"I seem to have heard that my father seems to have accepted another student on the road? Do you know who he is?" Lin Yijia turned back to the bed and sat down, pouring herself a glass of boiling water. After she calmed down, she remembered the previous student.

sound.

That was Qin Mingyuan's voice.

Although he was probably still in his teens at this time and was in the most embarrassing stage of voice-changing. But how could she not recognize Qin Mingyuan's voice?

In her previous life, she had liked him so much.

During the period when Qin Mingyuan lived in the Lin family, she couldn't remember how many times she deliberately walked to the front yard and outside his study, and listened happily to the sound of his clear reading through the bamboo forest.

Qin Mingyuan's voice is very nice, like a cup of carefully prepared tea, with a mellow and fragrant fragrance. After listening to it, people will feel warm from the bottom of their hearts. And those beautiful poems will become even more beautiful after they are spoken from his mouth.

The beauty of it makes even boring classics and history articles sound moving...

She had liked his voice so much.

Qin Mingyuan would not call her "Miss Lin Liu" in a distant manner, nor would he call her "little junior sister" as affectionately as senior brother Song Jie did. Of course, he would not directly call her by her name in a frivolous and rude manner.

Qin Mingyuan called her - Miss Yi'er.

Listen. What a nice name this is. It's gentle, affectionate, and respectful enough. More importantly, he is the only one to call her this...

Lin Yijia gently touched the edge of the tea cup with the pads of her fingers. The hot temperature gradually drove away the coolness in her heart.

Lan Yu came over and replied: "Yes, Miss. This young master of the Qin family, I heard that he is very talented and very studious. The weather is so cold, and I saw him studying in the yard before.

It sounds very profound to me. It's a pity that I can't understand it."

If you really want to study, on a cold day, do you think the room is not warm enough if you close the door?

Or is it because your mind will be clearer in the ice and snow?

Looking back on his previous life, he always liked to read where people could see him...

However, Qin Mingyuan is indeed said to be well-qualified and diligent. This can be seen from the fact that he won the fifth place in the Jinshi after three years of studying with his father. Moreover, Qin Mingyuan, no matter in

Wherever he studied, he did act as if no one else was around and was very attentive. Then again, if he was pretending to be as wise as his father, as cautious as his mother, and as smart as Senior Brother Song...how could these people not see it?

Qin Mingyuan really studies hard again!

Forget it, forget it, what do you want him to do...

Lin Yijia smiled faintly: "You want to study and understand? Go back and learn from Lan Ling first. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Poor people are naturally in awe of books and words.

Lantian Lanyu's eyes shone when she heard this, and her face flushed: "We... no, the slaves don't dare..."

"Why don't you dare?" Lin Yijia smiled and said: "In our Lin family, even if you are illiterate, you can't be a maid. You two, you must work harder, don't be left too far by Lan Ling and the others.

oh."

Lan Yu hurriedly promised: "This slave must study hard!"

Lantian's face was also flushed.

Xiaokangzhuang's charcoal fire is well prepared.

The earthworms were burning vigorously, and the room was warm, almost like early summer.

Lin Yijia wiped herself away and drank some meat porridge. She put down her chopsticks when she was only half full. She stretched her arms in the room for a while and lay down to rest without being urged by the two maids.

I don't know if it was because she was still weak and her body needed to recover, but she slept very soundly without even dreaming.

If you sleep enough, you will wake up early.

Lantian lay flat on his feet, sleeping soundly.

A candlestick was placed far away in the corner of the wall, emitting a warm yellow light, making the room feel hazy.

The heavy snow started to fall again.

The snowy night was extremely quiet. She heard the sound of snow falling. It was a soft and dull rustling sound. Occasionally, there would be a "crunching" sound, which was the sound of the snow breaking dead branches.

.

Lin Yijia listened quietly like this for a long time, and at some point, she fell asleep again - it was snowing and extremely cold outside, and she was still in the warm bed of Xiaokangzhuang. It was so good.

In such an extremely cold snowstorm, Xiaokangzhuang is quiet, like a paradise. However, several farmers' houses are not strong enough and are crushed by the snow. However, they have leaders or owners to help them, and their days are always better.

I can still live with it.

It was as if the disaster didn't exist.

The servants were just complaining: "The weather is so damn cold this year."

Lin Yijia recovered quickly.

However, it was only five or six days ago that the last bit of herpes on her body had already scabbed off and she no longer had to be careful about touching it and leaving traces. Moreover, the doctor said that she was now clear of the virus and would never be infected again.

"Liu'er is very happy!"

"Liu'er is very happy!"

After the doctor made the announcement, Lin Huijia and Lin Minjia came forward and each of them gave Lin Yijia a hug. Lin Minjia even held Lin Yijia's little head in her arms and rubbed it hard, twisting her hair into shape.

Lin Yijia struggled out of her arms, pulling at her hair, trying to straighten it out, muttering in her mouth.

Before she could get it neater, Lin Jiakang walked over with a smile, bent down to her and said, "Liu'er is very happy!"

"You called Liu'er too!" Lin Yijia suddenly became angry and stopped caring about her hair. She chased him but hit him. "I am your sister! Where did you read the book! Mother, you don't talk about him either.

!”

Usually at this moment, Mrs. Lin would just look at her children laughing with a smile on her face and say nothing. Of course, if Father Lin was here, if Lin Jiakang didn't want to be reprimanded, he would have to act honestly. At this moment, he was proud.

Lin Yijia only raised his eyebrows.

Lin Yijia couldn't catch up with him and stomped her feet in anger.

At this time, Nanny Feng came in and reported to Mrs. Lin: "...Mrs. Qin, please see me."

Lin Yijia's ears twitched and she stopped chasing. Lan Ling hurriedly stepped forward to comb her hair again.

"Come in quickly." Mrs. Lin stood up and went to the door to welcome her. She said to her daughters: "Yi'er also knows that your father has admitted a new student, right? This Mrs. Qin is his mother...

…”

As he was talking, he saw from a distance that Nanny Feng had led Mrs. Qin closer. Mrs. Lin stopped talking and greeted her with a smile. During the greetings, she actually held her hands.

How long has it taken for Mrs. Qin to become so familiar with her mother?

Lin Yijia's eyes flashed with a hint of depth, but quickly disappeared.

At this time, Mrs. Qin really can't be called an "old lady". She seems to be younger than Mrs. Lin, and her fair face exudes a luster like jade. She has very few accessories, but

She put a plain silver hairpin on her head and two silver bracelets with orchid patterns on her wrists. Even though she was so "shabby", she didn't care, she smiled calmly, exuding an elegant and quiet atmosphere.

.

——It makes people look at it amiably.

In her previous life, she was very fond of Mrs. Qin right away. In her opinion at that time, Mrs. Qin was gentle, kind, calm and self-possessed, even if she stood in front of someone of higher status than her.

She never feels inferior or flatters, which makes people involuntarily admire her... and then consider that she was once a powerful person in the capital, and she still has such a mentality after suddenly falling into despair...

Moreover, she taught Qin Mingyuan so well.
Chapter completed!