Day 2

Liang Yan returned to the nest, the bell rang six times, footsteps sounded outside the house, and Shuheng, who teased the cat with a velvet group, was overjoyed. As soon as the person entered the house, she rolled into her arms like a ball of meat: "Daddy hug, daddy hug!" Heng'er wants to kill her father. ”

The first time Shu Heng opened his eyes and saw his father in this world, he had a strong sense of amazement. The grandfather of Yuan Mansion is like a snow green pine, a crane crossing the cold pool, and his gestures are full of Qinghua's atmosphere, and his demeanor and speech have indescribable elegance. The bones are clear, and the literature is precious. When I look at people, my eyes are gentle like a spring water that has just bloomed.

The only drawback is that the body is not very strong. Of course, that was before, and it's much better now. Shuheng once said that Mrs. Yuan went to Guangji Temple to donate lamp oil to Changming Lamp, which is not a lie. She was hugged by a pair of slightly cool hands, and immediately reached out to hug her grandfather's neck, and affectionately put her face on his cheek. The jade-like face is also slightly cool, and it is very comfortable to stick.

Mrs. Yuan got up with a smile, poured the tea, and said angrily: "I just jumped on it when I came back, and I don't know how tired my father is." Ding Guogong smiled: "It's okay." The bones and dizziness that soaked in the soup yesterday are much better today. "Today's emperor is also a strange person, and other sons of heaven take beauty with them in the bath" The hot spring water is slippery and creamy. "It's good for him to take his subordinates with him. What a good reason: I have important matters to discuss with the Dingguo Gong - a group of warblers, warblers, Yanyan, and all kinds of women who are looking forward to the grace of heaven have been blocked back.

Yuan Muyun acted as a shield again.

Emperor: This Tianzi is bitter in his heart, I can't afford to provoke any of those women in the harem. simply, don't provoke any of them.

Grandpa reached out and pinched Shuheng's cheeks: "Have you been naughty in the past two days?" Shuheng shook his head like a rattle, "No! No! As he spoke, he looked at Mrs. Yuan with a weak heart. Mrs. Yuan rarely gave her face, but she didn't expose it, and only asked the maid to fetch the beautiful and green bamboo shirt of the White Palace.

She hugged Shu Heng, who was firmly in her father's arms, and personally put on clothes for Guogong: "Although the rain has stopped, the weather is only afraid that it will warm up tomorrow, why are you in a hurry to take off your coat?" ”

"There's Mrs. Law." Dingguo Gong was a little embarrassed: "It's a little hot in the palace at noon, and I forgot to add my clothes when I reduced them, and I'm afraid that the shirt is still in the warm room of the Chengqian Palace." Shu Heng watched the husband and wife show their affection on the side, and his heart was a little sour. Mrs. Yuan knew that her husband had seven tricks but was thin, so she was very loving and spoiled, and acted delicately and thoughtfully, for fear that she would not take care of her properly. And the grandfather also loves this lady very much, not to mention taking a concubine to accept the house, he has been married for so long, and he has not even said a word to his wife.

This kind of respectful and glue-like drama has been watched by Shuheng for so many years.

Yuan Guogong respected his position in the court, and tried his best to be a good husband and father at home. For example, I accompany my wife and daughter to eat every day and take the school daughter's homework. Now he is smiling and listening to his daughter recite "Kindergarten Qionglin". "The sun and the moon are five stars, which are called the seven politics; Heaven and earth and man are called the three talents. The sun is the sect of the sun, and the moon is the image of the yin. Shuheng shook his head, his voice was milky, relying on his natural intelligence and good exam luck as always, it was still easy to pass the endorsement assessment. It's a pity that the examiner is a big beauty, and now the big beauty is smiling at herself with tenderness like water, Shuheng is carrying it on her back, and it is inevitable that she will be uneasy, and the sentence will turn on the tip of her tongue: "The green girl is the god of frost, and my family has a great beauty." ”

As soon as the words came out, the people in the room were stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed. Hey, what is the curse of water, this is called the curse of water! Beauty is a thing that harms people. Shuheng was embarrassed to burrow his face into his grandfather's sleeve, and the people in the room laughed even more happily. Mrs. Yuan stretched out her hand and slapped her little buttocks: "Your father doesn't eat this!" Don't think that just saying two nice words will fool you around. It turned out that Mrs. thought she couldn't carry it and deliberately betrayed her. The grandfather was very good-natured and pulled her out like a turnip, pinched her waist and put it on his lap, and pointed her nose with his slender fingers: "It's already very good to carry this kind of Cheng dù." I was enlightened when I was five years old, and everyone praised me for being smart, and I think we are even stronger. Shuheng nodded vigorously.

Mrs. Yuan looked at her stinky fart, and poked her smug with a finger: "Relying on cleverness, you have to embroider and grind!" Shuheng suddenly had a bitter face, she was not afraid of writing by heart, and even playing the piano and learning to paint, but threading the needle? She didn't seem to have been born with the skill tree lit up. "No hurry, no hurry." Grandpa smiled and held her little fat hand: "It's not too late in two years." Mrs. Yuan smiled and shook her head: "You are too indulgent of her." The grandfather unfolded her round fingers like silkworm babies one by one to show Mrs. Yuan: "You see, this finger has to pinch the embroidery needle, but I'm afraid it is more difficult than holding mung beans on the table legs." Everyone laughed again, and Shuheng silently blackened: Daddy, you are really bad.

The daily livelihood of the Yuan Mansion attaches great importance to the way of self-cultivation. Eat exquisitely, and don't give more food, a total of no more than six products. A porridge with green stems and barley and jujubes, with honey wolfberries in it, a basket of shredded chicken and cuiding fine-pleated buns, and sesame bean paste dipping sauce next to it. A bowl of ham and sour bamboo shoot soup, a crystal cabbage, a bowl of wine-stuffed quail eggs, a bird's nest red and white duck, and nothing else. A round table with red sandalwood auspicious clouds and dancing cranes curled corners was covered with scarlet dark gold threads and a Shuangrui peony table, only Mrs. Yuan and Grandpa Guo sat opposite each other, and four waiters stood behind them.

The book balance was placed on an embroidered stool in the corner of the table, and in front of her was a small table of the same color, on which were neatly placed small dishes and spoons, and a white and flawless arms hung around her neck. Mrs. Yuan said that when she didn't have a single grain of oil on her arms, she would be allowed to serve it. She looked at her little arms and legs and was very helpless, obviously she wanted to accompany her parents to participate in a happy family dining activity, but her feet were too short to sit on a chair, and her hands were too short to catch the food. So I had to nest alone in the corner of the table, feeling like a fluffy little animal.

When the Dingguo Duke used a bowl of porridge, he saw his daughter staring at her dark eyes, holding her head high, looking at the table with her eyes struggling, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's a child, and I always think that other people's food is delicious." Shuheng nodded desperately: What do you mean, it's obviously the truth. All I have on my small table is a bowl of porridge, a small portion of stewed thin ham elbow, a cream and pine pastry, and this? Uh, a quail leg? I'm going to eat meat too! I'm also going to eat meat buns with thin skin and big stuffing!

As if sensing his daughter's resentment, Ding Guogong personally picked up a long-handled silver scoop with a fine pattern of five blessings and longevity, and filled two quail eggs for Shuheng. Mrs. Yuan stopped: "Don't give her too much food, she was greedy for diarrhea last time." "Shu Heng feels that he has lost his face for two lifetimes, isn't it just secretly gnawing more slices of watermelon to have diarrhea, besides, it was all last summer, you are so obsessed with it?" It's okay, it's not cold and sour, after eating, let honey lead her to play and eliminate food, don't be in a hurry to sleep. Ding Guogong still sent the egg into Shuheng, and Shuheng opened his mouth happily.

After eating, she obediently held the cup and rinsed her mouth again. Chubby hands with hairy heads, low eyebrows and pouting cheeks, like a little hamster, Ding Guogong couldn't help laughing, and when the next person removed the scraps, he picked up Shuheng and teased her.

"Fourth uncle's birthday, my gift list has been prepared, let my grandfather see it first." Mrs. Yuan looked at it with a smile, and after a while, the big girl in green clothes brought over a piece of notepaper.

"Isn't it early?" The grandfather was a little surprised, put the book balance on his lap with one hand, and took it with the other: "Besides, what does it matter?" Madame has always been skillful, so why bother asking me. Having said that, he still did not show respect for his wife. Shuheng nestled in his father's arms, and saw that this paper was not the red-headed dark flower rosin paper to be used for official gifts, it turned out that it was just a draft to be revised.

The paper reads: "Two pieces of palace satin, two pieces of palace brocade, and two pieces of palace silk." The pine crane prolongs the three-legged round tripod, a golden birthday star, an agarwood turn, a jade bone immortal pine folding fan, and a full set of jade toad Chengjin dew pen inkstone. ”

When the grandfather saw this, he frowned two delicate eyebrows: "The fourth uncle is not a scholar of poetry and books, and he doesn't understand the interest of the study. ”

Mrs. Yuan said with a smile: "We understand if we don't cast secretly, but some people just don't understand." When the grandfather heard what she said, he took his daughter's little chubby paw off his cheek and motioned for her to continue.

Mrs. Yuan slapped the table and smiled: "This is not a fool! For the sake of people who sent their own pearls, they should also send this pearl, regardless of whether it is secretly cast or not. ”

These words are full of disdain and disgust. The grandfather was stunned for a moment, pondered for a while before he realized, and then laughed. "What's the big deal, Madame can't just decide." Mrs. Yuan smiled silently. Yuan Guogong's eyes looked a little playful: "Madame brought her back so happily, what should I mean, but I have no follow-up tricks so far, and now I am waiting for me here." Mrs. Yuan's cheeks flushed, and it was really hard to say anything.

The Dingguo Mansion is vigorous, and there are not a few people who pay attention to the backyard, and the gifts of peers, the gifts of elders, and the filial piety of subordinates have not been left behind. Fortunately, the grandfather is clean and self-conscious, loves his wife as himself, and the housewife is shrewd and capable, and the backyard is like an iron bucket, so there is nothing to do so far. Only this Sister Lan, because of some origins, has been delayed until now.

"I also said what it is. Last time, Yuan Shuxi made a move with Song Duwei's son because of a play, but he was killed by Yu Shi. There were no useful people in the fourth room, so I was asked to come forward to protect them. I'm sick of this kind of thing—" Shuheng saw a thin layer of anger on his father's face, so he sat upright and stopped making trouble and listened carefully.

At the beginning, the old man and the old lady died one after another within a year, and the Yuan clan took the opportunity to stir up the fire. Only these four uncles, even though they look incompetent on weekdays and are a little willful, they have never had more trouble, and under the pressure of the second and third rooms, they said two fair words, so when the fourth uncle begged to come to the door with a shy old face for his grandson, the grandfather did not refuse. But what he did later was too confused, could it be that everyone in this world likes to stuff the house with flowers and willows like him?

"The fourth uncle looks at it on weekdays, and he always feels that he is too unruly, but he is not indebted in righteousness. It's just that at such an age, sometimes it's ridiculous to do things. The grandfather opened his mouth, but did not make a clear statement. Shuheng couldn't wait, she twisted her body, looked at her mother, and then at her father, and responded loudly: "That's it, it's ridiculous!" ”

"Little naughty." The grandfather pinched her nose dotingly: "What's in your way?" "Of course it's in my way." Shuheng was straightforward, his little hands were on his waist, and he was full of indignation, and his grandfather was even more confused. Mrs. Yuan looked at her daughter like this, and also laughed, and explained the startling fish yesterday clearly. Grandpa wanted to laugh when he heard this, but he shook his head and seriously straightened Shuheng: "Don't do this kind of thing in the future, it's unseemly." "Okay, grandpa and wife, but this is a model couple in your circle, and the husband and wife have the same heart and mind, and they all say the same thing.

Shuheng complained silently, and heard his father's elegant but cool voice: "But since the fourth uncle is so uninhibited, he must not care about such trivial matters." Send it to Zhuangzi. ”

Mrs. Yuan pursed her lips and smiled, "How can there be such a reason, it was given by the fourth uncle, it looks too disrespectful." ”

"Then make up the gift to the four rooms, what's the big deal. Madame just let it go. The grandfather obviously didn't plan to do this kind of thing, so he pulled Shuheng to show her the furnishings on the Baibao grid: "This is called Yao, not a bottle, remember?" ”

Shuheng smiled sweetly, and his voice was glutinous, "Remember." Bronze goblet. Thin waist, high hoop feet, flared mouth, stealing curved lines, openwork interlayer. This is now a ritual vessel, and it cannot be used for drinking. ”

Grandpa rubbed her face lovingly: "What about this?" ”

"Spring bottles. White glazed black flower duck playing reed bud drawing. Taken from the sentence "Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet" and "Artemisia is full of reed buds". The product of Xingyao, the thin-walled porcelain net-"

Mrs. Yuan watched from the side, with a soft smile on her face, watched for a while, and then turned back to the account book. The water leak was interrupted, and after three o'clock, he sent Shuheng to sleep, and the couple said that they would be considerate and go to settle without mentioning it.