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Jing Changning is only four years older than Li Ziwen, and it is unclear whether he is married or not. Li Ziwen would not be wrong if he called him Young Master Jing. Calling him Uncle Jing would be a bit old. He is quite sensible. I wonder if the village chief taught him this in advance.

The elders and seniors nearby also praised Li Ziwen. He stood respectfully, looking very humble, just smiling and not saying anything.

Jing Changning called Erlang in. "This is my second nephew, Jing Congguang. He's fifteen years old and a good student. If he hadn't been exiled this time, he would have taken the college entrance examination next year. You can learn from each other and ask me if you don't understand anything!"

These words made the village chief smile even more. In fact, he had asked someone to secretly check in the past few days. It was true that Jing Changning was one of the Jinshi in the 23rd year of Daqing, and he was ranked among the second class. He didn't know how to let his grandson ask for advice, but unexpectedly, Jing Changning extended an olive branch himself.

Li Ziwen replied "OK", bowed in thanks, and greeted Erlang and the other two.

Jing Changning introduced Jing Chunxi: "This is my niece, Sister Xi!"

Jing Chunxi did not step in, but just bowed slightly to everyone.

Everyone said, "What a beautiful girl." Jing Chunxi didn't feel embarrassed. Her appearance was outstanding in the village, so there was no need to be polite.

Seeing the others looking at him inquiringly, as if they were about to ask, Jing Changning finally explained, "Sister Xi has to go back to Beijing after the New Year."

After hearing this, everyone understood. Even though he was exiled, he still had relatives in Beijing, so he couldn't be underestimated.

The wrinkles on Village Chief Li's face deepened with laughter. He carefully looked at Erlang who continued to salute them, then looked at Jing Chunxi, and then waved his hand to let Li Ziwen take them out!

The girl named Xiaoling outside was already waiting at the doorstep. Like Jing Chunxi, she was about eight or nine years old, with small eyes and a round face. She should be Li Ziwen's sister. She had a bright smile on her face, and they both bowed slightly.

Li Ziwen led them to the next room: "There are too many people outside, let's go into the study." He had just come out of this room. It was so noisy outside at this time, so he probably just came into the room to avoid the noise outside.

The study is narrower than the main room, but not as dark as theirs. Looking around, the front and back windows are larger and lower, and there is light shining down from the top. It should be because the roof is installed with glazed tiles. It turns out that this family attaches great importance to reading and dares to make such an investment.

There is a large desk, and behind the chair against the wall are two bookcases. The bookcases are light yellow and unpainted, and the material is probably fir board, but there are quite a few books on them, and both bookcases are almost full.

On the wall directly opposite the desk was a couplet. Even Jing Chunxi could tell it wasn't the work of a master. Li Ziwen smiled and explained without hesitation, "I wrote it last year. It's really a bit clumsy. I've heard of Uncle Congwen's great name. I wonder if I can ask him for his calligraphy!"

This is to think about Jing Changning first.

Erlang also smiled: "After we finish cleaning up tomorrow, Third Uncle and I will start writing couplets. We will also give a few to our relatives. If you are free tomorrow, you can go and take a look. If you think it's okay, Third Uncle will not be stingy with his ink and brush."

Compared with Jing Changning's brushwork, the two paintings on the wall are indeed not good enough, but Erlang likes Li Ziwen's straightforward and unconcealed personality.

Now he also realized that Li Ziwen, who was regarded as a genius by the Li family, did not despise their exiled status, but wanted to get closer to them.

Li Ziwen was a little impatient: "I will go with you later. Grandfather has prepared gifts for you."

Then he thought it was wrong and said, "I'll go over there tomorrow when you write couplets."

Erlang nodded slightly in agreement, then saw two papers under a book on his desk. After getting his consent, he couldn't help but pick them up and read them.

"Your academy is a little slow in setting questions. We have already done this essay topic last year." Erlang did not hide his talent and expressed his insights. Soon, the two of them put their heads together.

Scholars also have their own preferences. As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." The two of them really got along well.

Jing Chunxi felt that all his cousins ​​were talented and had their own specialties. He heard that his third cousin said that he would go to learn carpentry from Jing Changming after the New Year.

With them around, things in the village should not be a problem until after the New Year. Although we cannot say that all villagers will be respectful to them, at least they can live in peace and it should not be difficult to get things done.

From what they have seen in the past few days, although this place is a barbarian land, the villagers are not barbaric. They have hardly seen anyone causing trouble. However, apart from the local customs, this should also be attributed to the Li family. As the largest family in the village, as long as they don't cause trouble, no one should dare to do so.

Lingzi had already brought a small plate of melon seeds with some pastries on top. The pastries were the same as the ones Jing Chunxi ate at home, but she didn't bring in the usual sugar cakes.

"These two silk flowers are for you."

Jing Chunxi also had the sudden idea to take it out.

In addition to those extremely expensive jewelry, there are still some silk flowers for the little girl in the space. Last time she came back from the county town, she gave several flowers to the two little Tuanzi and Jing Mingrong and Jing Mingyue, which made them very happy.

Little Tuanzi even put on the little skirt her aunt made for her, and with pink flowers on her head, she kept spinning around and almost went into the courtyard. It was Qiaoqiao who pulled her back.

"so beautiful!"

As expected, girls can't resist the temptation of such a pretty little thing. Lingzi was so happy that she kept thanking him and said that she would give her good things in the future. Her behavior was graceful and generous, without a trace of shyness, and she was well-educated.

After delivering the things to the village chief's house, Lin came back. Perhaps because there were too many guests, she had already hidden in the house and was too embarrassed to come out.

The other families of the Jing family were all there, and it was lively with so many people. The children all ran out to play together, and the daughters-in-law of each family wanted to come over to help, but the kitchen was too small, so Zhuang only asked one from each family, and the others were sent to sit in the yard to crack melon seeds and eat sweet cakes.

Jing Yongjian and Jing Yongqiang were drinking tea with Jing Yongcheng in the front yard. Jing Yongming was afraid that he didn't know what they were talking about, so he joined in as a representative of the family.

When my second aunt-in-law and Yongqiang's family came to visit our house for the first time, they asked Yin to take them around every room inside and out before they were willing to sit down and talk with the old lady in the front hall.

When the men gathered together, they were thinking about the jars of wine. As soon as a plate of peanuts was placed on the table, the men began to guess the numbers.

The other women and their wives sat around a table with snacks, cracking melon seeds and chatting, and they exchanged many things that no one else in the village had heard.