calligraphy and reciting poetry.
Of course, at night, I have to make time to take care of the little husband and the little housekeeper who have been left out for so long.
Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Jin and Chen Xiran agreed to the invitation of Huang Xiucai's students, and on September 3, they went to a tea garden not far from the town to taste tea, appreciate chrysanthemums, recite poems and write poems.
So ten days ago, after Mr. Song felt that Li Jin and Chen Xiran had no problem in facing each other, he began to teach them to write poetry.
When it comes to writing poetry, Li Jin really has a headache. Although this is not the ancient times of his time and space, many of the famous poems he recited in his previous life were not inscribed in this era.
If Li Jin thought about it, he could take it as his own and make a big splash for a while.
But Li Jin didn't plan to do this, he knew how much he had learned.
Moreover, he was born with little regard for fame and fortune, and he liked the ordinary but not ordinary life of a farmhouse like now.
However, it is worth mentioning that, perhaps because of the basis of reciting poems in a previous life, Li Jin himself is much better than Chen Xiran in writing poems.
No longer like the pair at the beginning, both of them have dark eyes, they will only match the pair, not the first couplet.
So, Chen Xiran looked at Li Jin recently with the bitterness of being abandoned.
It is clear that everyone was reprimanded by Mr. Song together, but how can you suddenly have aura in poetry
Chen Xiran felt that every time Mr. Song asked a question, he looked at Li Jin and frowned, as if he was bitter.
He thought that this time it was stable and that he could be a brother or sister to Li Jin.
As a result, the poems written by Li Jin sometimes made Mr. Song unable to help but praise him!
That night, although Li Jin made it to the end, he was still not very happy. When the teenager was doing farm work, his stamina was good, but in the bed, it was still a little worse.
In addition, the boy's body is white, and Li Jin is always worried that he will break people if he uses too much force.
The first time last time, Li Jin forced the person to faint, and when he finally cleaned it, the teenager didn't respond.
But this time, Li Jin let him go after only doing it once, and carried him out of bed to extract the essence of his body.
Qin Muwen was sober this time, burying his head on Li Jin's shoulder, not looking at his lower body.
Li Jin didn't restrain him either. After exporting, he wiped the boy's body before putting him back on the bed.
Qin Muwen didn't have any clothes on, so he quickly pulled up the quilt to cover the little red marks on his body.
Li Jin stood on the spot carelessly and wiped himself.
Previously, as a doctor, he did not want the teenager to see his body.
But now, his identity is the husband, and the most intimate things between husband and wife have been done, and it will be boring to hold it.
Qin Muwen said in his heart not to look at it, but in fact, a pair of almond eyes appeared, and he carefully looked at A Jin.
How could Li Jin not know his movements, but he took a bath quickly, wiped it off quickly, put on his trousers, and lay beside the boy.
After Qin Muwen went to bed, he consciously approached Li Jin and rested on his arm.
It wasn't until he was drowsy that he suddenly felt that he had forgotten something.
But I really can't remember, so I fell asleep relying on A Jin.
Early the next morning, Qin Muwen sat up and patted his head. He forgot the little bun at Li Zhuzi's house yesterday!
Yesterday afternoon, Li Jin took him to the field to plant radishes. After planting radishes, he saw a few brothers who had been making troubles before. Then... Qin Muwen covered his face, he is really not a competent father.
In order to make up for Xiao Baozi's heart damage, Qin Muwen went out with Li Jin to pick up Xiao Baozi.
Because Li Jin made it once yesterday, Qin Muwen's walking is completely unaffected today.
Qin Muwen didn't notice anything, but Li Jin looked at him carefully, thinking in his heart, although the peak that the teenager can bear is not high, the starting point is high.
So, you can come at least twice in the future.
In Li Zhuzi's yard, he distributed Li Jin's scallion pancakes made by himself, with a smile that a man could understand.
"Young people."
Li Jin said without changing his face: "I will rely on Brother Zhuzi a lot in the future."
Li Zhuzi patted him on the shoulder: "Haha, hurry up and give birth to a son, your mother will be at ease in the spirit of heaven."
Although it was another emphasis on patriarchal, Li Jin had a very subtle feeling in his heart when he heard Li Zhuzi talking about his mother.
As if that was really his mother.
Li Jin seemed to be easy-going in her previous life, but in fact she had relatively weak relationships with her family and friends.
So he actually didn't feel much about the word 'mother'.
Now, in the process of Li Zhuzi reminding him over and over again, some very subtle thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart.
Li Jin was never an impatient person, he saw that the boy had already held the little bun in his arms.
And the moment Xiao Baozi saw his father, he buried his head on his father, as if he knew that the person who was abandoned this time was Li Jin.
Qin Muwen was actually very guilty. He didn't even remember that there was a brat at home last night!
But the little bun trusts Daddy, and he thinks that Daddy doesn't love him anymore.
Of course, when Li Jin kissed the little bun once in the evening, the little bun loosened up. When Li Jin kissed him for the second time, he smiled brightly at Li Jin again.
After Li Jin settled down the two cubs at home, he carried the bamboo basket and walked towards the town.
The young man also knew that he was going to participate in the poetry party tomorrow, so he sewed new clothes for him during the day. Li Jin is a little stronger now, and when he wears the old clothes, his arms are always strangled. Qin Muwen has noticed this for a long time, and now he can finally make new clothes for A Jin.
Li Jin was still relatively early in his study today. This time, he was not in a hurry to write the article silently, but wrote down his inspiration first.
This is what he realized when he was writing poetry. If a poem wants to have aura and gorgeous words, he can't do it for the time being, but if it is written close to life, it has a daily flavor, and the last sentence or two can be sublimated to emotion. A little bit of spirit.
Chen Xiran once again asked Li Jin how to write poetry, and Li Jin told him his thoughts.
After listening to this, Chen Xiran clapped his hands in amazement, and smiled heartily: "You have a great way! I asked the gentleman how to write a poem before, and the gentleman said that he has something in his heart and a meaning, which is poetry."
At that time, he thought it was nonsense, and he didn't have any thoughts in his mind, only the top card of Chi and Piaoxiangyuan. Therefore, scratching one's ears and scratching one's cheeks cannot make a good poem.
But with Li Jin's method summary, Chen Xiran also learned to record his occasional inspiration, and finally cite the classics and sublime the theme.
After Mr. Song saw it, he was silent for a while, and then he suddenly slapped Chen Xiran in the face.
Chen Xiran was stunned, not knowing what he had done wrong.
Mr. Song reprimanded: "You are copying Li Jin's poem! Don't ask yourself to take it, you are stealing!"
Chen Xiran was very wronged, he could only tell what Li Jin taught himself to write poetry.
After listening to Mr. Song, he almost had a question mark on his face. He never thought that poetry could be like this! The most important thing is that Li Jin is right at all.
Chen Xiran looked at the back of Mr. Song's doubts about life and felt that he had betrayed his friend Li Jin.
So he hurriedly apologized to Li Jin, but Li Jin didn't really feel much after listening to it. This is just a summary of the routine.
The literati thinks that writing poetry is very high, and he dismisses summaries, but he is a complete science student and medical student, and he is best at summarizing.
Li Jin didn't think that he could have profound attainments in writing poems and pictures, so he didn't feel jealous when he watched Chen Xiran's progress.
Li Jin said: "It's okay, it's always the way of the predecessors. You can do a good job of poetry, and enjoy tea and chrysanthemum tomorrow without embarrassing your husband. That's fine."
Mr. Song happened to hear Li Jin say this, and he would leave Li Jin to eat at noon no matter what.
And when Chen Xiran saw that Li Jin stayed, he also ate it cheekily.
Tomorrow is the third day of the third month of the third month, the day of the tea ceremony for Dou Shi, Mr. Song waved his hand and took a day off.
Let Li Jin and Chen Xiran prepare well.
Mr. Song was moved by Li Jin's words, and after Chen Xiran left, he had a lot of heart-to-heart talks with Li Jin.
"Do you plan to settle down in the town after you pass the Xiucai exam this time?"
Li Jin has not considered this issue, the most basic reason is that he is not sure whether he can be admitted as a scholar.
After all, I have only studied for such a short period of time, and the Tongsheng Exam is not only for recitation and dictation.
Eight-legged prose, classics, and poetry, which he had never been exposed to before.
Li Jin has not been arrogant enough to think that he is a transmigrator. In his previous life, his college entrance examination results and academic ability were amazing, so he could be invincible in this world.
On the contrary, he is a very down-to-earth man.
Li Jin replied: "Students have thought about this for a while. The school was abandoned for too long before, and it was hard to pick it up. Now the students are only interested in the test of Tongsheng."
Mr. Song looked at him and said with emotion, "It's true that I'm too impatient. It would be great if you had a clan uncle. I can also discuss with your clan uncle about buying real estate in the town."
In Mr. Song's view, a person like Li Jin, who is diligent and hardworking and supports his classmates, will definitely be admitted as a scholar.
If you are lucky, if you are admitted to Juren, and if there is a clan to help him plan, it will not be difficult to donate an official.
But Li Jin has no clansman, only one family is left, and the burden of life is all on his shoulders.
Mr. Song said: "If there is any difficulty in the future, just come to me. I still have some thin noodles in town."
Li Jin quickly got up and thanked him. Mr. Song drank two more cups of tea with him before letting him go.
After returning home, the boy coaxed Baozi to fall asleep, picked up his sewn coat, and gestured on Li Jin.
Li Jin enjoyed his intimacy and said, "put it on for me."
Qin Muwen was at home before, and Dad thought that he would be married by Lord Shangshu to a young man of the right household as a concubine.
After all, no one who is an official in the capital would marry a brother to be the principal.
So Dad taught him some tricks to please his husband, but just to add fun to life.
Undressing is part of that.
At this point, Qin Muwen had never served the original owner before, but he liked dressing and undressing Li Jin very much.
Qin Muwen's craftsmanship in making clothes is very good, and the fabric feels good in the hand.
He carefully took off his coat for Li Jin and put on his own clothes, then lowered his eyes and tied a belt to Li Jin.
Sure enough, the clothes fit a lot better, and with Li Jin's handsome face, people couldn't take their eyes off for a while.
"I also want to make clothes for A Jin."
The way teenagers express their love is always so straightforward.
Li Jin pinched his face and said, "Okay, you already know my size this time."