Falling Talent GL

The wind in the early spring was still chilly, and ran in through the gap of the wooden door that was not closed tightly. Jiang Xiaoya shuddered suddenly, as if it was the first time she saw her sister being so strict. She remembered what her aunt and aunts said , hesitantly said: "I want to learn how to do embroidery, but I don't want to study."

Do you really like doing embroidery?Jiang Xiaoya didn't know, after all, she had never been in contact with it.As for reading, my sister taught me from time to time. Although she found it boring, she didn't hate it.

So it doesn't matter whether she likes it or not, it's because she doesn't want to study, she wants to learn how to embroider, because in this way, she can have a good reputation, marry a good family, have a good food and clothing, live a life like an aunt, not like a sister In this way, one penny is worth two pennies.

Jiang Sanyan lowered her head and looked at her sister's toes, feeling complicated and heavy. She wanted to persuade her to do something, but she couldn't open her mouth.Everyone has their own aspirations, even if it is my own sister, I can't force my will on her.

Faintly, an uncertain thought arose in her heart, maybe Xiaoya was just on a whim, she hadn't fully learned to distinguish right from wrong at such a young age, so she didn't know what she really wanted.

She raised her head and said repeatedly: "Can you tell me why you want to learn embroidery? Is it just because you like it?"

Jiang Xiaoya took two steps back, looked into her sister's eyes, and almost opened her mouth to say that she didn't like it, she lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "Anyway, I just want to learn how to embroider." Then she turned around and ran towards the door , and ran under the big tree at the head of the village in a while.

She sat down on the big rock under the tree and looked at the short wheat seedlings with her chin resting. She still couldn't understand the faint loss or disappointment in Jiang Sanyan's eyes.

But my sister's original earnest eyes became listless, and she felt that she couldn't go on talking in her head when she just turned ten, because if she continued, she would not know who was the one who compromised first, and now it can only be her sister who made the compromise.

In the room, the open wooden door was still shaking "squeaky" because the person who pushed the door too hard just now, Jiang Sanyan stood up, feeling at a loss for a moment.

The little girl only learns to write her own name, so she doesn't know how to read and write. Do you really want to learn to do embroidery? Why? Is my sister's ideal to be an embroiderer?

But, can't you read more books and then learn how to do embroidery?Or learn to do embroidery while learning to read?Jiang Sanyan was pleasantly surprised by his own thoughts, yes, we can learn together.

She let out a breath, feeling refreshed, and cleaned the yard and kitchen before it rained.Then sit at the table, open the book and look.

Unexpectedly, after a while, his cousin Jiang Jie approached. He stood outside the fenced yard without even entering the door, so he shouted at the top of his voice, "Sanyan is here? My father is looking for you, come to my house quickly."

After saying that, regardless of whether there was anyone inside or whether he heard it, he hurriedly turned around and shook his sleeves and left, his dislike for his cousin's family was written all over his body and face.

Although there is only one wall separating the two houses, the houses are like the two poles of Jiangjia Village. The most magnificent red brick house and the simplest fenced courtyard form a sharp contrast.

Next door, Jiang Man was moving out a small table to sit in the yard, glanced at his impatient son, and said rather resentfully: "How many times have I taught you, no matter how impatient you are, you have to hide, no matter You have to keep a straight face when you encounter anything, you are also a child, so let's discuss marriage this year, let your mother find you a good one."

Jiang Xie took a close look at the kitchen, where Jiang Lin was cooking. His brows frowned, and a trace of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes, and he pressed back: "I want to be admitted to a scholar before we can get married."

Let mother look for it, do ignorant women look for ignorant women?Sooner or later, he will be admitted as a scholar, and then marry a lady from a big family to gain a foothold in the county.He must never be a mediocre teacher like his father in this three-acre area of ​​Jiangjia Village.

Jiang Manzheng also subconsciously glanced at the direction of the kitchen. He was also dissatisfied with his first wife. If he hadn't been old and poor at home, he would not have married the daughter of a small landlord.

Fortunately, Jiang Lin's family is still clear-headed, and knows to go back to her mother's house from time to time to ask for some money to supplement the family, and the dowry is generous.He also manages the house like a model, and it has been over for so many years.

"Your talent in reading is far inferior to being a father, or even inferior to that girl Sanyan. It is not easy to go further. You are 21 years old this year. If you delay, it will be difficult to find a daughter from a family like your mother. Let's see each other first."

Jiang Man was pouring himself a cup of tea. He secretly thought that it was a good thing for his son to be as ambitious as him, but if his ability could not keep up, it would be a bad thing. He looked at the kitchen again, and the children of the Jiang family all had a talent for studying. At the same time, even a girl like Jiang Sanyan can be a child.

Xie Jin must have inherited the child's brain from his mother, which is why he is not good at reading. He was about to say something when Jiang Sanyan came in.

Jiang Jiejin was already upset because of his father's words that he was not as good as Jiang Sanyan, and now his expression became even worse.There are only two benches in the yard, and he and his father sit on one. If he doesn't let him, Jiang Sanyan can only stand.

Jiang Sanyan didn't go to the table either, she walked to the side and stood still before asking, "I don't know why Uncle asked me to come?"

Jiang Manzheng glared at his son, and didn't blame him for anything. After all, she is a girl, so she should answer standing up.He straightened himself up and said in a low voice: "I heard from your aunt that you are not satisfied with the Zhou family, it is a wealthy family, if the second brother is still alive, he will definitely agree to such a good marriage. "

The family background of the Zhou family is comparable to that of Jiang Lin's natal family. If they hadn't promised to thank each other with 50 taels of silver, he would not have been involved in these family's trivial matters as a dignified scholar.

Jiang Sanyan blinked her eyes, she didn't expect Uncle Jiang to ask about this matter, she said firmly without thinking about it: "Uncle Lao is bothering you, Sanyan just wants to study hard now."

Hearing this, Jiang Manzheng put down the teacup in his hand, then raised his head and looked straight at his niece. He was dazed, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes: "It is said that the elder brother is the father. After the second brother left, I I also raised you as my own daughter, the order of my parents, the words of the matchmaker, this matter cannot be discussed by you, go back and prepare for marriage with peace of mind."

"Father is right, what kind of books a girl class studies, what kind of imperial examinations do she take, and marrying a good family is a serious matter." Jiang Jiejin sneered, with disdain and jealousy in his eyes.

So what if she is talented in reading and studying, she is just a woman, and she wants to be a concubine.But he asked clearly. The young master of the Zhou family was in his 40s and had three children under his knees. Fortunately, he was a gambler. He couldn't pass the Tongsheng exam, so he wanted to buy a Tongsheng wife to go back and enjoy his literary style, which is ridiculous. extreme.

The frog at the bottom of the well should stay at the bottom of the well, and his cousin is the same. She doesn't want to learn embroidery, but insists on studying and taking the imperial examination. In the end, it's not for nothing. What talent?What work?It's all useless.

Jiang Sanyan raised his head slightly, looked at Jiang Manzheng, and said word by word: "Uncle is uncle. My parents are dead, so there is no order for my parents."

The corners of Jiang Manzheng's eyes twitched, as if he had been stabbed in a certain nerve, and he couldn't hold his face any longer. He reached out and threw the teacup, and said angrily, "Ridiculous, if I say I want you to marry, you must marry. There is no need to discuss this matter, otherwise you will not recognize me as an uncle."

Jiang Sanyan looked at the furious Uncle Jiang, with a trace of sarcasm in her eyes, she turned her head away, and said calmly: "My father set up a female household for me, and he once said that I would not be allowed to marry. His last wish is that I study hard and take the exam. Zhongjuren Guangzong Yaozu.

Therefore, uncle doesn't need to make a fuss about the fate of his parents. No matter if it is the Zhou family or anyone else, I will not marry, unless they marry into my Jiang family, I will think about it. "After she finished speaking, she walked straight out of the gate, regardless of Uncle Jiang's face behind her.

Jiang Sanyan didn't expect Uncle Jiang to speak so shamelessly. What kind of raising her as her own daughter? This is the funniest joke she has ever heard when she grew up. There are too many people who have biological daughters.

To put it nicely, there is a scholar uncle, but in reality, there is no difference between yes and no. Others have never bullied their sisters, but that good aunt is hypocritical to ruin her reputation everywhere.

It's broken, it's broken. Jiang Sanyan never thought that Uncle Jiang would lend a helping hand when he was poor. After all, he had understood it in his previous life, right?Even if he watched her faint from starvation or die of illness, Uncle Jiang never set foot in the fenced courtyard with only one wall to see if his sick niece was alive or dead.

Summer is scorching, Qian Mansion.

Shuang'er sat in front of the bed and fanned the cattail fan for the young lady. Her thoughts had already wandered to the sky, and she didn't know what to have for lunch today. It would be best to have a bowl of mung bean soup to relieve the heat.

"Shuang'er, in a few days will it be time for the county examination candidates to sign up for insurance?" Qian Xiaoqiao asked abruptly after waking up from her afternoon nap, her eyes still clear.

"Ah? It should be at the end of this month. Why did the lady ask about this?" Shuang'er murmured in her heart when she remembered that the girl was born again. They all asked someone to inquire about the news of the girl's birth, but the lady said that there is no need to pay too much attention.

Now that the matter of the county test was brought up again, she subconsciously thought about the people and things related to it in her mind, and that was Jiang Sanyan. It seemed that people should pay attention to it recently.

Qian Xiaoqiao got up, rubbed her forehead, woke up and said: "Find a reliable juren, and find a few young students who are too old to take the county examination. Don't be reluctant to spend money. I will give you money in a few days." There are other arrangements."

She got out of bed, blinked her eyes a few times, and chased away the dream that occupied her mind, thinking that maybe she was too tired, why did she dream that she died young?

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