Flowers in full bloom

It was almost time, Hualei said goodbye to Mrs. Pei and went to the girls' school. There were several more people in the girls' school classroom today, and Hualei didn't recognize them, so she sat next to Zhenzhu.

And today there was a male teacher, Mr. Sun. In the first class, Mr. Sun talked about history books, which were similar to the Records of the Grand Historian in the previous life. He talked about the history of this dynasty. Hualei was very interested because this was the knowledge she lacked the most. While listening to Mr. Sun's lecture, she took notes quickly. However, no matter how fast she wrote, a brush could not write fast enough.

It's a pity that there are no textbooks. Hualei complained in her heart. It would be much more convenient if there were textbooks. All the students just listened to the teacher's lecture and didn't take notes. And it seemed that they were used to it.

It seems that female education has always been like this. Hua Lei suppressed the complaints in her heart and continued to wave the brush in her hand with all her might, writing down as much as she could. Finally, after her arms were almost broken, she got several sheets of vague and ambiguous notes.

When Master Sun saw the above, a trace of disgust flashed across his originally happy face. He might as well sit down and listen carefully. Now he didn't listen to the class well, and he wasted several pieces of snowflake paper. Under Master Sun's disdainful gaze, Hualei carefully dried the notes, folded them, and put them in her school bag. Soon the class ended.

The second class started, and it was still taught by Master Sun, but this time the class did not talk about history books, but current policies and strategies.

Hualei heard this and quickly started to spread the paper and write. Master Sun was speechless. He was going to waste snowflake paper again. This snowflake paper was very expensive. It seemed that he had to prepare some cheaper mulberry paper tomorrow. Hualei didn't know what Master Sun was thinking. He still waved his arms in a vague way. Master Sun decided to talk less about a few points and save them for later teaching after the mulberry paper was prepared.

The bell for the end of school rang as Sun Fuzi looked distressed and Hualei looked happy. Sun Fuzi calmly tucked the snowflake paper on the lesson plan under his armpit and walked out of the classroom. Hualei carefully dried her notes and put them into her pencil case, and ended the second day of the female school experience with satisfaction.

Pearl next to her came over and whispered, "Sister Hua, what were you doing just now?"

"Take notes. Isn't it said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen? I just got here and can't remember so much, so I thought of taking notes so that I can review it when I go back."

"But can you understand what I've written?"

Uh... Hualei smiled shyly and said "I understand" with gritted teeth. With Pearl's questioning face, she pulled Pearl out of the girls' school and went back to have lunch.

I returned to Qihuayuan, had lunch, took a short nap, and sat down at my desk. I took out my notes from the second subject in the morning, cut the paper, ground the pens, and reorganized them. I added some of the notes I had left behind based on my memory. Now I was looking at the notes after they were organized. The beautiful hairpin-shaped regular script was written in an elegant and graceful manner. The handwriting was soft and clear, and the content was well-organized. It was pleasing to the eye and clear at a glance. I carefully added page numbers at the corners of the pages, organized them, and put them on the bookshelf.

After taking out the guqin and practicing for a while, she heard the concierge Zhang Pozi talking to Qinglian in the courtyard, saying that Madam Pei had invited the court doctor to come over to check Hualei's pulse and regulate her body. Hualei hurriedly got up and left the study. As soon as she reached the main hall, Qinglian brought in the white-haired court doctor Xu, followed by a little medicine boy carrying a medical box. Hualei politely asked the court doctor to sit down, asked Qingying to serve tea, and sat in front of him, holding out her hand.

The doctor took Hualei's pulse, asked Hualei some questions, and began to write a prescription, and reminded Hualei of some daily precautions. Hualei wrote them down one by one. After writing the prescription, the doctor picked up the teacup and didn't leave. Qinglian, who was standing next to him, apologized to the doctor quietly, saying that Master Hua might need another quarter of an hour to get to the courtyard. Hualei finally understood why the doctor came so late. It turned out that Madam Pei had specially asked Xiaoyuan to take his pulse and regulate his body.

Soon, Xiao Yuan came back, and it seemed that he had been running all the way back. When he saw the court doctor, he saluted politely, washed his hands first, and then sat down in front of the court doctor. The court doctor with white hair and beard looked at the thin Xiao Yuan in front of him, patted his hands with a smile, and asked about some things in the school, as well as some daily living habits, diet, etc. After a quarter of an hour, he began to feel Xiao Yuan's pulse, then wrote a prescription, and carefully told Xiao Yuan what to pay attention to.

Finally, she asked Qinglu to go with her to get the medicine and then left with the little medicine boy. Hualei asked Xiaoyuan to wash his hands and wash his face again, and prepare for dinner. After dinner, the siblings took a walk in the yard for a while. After Hualei asked about some things in the school, she went back to her room to rest. The next day, after getting up and washing up, she went to Songheyuan to pay her respects. After having breakfast with Mrs. Pei, Xiaoyuan went to the clan school.

Hualei still accompanied the old lady to visit the small garden. The air in the early morning was very fresh. A small patch of peach blossoms in the small garden had already withered and formed small fruits, which were hidden behind the branches and leaves. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't see them at all. Clusters of roses and pomegranates on the roadside were blooming brightly. There was a faint floral scent in the air. Hualei took a deep breath and felt that the years were quiet and good.

It’s a pity that this peaceful feeling was soon broken.

Hualei arrived at the girls' school a quarter of an hour earlier than usual. When she walked into the classroom, there were five or six girls sitting inside, two of whom she hadn't seen in the past two days. Hualei looked around and found that Zhenzhu hadn't come yet, but a girl in an apricot-yellow dress was already sitting next to Zhenzhu, where she usually sat. The bright color made her look lively. Her oval face had clear eyes and beautiful eyebrows, but her skin was a little dark. Although she had powder on her face, she didn't know if it was because the powder was too white or her face was too dark, but it looked a little unnatural. The apricot-yellow dress made her skin look even darker. At this time, she was looking at Hualei with contempt.

Hua Lei was startled. Who is this person? She has only been here for two or three days. She has not offended anyone, right? She walked to the back row and found an empty seat to sit down. "Is this the wild girl from the countryside who knows nothing? The one whose grandfather died."

Hualei suddenly felt a little angry. Although she was already a 27-year-old soul, she couldn't help herself when she heard such an aggressive word.

"Sister Qingge, it's true that my grandfather died, but it's not like I can't do anything. At least I can eat, drink, and walk."

"Hehehe" a few chuckles were heard. Hualei turned around and recognized that the girl who was talking was a girl named Xie Shiyun who was also staying in the Marquis' Mansion like her. Her grandmother was the cousin of Marquis Pei, and their relationship was very close.

Hualei was furious. The name sounded very literary, but why was the words so harsh? "Ah, did I say the wrong thing, or was it Sister Shiyun who was right?" The girl in the apricot-yellow dress echoed Xie Shiyun's words while continuing to look at Hualei with disdain.