I'm a humble concubine. My acting skills are off the charts. You can check my performance.

Meng Yangjiang has grown a lot taller, and his dressing style is still as flamboyant as when we first met.

The headband was gone, but there were two strings of turquoise green and cinnabar red beads on the bun.

Needless to say, the sense of foreignness is already overwhelming.

"Last time, my sister left in a hurry and didn't wait for Brother Xun to come and apologize. Should I ask him to make up for it today?"

How could Zhao Fangyu dare to ask the young master of the Duke's Mansion to apologize to her, a concubine's daughter? She quickly said no.

Meng Yanjiang stared at Zhao Fangyu's head that was shaking like a rattle and laughed even more widely.

"My brother did something wrong, he should make amends. He is not here now, I will make amends on his behalf."

"Mo Yun, go get the pair of thin-bodied porcelain tea sets that my mother gave me and give them to Zhao's younger sister."

Zhao Fangyu refused to tell his name, but Meng Yanjiang was not in a hurry and just entertained him happily. Especially when he found that Zhao Fangyu was like a small millstone, which moved when he pushed it, he became even more amused.

"What are you doing here today?"

"How old are you? Are you six? You look so small, you can't be only five?"

"Is it because you have a bad articulation? Why don't you dare to speak?"

That would have been fine, but the young master actually wanted to reach out and pinch the hair on Zhao Fangyu's head!

Zhao Fangyu thought to himself why this man seemed to be sick, and immediately took a few steps back, wishing he could run directly back to Zhao Fangjin.

"Second Master Meng, you are joking. The one who is related to your family by marriage is my stepmother. I am just a concubine's daughter, as insignificant as a weed, not worthy of Second Master Meng's attention."

Having said that, he didn't wait for Meng Er to answer and ran back hurriedly as if someone was chasing him.

Meng Yanzhen and Zhao Fangjin were talking in the room. Zhao Fangyu didn't dare to get close to them. He squatted miserably beside the flowers at the door, pretending to be mushrooms.

“Damn it…” Why does Meng Er act like a lunatic?

What kind of good person would chase a six-year-old girl and ask her questions?

The next second, she heard Meng Er's voice at the door.

"Which sisters of the Zhao family are here today?"

The maidservant beside Meng Yanzhen smiled and replied, "It was the eldest lady and the fourth lady. The eldest lady has been staying in the young lady's yard and has not gone out. I think it was the fourth lady who met the second master. If the fourth lady has made the second master unhappy, please bear with me."

Meng Er's eyes passed over the maid's shoulder and looked straight at Zhao Fangyu who was squatting beside the flowers. He spoke slowly and slowly, "It's not a big deal. Last time, Xun Ge'er's kite hit the fourth girl. He wanted to apologize but didn't see anyone. He has been making a fuss and asking for apology."

"Since it's the Fourth Young Lady, I will help Xun Ge'er deliver the gift. I'll trouble you to pass it on to the Fourth Young Lady."

The head maid always responded to her master. Soon Meng Yangjiang's servant brought the thin porcelain tea set and handed it to the maid in person.

Zhao Fangyu was squatting and watching carefully. That bastard Meng Er was laughing so hard that his teeth were showing!

"What are you looking at?"

When Zhao Fangjin came out, Zhao Fangyu had been squatting in the corner, looking angry for a long time, with his little face puffed up, and it was obvious that he had been provoked.

Zhao Fangyu groaned, "I just met an unreasonable person. I was scared."

But Meng Er only said that he was apologizing on behalf of another son of the Duke's Mansion, Xun Ge'er. No matter how eloquent Zhao Fangyu was, he could not flatter Zhao Fangjin's relatives in front of Zhao Fangjin on the Duke's Mansion's territory.

He could only swallow his anger and could not hide the origin of the pair of thin-bodied porcelain tea sets.

After taking a lot of trouble to explain, Zhao Fangjin just looked at Zhao Fangyu and shook his head: "You are so unlucky. How come all these bad things happen to you? How come you can be hit by a kite while walking?"

Zhao Fangyu was also puzzled: "Yu'er didn't want to be so unlucky. It was already difficult enough for Yu'er to not make mistakes in front of her mother, her master, and her sister. Who knew that her luck would be so bad... I'll ask my mother to go and burn incense tomorrow and take me with her."

"I'll pick some pomelo leaves from home and soak them in water to take a bath. I hope a fruit falls on my head while I'm walking one day!"

Zhao Fangyu looked so pitiful, so Zhao Fangjin didn't pursue the matter any further.

"Big sister, have you found out? Who hit me that day?"

Zhao Fangjin shook his head and just told Zhao Fangyu to wait.

"This matter concerns your sister Yan Zhen. You don't have to worry about it later. Sister Yan Zhen will take care of it herself."

"Ask Xiangyao to come to my place tonight. Your sister Yanzhen feels sorry for you because you've suffered so much, so she gave you some jewelry."

Zhao Fangyu's face immediately turned into a smile, her big watery eyes were full of smiles, like sunflowers: "Then big sister, please thank cousin Yan Zhen for me."

After returning to the mansion, Zhao Fangyu and Zhao Fangjin still had to take extra lessons from the teacher.

All the children of the Zhao family must study to gain knowledge. Although girls do not have to take the imperial examinations, they still need to know some basic knowledge of famous teachers and works.

When a girl turns seven years old, she will start learning needlework and some other women's courses.

Zhao Fangyu's birthday was in the second half of the year, and as soon as Xu Qi arrived, he took the girls' class. Comparing with Zhao Fanglan's speed, he was a little faster than Zhao Fanglan in everything, which both slapped Zhao Fanglan's face and did not stand out too much and steal the limelight from the older girl.

Zhao Fangyun had long been compared to a fool by Zhao Fangyu. He was not smart to begin with, and after being compared to him by Zhao Fangyu, he became even angrier and didn't even want to go to school.

After the Chinese New Year, when the eldest girl was eleven years old, the eldest son Zhao Zhihuai began to discuss marriage.

The frequency of mentioning the eldest son in the main courtyard increased sharply.

Zhao Fangwei has always been good at needlework, and she often made fan bags and shoes for Zhao Zhihuai.

As soon as Zhao Fangyu turned seven, he devoted all his energy to practicing calligraphy.

It's obvious that he wants to steal Zhao Fanglan's job.

"You are indeed talented. If you just learn a little, you will be able to surpass your third sister."

Zhao Fangyu stayed close to Zhao Fangjin and acted coquettishly, which made the eldest lady and Zhao's mother laugh.

"It's because the fourth girl has talent. The one who has no talent has to study hard day and night just to pretend."

Everyone knew that Zhao Fanglan was the one being talked about, and everyone in the yard was laughing. The one who was most annoyed by Zhao Fanglan was Cui's mother, who laughed the most.

Zhao Fangyu's face was wrinkled like a bun: "Who said I didn't work hard? My third sister worked hard, and I also secretly learned from her."

"I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to memorize it and would have to stay up late to learn, which would make my third sister laugh at me, so I did it secretly."

Zhao Fangyu wanted to say that he worked very hard, but in fact everyone knew that Zhao Fangyu was smart, quick at memorizing and doing arithmetic, and willing to work hard to learn things.

"Even the teacher praised her. Now the fourth girl's handwriting is quite good."

"Oh? The fourth girl can write now?" A dull male voice came from outside the door. The next second, a middle-aged man in purple official uniform came in from outside the door.

Zhao Fangjin and Zhao Fangyu quickly stood up and called out "Dad". The maids and servants also called out "Master". The eldest lady stood up and took the hat for Zhao Minshan.

Zhao Fangyu didn't dare to grab the attention at this time and followed Zhao Fangjin obediently.

"The fourth girl's handwriting is quite good now. Even the teacher praised her."

Zhao Minshan seemed interested and immediately asked Zhao Fangyu to bring some homework over.

Zhao Fangyu stared at the eldest lady's emotionless eyes, and slowly walked towards Zhao Minshan with his homework in his hands.