"Your cousin's name is Zhao Yuanyi, so I'll follow Yuanyi's name and give you the name 'Jingyi'."
When the new niece arrived, Gu Qingcheng still followed her rules and gave the little girl a name first.
"Jingyi? Zhao Jingyi?"
The little girl's face was slightly dark, and there was a hint of rural red on her face.
She chewed quietly, and little stars began to twinkle in her eyes. "That sounds good! Thank you, Auntie!"
Very good!
She has a name too.
Instead of "stinky girl", she is obviously not smelly, but her mother still gave her such a cheap name.
Like Zhao Yuanyi, she didn't understand what Jingyi meant.
But, Zhao Jingyi, she sounds nice, like a lady from a rich family.
Zhao Jingyi was very happy, and she had a natural admiration for her weak and beautiful third aunt.
She worked very hard.
Boiling water, cooking, the little guy was busy running around in the yard.
But Zhao Jingyi didn't feel any bitterness at all.
What's the suffering?
She does the same thing at home.
Not only that, after doing the work, he had to endure beatings and scoldings from his grandma and mother.
Even when eating, you can't eat too much.
It was a rare occasion for them to eat meat at home, so she could only watch and swallow her saliva.
It’s still better at my third aunt’s place. I can eat a full meal every day and have eggs every other day.
Even so, my aunt was a little embarrassed: "Jingyi, our family is still in mourning, we can't eat meat."
"Once the mourning period is over, we'll sell meat and have a meal every three to five days!"
Zhao Jingyi: ...
Zhao Jingyi was drooling so much that she couldn't speak.
The big picture that Gu Qingcheng painted made Zhao Jingyi more diligent and capable.
If Gu Qingcheng hadn't wanted to "take care" of Madam Ji San and paid her a large sum of money to do the laundry, little Zhao Jingyi would have wanted to take care of all the clothes in the house!
Zhao Jingyi is happy and works hard, but in the eyes of others, she is pitiful!
"Mrs. Gu is really something. Jingyi is only seven years old. How can she be asked to do so much work?"
Zheng Wanjun, who was also seven years old, once came to visit the Zhao family with her mother. Seeing Zhao Jingyi busying around, she felt very sympathetic.
Seven years old!
It's not child labor, it's child abuse.
In later generations, if a child of this age can dress himself, eat, and go to school independently, his parents and elders will praise him as "sensible".
But in this evil fictional ancient times, people have to do housework without even touching the ground.
As for Gu, she is almost thirty years old and is the elder, but she can just watch and enjoy it without any psychological burden!
She, she is going too far!
This time, Mrs. Wan did not agree with her daughter.
She looked into Zheng Wanjun's eyes and said softly, "Not to mention in the countryside, even in the city, a seven-year-old girl should learn to do housework."
Their daughter will be spoiled, firstly because their family has the conditions, and secondly because the couple dotes on her.
In fact, even if she doesn't do housework, Wan Niangzi is planning to offer some courses for her daughter.
Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are Mr. Zheng's specialties.
Mr. Zheng had already started his daughter's enlightenment when she was only three or four years old.
But my daughter doesn’t seem to be very good at it. She has only learned these skills but cannot master them.
It doesn't matter. The Zheng family is a family of officials. Knowing a little about music, chess, calligraphy and painting is enough to be able to cope with the situation. There is no need to force it.
However, needlework, cooking, housekeeping, etc. still need to be learned systematically.
They cannot stay in the capital, but in a remote small county town, where the resources are not as good as those in the capital.
If the parents don't pay more attention, their daughter's development will be really delayed.
Mrs. Wan was thoughtful and took charge of the entire household, having already started preparations.
Last month, she wrote a letter to the capital, asking her relatives and friends there for help.
Jingzhong will not refuse.
I believe that the governess and the teacher will come over in a few days.
Originally, Wan Niangzi wanted to tell her daughter, but since she was still young, she decided to let her off the hook for a while.
Wait until the governess and the female teacher arrive, and then discipline your daughter strictly.
Zheng Wanjun didn't know yet that her carefree days were about to end, and she would soon enter the miserable state of "ancient noblewoman training course".
On the first day of the New Year, Zheng Wanjun successfully persuaded her mother to take her out of town.
In ancient times, the few legitimate excuses women had to go out were to burn incense and worship Buddha.
Zheng Wanjun originally did not believe in Buddhism, but after the experience of time travel, she had to develop a fear of ghosts and gods.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, you can go to Qingfeng Temple outside the city to worship gods and seek peace of mind, and you can also go out for mountain hiking.
It's definitely killing two birds with one stone.
"I heard there's a ginkgo tree in Qingfeng Temple that's been alive for hundreds of years?"
Sitting in the carriage, Zheng Wanjun snuggled up to Wan Niangzi intimately and asked curiously.
"Yes! But it's the wrong season now. In autumn, all the ginkgo leaves turn yellow. It's really spectacular when you look at it from afar!"
Wan Niangzi had seen that extremely beautiful scene, and her eyes sparkled as she described it.
"Really? Then when autumn comes, let's go to Qingfeng Temple again."
Zheng Wanjun was very excited.
It is said that in later generations, with the development of information, she has seen countless beautiful scenes through short videos.
However, this is ancient times.
Her area of activity was limited to the back streets of the academy.
She couldn't even set foot anywhere further away, let alone go out to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Alas, this miserable ancient times!
And she would have to endure it for many years.
Wait, not necessarily!
If she demonstrates sufficient ability and wins a certain status in the family, she will have a say.
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