Chapter 446

Mo Huan is also frowning, the word is just ugly, write this It's not simple! If Shen Qing had more nonsense, she would have to write a good page.

"Kiel, this can't be written like this." Mo Huan pointed the way.

"Oh, just tell me how to write the kitchen words. If I memorize them in disorder, what should I do! Can you be responsible for the consequences? " Zhao Yuqi called impatiently.

Shen Qing understood, dare to love this wench study not good, is because in study this matter, she has no patience at all, can't sink the gas, is not modest.

Mo Huan was rejected for a while, suddenly speechless, looking at Zhao Yuqi angry stare over the eyes, no way, he is too clear about her learning style, had to pick up a pen in her words after adding a kitchen word.

Ouch, that's the difference! A flower in a mess! It's really disharmonious.

"Sister Qing, go on Zhao Yuqi said with satisfaction. She doesn't care how to write that kitchen word, just put one on it.

Er What did you say just now? Shen Qing's mind is full of kitchen words, but these things are from the kitchen!

"Just now, where was I?" I'd better ask the recorder. She remembers so much that it's finally useful.

"Speaking of..." When Zhao Yuqi looks down at her handwriting, she suddenly finds that she is I don't know!

"Well It's like, what, two jars, maybe a bar; and No, this may be wine... " Zhao Yuqi looks at what she has written, and even guesses In Shen Qing's heart, the wind blows. Who can tell her what kind of girl she has met!

Fortunately, the girl doesn't go to school in modern times. Otherwise, no teacher would like to teach her, and parents would have to be invited every day Think about her parents Revolutionary soldiers! I don't think even the headmaster dare to invite me Zhao Yuqi also knows that she has been memorized badly, and even she can't figure out what she has written. How can others recognize it.

Angrily, he threw the pen on the paper and immediately threw out a piece of black ink beads, which made the paper more messy.

"Sister Qing, please write. I won't write any more!" Zhao Yuqi was angry. He was angry that he didn't study and practice calligraphy well before. Now he's making a fool of himself! Or in front of my favorite fairy sister!

"Sister! Sister! Where are you Shen Qing is trying to push this matter to Mo Huan, and the voice of a small stone comes from outside.

He just went back to wash the sweat on his body, changed his clothes again, and came to find Shen Qing and them.

As soon as Zhao Yuqi heard that it was the boy's voice, she was so scared that she grabbed her work just now and kneaded it into a ball.

This thing, must not let that boy see, otherwise he must laugh at himself every day!

But before Shen Qing answered, Xiaoshi had already pushed the door in. Seeing everyone around the table, he asked curiously, "Baijin asked me to come for breakfast, you Why are you standing here? "

"Let me..."

"Sister Qing!" Zhao Yuqi quickly interrupts Shen Qing's words and stares at Xiaoshi. This guy, it's too late to come in. Can't he be late!

"Well? What's the matter? " Little stone still doesn't understand what happened.

"Nothing! Elder sister Qing needs some things so that she can let her servants prepare in advance. It's just that you're here. Come and write for elder sister Qing! " Zhao Yuqi had an idea and pointed to Gao Qian.

When she first came here, she could see clearly that the boy was so good at martial arts that he couldn't read. Maybe he didn't know many words!

Let him make a fool of himself. If he makes a fool of himself, others will forget his own ugliness and have a chance to laugh at him.

Little stone doesn't know. So he hears that it's something his sister needs. He also knows that his sister didn't read much when she was a child, and his father left all the opportunities to himself. For this matter, Xiaoshi always feels that he owes his sister.

Now that he is working for his sister, Xiaoshi can't help but sit down at the desk. Looking at the white paper on the top, there are mottled ink marks on it, he frowns and says, "has brother Mo painted? Why is the Yin so penetrating? "

Shen Qing and Mo Huan are holding a smile. This little stone, can you stop mending the knife like this! But Zhao Yuqi is itching teeth, but also said not to scold, otherwise she just exposed the writing, like painting a pile of messy words.

Take the top piece of paper away, Xiaoshi sits upright, straightens his waist, dips his pen in ink with one hand, and gently presses the white paper with the other. The posture is more dignified, more dignified, more refined and more refined. Shen Qing and Zhao Yuqi are stunned for a moment.

When she was in Qingxi Town before, Shen Qing had seen xiaoshitou practicing calligraphy. But at that time, xiaoshitou was still like a little turnip, writing on the desk, just like a child.

But now, due to the long-term practice of martial arts, his temperament is obviously different. His body shape is just like his name - tall and straight as pine; his temperament, especially like a noble son of a noble family or a general in the army, makes people feel awed.Zhao Yuqi was also stunned. She never thought that this boy not only looks like, but also writes So handsome!

Write! Is it difficult to He can write?!

She was a little flustered, but at the same time she had a little expectation. She hoped that he would not write, so that she could laugh at him. But she hoped that he would write, because she found that she began to appreciate him. She hopes that the person she appreciates, just like sister Qing, is a perfect person.

Shen Qing began from the beginning: "eggs, a basket is good; fine sugar, two jars; oil, the kind used for cooking, a jar of two jars are OK; flour, two bags first; all kinds of fruit, about two Jin." In fact, there were other things, but she knew that those who worked below could not get them.

Let's find these basic ones first.

When Shen Qing finished, Xiaoshi stopped to write.

Zhao Yuqi curiously forward probe, this look, in the heart is even more ashamed!

This boy is a little younger than himself. Let's not say whether his martial arts are much better than himself. I'm afraid he is as good as his elder brother who has been studying and learning.

Look at the contents of this paper Er Why is it that he has not written as many words as he has just written?

Zhao Yuqi grabbed what Xiaoshi had just written and read: "two baskets of eggs, two jars of sugar, one or two jars of cooking oil, two bags of flour and two Jin of various fruits."

Ah? That's it? That's it?