Chapter 124 Painting, how about being a perfect woman?
Chapter 124 Painting, how about being a perfect woman?
Tong Kexin arrived at the door of the house in a daze and got out of the car.
"Hey, beautiful sister." The obedient Tong Tong brought Tong Kexin back to God.
Tong Kexin looked over, and the basket girl was smiling and nodding at them, walking towards the opposite building.
She looked like a fairy, but Tong Kexin shuddered.
"What's the matter, Kexin." Yan Baifan, who had parked the car, looked at Tong Kexin's tightly wrapped arms and asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's just getting colder." Tong Kexin reluctantly shook her head.
Yan Baifan looked at the afterglow of the setting sun hitting her face, and fell silent.
"Go in." Tong Kexin just wanted to have a good rest. She needed to think about what happened today.
"Xiaoya, where are you going~~" Xizi looked at the convenience bag in Jing Ruhua's hand before she could finish speaking. A certain French fries and a certain Coke were reflected in the transparent convenience bag, and the words behind were stuck.
"I'll go quietly." Xizi rubbed her eyes, turned around, and slammed the door shut.
Jing Ruhua, who had just entered the door and hadn't put on her slippers, turned dark, glanced at the convenience bag in her hand, put it on the sofa silently, made herself a cup of scented tea, sat on the wicker chair on the balcony, and looked at the opposite side The small building, quietly lost in thought.
She almost forgot what Mrs. Jing looked like, touched her delicate face, and the smooth and tender touch of her hand made her feel dazed, how many years has it been?Where did the wrinkled Jing Ruhua go?
"Isn't she just you~" the system who seldom speaks in this world said leisurely.
"Huh?" Jing Ruhua was obviously used to the system popping up from time to time.
"Isn't it just a skin, what's worth remembering~" The system doesn't understand, where do human beings get so many memories, love memories, family memories, friendship memories, thinking everywhere, is there anything so good to think about? ?
"Well, it's just a skin." It's really not worth remembering.
Jing Ruhua took a sip of the slightly cold rose tea. After she became younger, she was panicked at first, and then felt restless. Now, she feels at ease.
"Okay, host, don't worry about your appearance. There is a saying in this world that women should look at their inner beauty. Host, can you consider improving your inner beauty?" Anyway, seeing you flustered, the last sentence was silently read by the system. Needless to say, the picturesque scenery can also be felt.
It can be said that the picturesque scenery and the system have the same mind.
After completing two missions, Jing Ruhua, who has greatly improved her acceptance of the original owner's memory, quickly understood what the system meant by inner beauty.
Smiling picturesquely, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are the basic skills to improve women's self-cultivation in any world.
Picturesque talent?
She remembered that when she was Mrs. Jing, the Jing Manor had hired nanny to teach her, but most of them taught her how to be a housewife. As for talent, it only belonged to understanding the way, even Not even a little bit involved.
Thinking that in a similar "modern" time and space, people here always think that ancient women imagined the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, singing and dancing, and they are proficient in everything, and the scenery is picturesque.
Mistress, the most important homework is housekeeping and interpersonal communication. The knowledge here is like a compulsory course in the nine-year compulsory education for girls in this time and space, while piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are optional courses, and other subjects such as singing and dancing are optional courses. Things that ordinary daughters don't know how to learn. To be proficient in everything you want to learn is equivalent to being a doctoral student in eight languages. The time and energy consumed are beyond the affordability of ordinary people.
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