Chapter 139 It turns out that I have been teaching for two years.
Everyone was very happy when they learned that Song Jin was going to the Chai family to teach Bao Bao.
As she stepped into the Chai family's door, from now on, she was no longer the cook who was disliked by Chai Heng because her clothes were too old, but Bao Bao's master's wife.
Hong Xing used the fabric at home to make her a dress. It was a cape with a stand-up collar and wide sleeves, made of red satin with a pattern of plum blossoms and fragrant leaves. There was a pair of buttons made of cloth at the collar, which Song Jin thought looked very much like the buttons on a modern cheongsam, and were very delicate.
"My great grandmother also had a dress like this in the past. Her collar was all gold-buttoned. We can't afford it now, so I made you two pairs of clothes out of cloth. They are simpler, but tight."
Song Jin praised her: "You are so skillful."
"I don't have any other skills, I just know some needlework, I hope you don't mind, I will make more clothes for you in the future."
Hong Xing helped her straighten her clothes while talking to her with a smile.
Song Jin heard her tone seemed to be flattering, and understood most of it. There were not so many clothes to cut and mend in this room, but she didn't pick out the tears.
"Okay, my clothes will depend on you in the future."
"Okay, I'll make it look good for you."
Song Jin was picked up by someone sent by the Chai family. She went out in brand new clothes from head to toe. Mrs. Chen had tears in her eyes. It seemed that she was not going to the Chai family to be a master's wife, but more like getting married.
Old Lu felt that his ancestral graves were filled with smoke, and a capable girl emerged. Now he had hope for the rest of his life. If Song Jin was smart and found an opportunity to marry Ji Shubai, wouldn't he be able to look down on others in the future?
Song Jin sat alone in the sedan chair, not as excited as they were. This job was not as easy as imagined, and Baobao was not a docile and obedient child. He didn't know what he would encounter when he went there.
Never mind. When the enemy comes, we will fight him; when the water comes, we will block it with earth. What is there to be afraid of?
When the sedan chair landed in the Chai family's sedan hall, a sedan bearer lifted the curtain for her, and Song T Jin, dressed in fragrant leaf red, walked out. As soon as she stood firm, she saw Ji Shubai standing in the hall waiting for her, accompanied by the Chai couple.
Why pick her up with such high standards?
Song Jin came over with a smile on his face and bowed. Madam Chai greeted him happily, "Glad that you're here. Ask the servants to put the things inside first. Let's sit down and have a cup of tea."
Although they were here to drink tea, Song Jin was not actually the protagonist. She knew very well why Ji Shubai was here. It was just to show that he valued her very much.
Song Jinshou felt at ease about this, so he didn't think anything of it as he sat there drinking tea.
Ji Shubai knew the limits, he was not particularly attentive to her in front of others, nor did he make jokes with her, Song Jin sat comfortably. It was not until they parted that Ji Shubai stood up and stared at her, and Song Jin felt uncomfortable being stared at, and then she realized what was going on.
"I'll go see Master Ji off."
The two walked out side by side.
"Today is not the fifth of the month, so how come you have time to come here?" Song Jin looked for an opportunity to talk to him.
"I knew you were coming today, so I took the time to come and see you."
"What are you looking at?" Song Jin asked knowingly.
"See if you are used to it here, see if you need anything, see if you need any help."
Ji Shubai spoke as if it was a matter of course, as if caring about Song Jin was his duty.
Song Jin chuckled after hearing this, and Ji Shubai turned to look at her: "What are you laughing at?"
"nothing."
When the two of them reached the patio of the sedan chair hall, Ji Shubai stopped.
"I'm leaving."
"Um."
"Can I come often from now on?"
Song Jin rarely got shy and looked at the ground with his eyes squinting: "Okay."
"Baobao is sometimes not very obedient. If there is anything that makes you unhappy, tell me and I will deal with her for you."
Song Jin covered his face and smiled: "Master Ji is worried that I can't handle a child?"
Seeing that she was full of confidence, Ji Shubai said no more, but his eyes could not help but linger on her for a moment longer.
"I'm leaving."
"Be careful on the road."
The Chai family was very big, and the room arranged for Song Jin was a bit remote. The little maid took Song Jin all the way inside, saying to her as they walked:
"Madam said that this place is quiet and most suitable for teaching my sister."
"There is already a teacher at home teaching me in the morning, so your class will be at 1:00 pm."
"Your things have been put in. If there is anything you need, just let me know."
"From now on, three meals a day will be delivered to you, and there will be servants to take care of you on a daily basis."
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The little maid sent Song Jin into the house before leaving. Song Jin stood in the middle of the room and looked around.
On the right was the bedroom, a small one. Where she was standing was a small living room. There was no couch, but instead a table and chairs. Behind the antique display case on the left was a small study with bookshelves against the wall, but there were not many books. There was also a not-so-big desk.
There is a fairly large osmanthus tree in the yard, with a stone table and stone benches placed beneath it. In the corner, surrounding the rockery, is a large clump of rhododendrons in full bloom, in all their colorful glory, very beautiful.
She was very satisfied with this place, which was quiet and suitable for teaching children.
Song Jin sorted out the things she brought, which were actually not too many. In addition to daily necessities, she also brought some paper and pen. However, she was still missing some things, so she wrote a list and gave it to the maid during lunch, asking her to help buy one.
Baobao's class was scheduled for the next afternoon. She had already prepared everything she needed, so she was free this afternoon. She took the teapot and teacup and sat under the osmanthus tree in the yard, drinking slowly.
It was March, and the weather was just right. Wild bees were buzzing around the azaleas not far away. The hexagonal purple clay teapot at hand was filled with this spring's Sangui Yuya tea. The aroma of honeysuckle came from somewhere in the yard.
Song Jin wore a red satin cape and pink embroidered satin high-heeled shoes. Her hair was tied up in a high bun and a crabapple velvet hairpin was pinned behind her head.
The outfit is very youthful, just as a 19-year-old girl should look.
She squinted her eyes, raised her face, and felt the rare tranquility and beauty.
Thinking back to two years ago, it was also March, the crabapple blossoms were flying, and she felt desperate when she woke up lying on a bunk bed.
It's been two years already.
On the afternoon of the second day, Mrs. Chai personally brought Baobao to become a disciple.
She was not a great scholar, but the Chai family was very polite and asked Baobao to bring a gift of money to offer tea and pay homage to her teacher.
When Baobao came in and saw that it was Song Jin, she stood there and refused to leave. Madam Chai pushed her and said, "Baobao, go and serve tea to your master's wife."
One of Baobao's shoulders was pushed forward and tilted, but she stubbornly turned it back.
"She is a cook. What can she teach me?"
Mrs. Chai was a little angry: "What did I tell you just now? Go over and serve tea."
Song Jin sat there and looked at Bao Bao's face full of dissatisfaction. He didn't speak up for her and just watched Mrs. Chai deal with her.
That’s why people say that Mrs. Chai is so vicious. After calling Baobao’s name in a low voice, Baobao reluctantly took the tea and handed it to Song Jin.
"Master's wife."
Even though his head was lowered, he still rolled his eyes to look at Song Jin, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
Song Jin took the teacup with a smile and drank the tea, thus accepting him as his disciple.
After the apprenticeship was completed, everyone left, leaving Song Jin and the unconvinced Bao Bao staring at her.
"Why, you're not convinced?"
Bao Bao raised his chin and said, “I don’t agree!”
"Why are you not convinced?"
"Do you know who my current husband is?"
Song Jin shook his head.
"My husband was a Jinshi during the Jiajing period, and he had been in the Hanlin Academy for many years. Uncle Ji also taught me. Who are you? What can you teach me?"
After hearing this, Song Jin was not anxious, but just asked: "What have you learned now?"
"When chaos first began, the universe began to be established. The light and clear air that floated up became the sky, and the heavy and turbid air that condensed down became the earth..."
Baobao read a passage from "Youxue Qionglin", which was considered an enlightenment study for children of that age. He spoke clearly and without stumbling, and was quite clever.
However, Song Jin realized that these first few sentences were very similar to his own theory that the earth was supported by air. No wonder everyone believed it.
"You've learned well." Song Jin praised her.
"Then what can you do?" Bao Bao's ferocity lessened after receiving the compliment, and he asked her with his head tilted.
"As for me, I can put the rainbow in the sky before your eyes."
Baobao opened his eyes wide for a moment, but his expression changed immediately.
"You speak nonsense."
Song Jin smiled and said, "We'll know if we try."
If you spray water with your mouth in the sun, as long as the spray is fine enough and forms a layer of mist in the air, it will refract and create a rainbow. This is what Song Jin learned in elementary school.
At noon when we were talking about this knowledge point, countless children were playing with water in the open space of the school.
Baobao is still young, how could he not be curious?
In order to let Bao Bao concentrate on his studies, there were no servants to serve him for the time being, so Song Jin took the unattended Bao Bao to the yard with a tea bowl full of cold water in his hand.
Song Jin stood in front of the azalea bushes with his back to the light. He took a big gulp of water and sprayed it forward. Bao Bao watched from the side with a frown on his face.
It's indecent, really indecent.
But this disgust was instantly forgotten when the rainbow appeared.
"Rainbow, there is a rainbow, there really is a rainbow."
Bao Bao clapped his hands and jumped up.
"We have to wait and see."
Song Jin asked her to try it herself. Children don't know how to spray water, so she just sprayed out a stream of water, which was good for watering flowers.
Bao Bao didn't believe it and tried again and again. His cheeks were sore from puffing up. Finally, under Song Jin's guidance, he sprayed out the first rainbow.
She squatted there, admiring the rainbow she had created with great joy.
Song Jin knew that it was too early to explain the principle to her, so he coaxed her: "Is it fun? I have many tricks like this. Call me Master's Wife and I will teach you how to play it later."
When Baobao turned to look at her again, his eyes were full of admiration.
"Master, please teach me, please teach me."
Song Jin naturally would not spend the entire afternoon spraying water and watching rainbows. She wiped the water off Baobao's chin with a handkerchief, led them into the house, and officially became her master's wife.
"Do you have any other name?" Song Jin felt that the name Baobao didn't sound like a real name.
"My surname is Chai, and my given name is Hui."
Baobao spoke with great energy. Song Jin looked at her and it seemed like she had practiced this a long time ago. He wondered who she learned from.
"Hui?"
"The clear waves are like the sun shining brightly, don't you know it?"
How could Song Jin say she didn't know? Otherwise, this little girl would look down on her.
"I do know a little bit, but today we are not learning poetry, we are learning mathematics."
Song Jin decided to teach her Arabic numerals first, and build the foundation step by step. Baobao saw that this number was much simpler than the numbers she had learned, so she studied hard until the morning when the maid came to take Baobao back.
The first day of teaching was over, but she was still not sure about the results. However, she had a changed impression of Baobao.
She is smart, clever, and curious enough. She is a good student, but also a difficult student to tame. Without enough tricks and ideas, it is easy for her to lose interest in you. Once she loses interest in you, she will also easily lose interest in the knowledge you teach.
Good students also need guidance, which gave Song Jin, who was a teacher for the first time, a headache.
At dinner time, the maid who brought her here yesterday brought her the things she needed, one of which was the goose feather.
Song Jin wanted to make a few feather pens. Whether it was for the English classes she was going to teach later or the current Arabic numerals, feather pens were better than brushes, so she specifically asked for goose feathers with thick quills to make it easier to use them for writing.
The method is also simple. Make a slanting cut at the base of the feather tube, and make a crack at the tip like a fountain pen to draw water. Poke a hole at the base of the crack to hang the water. Clean out the contents of the feather tube, and then stuff a piece of bamboo thread twisted into a screw shape into it. This can both hold the water and prevent too much from flowing out at once, and also prevent it from absorbing too much ink.
After finishing, Song Jin tried it out and found that writing with a pointed pen was much more convenient. Now he had a way to attract Bao Bao tomorrow.
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