Chapter 334 What can babies learn?
Chapter 334 What can babies learn?
Matron Zheng demonstrated the correct pace: "When walking, don't take big steps. It's like a wild girl. It's ugly and unruly."
Madam Zheng continued:
"When you take a step forward, bend your knees slightly and slowly push your calves forward.
When you land, tap your heel lightly on the ground, then slowly lower your foot flat, like this."
She spoke as she repeated the movements with graceful fluidity.
Lin Wanwan got up early and was also carried over and sat on a stool. Madam Bai fed her breakfast while saying, "After Madam Zheng finishes teaching them, I'll have to teach you."
Lin Wanwan suddenly didn’t even want to eat. She didn’t expect that there would be a share for her.
Yue Jin looked at Lin Wanwan pitifully, her eyes slightly red, and her voice was a little aggrieved: "Miss, it's so difficult, my feet are sore."
Her feet were trembling slightly. She had been practicing repeatedly for a long time to maintain the walking posture required by Nanny Zheng.
At this moment, the muscles in my calves were so tense that they hurt, as if they were being gently pricked by countless fine needles.
Nanny Zheng stood aside, a sneer on her face:
“When we were here in the beginning, we would stay here for hours at a time.
Sometimes, I would kneel for hours at a time."
Lin Wanwan looked at Yue Jin, she really felt distressed, but she couldn't even protect herself!
As expected, Madam Zheng continued, "Your young lady can't save you. She has to go to school soon."
Lin Wanwan looked at this situation, feeling helpless, and muttered to herself: What can a baby learn?
Nanny Zheng's face was filled with love, and her eyes fell gently on the still young Lin Wanwan. She said softly, "Although the young lady is still young, she must start learning from a young age. She should be exposed to the world as soon as possible."
As she spoke, she turned slightly to Madam Bai, her words filled with earnestness:
"So, Madam Bai, when you are embroidering on weekdays, you might as well teach Miss while you are working.
Needlework is a compulsory course for ladies from our wealthy families. If you cultivate it from a young age, you will definitely be able to do it with ease in the future."
She gently raised her hand and touched Lin Wanwan's head:
"Oh, look at this kid, he has to start learning these things at such a young age!
But what Mammy said makes sense. Teaching from a young age will definitely be beneficial to the young lady's future growth."
Madam Zheng nodded and continued:
"And the piano skills cannot be neglected either. We can first let the young lady slowly learn some of the most basic piano fingerings.
This piano music can cultivate one's sentiments and develop a young lady's temperament."
This ancient educational concept is surprisingly similar to the concepts of prenatal education and early education in previous lives. From this point of view, we can see that the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.
In this way, Lin Wanwan's days suddenly became fulfilling.
Mrs. Bai took her with her wherever she went, and when she taught Zhao Qiaoniang various skills, she would not forget to bring Lin Wanwan over.
In fact, Lin Wanwan is quite happy, and she also likes to learn these things.
Lin Wanwan is well versed in pharmacology and is very familiar with those medicinal herbs, knowing more than Zhao Qiaoniang.
But even so, she still listened to the theoretical knowledge with great interest and did not miss any opportunity to learn.
In the afternoon, it is time to learn embroidery. Every time Mrs. Bai embroiders, she will carefully teach several novice disciples. Chou Chou is one of them, and she is very recognized by Mrs. Bai.
Mrs. Bai looked at the picture that Chou Chou had embroidered and said jokingly, "Hey, Chou Chou, when you finish embroidering it, who are you going to give it to?"
Chou Chou turned his gaze to Lin Wanwan who was standing beside him and said without hesitation, "Give it all to Wanwan when the time comes."
As soon as these words were spoken, Mrs. Bai and Zhao Qiaoniang couldn't help but burst into laughter.
As soon as Mrs. Bai started teaching embroidery, Lin Wanwan seemed like a different person.
When Mrs. Bai picked up the embroidery needle and began to explain the needlework in detail, Lin Wanwan's eyes drooped uncontrollably.
The voice had a hypnotic power, and she, who had been sitting upright, gradually lost her spirit.
I saw her head nodding slowly, her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, and her eyes becoming blurred.
Mrs. Bai couldn't help but sigh and said, "My dear... Wanwan... Oh! She's still young. This needlework is too boring. Forget it, let her sleep!"
Zhao Qiaoniang finally understood that Mrs. Bai actually doted on her.
She looked at Madam Bai and said, "Mother, I think she should learn more. The most important thing for a girl is needlework. There is no girl who doesn't know how to sew..."
Madam Bai coughed and said:
"It doesn't matter, won't her maids all be able to sew in the future?
Wouldn't it be enough to just pick a few more maids who can sew? Don't worry about such things."
"How can it be the same?" But Zhao Qiaoniang didn't say any more. Maybe it would be fine when the child grows up a little. How old is she now? She's just learned to walk upright. Forget it, wait until she grows up a little, it will definitely be fine.
Zhao Qiaoniang felt that she was quite smart, so her daughter must be good. Wouldn't needlework be child's play in the future?
Lin Wanwan had a good sleep. When she woke up, she saw Mrs. Bai cooking chicken soup, and the whole house was filled with fragrance.
She swallowed, and Madam Bai gently squeezed Lin Wanwan's hand, her face full of love as she said, "Baby, grandma cooked a lot of delicious food for you tonight."
First up is the pheasant soup, which is golden in color and fragrant. When stewing, the floating oil on the surface is skimmed off, leaving only the fresh, fragrant and mellow soup.
In order to make the chicken suitable for the one-year-old Lin Wanwan to eat, Mrs. Bai specially tore the chicken into fine strips to make it easier for her to chew and swallow.
Next comes the milky custard with a strong milky aroma. It is made with fresh goat’s milk, simmered over low heat, and a little soft and glutinous rice flour is added, stirring constantly.
Until the milk custard becomes delicate and smooth, sprinkle a layer of finely chopped nuts on it before serving.
There are also several exquisite pastries, one of which is made by steaming fresh pumpkin and then beating it into fine pumpkin puree.
Add a little glutinous rice flour and sugar, knead into dough, and make small and cute pumpkin cakes.
Fry in a frying pan until both sides are golden brown, the skin is crispy, the inside is soft, sweet and melts in your mouth, and the sweetness of the pumpkin spreads in your mouth, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.
The other one is the purple sweet potato cake made with purple sweet potatoes. After the purple sweet potatoes are steamed, they are mashed into a paste. Add appropriate amount of milk and honey, stir evenly, pour into a mold and compact it. After demolding, it becomes an exquisitely shaped purple sweet potato cake.
All these molds are made of wood by young carpenters.
Each mold made by the little carpenter is very beautiful. The little rabbit mold has smooth and round lines, and the rabbit's expression is very cute.
The ears stand upright, the wood grain on them looks like velvet, and the two eyes made of dark wood knots are black, bright and lively.
The fish-shaped mold is full of lively beauty, and the scales of the fish body are presented by fine carved lines, making it lifelike.
The flower mold is even more exquisite, with distinct layers of petals.
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