The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 262 Engineering Girl

The next day, Jia Huan got up early as usual. If Ping'er were here, he would have prepared toiletries in advance. When he heard the noise, he came over to help him dress and freshen up. However, the blond foreign girl Mandarin obviously Without this kind of consciousness, he still slept on the couch with his head covered, and a section of his fair upper arm was still exposed under the thin quilt.

Jia Huan couldn't help but sweat, this foreign girl wouldn't like to sleep naked, would she?

Thinking of that hot pear-shaped figure, even Jia Huan couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster. At this moment, Mandarin turned over in her sleep, and the thin quilt slipped from her body. Fortunately, she was still wearing underwear.

Maybe women are born with the ability to dress. Jia Huan just put down her clothes from the outside to the inside yesterday and left. No one taught her to wear them. She should have put them on by herself. Apart from not being able to hold Chinese-style clothes, Her hair was in a bun, her clothes were perfectly dressed, and she even had a sweat scarf on.

Jia Huan dressed lightly and walked to the desk to take a look. He found that on the white paper where he had drawn cups last night, he had drawn a lot of three-dimensional diagrams of cups. It was a little unfamiliar at first, but the more he drew, the better he became. Proficient, it can be seen that this woman has a background in this field, and it is not bad, but she is not used to the three-dimensional drawing method. Drawing three-dimensional drawings is different from painting. It needs to be combined with data. It requires high spatial thinking ability and a solid foundation in mathematical geometry. Even if you are a master of painting, you may not be able to draw a mechanical cross-section. You can draw it.

Jia Huan glanced at the sleeping Mandarin thoughtfully, and became more interested in the girl's true identity. Judging from her appearance and temperament, Mandarin's status should not be low, at least a noble from a certain European country. , and she has a strong and strong figure, and is used to straightening her waist. There is a callus on the index finger of her right hand, which is probably caused by frequently pulling the trigger. This means that she is most likely a soldier, or at least often touches a gun.

Female generals were not absent in ancient China. They were just an extremely rare phenomenon. However, in Europe where republics have emerged, it is not unusual to have female soldiers and generals. I wonder what level this Mandarin is and how she ended up among the merchants. In Rolle's hands?

Originally, Jia Huan could directly ask the red-bearded Luo Er, but that guy is not very honest, and he probably won't tell the truth if asked, so it is better not to ask. And this woman clearly understands English, but she has never been able to tell the truth. She is very guarded when she is willing to speak. Only when she lets down her guard and fully trusts herself will she reveal her true identity. However, it will only take a long time, and Jia Huan believes that one day she will be able to get something out of Mandarin.

Jia Huan got some water by himself and finished washing up, but Mandarin was still sleeping soundly. She was sleeping very deeply. Jia Huan walked over and covered her with the thin quilt that had fallen off, covering her sexy peach-like breasts. Huanyuan, then left the room and went to the yard for morning exercises.

For the next few days, Jia Huan went out early and came back late. There were too many things to be busy with. Lin Ruhai was sick and weak. He was involved in many military and political affairs. It was probably intended to train his abilities. Although Jia Huan was old, Although he was young, after the battle in Haimen County, he had already become famous in the army, especially among the soldiers of the Yangzhou Guard. When Li Yuan saw him, they would come forward to salute solemnly and respectfully call him: "Master Huan San!"

Let's get back to the subject. On this day, Jia Huan returned to his residence covered with stars and moonlight. Just as he was about to reach out and push open the door, the door opened from the inside. After this period of time, the blonde foreign girl Mandarin seemed to have gradually adapted to the role of a maid. She actually opened the door and took the gown that Jia Huan took off and hung it up.

After dinner and bathing, Jia Huan drew a main view of the Fo Lang machine gun as usual, marked various data, and handed it to the eager Mandarin next to him. The latter happily took it and immediately ran away impatiently. Sit down at the dinner table and draw three-dimensional diagrams and cross-sections based on the data given.

There are many girls who like to draw, but girls who like to draw drawings are very rare. Girls who like drawing drawings to the point of obsession are even rarer. This Mandarin is obviously such an anomaly, an out-and-out engineering girl, or An engineering girl who loves to draw weapons blueprints. Jia Huan even suspected that the reason why this woman adapted to the role of a maid so quickly was not because she had accepted her fate and lowered her profile to serve him, but because she wanted to "steal" from him.

But it doesn’t matter, just steal from the teacher. Classmate Jia is not a petty person, and with his knowledge reserve that is hundreds of years ahead of time, just revealing a little bit is enough to subvert Mandarin’s knowledge. She will steal for the rest of her life. There is no end to it, such as automatic rifles, machine guns, armored vehicles, tanks, etc. If she likes to study, let her study.

Jia Huan ignored Mandarin and took out the Four Books and Five Classics to review. It is now the end of May, and you will have to take the annual examination in early July. Only after passing the annual examination can you take the provincial examination in August. Although you have a plan in mind, you cannot be careless.

Summer insects were singing outside the window, and the fragrance of tea flowers sneaked into the screen window on the night wind, and the candle flame was swaying playfully. The two people in the room were each immersed in writing, not disturbing each other. I don’t know how long it took. Mandarin took the lead to put aside After finishing writing, she obviously finished the painting. She raised her head and glanced at Jia Huan, who was still concentrating on writing the article. She obediently did not disturb him and just continued to sit quietly.

Mandarin stared at the candle flame for a while, and then walked to the screen window with her two slim legs. Standing here, the fragrance of the tea flowers became more intense, and several moths kept flapping through the window screen. A slight popping sound was made.

Listening to the singing of summer insects, smelling the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and looking closely at the fluttering moths in front of her eyes, this peaceful and peaceful life actually made Mandarin feel a little trance for an instant, as unreal as a dream. It took a few days. Before, she was still locked in the dark bilge, living a life of fear.

When she was defeated, captured, and sold as a slave, she was filled with grief, anger, hesitation, unwillingness, and fear. She waited anxiously for her fate day and night. She had imagined various tragic endings for herself, but she could never escape becoming a man's plaything. It depends on whether it becomes the object of a group of men's ravages, or whether it is the secret possession of a certain man. If it is the latter, it is a blessing among misfortunes.

But now it seems that Mandarin feels that she is luckier than the lucky one, because this oriental man named Jia Huan is very young, handsome, seems to have a high status, and his knowledge... is not bad, Being able to write, draw, and speak British is relatively rare.

In addition, although this guy is a bit cunning and greedy, he is also very gentleman, at least towards himself. Not only does he not forcefully possess himself, he doesn't even touch himself, and his temper is easy-going. He is really... a very contradictory guy!

Life now is much better than I expected, at least for now. If I can continue to live like this, even if I can't return to my motherland thousands of miles away, it doesn't seem to be unacceptable...

Thinking of this, Mandarin subconsciously turned her head and glanced at Jia Huan, who was still concentrating on waving her hair.

(End of this chapter)