C6 New Start(part Ii)

She woke up with Mo Wuji's small plate every day, and the small plate went to fetch her breakfast. She went to fetch hot water, wash up, and eat, and the two of them started their daily training courses. At noon, they would only have time to eat, not take a nap.

Ning Xiaoman finally understood why training for this period of time required half a year, because there were too many things to learn, including kneeling and kowtowing. There were differences in who needed to kneel, how to kneel, and who needed to kowtow and kowtow when meeting people of different ranks.

Not to mention carrying tea, carrying water, putting on clothes and putting on a hat, there was also a rule for serving people, one should not make mistakes at every step, and even speaking was very important. When one should speak, when one should not, when one should speak, one must not lift one's head.

"Sis Teng, did you learn the tricks I taught you today?"

After being asked by Mo Xiaodie, Ning Xiaoman felt a little embarrassed. Other things were okay, but this cutting of embroidery was the simplest of all the training programs. For Ning Xiaoman, it was the hardest.

"Not bad, in a bit let me see. Where the embroidery is wrong, I'll change it again."

However, nothing was difficult for her. Ever since she started learning embroidery, she had not slept much. She had been holding a needle in her hand all the time, and now she had finally managed to practice something big.

"You can learn anything faster than me, why is it that these embroidery flowers are so hard for you to learn? Big sister Ku, did you not learn it when you were young?" Even if my family is so poor, my grandmother still forced me to take out a needle and said that if I don't know how to cut clothes and embroider, I wouldn't be able to get married when I get old. No one would marry a wife who can't make needlework. "

Ning Xiaoman couldn't stop laughing at Mo Xiangdie's words.

"So, the reason why you're learning embroidery is so that you can get married. The reason why I didn't learn it is because I don't want to marry, so I don't know how to embroider flowers."

How could Mo Xiaodie know if Ning Xiaoman's words were true or false? She had completely forgotten that she was a patient with a bad mood.

"Big sis Xiaoman, you really have an idea. You can always do whatever you want. Sometimes, I really envy you, so I don't dare to do anything without caring about it. I'm afraid that it might hurt my grandmother."

Ning Xiaoman comforted Little Butterfly by touching her hair.

"Since you're so obedient and sensible, how could Grandma be sad? Even if Grandma isn't by your side anymore, she's watching over you from the sky. As long as you live a good life, Grandma won't be worried about you anymore."

Mo Xiaodie nodded, she believed Ning Xiaoman's words. In these few days of mutual reliance, regardless of learning or life, no matter what happened, Ning Xiaoman would always think of a way to resolve it. Thus, Mo Xiaodie was extremely dependent on her, or even being completely obedient to her.

"Big sis Teng, the way you used these embroidery leaves is wrong. You shouldn't use acupuncture, you should use acupuncture."

Mo Xiaodie held up the handkerchief embroidered by Ning Xiaoman in front of her eyes, letting her look at the embroidery of a few needles. Then, she placed the handkerchief in front of her and let her personally embroider a few needles until she learned it.

"Xiao Die, I heard aunty say that tomorrow we have to bring these groups together to make a comprehensive assessment. Then we have to divide them into two parts, one for cooking and the other for writing. Which one do you want to learn?"

Ning Xiaoman's cooking was not bad, but she definitely had to learn how to write. After all, if she couldn't even understand a book, that would be the real tragedy.

"I want to learn culinary arts."

Mo Xiaodie replied without any hesitation. Ning Xiaoman found it strange that she didn't learn how to read.

"Why do you want to learn how to cook? How good is writing? People who can write won't be fooled by others in the future."

Ning Xiaoman couldn't tell if she could read or not, so she could only say that if she could read, she wouldn't be deceived.

"Think about it. If one day someone makes you press an insignificant fingerprint, but you don't know the words, just press them casually. In the end, they sold you out, how unfair would that be."

Suddenly, Mo Xiaodie's eyes turned red, making Ning Xiaoman flustered. She grabbed a cloth to wipe away her tears.

"What's wrong? I didn't say anything. If you don't want to learn, then forget it."

He didn't expect that his casual explanation would cause the little girl to cry.

"I've already sold myself. Even if I'm sold again, it's no big deal. Anyway, I'm no longer someone who can make up my own mind."

It turned out that she was the one who had her own thoughts. Who wouldn't have a hard time living these days?

"Xiao Die, don't be like this, we are staying in the palace, not hoping to climb any higher, no matter how high our status is, we are still slaves, we just want to live safely and be healthy. When we are 25 years old, Big Sis will take you out of the palace."

The little girl vigorously nodded her head. She firmly held onto Ning Xiaoman's hand, as if she was afraid that Ning Xuemo would abandon her.

"But I still feel that you should learn how to write. We can learn how to write at any time after cooking, but learning how to write is different. I think that if we can read, we can at least be assigned a slightly easier job. Moreover, we might not be separated."

The word 'do not separate' was the biggest temptation to Mo Xiaodie.

"Sister Teng, I don't know a single word. What can I do about it?"

"Big Sis is here. Big Sis will come back to teach you. If anyone can read tomorrow, you have to stay by my side."