Chapter 882 - 884: Practicing Calligraphy (3)
Mo Ziqi saw her looking all pitiful like a daughter-in-law and, although his prankster heart was satisfied, when he saw her wronged appearance, his heart twinged with pity as well. He then said, "I’m going to see Grandfather," and left straight away.
Fei’er pouted and continued practicing her calligraphy with a troubled face. Ah, if only she had known she would come across a nitpicking man like Mo Ziqi, she would have studied her reading and writing diligently with Dad back home. Why now be looked down upon by him or scolded by him, ah!
Resigned, Fei’er picked up her brush again and continued to write. She hadn’t written two lines before she heard a giggle behind her like the ringing of silver bells: "Little auntie!"
The newcomer was Mo Ziqi’s elder brother Mo Zijing’s eldest daughter, the senior miss of the Mo family’s younger generation, Mo Shuya. Mo Shuya was twelve this year, one year older than Fei’er, lively and clever by nature, a warm-hearted and adorable girl.
Fei’er turned around and corrected her, "Just call me Fei’er, stop calling me whatever you like, or I’ll ignore you."
Mo Shuya wasn’t afraid of her at all. After spending a few days together, she had sensed Fei’er’s kindness and innocence. Even though Fei’er wouldn’t let them casually call her ’little auntie,’ even if they did call her that, Fei’er wouldn’t really ignore them.
"Hey! I’m here in good faith to help you, and here you are lecturing me. Is the elder ’little auntie’ trying to bully this younger one?"
Fei’er puzzled, "Who’s bullying you? Stop talking nonsense. Oh, right, what do you want to help me with? How are you going to help me?"
Mo Shuya pointed to the brush in her hand and said proudly, "I’m here to help you write big characters, so you can bluff your way past my fourth uncle."
Fei’er was pleased and was just about to thank her when the memory of the man’s stern face made her instinctively shrink her neck and she dismissed the idea of seeking help.