At night, there is a breeze.

After washing, Jiang Yourou wore a soft nightdress and lay on her small table to write a diary.

The diary was taught by the third elder brother.

In the past few days, she has been getting better and better with the pen here, and although her writing is still immature, it will not be crooked.

She straightened up, a fist away from the table, and looked well-behaved and serious.

The light fell gently, jumping on her hair and skirt.

In the blink of an eye, she had been in this world for a week.

Although there was a sudden change in the previous home, the crossing also came inexplicably.

But there is not much time for Jiang You's sorrow, she has a lot to learn from this world.

In addition to the TV, she is most interested in the books.

Brother Bingcube Face, they all love to read, although Jiang Youyan can't read it, he also knows that the text on it is not the same kind, and he can't help but be in awe.

It's amazing!

"The people of great virtue and great talent have passed away, but their talents and learning have been passed on. "Daddy is the best ancient book, and it is common to have a fragment of a scroll and forget to eat and eat day and night.

My brother can also read untranslated Buddhist books.

Jiang Youyan doesn't like this, she only often pesters her brother to explain to her, the Buddha statue lingers, she can smell the slightly bitter medicinal fragrance on her brother's body, accompanied by her brother's gentle voice, she only feels that the years are safe.

Talented people are always respected.

The talents of the four elder brothers are not limited to these, and the more he gets along with the four elder brothers, the deeper Jiang Youyan's admiration for them becomes.

The eldest brother is the most majestic, the head of the family, and the three elder brothers all listen to him, and they are also the most profitable people in the family;

In the An Dynasty, the businessman was not the last stream, and the one who organized donations and took the initiative to hand over most of the family's wealth to give grain and porridge was the wealthy businessman Shen Xianqiu. Both his father and brother praised him for his kindness.

And here, the status of businessmen is higher, Jiang Youyan shook her head, she remembered wrong, the four brothers said that everyone is equal here, and they don't want to be "everything is inferior, only reading is high." ”

It should be "the champion of the line".

The second brother is a designer, according to the fourth brother, this profession is very popular, and Jiang Youyan nodded as if he didn't understand, knowing that he was a very powerful tailor. Just like Anguo, there is an embroidery girl, and a piece of clothing is hard to find.

The second brother also has a lot of books, and the words are equally diverse, but they are all with paintings.

The people in his collection were always dressed in strange clothes, with headdresses and hats of various shapes, and even their bodies were unusually tall and slender.

No, Jiang Yourou was stunned by the big hat that was held up to the ground.

"Isn't it tiring to walk?" she muttered.

"It's fashionable. Zhao Hushan said this, but her face was unimpressed.

Jiang Youyan knows the word fashion, which is the same as torn clothes.

"Is the second brother also going to design this kind of clothes?"

"No," Zhao Hushan rubbed Jiang Youyan's head, "What the second brother wants to design is beautiful clothes rather than fashion." ”

"Beautiful?" Jiang Youyan asked, tilting his little head.

"Well, it makes people look beautiful, it makes people happy, and it can also make people love their clothes more because they are beautiful. Zhao Hushan pressed her chin against her chin, her narrow fox eyes were slightly curved, and she smiled nobly and elegantly.

Jiang Yourou likes such clothes.

"Is Sister Rouge willing to be my model?" Zhao Hushan smiled at her, reached out and poked her small dimple, then straightened up, bent over, leaned forward, and stretched out her hand to make a sincere invitation.

He praised, "Sister Rouge is so good-looking, she is the most beautiful little princess, and she is also my most beautiful model." ”

Jiang Youyan blushed for a moment, then stepped up, lifted the skirt, put his little hand in his palm, raised his small chin slightly, and smiled reservedly and proudly.

"Okay. ”

This is the ladylike etiquette that the third brother taught her.

"My pleasure. ”

The fourth brother has the best physical fitness, playing ball and dancing everything related to sports, he plays very well. When she first heard about dancing, Jiang Youyan also made a joke, she thought it was the kind of soft dance, and imagined that the most burly and sturdy fourth brother twisted his waist and danced his sleeves;

And it wasn't until she saw the dance of the fourth brother that Jiang Yourou covered her mouth and was amazed. It was a powerful dance, like a fire, and it was full of enthusiasm.

And when the fourth brother looked over and winked at her with a smile, Jiang Youyan felt that the sweat on his face was incredible.

That was the first time that Jiang Youyan felt that the fourth brother was also an extremely handsome person.

As for the third elder brother.

Jiang Youyan feels that he is a person like a fan, he knows a lot of things, but he wants you to discover little by little.

He doesn't deliberately show off his talents, just those warm sun-like eyes can make people feel at ease. "Gentleman" should be talking about people like the second brother.

Jiang Youyan recalled the sound of the piano she heard yesterday, and silently wrote it down in the notebook under her hand: The third brother is good at vocal music;

She always felt that she wouldn't stay here for a long time, although this place was all good, better than An Chao, but An Chao had someone she missed.

Her father, her brother.

When she returned, she would be able to show the diary to her father and brother, and tell them that she had gone to a very magical world, and that she had met very good people here, and that they treated her like family, and treated her very well, and that her father and brother were jealous of it.

She could hold their knees and be spoiled, and although her brothers treated her well, her favorites, no, her favorite were her father and brother.

When she wrote the word love, Jiang Youyan couldn't help but blush.

She rubbed her face with the back of her hand, and whispered in her heart, "Ah, it's so hot."

She pouted again, her eyes shining brighter and more beautiful.

But the third brother said that there is nothing to be ashamed of in love, and he should say it and tell them his true heart.

Love is something that makes people feel warm.

Jiang Youyan thought, yes, there's nothing to be shy about.

After this parting, she felt that there was no love that could express her gratitude and longing for her father and brother.

It's a very warm, beautiful word.

By the way, there's also the word good night.

"Come late to think of Jun, only hope for Jun'an. ”

Jiang Youyan rubbed his cheek with a pen and wrote a closing remark at the end of the diary.

"Daddy, good night. ”

"Good night, brother. ”

Knock knock -

Jiang Youyan immediately put down the pen and ran to open the door.

Standing outside the door were the four brothers she had just written.

Standing at the front was Xi Qi wearing a two-piece regular pajama with a dull color.

He handed over the milk, and when he saw the little girl pouting and taking it, the smile on the corner of his lips was very shallow, and then he said, "Good night." ”

Next was Zhao Hushan, who was wearing a blue nightgown, with crooked fox eyes, "Sister Yan is always so cute, good night." ”

Then there is the third brother, Lu Yu's home clothes are gray, the same two-piece, he raised his hand and smoothed the little girl's hair, nodded with satisfaction, "The hair is dry." Rouge, good night. ”

Finally, there was Pei Jinhu, whose pajamas were the sports T-shirt and shorts he felt most comfortable, and he squatted down in his slippers.

He always squatted down when talking to Jiang Youyan, for fear that he would be too tall and make his sister look up and tired, and he was always careful when rubbing his sister's hair, for fear that his hands would be too strong and tear off his soft hair.

"Sister, good night and good dreams!"

Smile so much that you can't see your eyes.

"Well, good night brothers!" Jiang Yourou smiled sweetly, and her shallow dimples were filled with honey.

The pink door closed again.

The lights went out.

After a while, Rouge fell asleep. In the dream, it is very sweet.