In front of the window is a large bookcase with black acid branches, above which a pile of books is placed on the left, and on the right is a porcelain pen holder with a few brushes hanging upside down.

The ancient books to be transcribed this month should have ended. At this point, his family did a very good job, and even the bookcase was cleaned up as soon as it was over.

The same is true on the large tea table in the middle of the room. The red clay stove on the countertop, and the lotus leaf-shaped tea tray with purple sand tea set are all placed in an orderly manner.

Even a Zen chair, two Taishi chairs, and a short-legged Arhat couch of the same color, even the Bogu shelf standing against the wall.

The staggered space of the Bogu frame is full of things similar to the four treasures of the study, and the square vats with blue and white porcelain on the ground between the bookcase and the bookcase are inserted in a row of painting scrolls and bamboo tubes.

Guan Youshou approached and looked at the pieces.

The children can be taught. Just because these are all genuine, his family will be safe in the future, and he will be able to do nothing, and he will be able to eat with this eyesight.

Leaving Bogujia, Guan Youshou walked to the front of the Luohan couch and looked at the small square coffee table in the middle, on which there was still a black and white chess game that had not won half a game.

After a while, he casually picked up a bamboo satin soft pillow embroidered with the meaning of high bamboo on the side of the small coffee table, and was opening a chess game with a reverse buckle at this time.

He said that where did some of the bamboo embroideries embroidered by his family's peace go, and it turned out that she had replaced all the embroideries embroidered with rich flowers.

Don't really say it.

This simple embroidery with a slip of black and red furniture, especially under the large screen of the twelve beauties behind the couch, it does look elegant and solemn, but not dignified and solemn. It can be said that it has reached the realm of "adding one stroke is disorganized, and one less stroke is insignificant".

In fact, in the past three years, his daughter has learned no less than his son. is miscellaneous, but it really made her realize a lot of things.

No wonder the elder is not tall and overworked. Wen Zhiwu, she doesn't want to fall behind, but after all, it's time to choose the focus.

Guan Youshou's gaze fell on the persuasion editor on the wall, and after a moment of silence, he looked around with his hands behind his back, bypassed the screen and entered the room on the right.

The right wing of the room, which has been opened, has the same layout as the left wing of the opposite room, and it is a tic-tac-toe bookcase with three walls that can almost reach the roof.

The difference is that the three walls of this room are all books that have been transcribed, while the three walls of the opposite room are all originals.

Now the books in this room have been turned through by his family's efforts, and he is also busy copying a few ancient books from time to time, and it has become quite large-scale.

Of course, it's impossible to fill this three-sided bookshelf, so it doesn't have to tire out the children? Originally, his purpose was to let her learn while copying some books.

Guan Youshou stood in front of a bookshelf opposite the window, flipped through the ten books newly added by his family's peace, looked at it, and couldn't help but nod.

Let's not talk about anything else, just this hand of calligraphy and small letters, even Mr. He said that he has seen the wind bones. Maybe calligraphy can continue to work harder.

Due to the limited time, Guan Youshou had to go out of the study first, and then went to the five warehouses in the back, and poured out the harvest of his outing in the small bag.

Naturally, the purpose of Guan Youshou is self-evident. It is impossible for him not to take the opportunity to observe what his daughter has done in the past few days when he is not at home.

Very good.

Now his bear girl is no longer stupid to bury her head in farming and hunting. In fact, if no matter how many materials can not realize their true value, what is the difference between more and less?

Coming out of the basement, Guan Youshou stood in one of the warehouses again, looking at the sacks stacked on top of each other, and the cotton that had been piled up high and had gone to the cottonseeds.

The sacks are compacted and compacted, and they are still quite fluffy, which shows that they are all high-grade cotton. There are ten sacks, and they are still fine sacks that originally contained 200 catties of millet.

And no one knows better than him how much a sack weighs. On this trip, he directly took six sacks with him, and that's all, it is still a year's reserve.

Guan Youshou thought about it, stretched out his arm and moved down a bag of cotton nearby. He first unfastened the thin hemp rope that tied the mouth of the sack, grabbed and fell over, and saw that the cotton in the sack was placed in the open ground.

And then?

Guan Youshou took out a handful of cotton seeds, a handful of yellow cotton leaf fragments, and a handful of cotton bolls began to sprinkle the cotton on the ground in turn, kicking twice while sprinkling.

After tossing and looking at the masterpiece on the ground, Guan Youshou was satisfied with all the cotton on the ground and put it into the sack. What is a boutique? He doesn't understand!

"Girl, find an excuse to run to the intersection. After speaking, he suddenly realized what he was wearing, "Wait, let Dad put on thick clothes first, and so are you." ”

In fact, many people don't know the four seasons of the year, and Guan Youshou's least favorite thing is the cold winter wax moon day. There have been countless times when he has looked at the sky full of snowflakes.

That kind of bone-chilling coldness made him feel the loneliness that could not be concealed. Fortunately, he later met Ye Xiuhe, who was full of warmth.

The old lady always thought that he was greedy for beauty, but what was beauty? Once upon a time, you didn't end up with the folds on your face.

"Daddy, why is it so late? It's frozen, come into the house and warm up. You said you're back, why don't you rest and run out?"

Guan Youshou enjoyed his daughter-in-law's concern very much, and squeezed his eyes at her with a smile, "Don't blame me for throwing my son away? ”

Ye Xiuhe slapped him in disgust, "Don't go into the house yet!" "The feelings are in your heart, your daughter-in-law and I are so unreasonable." "There were guests at home. ”

Guan Youshou nodded knowingly.

Before he entered the house, he listened to what his daughter said, and even the previous message next to the pillow, the child understood what excuses he had made.

Ye Xiaofeng and Ye Xiuying were at his house.

Tian Shengli's guy stared at him really closely, but he was still thrown away. He hasn't returned yet, and that guy must still be in the provincial capital. No, Ye Xiuying is in a hurry.

Sin~

"You go in first, I'll ask Kuroko to send a message to Dazhong. ”

The two of them said, but they almost broke Guan Ping'an, "Daddy, the warehouse." "Don't say it yet, as soon as my mother goes in, Uncle Ma will be dressed as soon as he comes.

Guan Youshou shook his head at his daughter. There's no need, when he comes back, except for Ye Xiaofeng, who is waiting for Ma Zhenzhong to come over and leave, the other old ladies will say goodbye and leave.

Moreover, your mother and my daughter-in-law are no longer what they used to be, cooperate with him, don't have too much tacit understanding. But thinking about it, he still smiled.

Laughed and said too. Guan Youshou bent down and attached himself to his daughter-in-law's ear, "I brought you some things in the warehouse." Well, a little bit. ”