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Chapter 255 Teaching

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    "I wanted to put it under your pillow."

    As soon as Grandma Jiang took out the things, she calmed down again.

    When Fu Minghua picked it up and looked at it, he felt that his face seemed to be on fire.

    It was a secret play picture, with different postures of men and women clearly drawn on it. She felt like it was on fire, her fingers trembled, but in the end she resisted and did not throw the picture away, but looked at each one carefully.  , remembered it again, and put the picture away with a blush.

    Seeing her like this, Grandma Jiang felt softer.

    "Such a thing shouldn't be done by a slave."

    Even ordinary people should have their mother teach them, but since Mrs. Xie is not here, she is the only one who can do such a thing for her.

    Fu Minghua also knew this, so when he was looking at the pictures just now, even though he was embarrassed, he endured and read them one by one, instead of throwing things away and acting like a little daughter.

    "You are just worried about me." Fu Minghua rested his head on Aunt Jiang's chest. Aunt Jiang's eyes became wet when she saw her obediently tilting her head and leaning in her arms.

    She spent half her life around Fu Minghua.  Seeing her being ignored by Mr. Xie, she was thrown into his arms, drinking milk with her mouth pouting, and babbling until she was barely learning to walk.

    ??From a girl with a childish face to a girl who is quiet, calm, smart and showy day by day, even Grandma Jiang feels a little bit incomprehensible to her.

    Thinking about it, I don¡¯t know when she became introverted, or maybe it¡¯s that in Grandma Jiang¡¯s memory, she was sensible and well-behaved since she was a child.

    Looking at her age, even the Bai family, who lived thirty years longer than her, was not as good as her. Whenever she thought of it, Grandma Jiang felt a little pain in her heart.

    She is much more sensible than her peers. Whether compared with several young ladies in the mansion or compared with the young ladies from a powerful family in Luoyang, she is not inferior in everything and is even more outstanding than others.

    Precisely because Mr. Xie abandoned her so quickly, she worked harder than others.

    "My slave, look at it. Then you will learn etiquette from Madam Yuan." Aunt Jiang stretched out her hand and stroked Fu Minghua's silky hair.

    The long hair was only half pulled up, and the long hair had fallen under the edge of the couch, dangling.

    "Mrs. Yuan taught you how to walk, stand, sit upright, and other postures. She said that when you stand, you have a standing posture, and when you sit, you have a sitting posture. You are not very old, but you listen to every word carefully." Mother Jiang's voice was lower, remembering that time  In the past, Lady Yuan was a ceremonial lady invited from Jiangzhou, and she was very strict and demanding.

    At that time, Fu Minghua was still young, less than six years old. If he sat incorrectly, he would use thin bamboo strips to hit him wherever he felt wrong.

    She did not cry even after being beaten, but endured it and did her best over and over again until Mrs. Yuan was satisfied.

    "My slaves feel sorry for you, but you gritted your teeth and endured it." She hung a small, specially made bucket with silk thread on her arm. It was filled with water, and when it shook a little, it leaked out.

    Once it comes out, you will either be punished by copying books or you will be punished by practicing.

    Fu Minghua¡¯s arms were so hard to lift at that time that Aunt Jiang, Biyun and others kneaded and pinched them for her.

    Until she was doing better and better, acting and speaking in a manner that everyone expected, Ms. Xie only saw the sweet side of her daughter and did not embarrass her, but never thought that she had to endure all kinds of hardships to get through it.

    Not to mention her posture while walking, every smile and every movement of lowering her head, there is something she has given in it.

    Others only saw that her mother's family was from the Jiangzhou Xie family, and they thought that her good upbringing, rules, manners, and demeanor were all innate.  .

    "You are always so self-controlled. Elders in other families are always afraid that their children will be too presumptuous and do whatever they want, but I am most afraid that you will not be too presumptuous." Aunt Jiang's eyes were red, so she encouraged Fu Minghua to face Yan Yan.  When chasing, I can open my mind a little bit and don't have to be so restrained.

    It is not without reason that she has come so far, is praised highly by Concubine Cui, and is liked by Yan Zhui.

    A simple praise of others: Xie family style is quite good, but she has only been working hard for many years.

    When the children of other families are around their parents¡¯ knees, she is reading and practicing calligraphy. When others are laughing and playing, she is learning all kinds of rules.  When Yan Zhui met her, every bit of his liking and respect for her was inseparable from her hard work.

    Fu Mingxia is always jealous of her, thinking that her normal demeanor is just because she was born in Jiangzhou, that she has learned a lot because the Xie family has a large collection of books, and that she can marry the prince only because of the Xie family and because she is lucky.

    ?But the only thing I never thought about was that when Fu Mingxia was held in the arms of Bai's 'heart and soul', Fu Minghua never had a free moment.

    "Now that you are getting married, I am very happy for you." Aunt Jiang smoothed her long hair, and Fu Minghua rubbed his face on her arm, looking lazy and relaxed, like a little cat.  .

    The wedding was approaching, and Aunt Jiang was very busy. Biluo came in to call her, but she hurried out again.

    Fu Minghua felt a little embarrassed when she left, but without the guidance of her mother, she naturally had to figure out some things on her own.

    She endured her shyness again, spread out the secret play diagram, read all the diagrams in it one by one, and memorized it silently again. She knew it well, and then handed it to Aunt Jiang at night and asked her to put it in one of her makeup boxes.  The bottom is gone.

    The next day, Mr. Yang came over. He looked a little uncomfortable, his face was red, his eyes were wandering around, and he was hesitating when he spoke.

    She sat for a long time, not even Fu Minghua dared to look at her, and just whispered:

    "Yuan, Yuan, Yuan"

    He opened his mouth and couldn't speak anymore.

    If she were allowed to sit down, she would not be able to speak even if it was dark.

    She was able to come today, probably because of Bai's instructions. Fu Minghua saw Lu Wu coming forward to serve tea. She was a little embarrassed and wanted to stand up to say thank you. Fu Minghua motioned her to sit down, and then asked:

    "Madam, you are here today, but do you have something important to do?"

    "I, I'm here to read a poem to you." Yang endured the feelings in her heart and said hurriedly: "Have you ever heard: The best temperament, happiness is only for the husband and wife. Suffer, accept the spirit,  Of¡­¡­"

    She stuttered on her recitation and made some mistakes.

    Fu Minghua listened quietly to her reciting, but in the end he made too many mistakes and obviously couldn't remember it, so he stopped making any sound. He wrung his hands and put them on his legs, looking like he was about to cry.  .

    "I know what you mean."

    Fu Minghua understood that Yang came here, probably because of Bai's metaphor, and wanted to teach her the ways of husband and wife.

    Ms. Yang herself is only half-year-old and has only been married for a year. She is thin-skinned and can't express her feelings. She can't remember poems clearly, so she doesn't dare to open her mouth anymore.

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    I would like to say a few words.

    My Minghua is not rebirth or time travel

    So no matter how calm and well-behaved you are, you are still pure, girl, girl, girl!  !  !

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