Walking through a blooming peach forest and passing through a long corridor, Ye Xueying arrived at Xihuatang.
In the lobby, Mrs.
Ye Li was sitting high, and there were eight stewards standing in front of her.
Lee is assigning today's work.
Ye Xueying came every day, and the girls all bowed down with a respectful smile and bowed silently.
Ye Xueying had a smile on her face and walked directly to Mrs.
Ye.
She respectfully followed the rules, curtsy and said, "My daughter greets her mother."
Mrs.
Ye smiled and nodded, "You sit on the side first, my mother still has something to do." ” Ye Xueying sat down obediently on the side.
She looked curiously at her mother in this life.
Li is in her thirties, with a long round face, gentle and beautiful, and fair skin, like a woman in her early twenties.
She spoke in a soft tone, but with a long-standing position and a habit of giving orders that could not be disobeyed.
The stewards all held their breath in front of her, and it could be seen that the Li family was still very authoritative in this family.
Ye Xueying listened to it for a while, and the Li family arranged some trivial things at home.
What vegetables to buy today, the flowers and plants in the backyard should be fertilized, the furnishings in the house should be re-dusted, the rice is almost out of need to transfer some more rice from the grange, several granges should hurry up to prepare for sowing, some shops should buy some more goods, spring is coming, and the spring clothes of the people in the house must be re-made into two sets.
"That's it for today, let's all go down," Li finally said.
"Yes, Madame," the eight stewards replied in unison.
Together, they respectfully said goodbye to Madame and Miss.
Ye Xueying nodded lightly.
The stewards withdrew.
Li said to his daughter: "Wait for your third brother, and wait for him to come before setting the meal." ” Ye Xueying subconsciously looked at the system interface, and the dialog box popped up again: 1, the third brother slept lazily again. 2.
He doesn't eat here when he waits for what he does. 3.
Leave him to death.
Staring at the second one, Ye Xueying thought for a while.
Oh, by the way, in ancient times, men and women were seven years old.
The third brother ate in the outer courtyard.
Ye Xueying followed the prompts in the dialog box and chose the first answer, the second one was contrary to common sense, and the third answer was too strange.
After choosing, she pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "The third brother is lazy again." ” Lee smiled but didn't answer.
After a while, a young man dressed in a brocade robe and wearing an eight-treasure gold collar ran in sweaty: "Mother, sister, I'm here." ” Li shook his head and glared at his son dotingly.
Ye Xueying took a closer look, Ye Sanlang was a handsome little boy, looking more like a mother, a little feminine.
In the words popular on the Internet, he is a beautiful boy.
Ye Wenying greeted her mother, greeted her sister again, and ran away with another gust of wind.
The meal came up quickly, Ye Xueying sat down on the table and looked at it carefully.
Four hot dishes, four cold dishes, and ten kinds of dim sum.
Ye Xueying loves to eat, her family runs a small hotel, and her father's craftsmanship is good.
She followed up and learned a few hands, and during the college holidays, she often went on the blog, according to the above videos and recipes, and made a few dishes she wanted to eat to try.
She looked at these dishes carefully, the color, flavor and shape were good, and she knew that the level of the chef was definitely not bad.
Look at the dozen or so kinds of dim sum, one by one, they are like handicrafts.
Ye Xueying swallowed her saliva unconsciously.
But she didn't move, according to the rules, she couldn't go to the vegetables with her own hands.
She sat with her back straight at the table, with a bowl of crystal clear white fungus barley porridge in front of her.
As soon as she glanced at a dish, the cuckoo immediately coerced her.
Ye Xueying has the skills of ladylike etiquette throughout the whole process, and there are so many rules in the ancient family that it makes people's scalp tingle.
Where the hand should be held on the chopsticks, and how many inches from the head of the chopsticks are different for men and women.
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When drinking porridge, the spoon should not touch the bowl and should not make a sound.
From the top to the bottom, there is a whole set of etiquette and rules.
Ye Xueying felt that if she didn't have a system and skills, she wouldn't be able to eat.
It was obviously the best breakfast she had ever had, but Ye Xueying felt painful and difficult to swallow.
It's too tiring to eat like this.
I finally finished eating, rinsed my mouth and got off the table.
Ye Xueying really wanted to run away, but she couldn't.
The original body stayed with Mrs.
Ye every morning.
She had no reason to run, and she probably couldn't run away.
Mrs.
Ye's Li is a master of martial arts, and Ye Xueying can't run successfully if she wants to.
Lee reached out and grabbed her back.
Ye Xueying had a coquettish smile on her face, and her heart was full of tears.
With Mrs.
Ye, you have to be cautious at all times, it's too painful.
Mrs.
Ye is Xueying's mother, who has been together for many years and is most familiar with her daughter.
If Ye Xueying will show her stuffing, the easiest person to find out that her daughter is abnormal is the Li family.
Although Ye Xueying has skills in her body and is not afraid to test her skills, many daily small movements and subtle expressions and demeanors are definitely different from the original body.
Eighteen years old, already in college, how could she be as naïve and naïve as a ten-year-old girl "Let's start writing," Lee commanded.
Blue Bird, the current eldest girl of the Li family, was busy commanding the little girl ring and prepared the four treasures of the study on the desk in the study.
Ye Xueying sighed in her heart, with a smile on her face, and walked to the table and sat down.
She held the brush from memory.
She prayed in her heart that her prayer skills must be useful.
She can't write calligraphy, don't say she can't write calligraphy, her pen writing is quite sloppy.
She had never practiced calligraphy.
Every time I was forced by my mother, I threw it away after practicing for a few days.
I have been practicing intermittently for ten years, and I have grown a little.
The first-level calligraphy skill was activated, and Ye Xueying's hand began to write automatically.
Ye Xueying breathed a sigh of relief, the system really lived up to expectations.
As is customary in the past, she wrote 500 words.
She learned calligraphy similar to the pavilion style, with no personality, but it looked very beautiful.
After writing, Ye Xueying had a layer of fine sweat on her back.
It was tiring to write with a brush the size of a pen.
Ye Xueying looked at the few pieces of paper she wrote with satisfaction, as if they were printed, which was neat and beautiful.
There are only a few dozen words with many strokes that have not been written.
But compared to the pen words in her previous life, it was so good that I don't know where it was.
Li Shi was picky and looked at it, very dissatisfied.
Over the past year, my daughter's handwriting has barely grown.
In the past year, her daughter has been practicing martial arts, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and all the female celebrities who are reading have put them aside.
Li held his daughter's hand again and taught her to write a page by hand.
Li attaches great importance to calligraphy, and it doesn't matter if her daughter can't read, she doesn't have to take the imperial examination anyway.
If you don't write well, it's bad, and you don't have a face to see people.
In ancient times, words were a person's face.
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I didn't see anyone, but I saw the words Listening to Mrs.
Ye's harsh criticism, Ye Xueying felt the gentle embrace behind her, and she had a wonderful feeling in her heart.
She seems to have returned to her childhood, when her mother was teaching her to practice calligraphy.
She remembered a common message on Weibo, all mothers in the world are the same.
Lee's attitude towards her is exactly the same as that of a mother on earth.
Ye Xueying's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and she looked back at Li with teary eyes.
Well, Lee is much prettier than her mother.
If she has a mobile phone, she will post a Weibo, "What is it like to have a beautiful mother"
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