About two years ago, Jiuning bought a book related to the history of Chinese architecture on a whim. Later, he sat behind and read secretly every time he took Qin Jing’s class. Unfortunately, he was found and confiscated by the teacher when he saw half of it. After that, he was not allowed to be beaten. When he left the Zhulin Courtyard, Qin Jing did not mention this matter to him, so he has not finished reading the book yet. But Jiuningxin didn’t feel too regretful, because he was studying that book with his teeth gritted his teeth. If there weren’t too many information to be checked that day, he wouldn’t have been discovered by the teacher outside the window.
He only read a little half of the book in his impression, and he could not remember much. He wanted him to tell what the structure and style of this tower and that building were, Jiuningxin would never be able to say it. However, Jiuning understood one truth, that is, how much effort does a layman need to try to become a self-taught talent?
He still regretted not really finished reading that book, and regretted not really learning the things of ancient buildings, otherwise he would not feel empty when he looked at these buildings.
Jiuning Xin is not the kind of very powerful and smart person. The ability to achieve today’s achievements depends on the Jiuqiu family. When he was in a daze, he often guessed what he would be like if he had not lived in Jiuqiu’s family. He would be an ordinary monk and learn some magic that seems pretty good to outsiders, but it is actually superficial? Or will you go directly into the world, find a job to make a living, then get married and have children, and then watch my son get married and have children, and become a passerby in history in obscurity?
I have to say that he wants to be grateful to Jiu Qianqiu’s family. This feeling becomes stronger and stronger as he grows older, even if he has just become an adult.
Jiu Qianqiu has always been a very important role in the eighteen years of Jiu Ningxin. Life, practice, and even family. Jiu Ningxin cannot bypass this name that once made him feel pain, helpless, fearless, or angry.
To be honest, Jiuning Xin lived in Jiuqiu’s family longer than his own family, which also led to the great and heavy impact of Jiuqiu on him. Jiuningxin was not willing to recall his growth process. The past only had depression and pain. He believed that his mental state was a pile of rotten broken watermelons. He might feel a little whining, so he decided not to mention his past to others forever.
What are the mental journeys and processes of children who have not grown up yet?
Jiuningxin stopped thinking and stood up from the chair. He blinked but didn’t know what to do, so he had to sit down ridiculously again. He gritted his teeth and came to visit the teacher, but there was no old face in the small hall on Xiaotang Mountain. An old man next to him with a sallow complexion asked him to sit here and wait. Maybe someone would come in a while.
The small hall can accommodate about 20 or 30 people. The place where Jiuning Xin used to study was here. The original schoolyard was neatly laid with blue bricks as a yard, which was a bit regretful.
“Are you here alone?” the old man asked, standing behind the waist-high cabinet.
Jiuningxin stood up and walked to the counter and answered honestly: “No, I came with my brother, he was at the university and didn’t come with me. “This old man has no beard, wears a shabby long gown and a navy blue hat on his head. Jiuning thought from the bottom of his heart that the poor scholars from the Ming and Qing dynasties looked like him. “Come here and sit here! “The old man greeted him and sat behind the counter. “Since you are from a small courtyard, why do you look a little feminine in every move? “Before Jiuning’s heart was firmly settled, the scholar asked in a hurry.
“Ah? “Jiu Ning was shocked. This old ghost was a little bit irresistible. “I see that you are an elderly person and a student. What’s wrong with being gentle and kind? md… Do you want me to give you two feet as soon as I come up? “Jiu Ningxin pretended not to hear it, and cursed secretly in her heart. “Well… it’s better than cursing when she came up. A gentleman talked to her. A villain took action… It’s better to be more gentle…” The old man muttered to himself, dipped his saliva, and wanted to write on the counter. “I see you are pretty and pretty. Are you a scholar who specializes in pen and ink? I don’t think you are like a scholar. You must have that kind of aura, that is, you are upright and not charming, you hold a thin pen and dare to write about things for thousands of years, and the beautiful girls of thousands of households do not change the sincere and loyal “scholar”…” The old man said proudly.
Jiuning nodded slightly. Although he was a little unhappy, he thought it was a confused person.
“Not good! not good! Not rhyme enough! It’s a bit too artificial! not good! not good! “The old scholar was pondering, his two thin knuckles knocked on the counter, and his face looked sad.
Jiuning Xin looked at the scholar with his own light. The man seemed to know that Jiuning Xin was looking at him, so he immediately leaned over and said kindly, “Do you know how the fennel of fennel beans is written? “
Hearing this, Jiuning became serious: “It’s just the word “cao” and the one who goes home. If you ask me about other ways of writing, I really can’t write it. “The scholar came over excitedly and looked extremely happy: “Come on! It’s okay to do it! I’ll teach you! Who is born to write? “
The scholar went into the cabinet and searched for banknotes, and a buzzing sound came, “How could anyone be more wise than others?” “Then you know shame and then learn to practice.” Jiuning Xin made room for him, but he felt that this poor scholar was a little interesting. “The so-called fennel is the fragrance of the scent, which harmonizes the stomach and regulates qi, with cold pain in the lower abdomen and kidney deficiency, which can replenish the deficiency of life gate…” The old man took a pen and wandered on the paper. The characters were wide and flat, long and short horizontally, and the silkworm head and swallow tail seemed to have twists and turns. “The above of the character “fen” is the head of the character “cao”, and the lower ones are Hui, Shu, Shu, and Wu. Do you know these four types? “The scholar finished writing four big words with joy. Seeing that Jiuningxin was so sensible, he pushed the pen and paper to Jiuningxin: “Try writing! “
