Chapter 3 — Beautiful Spring Lasts Forever

Big brother was angry: "You'd rather trust a scammer and a gangster than trust your own brother?" The younger brother laughed: "Younger sister's personality is even more interesting than in the original story." I'm beyond embarrassed. Mother hugged me in her arms: "Silly child, our Marquis Palace only has you as a daughter, it's not enough to baby you yet." "So..." I whispered: "The pearl curtain outside the door..." "Take it down, let me use it as a marble to play with." Father's voice came from outside the door: "But next time you recognize me, remember to look carefully before kneeling." Me: ... Recognizing your ancestors is a joyous matter. From now on, I am no longer De Nhi Thiet Dau Tieu Bat of Da Mi district of Cai Bang anymore. Officially "promoted" to Diep Luyen Tuyet · Thuong Ly · Phieu Huynh · Lac Doanh Bang Le · Niu Ho Loc · Giang Kim Bao! Mother hugged me every day, calling me "my heart and soul", wishing I could hang the key to the Marquis's warehouse around my neck. Even the saddle my father ordered for me is pure gold. I'm extremely intelligent, I'm afraid they have other plans. So, every few days, when there was no one around, I secretly used a small knife to scrape the yellow layer off the saddle. These things are all capital for me to live in peace and make a living. Mother always feels like she doesn't take care of me enough, and wants to eat and live with me every day. I don't know why, my father's eyes looking at me became more and more resentful. One day, Father Hou mysteriously pulled me aside and stuffed me with a check. "Good baby, father's personal money is all here. Take it, tell mother tonight that you want to sleep alone." Holding her money, you must work for her. That night, I immediately puffed my chest and said: "Mother! From now on I want to sleep alone." Mother happily nodded: "Baby you are grown up, you should also be independent." Father Hau stood behind and was so happy that he kept raising his hand as a sign of victory. Unexpectedly, mother's next sentence was: "Then sleep in the room next to me! In the middle of the night, mother can still come over and cover you with a blanket!" Hou's father's face instantly turned from cheerful to stiff. I looked at his face that wanted to cry but couldn't cry. Use your eyes to talk to him. It's not that I won't help! I will absolutely not return these fifty taels of silver! Things changed very quickly. Good news: I was finally released from my mother's "love prison"! Bad news: we are trapped in an even scarier place — the “cultural re-education furnace”! That unethical big brother even arranged for me a crash course to become a famous concubine: Early in the morning at five watch, the rooster hadn't crowed yet, I had to get up and memorize the lesson. In the afternoon we have to start embroidering, and in the evening we practice playing the piano. "With Kim Bao Nhi's talent, one year can transform her body." No, that's not true. I've been a beggar for ten years, and you want me to catch up with them in just one year? Why don't you make me perform and eat a whole pig in one gulp? Marquis's father happily rubbed his hands: "Study well! Studying must have its own space!" I desperately used my eyes to ask for help from my mother, but unexpectedly she was moved to tears. "Look at Bao'er's eager to learn eyes." Just like that, I began a tragic life of "cultural reform". Although there are currently eight maids serving him, there is no longer even time to climb up the stone lion statue to ride and play. For a whole month, every day before dawn, the maid pulled me out of the blanket. Before I could wipe away the grime from my eyes, I had to hastily memorize the book. If I can't study, big brother will find a Mr. for me. I heard that he used to be at Han Lam Institute and has retired. Previously, it was also Tham Hoa Lang, with a great reputation. I originally thought he was a handsome man, but when I first met him, I realized he was an old man with white hair and beard. Even though we are crude, the moral principle is "one day

As a teacher, I will be a father all my life." I still understand. I followed the rules of serving tea, bowing my head three times. The old man was very pleased, told me to prepare the pen, then danced with the pen like a dragon and phoenix, writing down a few words. "Do you recognize what these words are?" I looked intently. Tsk, the writing is like a crawling worm! But I can't show that I don't know! "Or give the sentence 'Thien Dao hates people' (Heaven does not disappoint people)." The old man was stunned. people. "Or for the phrase 'Flowers create wealth'!"... "Or for the sentence 'My fate depends on me, not on heaven'!"... I scratched my head, what should I do, the idiom is about to run out. The ruler in the old man's hand began to raise. "You don't know how to read, can't you also count? Obviously there are only three words, where does the word 'Thien Dao hate' come from?" Ah ah? Is that so? "I see, this must be my name - Giang, Kim, Bao!" The old man stroked his beard: "Young children can still teach it." In just one morning, the old man explained more than ten layers of meaning from my two words Kim Bao. From the bone pattern of the word "Giang", to the five elemental properties of the word "Kim", and finally the word "Bao" was also included. If I put all the words he preached together, I'm afraid I could write several essays. In the afternoon, learning to embroider the garden would be even more painful. I embroidered the scene of blood staining the bushes to the point of being like honeycombs. In the evening, studying the ancient music was even more difficult. The song "Cao Son Luu Thuy" passed through my hands like a living saw, and the sound of the instrument could make people wake up. Even the dog in the firewood room had to cover his ears when he saw me. Three hundred days and nights passed, and I finally realized the truth of life. If you don't have talent, you shouldn't force it.