Chapter 232: Study anecdote

Therefore, all the way unimpeded, the money blossomed to open the door of the study.
Long Muzhen heard the sound of opening the door, the bottom of his heart is not happy, thinking about which newcomer is coming, then he does not understand his rules, dare to bother him...
Moreover, even the door does not knock.
Long Muzhen just wanted to whisper a whisper, but saw a goose yellow shadow slowly appearing in front of his eyes, with a playful smile.
This made him a fierce breath, and immediately dispersed and softened.
"Duoer? How come you?" Surprised for a second, Long Muzhen asked.
Qian Duoduo snorted and did not answer his question. Instead, he ran to the desk with a small skirt and looked down at the head: "The fourteen are practicing the brush... Oh, it’s really good. When I was a child, when I was learning to write, I was beaten by a teacher with a stick. I couldn’t learn it... Since then, I’m not willing to use a brush...

"..." Long Yutian is speechless.
Learn to write a brush? Still being spanked?
Isn’t the entire continent written with a brush? Don't you use your fingers?
Qian Duodu looked at the dragon 宸 宸 table on the ink 砚 is very beautiful, 砚 砚 砚 雕刻 雕刻 雕刻 雕刻 雕刻 雕刻 雕刻 雕刻 雕刻 雕刻 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚 砚
"XIV, you continue to write, I will help you grind ink." Said, the money blossomed up the sleeves and began to work.
"You will grind ink?" Long Muzhen took a look at her eyebrows and looked at her technique.
Qian Duoduo snorted: "You don't look down on people. What's wrong with this, isn't it just a circle of water on the raft, three-year-old children will."
Although I haven't worn it, but I haven't eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running... In those court games, did the blind man not help the emperor to grind?
Looking at her so confident, Long Muzhen did not bother her interest, just played with her.
I continue to bow down and write couplets.
For the first time, Qian Duodu came into contact with such ancient things. He felt very happy. After grinding a little ink, he began to feel complacent and waved his long sleeves and danced.
"Haha... or you have this blessing in the fourteenth, this girl is the first time to take the grind, you see the effect is good, do you want to give a silver ticket as a reward?"
Long Mu's squint squinted, and a good ink stick was smashed, and all the drip on the table was ink. This girl is also very self-proclaimed.
"You call it a waste of ink, but I also want to reward you...? But this king does not care about your hard work. You should lose weight and exercise your arms."
Was laughed at fourteen, and the money blossomed unhappy! Don't do it!
With a bang, I dropped the ink stick on the table and was discouraged: "This girl has a red sleeve and a strong workmanship. You are not only not grateful to Dade. You have gotten cheap and sold it. Where is your twenty-four filial piety?"
When I said this, I only heard a bang, and a good ink stick was smashed into the poisonous hand of money, and was broken into two halves.
Long Mu's mouth twitched, and instantly felt a painful heart: "You call it a red sleeve and a fragrant incense? Work hard? I don't think you can't understand the king here. There are too many good things here. Can you find two things to ruin?"
Money is blooming...
(PS: The end of the six is ​​over, the May Day is happy! Thinking about how the fourteenth and the narration of the son... 唉唉唉)