After the banquet, the prime minister's mansion temporarily calmed down. Shen Qingxi rarely took a break from her busy schedule, so she stayed by the old lady all day long, and occasionally teased Shen Jiahong. Shen Jiahong was much taller than before, and now she looked like a little adult. She was very intimate with Shen Qinghui, her own sister. When she was facing Shen Qingxi, she had a different kind of dependence and respect. I don't know if it was because Shen Qinghui and Aunt An said something in front of him.

On this day, Shen Qingxi took advantage of the fact that she had nothing to do and came to teach Shen Jiahong to write. Shen Qingxi did not have a biological brother. Among the few brothers and sisters, only Shen Qinghui and his brother were very kind to her from the beginning. Therefore, even if Shen Qingrong and Shen Qingfu are respectful to her now, she still has a different kind of care for Shen Qinghui.

I saw Shen Jiahong holding a pen in his small hand, and Shen Qingxi's big hand wrapped around his little hand, and taught her to write the word "Hong". Shen Qingxi was best at writing small regular script for hairpins. Although one word was complicated, it was written in a square and beautiful way, and she was elegant and elegant. Shen Jiahong blinked, "The characters written by the elder sister are so beautiful."

Shen Qingxi pointed at Shen Jiahong's nose, "You will write better in the future."

As he said that, he let go of Shen Jiahong's hand and asked him to write it himself. Shen Jiahong held the pen and fell down the tip of his nose, but saw a word that was a little crooked. He looked discouraged, "I'm so stupid."

Shen Qingxi said gently, "I'm not afraid or afraid, I'll teach you again."

As he said that, he held his hand again and taught him over and over again.

After the Chinese New Year, Shen Jiahong was only seven years old. As the saying goes, men and women were seven years old, Shen Qingxi would avoid suspicion and could not teach him to write intimately. Shen Qingxi knew these thoughts and wanted to avoid suspicion from now on, but Shen Jiahong seemed to want her to teach her very much, so she couldn't refuse. Shen Jiahong, as Shen Huai's only son, was also trained as the future head of the family. Although Shen Qingxi had no feelings for Shen Huai, she also wanted to train Shen Jiahong to be outstanding. After all, Hu's teachings in his previous life could be said to have delayed Shen Jiahong's teachings, which led to Shen Jiahong becoming a playboy later.

When the old lady and Mama Xu came over, they saw the brother and brother in harmony. They looked at each other and laughed. On the side, Shen Qingxi quickly stood up when she heard the movement. However, the old lady waved her hand, "Okay, okay, you can continue writing, Hong'er likes to listen to you."

Shen Qingxi lowered her head and continued to teach Shen Jiahong. Shen Jiahong obediently wrote beside Shen Qingxi. The old lady looked at them kindly, and her face was unusually happy. Not long after, Shen Qinghui came over and saw that Shen Jiahong had actually pestered Shen Qingxi and wrote five or six pages of posts. She frowned, "Sister is very busy every day. After finally getting free, you can do something tricky. Get up and write it yourself."

Shen Jiahong looked unwilling, and Shen Qingxi smiled, "It's okay, let him write with me, I'm fine."

Shen Qinghui glared at Shen Jiahong, but saw Shen Jiahong glaring at Shen Qinghui in a place that Shen Qingxi could not see. His appearance was quite a bit like Shen Qinghui disturbed him. It was only in the afternoon that Shen Jiahong obediently returned to his yard and went out. Shen Qinghui whispered, "Your handwriting is obviously not that crooked, but you can pretend very much. If the elder sister knows it, she will punish you."
Chapter completed!