When Master Xu walked into the third young master's west courtyard, several maids stood together under the eaves of the ear room and whispered.

"Didn't you say that the third young grandmother's family was poor!"

"Yes, yes, I've heard people say that an old father is dying if he has no money to see a disease."

"Then how did she ......?"

"Sir!" A maid was the first to see Master Xu walking into the yard, and was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled the sleeve of the maid who spoke.

Several maids stood in a row with white faces.

Master Xu said lightly: "Gossip is not what you should say. All down. Then he walked into the house.

The maids pushed, shoved, and ran away.

Yulu is better, after all, I have lived in the Song family for three days, and I have seen Axi write and settle accounts, but Xingchun was shocked by it: the eldest young grandmother and the second young grandmother are just able to count and settle accounts, and that is also for the housekeeper and learned when she was in her mother's house, besides, girls, can needlework and housekeepers can count a few numbers, who will be like the third young grandmother, who can still read and paint? Is it because of this that the old man hired the third young grandmother to be the third young grandmother?

Although Xingchun is wooden, but his heart is sincere, he doesn't think much about it when he thinks of this, and goes to do his own thing, and Yulu stands on the side, in case Axi calls from time to time.

When Master Xu entered the house, Assi was drying paintings.

Grandma's general outline and clothes have been drawn, and the subtle parts must be filled after the painting is dry, otherwise it will be blurred, and you can't even see the original appearance.

The grandma in the portrait is the gentle smiling grandma in Axi's memory, when grandma and Aba came back from the market, they would take out the cheapest paper and ink bought in the only pen and ink shop in the bazaar, and then teach Axi and Abei to write and paint during the slack time. They painted landscapes, flowers, birds, fish and insects, but never painted portraits.

Those words, those stories, and those ways of painting all came out of the mouth of Grandma, and Ah Xi and Ah Bei had never read a book, but they remembered it very clearly.

After eating dinner after the farm is busy, or busy with other things during the farming slack, the sun has not yet set, Grandma closed the courtyard door, lifted out the table of eight immortals and put it in the yard, Abba smiled and groaned on the side to repair the farm tools, she and Brother surrounded the grandmother and learned with great interest.

At that time, it was dark slowly, and the afterglow of the sunset gilded Grandma with a layer of golden-red light, and Abba sat on the side smoking hookah after repairing the farm tools, cooing and cooing, looking at Grandma and laughing.

Assi stared at the grandma in the portrait, not the grandma in the dream when she was young, and she was dressed up in the costume of the grandma in the dream.

After marrying Abba, Grandma never wore those beautiful and expensive clothes again, and she didn't have her impression.

But even if Grandma wears coarse linen clothes, she looks better than the other aunts in the village.

"I, I." The third young master interrupted Axi's thoughts, and began to shout impatiently after Axi finished drying the portrait.

"Ahem." Master Xu stood at the door and didn't go in, coughing.

"Sir." Yulu bowed her head and saluted.

After getting married, Assi met Master Xu for the first time.

Or it was the second time I saw Master Xu after that side last autumn.

She is now his daughter-in-law, and she should call him Grandpa.

But Assi's lips moved, but he couldn't shout.

There is no kowtow to tea, no change of lipstick envelopes, and there is no candle night in the cave room when you get married, this family affair is more like a high-priced playmate or a maid who serves the third young master at a high price.

But after all, the names are different.

"Ahh The third young master suddenly stood up from the side and shouted.

Ah Xi and Master Xu's attention was instantly attracted to the past.

"Draw!" The third young master was very excited, he walked over and pulled Master Xu's sleeve to see the portrait of her aunt painted by Axi.

Isn't that a good idea? Assi asked himself in his heart.

On the first day of marriage, there was no etiquette, and I wanted to paint because of a dream.

Now that Master Xu is here, will he feel that he is too ostentatious when he sees it?

A woman's lack of talent is virtue. Most people think this way now, and Master Xu should think the same way.

As Grandma said, wealth is not exposed, and so is the knowledge of girls.

She folded her hands nervously and looked at Master Xu who was pulled by the third young master on the table, and there was no expression on his face.

Assi glanced at it, lowered his head, and quietly stood to the side.

It's really a lack of thought today.

Master Xu touched his beard, it turned out that this was the grandmother of the third young grandmother.

Delicate and gentle.

Unexpectedly, this Song girl really knows how to paint.

I don't judge how the painting is, but it looks like a real person. That's okay, right?

"You ......" Master Xu touched his beard: "Who taught you?" ”

Ah Xi raised his head, and Master Xu's cool eyes were looking at him, and he couldn't help but feel nervous: "I...... My grandma. ”

Master Xu frowned: "Your aunt?" Where is your grandma's maiden home? ”

Axi paused, Abba said that Grandma's mother's house is in Jinwan, if you say it, someone will find out that Grandma eloped, and her reputation is not good.

She shook her head: "I haven't heard Grandma mention it." ”

This is the truth, grandma has never said anything about her mother's family.

Master Xu asked, "Have you seen anyone from your grandfather's family?" ”

Assi continued to shake his head: "No. ”

Master Xu looked down at the portrait again and did not speak again.

The third young master looked at Master Xu, and then at Axi, and suddenly pouted: "My painting." ”

"What's your painting?" Master Xu pulled out his sleeves and stroked the folds.

"Promised to draw it for me." The third young master sat sullenly in his chair.

Seeing this, Axi hurriedly said, "I'll draw it for you later, okay?" ”

The third young master looked at Axi and nodded reluctantly: "Okay." ”

Master Xu snorted and said, "You go and paint him, don't forget to feed him at noon." "Then go out and go.

He instructed Xu Xiaoquan as he walked: "I will write a letter, and you will let the horse go to the official road quickly and send it to Wangdu." ”

"Yes!" Xu Xiaoquan replied and asked hesitantly: "Is it Jing Yuxuan sent to Wangdu?" ”

Master Xu stopped and turned his head to look at him, and said impatiently: "Otherwise! ”

Xu Xiaoquan hurriedly lowered his head and continued to follow Master Xu to the study.

Night.

Assi had fallen asleep.

The window in the middle creaked open, and a man leaped in from outside.

The third young master, who was originally asleep, was sitting on the edge of the bed at this time, his eyes clear. It's a far cry from the stupid appearance of the day.

The visitor fell to one knee and bowed his head silently.

"Go check on her, including her parents and ancestors." The third young master spoke, his voice was low, and his eyes looked at the small couch outside.

From his point of view, he could only see the end of the couch, a small couch with a curtain, sinking in the night.

"Yes."

"Let Mr. Mu come tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Find the right person and have a chance to send it to her."

"Yes."

"Will she feel sick when she wakes up tomorrow?"

"Back to the little master's words, no."

"Hmm." After Xu Zijie finished speaking, he reflexively lay down.

The person who came quietly jumped out of the window, closed the window, melted into the night like a shadow, turned out of the Xu family's old house two or three times, and went east.

Xu Zijie pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes.

Xu Changrong didn't expect it. He could see from the look in his eyes when he looked at the painting today that he didn't know that Song Xi would do this.

Mr. Mu has been to her house, destitute, and has a younger brother, who only says that she can read.

Unexpectedly, not only can I read and paint, but also understand the things in the study.

He noticed that she picked up the paper and let it through, sniffed the ink and twisted it lightly with her fingers, and touched the softness of the tip with her brush.

The movements are skillful and not stiff, not at all like the insight of a village woman.

What a surprise.

It's really a doubt.

Who is she? Who is the grandma she keeps talking about?

Is there anyone else behind her?

Xu Changrong had to marry her for himself or Third Young Master Xu, why?

Why?