The sun is warm, the years are quiet, and the naughty child's reading sound is particularly loud.
Zhu Ping'an sat opposite the naughty kid. Amidst the sound of the naughty kid's painful reading, he quietly wrote Qing Ci on the rice paper with his brush. For some reason, looking at the naughty kid's fat face, Wen thought. Extraordinary spring:
"I would like to report this year's enke. Today, I will be devout and pray for the heavenly mirror. I will recommend the golden treasure and taste the five pungent flavors. At the same time, I will add the jade calendar to show the end of the four seasons. The Big Dipper returns to the Yin and the stars. Warmth always comes with chanting. The east wind thaws, and the pond is filled with frost again..."
The sun outside is gradually turning towards the middle, and the sunlight shines in through the window. The early spring sunshine is warm, and it stretches out its big warm hands, caressing the whole body and making people feel comfortable.
When Zhu Ping'an was writing the third Qing Ci, a boy trotted over outside and reported that the Marquis was back and asked the naughty boy to go to the front yard to greet him. The Marquis is the eldest son of the Marquis Mansion. He inherited the title of Marquis of Linhuai after the old Marquis passed away. He went out on business a few days ago and has just returned.
When the naughty boy heard the news that his father was back, his fat face was distorted by fear. This naughty kid is not afraid of heaven or earth, but he is afraid of his father.
However, when I thought that I had memorized the homework well, the naughty child's fat face returned to normal, and even thought that my father was satisfied with the homework, what could I ask for? Then I saw Zhu Pingan sitting opposite, well, I asked my father to drive this bumpkin out.
"What, are you scared?" Zhu Pingan asked with a smile as he raised the corners of his lips and looked at the naughty child.
"Who's scared? Huh, I've already memorized it by heart. How can you, a country bumpkin like you, be so stupid and memorize the wrong words? Huh!"
The naughty kid was so stinky that he shook his fat face, snorted, and walked out on his thick legs. However, when he stepped out of the threshold, a certain naughty kid raised his face too high and failed to look at the road, so he almost fell down and was eaten. .
"Oh. Then don't make mistakes like me when you recite."
Zhu Ping'an raised the corners of his lips and gave a kind warning to the naughty boy's leaving figure.
"Humph, I won't act like a country bumpkin like you!"
The naughty kid turned his head and gave Zhu Ping'an a provocative face, and then walked towards the vestibule on his thick legs with great ambition.
No one in the Hou Mansion invited him to the vestibule. Zhu Ping'an did not go to the front yard to join in the fun. He tidied up his desk and returned to his guest room. On the way back to his guest room, Zhu Pingan found that the Hou Mansion was much busier today than yesterday, with maids and servants constantly coming and going. It seems that the grandmothers who went to the temple to pray for blessings have also returned.
In the midst of their busy schedule, these maids and servants rolled their eyes when they saw Zhu Ping'an. These days, there are a few so-called bad versions of Zhu Pingan's stories in the Hou Mansion every moment. It's strange to have a good impression of Zhu Pingan.
When Zhu Pingan returned to the guest room, the naughty child had already entered the vestibule.
At this time, the vestibule was very lively. The eldest man who had gone out on business had returned. The eldest grandma and grandma who had gone to the temple to pray for blessings were also back. Several ladies from the Hou family, including Li Shu, also came to the vestibule.
Li Shu met her uncle, eldest aunt, and second aunt, and after a few sterile greetings, she led the little maid Baozi to sit aside. He raised his eyebrows and watched the whole family greeting each other seemingly affectionately.
The eldest son of the Hou Mansion is very distinctive. How can I put it? He is very fat, somewhat similar to Li Shu's father, but he is much fatter than Li Shu's father. He feels like he is out of breath even when he walks. The fat master of the Hou Mansion has three strands of beard on his fat face, and he seems to be closer to being elegant and elegant. Unfortunately, it is a pity that the tiger is not the opposite of a cat, but rather like a potato with three whiskers.
Generally speaking, fat people are kinder. However, the eldest man of the Hou Mansion looks rather stern, giving people a feeling that he is not approachable. He wears a square turban on his head and a tunic-collared shirt. Belt at waist.
"Gong'er is here, let mom take a look."
As soon as the naughty kid Li Yangong entered the door, a woman called out in the front yard with a joyful expression. This woman is the eldest grandmother of the Hou family. She looks like a woman in her thirties when she is in her forties. She combs her temples flat and pulls her temples and forehead hair upwards. Braided into a flat bun, the hair is fluffy and high-curled, giving it a dignified and elegant look. The collar is smeared with dark green and woven into silver strands, and the double rings of flying true purple are knotted into golden clouds, making the whole body radiant.
But compared with the two aunts who were right next to the eldest master of the Hou Mansion who were courting her, the eldest grandma was still outclassed.
The two young and beautiful aunts accompanied the eldest man when he went out on business...
"Mom~~" When the naughty kid saw the grandma, he rushed over happily, threw himself into the grandma's arms, and started acting coquettishly.
Seeing this scene, the second aunt who was attentive to the eldest master of the Hou Mansion clenched the handkerchief tightly without leaving a trace.
Li Yangong was originally born to his second aunt, but he was picked up by his eldest grandma as soon as he landed. He was raised in her name and was registered in the family tree. This is also a secret matter of the Hou family. It was sealed by the order of the eldest master, and the eldest lady takes it even more seriously. Anyone who spreads rumors will be sold out, but the mouth of the people is better than Fangchuan. The Hou family knows about it. There are still many.
His biological son, but he can only call him his aunt! He calls that woman mother!
Every time the second aunt of the eldest house sees the eldest grandma and the naughty child making love, her heart always boils with blood, and her throat is stuck in her throat. However, the eldest grandma likes to tease the naughty child in front of her, show affection, and even do it in different ways. Show, show new levels and new heights...just like this time.
"A loving mother is a loser! Gong'er, come here and let your father see how you are doing with your homework."
The eldest master of the Hou Mansion said with a straight face, and then called the naughty boy over to check his homework.
"Look at you, why are you yelling? You can't lower your voice." The eldest grandma held the naughty child in her arms and whispered to the eldest man of the Hou Mansion.
"What do you know about a woman? Come here, Gong'er." The eldest master of the Hou Mansion glared.
Then, under the glare of the lord of the Hou Mansion, the naughty kid walked up to the eldest man of the Hou Mansion with his small thick legs.
"How did you do with your homework?" The eldest master of the Hou Mansion asked, looking at the naughty child.
"I've memorized everything." The naughty boy raised his fat face, full of confidence.
Um? It is very rare to see a naughty child be so confident when asking questions about his homework. The eldest son of the Hou family was a little surprised, and then he was greatly relieved. Yan Zhou took part in the exam, and Yan Gong was sensible and knew how to study. Well, okay, good.
However, the eldest son of the Hou Mansion will not show his joy, so as not to breed pride in the naughty child.
"Have you memorized it all? You know the consequences of lying!" Then, the eldest master of the Hou Mansion glared, "Then memorize "The Turtle is Longevity" with me."
Originally, the naughty child was full of confidence, but the naughty child's legs became weak after being stared at by the eldest man of the Hou Mansion, especially the sentence "You know the consequences of lying", which frightened the naughty child so much that his father used to be strict. Scenes of punishment came to mind again.
Then, the naughty kid got confused and forgot the lyrics, "Gui Sui Shou", what was it about...
"Carry it."
At this critical moment, the eldest master of the Hou Mansion shouted again.
This voice frightened the naughty child, and he opened his mouth reflexively:
"Although the divine turtle is thin, it still has some meat. Let's stew the soup first, and then eat the meat..."
The voice was clear, the words were clear, catchy, and full of rhythm. At this moment, the naughty child's voice resounded throughout the room.
Although the turtle lost weight with these few words, the room suddenly became quiet.
a few seconds later
The suppressed roar of the lord of the Hou Mansion made the hair on the naughty boy's forehead fly into the air.
If the eldest lady hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands to catch the naughty child in her arms, the eldest man of the Hou Mansion would have pressed the naughty child on his lap and rubbed it.
"Why are you so angry? The child is still young." The eldest grandma protected the naughty child and comforted the eldest man of the Hou Mansion.
"I'm angry? What do you, a woman, know? Even though the divine turtle is skinny, it stews soup and gnaws meat. If outsiders hear this, the whole capital will not be able to laugh at me, Li Tingzhu, for my incompetence in teaching my children!" The eldest man of the Hou Mansion was so angry that he was spitting out all his orifices. Smoked.
"Why are you yelling? The homework is not just this one. My son will definitely memorize the next one well." The eldest grandma protected the naughty child, found a step for the naughty child and the old man, and then pinched it in the naughty child's hand. He pinched it and signaled the naughty kid to show his attitude.
"Well, the one just now doesn't count, I can do the next one." The naughty boy was not very confident.
"Then you memorize the "Book of Returning to Hometown")" The eldest master of the Hou Mansion was a little less angry, but his face was still very bad.
"The young man left home and the boss came back"
"The local pronunciation has not changed and the hair on the temples has faded."
Under the watchful eye of the lord of the Hou Mansion, the naughty kid memorized it with open mouth. He was quite familiar with it and there were no typos.
"Look, I, Gong'er, can't memorize this very well." The eldest grandma said to smooth things over.
"Why are you interrupting? Let Gong'er take over." The eldest man of the Hou Mansion interrupted the eldest grandma with a glare, then turned to look at the naughty child and said with a cold and fat face.
What a stern face!
This time, the naughty child was frightened again, and the naughty child opened his mouth again out of conditioned reflex:
"The young man left home and the boss came back"
"The local pronunciation has not changed and the hair on the temples has faded."
"Children don't recognize each other"
"Smile and ask Fatty who are you?"
Ask the fat man with a smile who are you? Fatty, who are you? ! Fat man! This immediately struck a chord with the eldest man of the Hou Mansion. The eldest man of the Hou Mansion was very fat, but he was most afraid of others saying he was fat.
That's good, fat man, who are you, you ask with such a smile!
He smiled and asked Fatty who he was. After saying this, the room suddenly became quiet.
a few seconds later
"I'm your fucking father!"
The suppressed roar of the lord of the Hou Mansion, the sound of rubbing hands, and the squealing sounds of a naughty child resounding throughout the room.
"It's all that country bumpkin's fault." The naughty kid screamed after being beaten.
"You're still making excuses!" the eldest master of the Hou Mansion said again, raising his rested hand again.
Friction, friction... (To be continued.)
