Since that night, after being picked on for a little fault and trained for two hours, when Hongxuan went out to meet his uncles and uncles, he would be touched on his little head and joked.

For example, when I met an uncle, "Little fourth son, I heard that you were settled by your Ama last night!"

Hongxuan didn't speak, only nodded.

"Why don't you speak?"

Hongxuan: "I'm not happy, I don't want to say it." ”

"Isn't it a trivial thing to be punished? and it's gone. ”

"It's not this, Ama also took away the letter that Eniang gave me, and immediately there were paintings painted by Eniang, especially my lovely brother!" As soon as he thought of this, Hongxuan became even more bitter, "With these paintings to look at, I can not think of my brother so much!" Of course, he was embarrassed to say that he actually missed Eniang too.

The eldest brother who didn't know how to comfort people touched Hongxuan's half-bare head again.

It's a pity that Hongxuan was not comforted at all, but because of the eldest brother's mention, he was unhappy again, "However, it's all gone, all of it was taken away by Amma, and I didn't leave a single one." ”

……

When he met his cousins, his scars were once again revealed, and he was comforted by their slight schadenfreude.

It's just like this three or four times, I went to the eldest brother Honghui and was sympathized with by the eldest brother.

Forget it, when he accused Ama of taking all the letters sent by Eniang, he did not follow the accusation, but persuaded himself, "You also have to be considerate of Amma, Ama may also want to know more about the current situation of the fifth brother, even the fifth brother in the painting." ”

Hongxuan looked at Honghui sadly.

Be considerate, then why don't Ama be considerate and considerate of me, you can leave those who have nothing to do with the fifth brother, such as Eniang's!

But Hongxuan was embarrassed to say, after all, he was so old and sensible, and he didn't want to be known about his mother's "child" performance.

In the end, Hongxuan, who had no one to talk to, was depressed, but he still picked up the pen, and he decided to write to E-Niang and complain to E-Niang about Amma.

In the peach courtyard of Sibeile Mansion, the sweaty Xiao Hezi held a thick letter in his hand and hurried towards the main house.

"Master, the fourth elder brother has sent a letter!" Xiao Hezi handed the letter he took from Gao Wuyong to Jia Ming.

Jia Ming took the thick letter and said, "Look at your heat, there is an ice bowl here, you can also use a bowl." ”

"The slave thanks the master for his grace. As soon as Xiao Hezi's words fell, the green willow next to him had already multiplied the ice bowl and handed it over.

Xiao Hezi took the ice bowl with a smile, and whispered thanks, and then used it.

Jia Ming no longer pays attention to the surroundings, and focuses on opening and reading letters.

Looking at it, Jia Ming was overjoyed, and her body couldn't help laughing crookedly.

"What did the fourth elder brother say, making you so happy, master?" Red Peach was itchy and very curious, and Xiao Hezi, who was holding an ice bowl with green willows and an ice bowl, also cast puzzled eyes on Jia Ming.

collapsed on Hongjing, and also looked at Jiaming with black and white eyes, as if he was also curious about why his mother was smiling so hard.

Jia Ming didn't want to hide it, but she couldn't hold back her smile for a while, she couldn't say it, and after laughing for a while and being able to control it, she smiled and told Hongxuan's experience.

For a while, there was a lot of laughter in the room.

Of course, the fourth master's words threatening Hongxuan, Jia Ming didn't say it, after all, this sentence affects the image of the master a little, but it can't be revealed from himself, otherwise the cautious fourth master will definitely remember his own small book in his heart.

Thinking of this, Jia Ming reflexively touched her waist, her back hurt and she didn't want it!

Although Hongjing didn't understand it very well, he saw that the people around him were laughing happily, so he also clapped his hands and laughed with Quack.

Looking at such a lovely Hongjing, Jia Ming couldn't help but itch her hands, poked the little guy's tender smiling face, and muttered in a low voice: "Does the little guy understand, the big guy laughs, you laugh too, hehe!"

After two or three days, Jia Ming replied, and after a while, Hongxuan finally looked forward to Jia Ming's letter.

After he took the letter back to his makeshift study, he eagerly opened it and read it.

looked at a large paragraph in the letter to help himself accuse Amma, and then comforted himself: "Since the letter has been taken away by your Amma, it is already a fact, then you should think about opening it up, so that you will feel better...... Many words to explain themselves, and also drew some embarrassment of the younger brother to tease themselves.

Hongxuan couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, Eniang is good to herself!"

However, the slap in the face came so suddenly.

“…… However, Xuan'er, E-Niang has a request that I hope you can satisfy, that is, I hope you must write back such an interesting thing again, if only you could draw it into a painting, so that your brother Hongjing is estimated to be more able to understand, and it will not be like this time, just clap and laugh with the big guy's music. ”

Hong Xuan suddenly felt that his face hurt.

He lost interest for a while, and he didn't want to read the letter, so he pressed the letter in his hand the table, and then picked up a piece of Poria cake and threw it into his mouth, chewing it heavily.

Chewing and chewing, Hongxuan's little brow furrowed.

Xiao Lizi, who was waiting on the side, immediately became nervous, "Brother, what's wrong, is there something wrong with this Poria cake?" asked while his mind quickly turned to find out where the problem might be.

The pastries came out of the kitchen and came here, and they were brought back by someone who was trustworthy around them, and they were two people who went to get them together, and no one else handled them in the middle, so the only possibility could only be the kitchen......

"It's not that there's a problem, but I think this Poria cake is a bit unauthentic, it seems to have changed its taste, and it's not so delicious. Hongxuan, who had Poria cake in his mouth, spoke in a somewhat muffled voice.

After hearing that there was no problem, Xiao Lizi's heart suddenly let go, and he was much more relaxed.

However, Xiao Lizi was puzzled, "Brother, this Poria cake was brought here just after it was made, and it is fresh, even if the weather is hot, it can't change its flavor so early!"

Is this so? Could it be that there is something wrong with the master's sense of taste?

Thinking about it, Hongxuan hastily swallowed the food in his mouth, and then said to Xiao Lizi: "You try it." ”

Xiao Lizi picked up a small piece, tasted a small bite first, then glanced at Hongxuan, then tasted a big bite, closed his eyes and tasted it carefully.

"How's it going?" asked Hongxuan.

Xiao Lizi: "Brother, the slave didn't feel the taste, it's normal!"

Normal?! Hongxuan will be skeptical.

But why did you feel bad when you ate it by yourself just now?

After thinking about it, Hongxuan picked up a piece, took a small bite, and tasted it.

That's right, it really didn't change, so what happened to me just now?

Hongxuan, who was puzzled, continued to eat a large piece of it, and found that this Poria cake was still quite delicious.

As he ate, he forgot about Fang Cai's unhappiness, picked up the letter again, and read it again.

At this glance, I glanced at what his mother said to let him continue to write his interesting stories back, and even paint, and show it to his younger brother, isn't this a shame to my younger brother?

Suddenly, the Poria cake in his mouth immediately became less delicious.

Hongxuan muttered vaguely: "Hmph, write it to Eniang, you see that I still have to think about it, and I also draw it for my younger brother, if my brother remembers things early like himself and remembers his embarrassment, it's not good, so I don't paint!"