After being rubbed on the head, Tang Shiyue's anger subsided at once. She hummed meaningfully, then took Qi Yang's hand and went out.
Several people were waiting outside. Tang Shiyue carefully checked Xiao Yaoer and Huo Qiyang again. There were no broken bones, only bruises and some scratches from thorns. Fortunately, the weather was not too cold, otherwise the children would easily get frostbite if they were unconscious outside.
Huo Qijing came out after a while, whispered a few words to Liang Da Huzi, then took Xiao Yaoer in his arms, and the group walked down the mountain.
He whispered, "He committed suicide."
Tang Shiyue didn't say anything. After a while, he said, "I allowed him to commit suicide. After his body is burned, his ashes will be sent back to his hometown and buried with his family."
He looked back and saw smoke rising from that place.
Huo Qijing gently pressed Qiyang's head: "Ayang, I am your elder brother. He has tried to kill you several times, and I will never tolerate it. However, both father and son have fought in the battlefield, so even if he deserves to die, I have to give him a decent death. Do you understand?"
He just said it, not expecting Qi Yang to answer.
After a while, Xiao Qi Yang said, "I understand."
Huo Qijing was slightly stunned.
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Then he smiled and said, "I'm glad you understand. I don't want to create any rift between us because of this. I don't know who made up that rumor, but my family never paid any attention to it. When you were born, your grandfather, your parents, and I were all very happy."
Another long while passed.
Xiao Qiyang: “Yeah.”
Huo Qijing was overjoyed.
Tang Shiyue had known him for such a long time, but this was the first time she saw him smile so happily. His eyes were really like what the book said, "full of stars", so beautiful that she couldn't help but laugh along with him.
Huo Qiyang and Xiao Yaoer were not seriously injured, but Xiao Yaoer was still sick for several days.
It was not until Tang Shiyue saw Xiao Yaoer sobbing while sick at night that she realized that she had actually been worried for a long time.
Children of this generation are naturally precocious, and Xiao Yaoer is very sensitive. Although she didn't ask, she roughly understood what happened after listening to everyone's words. There was no one to talk to, so she probably was upset and let it out when something happened.
Tang Shiyue could only act as a warm baby and accompany her for several days. He felt that he had taken a big step forward on the road of being both a father and a mother.
During this time, she also did something big.
She had asked Huo Qijing for some white radish before, and Huo Qijing did find some for her. If they were put together from several places, it would only be enough to plant two or three acres of land, which was far from enough.
Tang Shiyue thought that cotton liked heat, so she could use the room with a kang as a greenhouse and also build a fire wall and a shed in the training ground outside so that she could plant a batch of cotton quickly.
Normally, cotton grows steadily. If nutrients are supplied, it can keep growing without topping.
But the cotton seeds these days can only produce 20 to 30 bolls. No matter how carefully the plants are cared for, there won't be many more. We can only plant as much as we can. If we calculate that we have planted more than one acre of land, we can produce 40,000 to 50,000 more cotton bolls, which is reasonable.
She just kept doing this, and Huo Qijing didn't ask any questions. He just followed her instructions, acting like a slave wife who allowed her to have whatever she wanted.
What's more, the bigger surprise is that among the seeds he found, there were actually watermelons!
It is said that this is the winter melon of Yongjia. In the Southern Dynasties, there was a medical scientist named Tao Hongjing who once described a strange melon in the "Collected Annotations to the Classic of Materia Medica", "The winter melons in Yongjia are very large and can be stored until spring."
It turns out that winter melon is watermelon! It turns out that watermelon has existed for a long time! The historian misunderstood me! He also said that watermelon was "introduced into China since the Five Dynasties"!
Tang Shiyue was very happy and felt that next summer would be better.
When she finished her work here, Xiao Yaoer's illness was almost recovered, so she continued to go to Xu's house for classes. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Xu Wenqu and Xiao Qiyang sitting and standing, talking to each other.
Although Huo Qiyang could only say one word and never two words...but being able to answer was already a huge improvement for Huo Qiyang!
Tang Shiyue was surprised and happy. After asking Tang Shirong, she found out that ever since the Rao Xiu incident, Qi Yang has been getting better day by day. Now he can have brief conversations with everyone. However, if Tang Junchen tries to flirt with him, he will still turn a deaf ear.
But that's good enough!
Tang Shiyue sat aside, watching for a while with a smile, then she picked up a pen and wrote while saying lightly: "What's so strange about this? You knew there was a dog on that road, so of course you were afraid of that road. Now that you know the dog is dead, of course you are not afraid anymore! This is normal."
After she finished speaking, she pasted the words she had just written on her forehead, which read: "Hands on".
Several people burst out laughing at her.
Then Xu Wenqu exclaimed: "Yuer is practicing calligraphy, these characters..." He stood up and thought about it.
Tang Shiyue froze. Then she quickly collected the paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the waste paper basket: "No! You are mistaken! I don't have it!" She stood up and ran away quickly.
Xu Wenqu laughed and shook his head.
Then he went over and picked up the paper, unfolded it and said with a smile: "Did Rong'er teach her?"
"No," Tang Shirong was also a little surprised: "I didn't even know she was practicing calligraphy."
He asked again: "Did Yanger teach you?"
Xiao Qiyang shook his head. Xu Wenqu had already carefully flattened the paper ball, looked at it carefully, and said, "It should be Qi Jing."
Although the strokes of this calligraphy are immature, it can be seen that the calligraphy was copied from a piece of calligraphy in the style of iron painting and silver hooks that penetrate into the wood with great precision.
Xu Wenqu read it carefully and said with a smile: "It's actually pretty good, but women should not learn to write in a too sonorous style. You will not be able to write so powerfully in the future, and it will look weird instead."
Tang Junchen also read it and said with a smile: "Master, you also call this well-written? If I wrote this, you would definitely make me copy it a hundred times!"
Xu Wenqu smiled and said, "Oh? If that's the case, then your homework for today will be three essays!"
Tang Junchen: “…”
His face was devastated.
Why did he say this when he knew that his master was biased? Especially Huo Qiyang, who had always turned a blind eye to him, looked at him with disdain, and his face clearly said "I will complain".
Xu Wen said, "I will write a calligraphy copybook. Rong'er can bring it back to Yue'er and ask her to copy it."
Tang Shirong responded with a smile.
So when Tang Shiyue practiced calligraphy again, Huo Qijing discovered that the copybook she was copying had changed.
Xu Wenqu was able to write in various styles. The calligraphy he wrote for Tang Shiyue had beautiful, elegant and freehand handwriting, and Tang Shiyue fell in love with it at first sight.
Moreover, I felt very comfortable with it, and was immersed in the excitement of "Wow, I am a genius, and I can be the future Wang Xizhi" every moment.
The next day, she shamelessly went to Xu's house and claimed that it was written by "a kid from the martial arts school" and asked Xu Wenqu to take a look.
Xu Wenqu took it tacitly.
He held the red brush in a serious tone, circled one stroke, then another: "This stroke is well written, very beautiful. Well, this character is also very beautiful. This hook is really the finishing touch..."
Then Tang Shiyue happily took the circled paper and went back.
Xia Yuhui, who witnessed all this, had a complicated expression.
He thought he was quite shameless, but for this ugly word, even if he took into consideration that "she was the boss", he could only give her two or three words of encouragement at most?
Mr. Xu stood up calmly and said, "The sage once said, 'Qiu retreats, so he advances; You embraces others, so he retreats.' With Yue'er's personality, you have to coax her, and she will be willing to learn."
Xia Yuhui sighed: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and your temper has become better."
The disciples who were punished by their master to write essays, copy books, and punish them every day: "..."
Mr. Xia, when did you go blind?
Even though there was Huo Qijing to encourage him to learn martial arts and Xu Wenqu to encourage him to learn literature, Tang Shiyue remained very calm and did not get addicted.
Compared with these two, knitting sweaters is the easiest job.
Tang Shiyue finished knitting Huo Qijing's woolen robe and pushed the others' to Qiao Sangyu and Ye Pozi, and then started knitting scarves for several people.
Because the socks were promoted so successfully among the ladies, Tang Shiyue has changed her mind and replaced the neck cover that focuses on warmth with a scarf that focuses on appearance.
She was knitting a Yuanbao button, a long strip that was very easy to knit and especially suitable for scholars. After she finished knitting it, she let Xu Wenqu try it on first. The long cotton robe and long scarf made her look gentle and elegant, making her instantly feel like she was back in the Republic of China.
At that time, quite a few young people dressed like this.
But this is only suitable for scholars. Farmers and warriors will not be able to do any work if they are given this rule.
So Tang Shiyue knitted another pair of half-finger gloves, which were slightly longer at the wrists, and gave them to Xu Wenqu for trial.
It was indeed not very comfortable to wear at first, but after getting used to it, it was indeed warm. Tang Shiyue planned to wait for the cashmere to arrive before knitting separate-finger gloves. This can now be promoted. Tang Shiyue gave it a name, "Sibaoban".
The most vulgar is the most elegant. This can be said to be a half treasure besides the four treasures of the study, and it can also mean that there is a separate treasure besides the four fingers. In a word, it is very appropriate.
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