Chapter 42: See the word

When I heard Jiang Pear talking like this, Jiang Yuanbai stopped for a moment, but he did not know what expression he should make at the moment.
The girl in front of her did not know when she had grown into a slim girl. She looked slimmer and weaker than Jiang Youyao, and her eyes were more like herself. When Jiang Li was sent to the temple, Jiang Li was only seven years old. He was still a chubby little girl. In eight years, time flies, turning the chubby little girl into a beautiful girl, but annihilating the last trace of familiarity.
Jiang Yuanbai feels strange.
In the end, he missed the eight years of Jiang Pear, so that the pear in his memory is still the inferior child who is not arrogant and arrogant. When the child stood in front of him, staring at his black and white eyes and calmly making his own request, Jiang Yuanbai did not know how to respond.
He said: "Do you know what you are talking about, you have not enlightened, how to keep up with the Mingyitang homework..."
"Father, I am also your daughter." Jiang Li interrupted his words: "The same is your daughter, the three sisters can go to the Mingyi Church, but I can only follow the gentleman who came outside, learn some superficial The truth, father, you are not fair."
Jiang Yuanbai once again said. He looked at Jiang Li, and suddenly appeared in his mind. When Ji Shuran had not entered the door, he had two daughters. The eldest daughter is a prostitute, and some are dull. Jiang Li is his niece, and his life is round and lovely. At that time, he was very pity for Ye Zhenzhen to give birth to pear. He often held pear and let Jiang Li ride on his neck to play.
There have been some family fun. It was only after Jiang Li was too much, and the friendship between the father and the daughter was wiped out. But today, in front of him, Jiang Yuanbai looked at Jiang Li, and I don’t know why he remembered those past events. The phrase "father, what you do is unfair" makes his heart suddenly give birth to a sense of acidity.
I don't know when, Jiang Yuanbai himself forgot, he has another daughter. He liked Jiang Youyao as a pearl of his hand, but he was extravagant to another daughter. And Jiang Li does not fight, not just grab, just standing in front of him, watching his calm narrative, let Jiang Yuanbai give birth to coziness.
This idea is arbitrarily seen by Jiang Li, and my heart is also a relaxed.
She has long discovered that Jiang Yuanbo is not a father and a daughter. On the day when Miss Jiang Er returned to the government, Jiang Yuanbai’s eyes were clearly concerned. It is true that Jiang Yuanbai is not a good father, but among them, Ji Shuran has made a lot of strength. She has no feelings for Jiang Yuanbai, but she can take advantage of Jiang Yuanbai's arrogance, and she is willing to do it.
If she has a long story, she always said that Jiang Yuanbai is not good for her. Jiang Yuanbai may not be touched. Instead, she said calmly, Jiang Yuanbo would think more deeply.
"Pear, you are not suitable for Mingyitang now." For a long time, Jiang Yuanbo said that although he refused, his tone was much slower.
"The reason why my father didn't want me to go to Mingyitang was nothing but to be afraid of people behind me and let Jiang's family be ashamed. His father was kind, but his father thought about it. Today, the Holy Land praises women for entering school. His father is the first assistant of the Dang Dynasty. First, let the prostitute ask Mr. at home, not to go to Mingyi Hall, isn’t he playing the emperor’s face?

Jiang Yuanbai lived.
He thought about whether Jiang Li would be pointed out by others, and Jiang Jia was shamed, but he forgot Hong Xiaodi.
"This is one of them. Secondly, the father, our Jiang family, the four daughters, except the three sisters, the four sisters and the five sisters have all entered the Mingyi Hall. It has made me at home, one is unfair, the other is to cover up. Humanity is so The big side is open to people to see, the others are still disdainful, the more they are hiding, the more others are exploring. The father thinks that I will hide in the house, others will not talk about me, wrong, the more they do, they The more you talk about it."
When Jiang Li said all this, there was no special emotion, as if to say something about someone else's family. It can be heard in the ear of Jiang Yuanbai, but it feels very reasonable. What's more, Sanfang Jiang Yuanxing gave a gift to the people, and sent Jiang Yuxi and Jiang Yuyan to Mingyitang, not to mention their big house.
"Father," Jiang Li said: "The original thing was that I did something wrong. However, people who are not sages can do nothing, and that mistakes do not improve Mo Dazhao. I am young and ignorant, and now I am older, and naturally understand things. I haven’t taught my mother since I was a child. If I take the wrong step, is it necessary to pay it back for a lifetime? I am willing, but I am a daughter of Jiang, I don’t want to be a burden of Jiang’s family.

The phrase "I have no mother to teach since I was a child", and suddenly said the heart of Jiang Yuanbai, his heart trembled and said: "Pear, but you..."
"Father, I am not in the ancestral hall of Qingcheng Mountain. I don't know how to use my character. I know that my father is the first assistant of the Dang Dynasty. You can't be a white Ding Xiaoxiao. You can let the little master who will be literate in the temple teach me to write and write. The writing is not good, the books of the enlightenment have been read, and there are many words written."
She suddenly went to the table and moved the word "Jing" written by Jiang Yuanbai to the side and re-paved the paper. The action of Jiang Pear makes Jiang Yuanbai a glimpse and subconsciously looks at Jiang Li.
Jiang Li lifted his sleeves and slowly grinds the ink. Her wrists are slender and gentle, and she has a special beauty that is pleasing to the eye. It seems that doing this kind of thing has been done countless times, naturally it is incredible.
Grinding the ink, she began to write with a pen full of ink. While writing, I whispered whisperedly: "Father, although Mingyitang is a school, you can make a lot of people in the inside. I just don't make mistakes in it, and I have a lot of good people. It is always good for Jiang." My surname is Jiang, I always hope that Jiang is getting better and better."
She and Jiang Yuanbai did not write the same. Jiang Yuanbai wrote slowly and profoundly, and it was extraordinarily long to write. Ginger pear is different. She looks like Sven, and when she writes, there is a kind of war. It seems that the soldier with the knife is about to go to the killing field and feel the pain of the day.
Jiang Yuanbai squats with the silhouette of Jiang Li, beautiful and beautiful, and looks like jade, but murderous and heroic.
After a long stay, Jiang Li put the pen away, the action was very cool, put it aside, and said: "Okay."
Jiang Yuanbai looked up and saw it, but he looked shocked.
The words are very beautiful, and the writing power is strong. This kind of writing requires at least ten years of hard work to be practiced. I don’t know how many times better than Jiang’s writing. The word is not a woman's multi-purpose scorpion flower, but a big open, straight square.
Fang Zhengzhong has a penpower, and he sees the edge straight.
Seeing people as words, but it is a bright and open, open and tough person.
Jiang Yuanbo looked at the girl in front of the stranger, and Jiang Li smiled and looked at him. He asked: "Do you agree to go to Mingyi Hall now, father?"
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A raccoon: a hundred percent of my calligraphy [smile]