Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 142 – Practicing Writing with Left Hand 1

Chapter 142: Chapter 143: Practicing Writing with Left Hand 1

Moreover, her snobbish mother clearly showed her dislike towards the children of hunters, believing that Su Qingluo with her humble background was not worthy of associating with her daughter.

In contrast, Sun Yuwei’s parents were very open-minded and were happy that their daughter had found a close friend.

Yuwei’s mother specifically instructed their attendant not to restrict her daughter within the village, allowing her to interact more with her friends for the sake of her mental and physical health.

Sun Yuwei entered the classroom and happily ran towards Su Qingluo as soon as she put down her schoolbag, like a little bird out of its cage, chirping excitedly and laughing non-stop.

Xu Wan’er felt a bitter pain in her heart, tears swirling in her eyes, unable to hold them back, they finally fell.

“Wan’er, it’s alright if we can’t go hunting. When it gets warmer, after school in the afternoon, I can take you guys to play by the riverbank,” Su Qingluo said helplessly, taking a handkerchief out of her schoolbag to wipe her tears.

“Really?”

Xu Wan’er looked at her with a hopeful expression, sniffling and sobbing.

“Of course it’s true. After the arrival of spring, the days will get longer, and we’ll have at least one Shichen (Chinese time-keeping unit, 1 Shichen = 2 hours) after school till it gets dark,” explained Su Qingluo, smiling like a little adult, “One Shichen is enough, we’ll be able to collect a lot of shells by the river.”

“I want to collect shells too,”

Xu Wan’er’s eyes filled with a new expectation, and she broke into a smile.

“We also want to collect shells,”

One after another, more than a dozen classmates gathered around. Even if they couldn’t get permission from their parents to go hunting in the mountains, playing nearby at the riverbank still excited them.

“Alright, when it gets warmer in spring, everyone can follow me to the other side of the river. We can pick up shells, catch crabs, and dig mudfish together,” Su Qingluo waved her hand with enthusiasm, showing a bossy big sister demeanor.

“Great! Let’s all go together!”

At this, the students surrounding them clapped and cheered loudly until Master Wu entered the classroom, and they finally quieted down.

Master Wu’s lecture was vivid and engaging, starting with a few folktales to spark the students’ interest. He then picked suitable vocabulary from the stories, explained them clearly, and had the students recite and write them.

Su Qingluo, of course, didn’t need to deliberately memorize the vocabulary. Instead, she focused on practicing writing with her left hand.

With her back straight and her left hand holding the brush, she dipped it in the ink and wrote each stroke very carefully.

So engrossed in her practice, she didn’t notice Master Wu coming up behind her and watching her.

Master Wu’s thoughts were complicated as his gaze shifted from her plain floral jacket to the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone she was using. He noticed her surprisingly valuable writing supplies.

If he remembered correctly, when her brother, Su Zixuan, was studying at the academy, he used ordinary writing supplies like most other rural kids, except for the slightly more complete set of brushes he had.

However, his sister was different. She used high-quality wolf-hair brushes, fine rice paper, and valuable inkstones and Pine Ink.

Just one piece of Pine Ink alone was worth at least a hundred taels.

Such a high standard was rare even among the wealthiest students in the class.

It seemed that this girl held an extraordinary position in the hearts of her parents!

Possibly even surpassing her top-ranked brother.

“Master, I need to go to the restroom,”

Tian Qi saw that Master Wu was standing in front of his big sister, silent and watching her for a long time. He wanted to divert Master Wu’s attention from Qingluo, so he used the excuse of needing to go to the restroom.

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Master Wu glanced at Tian Qi, recalling his dog-like handwriting. He rubbed his forehead in annoyance and waved his hand impatiently, “Go ahead.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Tian Qi, having received permission, smirked and stood up from his seat, slipping out of the classroom.

“Master?”

Distracted by Tian Qi, Su Qingluo finally noticed Master Wu standing behind her. She looked up in surprise and met his scrutinizing gaze..