Yuan Shanjia put down the book, felt a little hot outside, and secretly wondered: Should I take a lunch break.

"Hmm. Qing'er, Ran Zhu, it's noon, the weather is so hot, I feel a little tired, wait for me to rest, remember to wake me up in the afternoon to accompany my grandmother. ”

Ran Zhu's face was a little dark.

How long has she been away from Miss before she has become so lazy?

Especially when she heard the sound of the piano in the opposite yard, she felt that she had a long way to go. The young lady's temperament must be changed.

Ran Zhu's eyes quietly raised and looked at Yuan Shanjia, but from Qing'er's point of view, he just lowered his eyebrows and stood there quietly.

Yuan Shanjia's senses were extremely keen, and he immediately felt Ran Zhu's gaze.

She felt the malice of Sensen.

It's over, and she forgot again! Ran Zhu is back!

So, Yuan Shanjia immediately changed his words, "Well, I just got up, I still don't want to sleep, and I haven't had lunch yet, and I have to accompany my grandmother to have lunch then, what if I oversleep?" ”

While speaking, Yuan Shanjia quietly glanced at Ran Zhu, and found that Ran Zhu was not looking at her, so she breathed a sigh.

"Miss, do you still want to read?" Qing'er asked, a little puzzled about her young lady's well-behaved today.

"No need." Yuan Shanjia shook his head, and his face was dish.

Qing'er looked at her young lady and seemed a little bored, so she suggested, "Miss, didn't you bring that piano?" Would you like to get in touch? ”

Qing'er had hope in her eyes. The young lady's performance was really wonderful, and although she didn't know the skills very well, she still knew that the music was very beautiful.

Yuan Shanjia listened to the incessant sound of the piano on the other side, "Forget it, I'm tired from reading for so long." Let's practice calligraphy, I haven't done it for a long time, and I'm a little rusty. Moreover, my sister is also practicing, so I still don't want to practice, so as not to conflict. ”

Qing'er listened to it and felt that what she said was right. So I went to lay paper and grind inkstones.

Yuan Shanjia washed his hands under Ran Zhu's service,

She looked out the window and thought for a while, listening to the cicadas outside the window, and suddenly remembered a poem she had seen by chance.

She Shi Shiran picked up the brush and wrote: Drink the dew with a clear heart, and mourn the wind. Before the side of the crown, the leaves are frightened first.

Qing'er stood aside, and when she saw Yuan Shanjia stop writing, she hurriedly picked up the paper and dried it gently.

Ran Zhu followed with another piece of paper.

Obviously, she felt that she couldn't just write one poem when practicing calligraphy.

Yuan Shanjia was not annoyed, and after thinking about it, he continued to write, which can be said to be like a god.

After a while, Yuan Shanjia wrote more than a dozen or twenty poems, some long and some short, some of which he had seen in this life and some that he had heard in his previous life.

Ran Zhu continued to lay paper, as if she wanted to make up for what Yuan Shanjia lacked in the days when she was not there.

Yuan Shanjia has put a lot of effort into practicing calligraphy. When she was practicing calligraphy, she was hit by a stone on her wrist, so she wrote very steadily, and she didn't feel very tired after writing for a long time.

But Qing'er didn't know this, she was sent by the old lady, and after being sent, the old lady told her several times, to wait for the young lady well, don't let the young lady suffer, if the young lady lacks anything, go to her to get it.

Therefore, as soon as Qing'er saw this, she glanced at Ran Zhu with some reproach, and said to Yuan Shanjia: "Miss, you better take a rest, and there is no hurry to practice calligraphy." ”

She privately thought that the young lady must have encountered something bad at the birthday banquet, so she wanted to work hard and catch up.

But this practice of calligraphy is a day's work, and if you have good talent, you have to practice it for a year and a half.

Qing'er didn't grow up in the house since she was a child, although she worked hard, but she was very lacking in talent and learning, so she didn't know that Yuan Shanjia's words were not good, but she was careful to admonish, afraid that she would be tired.

This makes Yuan Shanjia feel a little funny, what is this strength?

But looking at her nervous expression and looking at her own words, Yuan Shanjia said in his heart: Could it be that my words have really dropped, which makes Qing'er feel very bad?

She took a closer look and felt that it hadn't changed much.

Ran Zhu frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with Miss's slackness. But because of Qing'er's presence, I didn't say anything, for fear that I would be exposed.

"Miss, the old lady invites you to come over for dinner with us." Cui'er knocked on the door, lifted the curtain, and came in through the door.

"It's mealtime?" Yuan Shanjia looked at the sky, a little uncertain. She didn't feel like she had been practicing for long.

Qing'er was also puzzled, and quietly withdrew to look at the leak, and found that it was only half of the time, and it was less than lunch time.

"Why is it so early today?" Yuan Shanjia asked as she straightened her clothes.

Ran Zhu dried and put away the things she was writing next to her and put them in the bamboo tube.

"The old lady came over today, but he had to leave before noon, so the old lady decided to have an early meal today." Cui'er explained.

Yuan Shanjia paused, turned his head to look at Qing'er, "Why is my father here?" ”

"The slave doesn't know." Cui'er shook her head.

Yuan Shanjia's heart sank, at this time, his father ran to Zhuangzi, whether he was just to see his grandmother, or did he have something else to say.

Could it be that Mr. Lin has returned? And what news did you bring back?

Thinking of this, Yuan Shanjia couldn't help but look at Ran Zhu.

Ran Zhu also frowned when he heard this, and shook his head lightly at Yuan Shanjia, indicating that he didn't know either.

In the past few days, because the people around her have watched carefully, in order to prevent revealing her identity and bringing bad consequences to Miss, she has not been in contact with the outside world and has remained silent, so she does not know the news from the outside world.

Yuan Shanjia didn't wait any longer, "Let's go, don't let my father wait for a long time." ”

She thought that when she was in the General's Mansion before, news came from her subordinates, saying that some news about Gou Yulin had been passed to Lin Zicong, and he had already rushed back. But it's only been less than five or six days, and even if it's fast, it shouldn't be so fast.

Well, in other words, it's not Mr. Lin's business. Let's hope nothing happens.

Dining room.

Yuan Tian sat at the head of the old lady and the old lady, talking about something with the old lady, and the old lady was smiling and smoking next to him. Yuan Shanqi sat there ladylike and listened.

"Jia'er, are you here?" The old lady is old, but her eyes are very pointed.

As soon as Yuan Shanjia entered the door, she saw it.

"Grandmother Ann, Grandfather Ann, Father Ann, Sister Ann." In one breath, Yuan Shanjia finished saluting those present.

"Jia'er came on foot. Can it be hot? Why don't you come by soft car? The old lady asked Indigo to help pour the water.

Yuan Shanjia nodded, and lit up the coquettish skill at any time to the old lady.

"Grandmother ~ granddaughter is walking. The weather was really hot, and I only walked a few steps before I sweated. I want to ask my grandmother for tea~"

Yuan Tian looked at her posture and frowned, "Everyone is beautiful, in front of the public, how can you talk like this?" ”

That being said, his eyes were doting.

Although they had only met a few times, he saw the appearance of his younger brother from this little daughter, which made his little-known guilt seem to have sustenance, so he was a little indulgent.

"Father~" Yuan Shanjia glanced at Yuan Tian aggrievedly, and then looked at the old lady.