Farm Gate Business Tycoon

Chapter 14
When Gu Qingyang heard her mentioning this issue, she showed an unhappy expression, "What's more, when I asked you to learn how to read and write with me, you refused to learn anything because you listened to your mother, and now you are blind."

Gu Qingmei's heart suddenly turned cold, and she couldn't read. In the future, wouldn't she even be able to read the account books?
Gu Qingyang smiled and said: "However, if you start learning now, there is still time, but I am going to study in the academy now, and I don't have so much time to teach you, so it is better to let Shaotong teach you first, and take "San Zi Jing", "Hundred Surnames", "Thousands of Surnames" "Character" all read once."

Lu Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, okay, let's start today."

"What's the hurry? Let's talk after dinner!"

Because the younger son who was studying in the city came back, Mrs. Gu went to the grocery store to buy [-] yuan worth of pork, and fried pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli, so that the younger son could strengthen his body.

After dinner, Gu Qingyang taught Gu Shaotong to read a few lines of "Thousand Characters" in Gu Qingmei's room by the oil lamp. Seeing that Gu Shaotong could memorize it, he went back to sleep in the east room.

Another day later, Gu Qingyang got up early in the morning again, filled up the water tanks at home, and then helped Gu Liu to feed the chickens raised in the backyard, picked up all the eggs, and cut the fodder with a guillotine , mixed with black bean noodles, and fed the little donkey that Gu Yunbai used to drive his feet.

After Gu Liu woke up in the morning, he was busy making breakfast. After Gu Yunbai ate, he went to the field with a hoe. The land rented by the family had been planted with wheat last autumn. The snow has melted, and the weeds have grown. He should go to the field to clean up the weeds every now and then.

Gu Qingyang also picked up the hoe and followed him out. As soon as he reached the door, Gu Yunbai scolded him, "Go back!"

"Father, I'm idle even if I'm idle, and I can exercise by doing some work." Gu Qingyang retorted and walked towards his family's farmland with a hoe on his shoulder.

Gu Qinglei also came out of the fenced yard next door with a hoe on his shoulder, and said, "Second Uncle, are you going to clear the ground?"

"En!" Gu Yunbai responded, he was usually honest and talked very little, let alone his nephew, he didn't even talk to his wife, he just knew how to work hard all day long.

I helped Gu Yunbai at home for a whole day, and in the evening, Gu Qinglei drove Gu Qingyang to the city in a donkey cart.

Five days later, Gu Qingyang came back again, and it was Gu Yunbai who stopped by to pick him up. This time he came back with a lot of things.

He took all the things into Gu Qingmei's room, "Meizi, I bought everything you asked for!"

"Really?" Gu Qingmei was sitting cross-legged on the kang, with a green brick placed at her feet, holding a writing brush, dipped in water, and practiced calligraphy on the green brick.

For poor families who cannot afford rice paper, it is the cheapest way to practice calligraphy.

Wait until the watermark is dry and you can write a new one.

Seeing that the fourth brother came back, she smiled and put on her shoes and got off the kang, "Let me see what you bought?"

However, Gu Qingyang saw the words she wrote on the blue brick at a glance, and suddenly said in surprise: "Meizi, are these your words?"

Gu Qingmei pursed her lips and smiled, "Yes!"

In her previous life, she was brought up by her grandfather, who was a very traditional person. Apart from cultivating her to be the successor of the family, she also taught her calligraphy, so she was good at calligraphy in her previous life. Also recognize some traditional characters.

It's just that after transmigrating, I heard that the original owner of this body was illiterate, so she had no choice but to act like a beginner, showing off to others, lest people find that she is full of literary talents, but can't find a way to talk.

Gu Qingyang praised: "This block letter is really good, I can't see that you just learned to write."

Gu Qingmei said modestly: "It may be because I am more used to drawing flowers, so I am better at copying. I just wrote it according to the book."

Gu Qingyang put the blue brick on the ground, and said with a smile: "I can't see that these years have buried you!"

Gu Qingmei changed the topic to the things he bought, "Fourth brother, didn't you say you bought me painting tools? Take them out and let me see!"

Gu Qingyang hurriedly unwrapped a few bundles, "Look, here is a set of calligraphy brushes for fine brushwork, this is for drawing lines, this is for dyeing, this is the pen holder, and paper, I bought you the best Bingxuexuan, these are pigments, including ochre, zinc white, cyan, gamboge, rouge, phthalocyanine blue, phthalocyanine green, scarlet, and magenta, a total of nine colors, a color palette, and a paperweight."

"Thank you fourth brother!" Looking at the painting tools in front of her, Gu Qingmei finally found a little rebirth goal.

Her head was injured, and she was afraid of the wind, so she didn't dare to go out. These days, she basically had nothing to do except eat and sleep. She could only learn to read the "San Zi Jing" with her nine-year-old niece to pass the time. Almost suffocated to death.

She couldn't wait to clean up the dining table, wiped it clean with a rag, and took a piece of ice and snow rice paper. Seeing that the paper felt extremely thick, she knew that it was high-quality cooked rice paper treated with alum. She cut it out according to the composition in her heart. After laying it, I was busy grinding ink.

Gu Qingyang couldn't help laughing and said: "I never knew, but you are a quick temper."

Gu Qingmei said: "I'm almost suffocating these days, so I can find something to do."

Gu Qingyang took the oil lamp off the kang table and put it on the dining table, and took a needle from the needlework basket that was only used for making quilts, and flipped the wick to make the flame bigger, saying: "Let's save it at night." Eyes, don't be too tired."

Gu Qingmei responded, but took out the brush to wash it out, filled it with water, soaked the newly bought paintbrush in it, and waited until the glue on the brush had melted, then impatiently dipped in the ink to outline the lines.

These days, she has nothing to do, thinking about what kind of pattern can better meet the aesthetic requirements of this era in her head every day.

Gu Qingyang also knew that this younger sister had always been diligent, and it was really hard for her to be bored these days, so she left her alone and went to Dongli Room, took off the scholar's robe on her body, changed into homely coarse clothes, washed her face, and washed her hands , and then went to the yard next door, greeted Mrs. Gu, and then came back to prepare for dinner.

Naturally, Gu Liu is adding food. Among the four sons, she loves the youngest son the most, who can study and is sensible.

Gu Yunbai sat on the kang by himself, guarding the kang table with his legs crossed. He didn't like to eat at the table, and sat on the kang to eat every day.

As soon as his son came back, Gu Liushi was very happy, and when he was happy, he would send Gu Shaotong to make wine for him. Gu Liushi used a jug to burn him two taels of burning knife, fried a peanut for him, and gave him He ordered some food and let him drink by himself.

Gu Shaohua already knew how to eat with a spoon by himself, but he ate in a mess, all over his face.

(End of this chapter)