MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 217
Chapter 217
Song Jixue's eyes were as bright as stars in the morning, and she asked Yuan Yunzhong: "Then my eldest sister will also count?"
Yuan Yunzhong coughed lightly, avoided the topic, and returned to the topic: "It can be seen that learning arithmetic well is also very important?"
Song Jixue was immediately distracted by Yuan Yunzhong, and nodded.
Yuan Yunzhong said again: "But what we learn is not necessarily for the purpose of being useful?"
Song Jixue was puzzled.
Yuan Yunzhong helped her straighten the pearl flower at the corner of Zhengya, with a gentle voice: "Apart from arithmetic, what else do you like?"
Song Jixue thought for a while, and said, "I like my mother, my sister, and my father, does that count?"
"Forget it!" Yuan Yunzhong laughed, "Is there anything else?"
Song Jixue thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Not anymore."
"In summer, I like to lie on the cool bed and watch the stars." Yuan Yunzhong said, carried her off the big book case, took her hand, sat on the Arhat couch in the hall, and picked up the fruit tray on the couch. Orange, began to peel oranges for her, "When the people around me heard that I like watching the stars, they thought I should learn astrology, not only can I know the changes of the seasons, but also can peep into the magic.
"But I like to look at the stars, just because the stars are beautiful. Twinkling, shining, like fireflies flickering in the night.
"Someone said I was wasting my time.
"But why can't I waste my time?
"When I look at the stars, I will be very happy, that's fine.
"It doesn't have to be useful when looking at the stars.
"Like if you want to like arithmetic and want to learn arithmetic, it can make you happy, right? The thing that makes you happy is useful! It's the best thing!"
"Is it fine if I'm happy?" Song Jixue murmured.
Yuan Yunzhong didn't disturb her thinking, but handed her the peeled orange.
Song Jixue ate the orange slowly, digesting Yuan Yunzhong's words.
After a while, she suddenly looked at Yuan Yunzhong with bright eyes, and said loudly: "Brother-in-law, then I must learn arithmetic well. I want to defeat Song Tianbao and Song Tiancong!"
What does this have to do with Song Tianbao and Song Tiancong?
Yuan Yunzhong couldn't understand, he rubbed her head with a smile, and said: "No, you don't care about them, they are too stupid, and they are two or three times worse than our snow. In the future, you will be with those capable men children than."
Families like them don’t have to worry about food or clothing. If they have a little hobbies, it’s easier to hone their minds. With a stable mind, it is easy to survive when encountering difficulties.
This is the most important.
Yuan Yunzhong made an agreement with her: "After you come to my place for an hour every afternoon, I will tell you to learn arithmetic. When you learn a little bit, I will take you to visit a master of arithmetic, and you can follow me later. He studies arithmetic."
Song Jixue pursed her lips and smiled.
Yuan Yunzhong took a small basket of Fujian persimmon cakes sent by Jiang county magistrate, and sent her back.
On the way, they ran into Song Jiyu who was looking for Song Jixue.
She stood shyly by the side of the road, thanking Yuan Yunzhong softly and embarrassedly.
Seeing that she was very timid, Yuan Yunzhong nodded and handed the persimmons and Song Jixue to her.
She carried the persimmon cake and led Song Jixue to leave.
Song Jixue turned around and shouted at Yuan Yunzhong after walking out of the shot: "Brother-in-law, don't forget that you are not upright this afternoon!"
Yuan Yunzhong smiled and waved to her.
*
In the main hall of Zeng's courtyard, the brazier was burning vigorously, reflecting Zeng's gloomy face red.
While crying, Mrs. Li gave medicine to her son: "Damn it! They are all a group of shrews! Look, beat my son. If we knew that Yuan was such a virtuous person, we should have given Song Jixue that little hoof directly." Let's talk about it after a beating, what can I say to Mrs. Qian!"
Song Tiancong turned his face sideways with a hiss, and pushed Li Shi dissatisfiedly: "Mother, take it easy! You hurt me!"
Ms. Li hurriedly said: "My dear, it's my mother's fault!"
Song Sanliang, who was sitting by the side without speaking, suddenly stood up irritably, and scolded in displeasure: "Okay, don't take the medicine if you don't want to! You are a boy, but you can't beat a girl, you still have the face here Hurt."
Song Tiancong was not afraid, and said to his father: "You are not capable, and you blame us for not being able to defeat Song Jixue! Even if we win Song Jixue, so what? Do you dare to be tough with Song Jixue's brother-in-law?"
He could see clearly just now.
When Song Jixue's brother-in-law was upset, his father didn't dare to say a word.
"I'll kill you little bastard!" Song Sanliang raised his hand and was about to slap his son.
Mrs. Li hurriedly stopped Song Sanliang.
Zeng also said in a deep voice, "Stop it!"
Song Sanliang lowered his arms embarrassingly.
Mrs. Zeng glanced at Mrs. Li, and said to Song Sanliang, "Follow me!"
went to the inner room first.
Song Sanliang and Li Shi exchanged glances, and hurriedly followed their mother into the inner room.
In the inner room, Mrs. Zeng took out a red-painted and gold-painted box from the dark compartment of her carved four-poster bed with black lacquer.
She opened the box.
Jewelry, gold and silver glittering, almost blinded Song Sanliang's eyes.
"Mom! You are..." He had a guess, but he was afraid that he would be wrong, so he suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
Ms. Zeng sighed, and said: "This is my coffin book. Take it and take care of the elders of the Song family. Mrs. Qian gave birth to a daughter, and Song Jiyun is not at home. This is our only chance."
Song Sanliang took the box tremblingly, and assured Mrs. Zeng: "Mother, don't worry. I will not disappoint your expectations."
Zeng nodded solemnly.
*
Seeing the wound on Song Jixue's face, Mrs. Qian blamed herself very much.
Song Jixue used to be the youngest in the family and was loved by her family. Now she and Song Jiyu only care about taking care of Xiao Si, not only neglecting Song Jixue's feelings, they even don't know that she is being bullied.
She hugged Song Jixue, and said to Madam Zheng with some fear: "Thanks to Mr. Yuan, otherwise..."
She deserves to die.
Song Jixue felt that she had a brother-in-law to help her get ahead. She was not sad at all, but rather fortunate. If it wasn't for the two idiots Song Tiancong and Song Tianhui, she would not have had the opportunity to learn arithmetic from her brother-in-law.
"Mother, I'm fine!" She comforted Qian Shi with a smile, told Qian Shi the agreement between her and Yuan Yunzhong, and said happily, "Brother-in-law said, it's fine for me to be happy, happy is the best thing, happy It's something useful."
The cheerful look, as if Song Youliang was still alive.
Qian's eyes were filled with tears.
She stroked her daughter's buttocks, and said softly: "Then let's pick a name for my sister, shall we?"
"Really?" Song Jixue looked at his mother in surprise, "Let me name it?"
Mrs. Qian nodded.
Song Jixue hurriedly said: "Then let's call her Xiaoxue. She was born when it was snowing. Or call her Xiaofei. The snow is flying heavily."
Everyone laughed.
Song Jiyu reminded her: "Your name is Xiaoxue, is your sister also called Xiaoxue?"
Song Jixue smiled embarrassedly, and said loudly: "Then, then let the brother-in-law choose a name for the younger sister! The younger brother-in-law is amazing, he will definitely be able to give the younger sister a nice name."
Qian Shi and Madam Zheng exchanged glances, Qian Shi smiled and said: "That's good! This is what we mean by Snow, your brother-in-law loves you both, and it is also a rare fate for him to name your sister !"
Song Jixue couldn't wait for tomorrow, so he ran to Yinyu Hall again.
I heard her voice from a long distance: "Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! I'm here!"
(end of this chapter)
