Chapter 2
I've been bored lately. After visiting my elders one after another, I've settled into a quiet life. There are some books in the study, but I can't understand them.
When Anran came to visit me again, she kept talking about the importance of studying. How subtle was she? She was just talking about the deeds of talented women and scholars. So I deliberately said, "Brother, if you do more research, you will eventually find a truly talented woman you like."
Because of the unspeakable things in my heart, I felt close to her, and Anran and I became familiar with each other.
This sentence immediately choked An Ran. He knocked my head and said, "What nonsense!" He pursed his lips and said, "Lanlan, do you want to learn...books?"
I feel like he wants to talk about studying, but that's just my guess.
"Okay." I agreed casually. An Ran was stunned for a moment, and almost jumped up in surprise. He stood up and wanted to pull me to find my mother, so I stood up with his strength.
"Brother, don't be impatient. It's afternoon now after all, and we're having dinner together tonight. It's not too late to talk about it then."
An Ran was still very happy. Her smile felt as warm as the sun. "Yeah, it seems I lost my composure."
During dinner, Anran really talked about this matter happily. Her mother and father were stunned as they had not thought about this matter.
It can be seen how much I didn’t like studying before.
Both of them looked at me, so I slowly put down my chopsticks, wiped my mouth, and picked up the teacup to take a sip of water.
Before I could pretend to be calm, a slap was already on my head.
"You're still getting so stern." My mother didn't give me any slack. "I'll hire a doctor for you tomorrow. If you piss him off again this time, I'll break your legs."
I was of little influence, so I could only nod. Anran smiled softly, with a shy feeling that made me dazed again.
My mother and father were discussing hiring some tutors, but I didn't pay much attention. Even now, I still have to learn to read.
As they were talking, they heard their father say to An Ran, "Ran Ran, why don't you let Lan Lan learn arithmetic from you? After all, no one else out there is as good as you."
I was very surprised and looked at my brother.
"Okay." An Ran nodded and touched my head. "Lan Lan, brother will not show mercy, you have to be serious."
So it was settled, and a learned gentleman was hired for me temporarily. Of course, my reputation might have spread, so it would be difficult to hire more.
The schedule was set. I would study with my teacher in the morning, and study arithmetic with my brother after a nap the next afternoon.
Two days later, I was dragged out of bed early in the morning. After washing and eating in a daze, my mother took me to the study to meet my teacher, Mr. Li, a talented man who did not want to join the officialdom and was a little financially tight. After all, my mother gave him a lot.
I feel that the teacher is more nervous than I am. He may be worried that his job will not last long.
However, after a morning, I felt that the teacher was much more relaxed and even a little happy. After the class, he kept praising my intelligence and eagerness to study to my mother.
My mother didn't know what expression to express. It was the first time that the teacher praised her child.
No matter what, I was reincarnated after all, so I can't pretend to be a child.
Besides, I still want to learn something. In this world, women are expected to be more independent. Although I don't want to have three husbands and six concubines, I don't want to be a special non-marriage advocate. After all, when in Rome, do as the Romans do, and there is also the need to continue the family line.
And Anran, no matter whether what I think is true or not, I want him to live a better life.
In the afternoon, it was time to learn arithmetic. Anran taught very carefully. According to my situation, she started with each number.
When I learned it completely, he was very surprised, and then he taught me some simple addition and subtraction within 10.
Although I mastered it quickly, Anran didn't teach me any more and asked me to memorize it first.
Later I heard that he was so excited that he went to talk to my father about my progress. At the end of the day, if I hadn't had "amnesia" and thought I might have some memory, they would have really thought I was a child prodigy.
But just like that, a few days passed and everyone, including my mom and dad, looked at me strangely, which made me pretend for a while.
In the second arithmetic class, seeing that I had mastered it, he taught me addition within 100.
This time, Anran taught me a new way to write numbers. Looking at the familiar Arabic numerals and vertical calculations, I couldn't help but ask, "Why are these numbers different?"
An Ran looked proud: "The original one was too complicated. This one has been improved. It's simpler and more convenient."
I was very confused and my mind was starting to explode, but I could only suppress the endless thoughts.
I spent the whole afternoon obediently and walked out of the school with Anran's expression that said "You are worthy of being my sister".
On the way, I couldn't help but ask Zhixia, my maid.
Wanwan then told the story of the numbers, and she was extremely proud: "This was modified by our eldest son. At first, the master thought it was useful, and later the head of the family reported it to the court, and it was then promoted."
I stopped and stood there for a long time under Zhixia's puzzled gaze, then turned and walked towards my mother's study. Zhixia hurriedly followed me and said, "Miss, what's wrong?"
When Tongchuan entered the study, his mother was sitting at the desk with a puzzled look on her face: "Why do you want to see me?"
I said very seriously, "Mom, I want to learn martial arts."
My mother was very angry and suddenly exploded: "You bastard, you just studied for two days and you stop studying again. You are fickle." As she said this, she threw the teacup in her hand at me.
I stood still and let it hit my shoulder. After all, we were mother and daughter, so it was obvious that she still loved me and didn't hit me on the head. But the hot tea didn't taste very good either.
"I don't mean to stop studying. I just want to add martial arts to strengthen my body."
The mother looked surprised: "Are you serious? You can't be afraid of being tired when learning martial arts?"
I was very determined, "Since it was me who proposed it, I will definitely try my best to stick to it."
My mother was happy now. She walked over to me and patted my shoulder vigorously. "Hahaha, good boy, good boy."
He stopped working and took me out with his arms around my shoulders. "Come on, change your clothes first. We'll have dinner together at your father's house tonight."
As he spoke, he walked and then met his father and his group who were looking very aggressive.
"You bastard Yu Zilu, did you hit my child?" Looking at my wet clothes, my father was very angry.
The mother couldn't help but shudder and hurriedly coaxed, "How could it be? She spilled it accidentally. I was just about to take her to change clothes, and then we'll come to have dinner together." As she spoke, she took her father's hand and led him to his father's yard. By the way, she glared at Zhixia who ran to her father to shake him when she heard the noise.
I said goodbye to my mother and father and quietly took Zhixia back to the room to change clothes.
When I returned to my father's room, he looked at me worriedly. "Learning martial arts is hard, and persistence is key. Lanlan, can you handle it?"
I hurriedly comforted my father, "I'm not going to take the martial arts exam, I just want to keep fit. You don't have to worry."
My father couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's right. Even your brother, who's so quiet, runs a few laps every day."
I was stunned for a moment, forced the corners of my mouth to straighten, and felt bitter in my heart.
If what I thought was true, then my brother who has the memory must have had a very hard time these years. It would be better if he didn't remember anything.
The next day during class, my brother couldn't help but ask me curiously why I suddenly wanted to learn martial arts. I tried to pull the corners of my mouth and said, "I always need to have some ability to protect myself and you."
An Ran was stunned for a moment before she smiled, "Then I can rely on you to protect my brother."
I nodded and continued with the class. In this way, I started to live a hard life of getting up early in the morning to practice martial arts and then study.
In my previous life, although I was also physically flexible, I was good at studying and had an easy job, so I was a lazy person and had nothing to do with fitness.
I've been asking for trouble in this life. Every time I feel like I can't persevere, I look at Anran and finally persevere in learning.
My brother was always amazed at the speed with which I learned arithmetic.
It wasn't until one day when I heard my father ask my brother if he was tired that I suddenly realized that this is a world where women are superior. My brother has to learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting, learn sewing and embroidery, help my father manage the family business, and he also has the traditional Chinese medicine that he is interested in, and exercise every day.
Even with a lifetime of memories, refining them still requires a lot of effort and time.
My hardworking white moonlight will still be living upward in another life.
But the world of women-dominated women didn't give my brother the best opportunity to shine. Fortunately, it wasn't too conservative. Fortunately, my brother was a homebody who could go with the flow.
Perhaps, in this life, he would be born into a good family, find a good wife, and live a leisurely and happy life. But my brother is not the kind of person who will just lie down and do nothing.
I was in a state of confusion and thought for a long time, but finally decided to confront him.
I didn't have the courage to say it directly, so I memorized the multiplication table that my brother taught me in math class.
I kept staring at my brother, watching him freeze, then suddenly look at me, speechless for a long time. My brother's lips moved for a long time, but in the end no words came out, only tears streaming down his face.
I made up my mind that if he wanted to know anything, I would tell him everything he wanted to know. But in the end, he just shed silent tears.
I held him tightly, letting him cry and vent. In the end, he didn't ask anything. Thinking about my brother not daring to ask, I felt even more distressed.
The next day, my father told me in confusion, "Your brother said you've mastered arithmetic and learned so quickly. Did you make him angry? His eyes are red and swollen, and it's obvious he's been crying. I asked him, but he wouldn't say anything."
I didn't answer my father either, after all, I didn't know how to say it.
But I didn't have the courage to go find my brother. Instead, my brother came to find me in the evening and told me not to misunderstand him, but that he probably had nothing more to teach me.
He asked me who I was. He felt that his appearance had not changed much. Since I dared to confront him, I must know him. But he was ashamed and had no idea who I was.
I laughed out loud, "Of course you know, I'm just a casual fan." My brother then said, since someone else remembered it, please let me change the name of his yard, he also has to start a new life.
He still didn't ask anything else.
I didn't dare speculate, nor did I dare to bring up anything else. Ultimately, it was best if my brother could forget. But I still took the initiative to speak up. I felt it was important. "Brother, that incident was later called the origin of the awakening of public consciousness. So many people love you!"
My brother smiled with tears in his eyes.
I looked up all the ancient books in the Book of Songs, and finally used the tacky "Lan Yue Pavilion". My brother laughed at me at that time, "Do you think I can catch the moon in the sky, or do you think I am a fox fairy who can pick the moon? Huh?" He said while winking to tease me.
Anyway, it’s good to see that he is not depressed. After all, no matter what the meaning is, it is always the dream of the previous life that can be realized in this life.
My father thought I was "meddling in other people's business" and complained to my mother about me again, although my mother thought it was a very small matter, even smaller than my own freedom.
My grandmother was very happy with my brother's talent and my progress. She thought my mother and father had very good genes, and she couldn't help but start the process of urging me to have a child. It is said that the emperor's aunt was very happy for a while, and she almost asked me to be a companion to the princess.
Fortunately, my clever old mother pushed it back based on my past heroic deeds and the fact that I might have been inconsistent.
Of course, I don't think the Emperor's aunt really believes me. After all, I was quite famous before, and the original owner had also rolled around at the palace banquet.
Just like that, five years passed in a flash while I was studying hard, feeling extremely anxious inside but remaining calm on the outside.
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