When Song Yuhe walked out of Song Hui's study, he saw Yude's nurse standing under the porch waiting, he paused for a moment, then walked away again, took two steps and suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and found that the nurse's eyes were also following him.

Song Yuhe turned around, and the nurse also stepped forward and waited.

After all, it's his own brother.

Song Yuhe asked, "The third young master has been studying hard these days?" ”

The nurse replied respectfully, "The third young master stuffs himself in the room all day long, either reading or practicing calligraphy, and he works hard!" After that, he glanced at Song Yuhe's face, "The old slave is afraid that the third young master will work too hard and hurt his body......"

"It's a good thing for the third young master to work hard." Song Yuhe has never been close to his third brother, after all, he is not from a mother, and there is always a layer of separation in the relationship, plus Aunt Lin has always been disliked by the Wang family, although the Wang family will not deliberately embarrass Aunt Lin and Aunt Lin's children, but he does not want to be too close to the third brother and second sister, Song Yuhe is a filial son, so naturally he will not disobey the Wang family. But despite this, Song Yuhe has a good impression of his third brother, this kid is the same as him, he is not good at words, and even better than him, and similarly, this kid is also harder and harder than him, and he didn't work as hard as this kid when he was so old......

Song Yuhe said in his heart: "These three brothers, he is good at elegance, but he is not good at communicating with others, and it is difficult to mediate officialdom; The second brother Yuhong has a lively personality, is good at sophistry, has a wide range of friends, and has friends all over the world, but he inevitably loses his stability; Only the third brother is obsessed with the way of Confucius and Mencius, if he is tempted, if he takes the career in the future, maybe he can still glorify the lintel for the Song family......

I'm afraid that his third brother followed the Lin woman's small belly chicken intestines, which ruined such a good seedling. ”

"Autumn is high and dry, you have to carefully follow the diet of the third young master, and stew more supplements that nourish yin and clear heat, clear the heart and calm the nerves." Song Yuhe explained to the nurse, "Also, the master's collection of books is too obscure for the third young master, if the third young master wants to read, you can go to my study to have a look, and say hello to the eldest young grandmother in advance." ”

Everyone knows that Song Yu loves books as much as his life, and idle people are not allowed to enter his study, even the second young master Yuhong can't, and now he took the initiative to give Yude this privilege, who said that it wasn't to win over friends? The nurse flicked her hands, and she was a little excited and didn't know what to say, "The third young master of the old slave generation has thanked the eldest young master first!" ”

Song Yuhe waved his hand, turned around and left, returned to his courtyard, and before he entered the door, he heard the laughter of Jing Xiang and Yuzhu inside.

With the breeze and the bright moon, accompanied by Lang Lang's laughter, Song Yuhe stood under the porch, listened quietly, and did not enter the door for a while.

"Sister-in-law, I wrote another word, can I eat osmanthus cake?" Yuzhu begged Jing Xiang in a milky voice, "Sister-in-law, I've been writing for a long time, can you rest for a while?" ”

Jing Xiang touched Yuzhu's head, bent down to look, half a pillar of incense passed, and Yuzhu had indeed completed the task she had assigned.

But...... Jing Xiang raised his eyebrows and corrected Song Yuzhu, "The word 'jade' in 'Yuzhu' has a 'point', and what you wrote is the word 'Wang'!" ”

Song Yuzhu tilted her head, "I can't write, sister-in-law, you teach me!" ”

Jing Xiang was just about to pick up the pen, and Song Yuzhu said, "Just change the words I wrote!" ”

Jing Xiang patiently clicked a "dot" on the word "king": "This is the word 'jade', Yuzhu must remember, his name can't be written wrong." ”

Song Yuzhu clapped her hands and said, "Sister-in-law is awesome, the writing is so good!" ”

Jing Xiang smiled, her sister-in-law was too good at talking, and reached out and pinched her fleshy face.

Song Yuzhu rubbed her face, "Can you eat osmanthus cake now?" ”

It turned out that I was thinking about osmanthus cake, so I was so well-behaved! Jing Xiang couldn't cry or laugh, and took down a plate of dim sum from the top of Duobao Pavilion, this is the osmanthus cake she made for Xiao Yuzhu herself, her sister-in-law is the most greedy and playful, if you want her to learn something seriously, you must take some delicious temptation.

Song Yuzhu pinched a piece of osmanthus cake with satisfaction, stretched out her tongue and licked it.

It tastes a little different from the osmanthus cake of the British government, but it is also delicious.

She stuffed it into her mouth, and habitually licked her fingers, Jing Xiang patted her hand away, and taught her, "Yuzhu, how many times has my mother told you, don't lick your fingers after eating, it's very unsightly." ”

"Okay." Song Yuzhu agreed, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake after a while, repeated the above process, and finally licked her fingers uncontrollably.

Jing Xiang also knew that he couldn't control Song Yuzhu, this little habit really couldn't be changed in a while.

She smiled heartily and watched Yuzhu eat the pastries she made with her own hands with satisfaction, but she thought to herself: How good it would be if one day, Yuhe could eat the pastries she made so happily.

"Eh, the eldest young master is back, why don't you go in?"

Mother Li's voice came from outside the door, and after a while, he saw Song Yuhe come in a little embarrassed, he glanced at Jing Xiang unnaturally, nodded slightly, and squatted down and picked up Song Yuzhu.

Jing Xiang knew that Song Yuhe really loved this little sister, he was a good brother, and he would definitely be a good father in the future.

It's a pity......

Jing Xiang lowered his eyes, a little lonely for a while, and then raised his eyes, just in time to collide with Song Yuhe's sight.

She restrained the sourness in her eyes, and still smiled at him most often, "How is the matter that my mother explained?" ”

Song Yuhe patted Song Yuzhu on the back and said, "Qi Yu has a strange temperament, and he doesn't paint for others, I heard that even when the prince asked him for painting, he refused because he was unwell, and the three brothers in our family have never even seen Qi Yu's face, so why are they embarrassed to open this mouth." ”

Jing Xiang thought for a while and said, "If I walk around with my daughter, can I ......?"

"It's not proper, the eldest princess of Pingning loves her son, I heard Qi Xuan say that Qi Yuxi paints in the middle of the night, and the eldest princess of Pingning naturally doesn't want him to burn oil for this and hurt his body, how can he take this favor? Besides, Qi Yu is not a personality that can be swayed. ”

This is difficult to do, there is no friendship, there is no favor, it seems that it is hopeless to expect Qi Yu to paint a picture to pay tribute to his grandfather's birthday.

"Is Qi Yu's painting really that good? He's only fifteen years old......"

The most important thing in the Great Xia Dynasty is famous painters, Jing Xiang doesn't believe that a child who is only fifteen years old and has no experience can have high attainments, even if he is talented, compared with those elderly painters, he must still be inferior, right? can be touted to this point, it is inevitably suspected of selling fame and reputation.

Song Yuhe smiled slightly and shook his head, but he didn't plan to explain more.

After all, even if she told Jing Xiang about many things, she couldn't understand them.

Song Yuzhu put her arms around Song Yuhe's neck and listened with interest to them talking about outsiders, but just listening to it, her eyelids began to fight......

Song Yuhe and Jing Xiang looked at each other and smiled, Song Yuhe shook his head helplessly, Mother Li reached out and took Song Yuzhu over, and said apologetically, "The third lady is going to sleep at this time, and the habit of playing is ......."

Jing Xiang looked at the sky outside, "It's really not early." As he spoke, he sent someone to get a blanket and rolled Song Yuzhu up tightly, Mother Li was impressed by Jing Xiang's carefulness and smiled at Jing Xiang gratefully.

Song Yuhe watched from the side, his wife, every move was very appropriate, and she won the favor of the whole family.

But the more this happened, the more strange he felt in his heart.

Song Yuzhu opened her eyes again, and woke up in the nest of the British Mansion again.

She slipped back into the elegant and delicate yard of yesterday, still hungry.

Qi Yu's room was still lit, but this time, there was no slender figure in the window.

"Meow-" Song Yuzhu stretched out her little paw and scratched the door.

Okay, I'm still here today, why are you closing?

Her little paws scratched at the wood with a screeching sound.

Open the door, I'm hungry, I want a snack.

After scratching for a while, the door finally opened, and Song Yuzhu got her wish, staring at her round eyes and waiting for Dongli to carry her into the house.

Dong Li frowned, glanced at the door, and made a "shhh" gesture to Song Yuzhu!

Is that what she meant by telling her not to make noise?

Well, if you don't let you scream, you won't scream, just have something to eat.

Song Yuzhu tilted her head and wagged her tail.

Dong Liang sighed, squatted down and picked up Song Yuzhu, but this time, he didn't carry Song Yuzhu into the house, but carried her back to Jin Toad.