"Jin Gongzi, why don't you wake up the slave maid. I didn't come home so late, and my father and mother were not in a hurry to die. ”

Lin Zhu finally woke up and opened his eyes, and the house was already brightly lit.

She didn't care about the image of the cloak and pushed open the screen and rushed out, Jin Xiaoguang was sitting at the table safely looking at the thick books, very attentive.

Hearing Lin Zhu question in a trilling voice, he was miserable and delicate. Jin Xiaoguang slowly put down the book in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly uninhibitedly, and said, "It's like a piglet that you sleep on, why do you blame me." It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin,"

"It's clear that Jin Gongzi didn't wake up the slave maid, and the son became Lu Dongbin. Could it be that a slave is a dog? Lin Zhu was so anxious that tears were about to flow out, and he pouted and said, "My father and mother don't know what the rush looks like, especially my mother must have dried up her tears." ”

Jin Xiaoguang looked at her anxious appearance, her little face was flushed, her eyes were shining with tears, her small mouth was red, and her heart was soft.

But he said, "It's not that serious, you used to have times when you didn't go back." You didn't see what you just looked like. Sleeping like a puppy. ”

Is there a puppy that doesn't know how to sleep? Please, dogs are very sensitive, or don't watch the door much.

There is no sympathy at all, and he swears.

"I used to be young, but now I'm fifteen. It's a big girl, and she can't stay home all night. Lin Zhu glanced at him dissatisfiedly and said with a crying voice: "My mother said, there must be rules in the future, and under normal circumstances, the door will not be stepped out." Anyway, the slave maid came to ask Jin Gongzi, and Jin Gongzi was responsible for the slave. ”

That's an exaggeration. My mother has always been timid and cowardly, and she also trusts her, and generally doesn't care about her.

She just wanted to say that it was more serious, so that Jin Xiaoguang could shoot the book and ink as soon as possible and send her home, and help Li Linduo solve the problem by the way.

Jin Xiaoguang saw that she was in a hurry, she was not in a hurry at all, and said slowly with a smile: "It's you who don't wake up when you sleep, but blame others." Even if you know that your parents are worried, why do you still sleep like this? It can be seen that you don't care about your father and mother very much. ”

"You, you're talking nonsense. It's clearly you, you have to drag the slave and maid to sleep together. The slave felt comfortable. Naturally, I fell asleep. Slaves don't care. Anyway, Jin Gongzi has to send the slave back......"

"Is it comfortable to sleep with the master? Since it's comfortable, it's not the master's fault. But send it back? Not now. There is not enough manpower. If you really want to go back. I had to go back on my own. ”

Jin Xiaoguang didn't pay attention to Lin Zhu's impatience at all, and said very lightly.

After speaking, I opened the book and looked very leisurely.

It is said that class is an insurmountable boundary, and that the proletariat and the bourgeoisie are really two worlds.

The bourgeoisie will never sympathize with the proletariat.

Damn Jin Xiaoguang teased himself enough. And pretending that nothing had happened.

Go back by yourself. It's not like I haven't been out of the house.

She pouted and quickly walked to the door. Quickly open the door.

But the night is cold and the moon is clear, and the cool breeze is blowing. The empty yards are quiet and a little scared. She was a little afraid to take the first step.

Not to mention the distance of more than five miles. There is also a mountain trail.

She slowly closed the door and stepped back.

Although I don't want my father and mother to worry. But not stupid enough to walk at night. She wouldn't take that risk.

Jin Xiaoguang's eyes did not leave the book, but at the moment when she withdrew her steps, she showed a knowing smile.

Lin Zhu thought for a while, and quickly walked back to the table to look at Jin Xiaoguang, remembering that he had just said that no one would send her, that is, Shumo was not there, and tears were rolling in his eyes again.

Didn't he promise to ask Shumo to rest for a while and then help Lin Duo solve the problem?

How could I let myself sleep in the dark, and the book and ink were gone. What do you mean?

Jin Xiaoguang's eyes were fixed on the book. It seemed that he heard something fall on the ground, and Zhen's heart trembled.

He reflexively looked up.

I saw that the forest trees were hazy with tears and rain.

His heart became uncomfortable, and he didn't understand that it was just a joke, why did she cry again?

He didn't think she loved to cry so much before, why did she just cry when she came here now. Crying makes his heart skip a beat, is it really bad for himself? Always make her cry......

He slowly got up, approached her, and lowered his head to lift her small pointed chin.

Deeply staring at the tears on her eyelashes, slowly rolling down her crimson smooth cheeks, falling on his heart, the red seductive little mouth half open, exhaling a wet breath......

The small delicate face was so beautiful that his tears were rolling.

He subconsciously stretched out his other hand to touch it, although there were no tears, it was also a little wet.

He's going to be in tears!

I was cried by this little girl in front of me!

Could it be that this woman is a little goblin, who can make him a man like him, who has never been as hard as iron and has never had tears in his eyes, and his tenderness is like water with tears in his eyes.

But no matter how much he was moved to tears, this woman was also the authentic county lord of the former Baojia Dynasty, and it was necessary to use her to find out the remnants of the former dynasty.

How will this woman who makes his heart move in the future.

He stared blankly at the forest trees.

"Jin Gongzi, you bully people. I said okay, let Master Yun help my second sister. Your words don't count, you lie. ”

In the hazy eyes of Lin Zhu, he saw the straight eyes of Jin Xiaoguang, who was as melancholy as a prince. Feel wronged?

A bullying made Jin Xiaoguang's heart even more uncomfortable.

Every time he saw Lin Zhu, he couldn't help himself, even if it was the man-made danger when they met for the first time, he tried his best to minimize the danger index.

Facing Lin Zhu, the former small county lord, he had no idea.

Lin Zhu's tears made him so uncomfortable that he gently helped her wipe the tears from her eyelashes.

said softly: "Okay, why do you cry so much, it's just a joke." Shumo has gone, and he will tell you that you are here. You don't have to worry about everything. Worry too much about wrinkles. ”

It turned out to be teasing her. If you think about it, you can see it. She's a little ridiculous and more serious. Don't trust anyone at all!

I really don't understand why I don't trust and ask people for help?

But she usually has a strong judgment ability, why did she get to Jin Xiaoguang and have nothing at all.

She squeezed her eyes instantly. Squeeze all the tears out.

Said with a smile: "The slave knows that Jin Gongzi is full of words."

Laughing like a pear blossom after the rain.

Crying and laughing is really distressing. Jin Xiaoguang didn't dare to look at the face in front of him with infinite charm and enchantment, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but do something if he looked at it any longer. Now is not the time.

He gently took Lin Zhu's hand, tried to suppress the frenzy of the inner situation, walked forward with a disguised face, walked to the back of the table, sat down and let go of her hand and said, "Now feel at ease." Always crying and laughing. Stay in the house well. I have to read some books, criticize a few Qin chapters, and write a few copywriting. It doesn't matter if you can't go back tonight, your father trusts me the most. Wait for Ming'er, and then go back. By the way, bring your dad some tea snacks or something. ”

That's it. Bring something back to Dad.

Lin Zhu obediently stood beside Jin Xiaoguang and poured him tea like his own maid.

Only then did his eyes look at the brightly lit bedroom, study, and office. The room is big and there is a lot of space in front of the desk. There are several pots of grass and flowers at the base of the wall. Except for the bed behind the screen. There was only this desk and a few chairs. On the desk are stacked with thick books, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

This small courtyard is not the one I saw last time.

There are many rich people. Also, I stayed in Proton Mansion last time. She didn't see how big it was at all, but in short, a small courtyard with a small garden was bigger than what she thought was a big vegetable garden.

In the previous life, many garden parks were said to be the mansions of rich people, and some were said to be unable to walk in half a day.

After looking around the office, my eyes looked at the books on the table, there were many books, all of them were thread-bound, and they exuded a slight fragrance of ink.

She craned her neck to look at it, and the title of the book at the top was very profound, and she thought it was deeper. It should be difficult to read.

She dispelled the idea of reading, and saw a stack of white paper, the paper was very good, and there was an inkstone brush and ink ingot next to it. A little itchy hands.

It's been a long time since I've written, so I guess I've forgotten about it.

She glanced at Jin Xiaoguang, who was concentrating on reading, and couldn't help but disturb him and whispered: "Jin Gongzi, can the slave and maid use a few blank pieces of paper and brushes?" ”

Jin Xiaoguang glanced at her in surprise, he knew that she knew a lot, sometimes she would say things that surprised him, he had also seen the drawings she had matched the paper kites, and he had also seen her writing.

It seems ugly. It was as if the dog's paws were crawling through.

He said, "Just don't smear the ink all over the place." ”

As long as Lin Zhu is there, the house is warm, he has slept enough, he is very energetic, and he can read and do things with peace of mind.

Lin Zhu walked lightly to the end of the table and brought an inkstone, ink ingot, and water. He poured some water into the inkstone, picked up the ink ingot, followed the example of the last time he saw the ink of the book, hung his arm parallel to the tabletop, and used the strength of the hand holding the ink ingot to rotate the ink ingot clockwise around the inkstone.

Jin Xiaoguang wrote out the corner of his eye and looked at it, and his posture was not bad.

Thinking that she was adopted by Cai Er and his wife at the age of five, these posture and action habits should be the enlightenment learned before the age of five.

The ink in the inkstone gradually thickened, exuding a thick scent of ink. Seeing that it was almost over, Lin Zhu carefully put the remaining ink ingots into a box dedicated to storing ink ingots. Sitting upright, I rolled up my sleeves and picked up the brush and thought about it, and wrote "The day is at the end of the mountain, the Yellow River flows into the sea, and I want to be poor for thousands of miles, and go to the next level." ”

She didn't learn calligraphy, but when she was in elementary school, she had a block block homework, that is, a block print under the block book, and the prints were all simple and catchy ancient poems.

Her posture of holding the pen is also the same, strictly following the teachings of her great-grandfather, who was a primary school teacher and is said to have entered the ancient school: to practice calligraphy, you have to hold a bucket in your arms, a dog under your feet, and an egg in your hand.

"The grass is one year old and one withered from the plain, and the wildfire is inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows"

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground, and I feel that I look at the bright moon and look down at my hometown"

"You're the wind, I'm the sand. You are the shoe and I am the brush, and you do not agree with me to commit suicide. ”

Each song is written with simple illustrations, she has studied art for a little time, sketches and stick figures are good, and comics will also be a little. The illustration is a combination of three forms, which looks very interesting.

After writing for a while, I felt tired. Put down the pen and look at it.

Those words are crooked, melons and cracked dates are crooked, there are few good-looking ones, if you take them to the teacher for review, there must be few circles.

She glanced at the words written by Jin Xiaoguang in the corner of the table again, the small block letters were horizontal and vertical, elegant and beautiful. I don't know what kind of body the big one is, the vigorous and elegant, the dragon and the phoenix dance, and there is a kind of momentum when it looks like.

It's really embarrassing, and such words dare to show off in front of Jin Xiaoguang, so it's better to crumple them up and throw them away.

She quietly picked one up, gently crumpled it and threw it into the paper basket. I picked up another one and threw it away.

Jin Xiaoguang quickly put down the book in his hand and got up and approached, and looked down at the crooked and slanted son written by Lin Zhu, which was interesting and interesting. He said, "It's ugly, but it's funny." Don't throw me at it yet. ”

After speaking, I picked up one and looked at it, then put it down and picked up the second one.

Such an ugly word, how embarrassing to make people read.

Lin Zhu covered his face shyly and said, "Jin Gongzi, it's ugly to death." Throw it away, don't get your eyes dirty. ”

Jin Xiaoguang looked at them one by one, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "What kind of words do you write?" Those who are short pounds and two short arms and legs are not complete. But it's good to follow. ”

Lin Zhu wrote simplified Chinese characters, naturally compared with the cumbersome old characters, there are two fewer arms and legs.

She covered her face and said: "If you don't know how to read, you must recognize half of the words, and the slave and maid will only recognize half of them, don't make fun of Jin Gongzi." ”

After Jin Xiaoguang looked at them one by one, he bent down and took out the one thrown away by Lin Zhu from the paper basket and unfolded it to look at it.

Spread out and asked casually, "What did you learn when you were a child?" Do you remember who taught you? ”

Childhood? Who taught?

What do you want to say? Lin Zhu's mind turned, and he became alert.

Say, "Who taught it?" The slave and maid can't remember, but they do. ”

Jin Xiaoguang glanced at her in disbelief and said, "No one can teach you to remember such good poems?" I think your father and mother are also knowledgeable people. ”

"The slave doesn't know who my father is, and the slave only knows that the current father and mother are my father."

What else to put on? Just come.

Anyway, no matter what you ask, just make sure you don't remember and don't know.

I really don't know.

She got up and said, "Jin Gongzi, are you hungry, is there a kitchen in the yard?" ”

I just ate a few bites at noon and slept until now. At this time, I felt hungry and panicked.

In the middle of the night, the maids and servants should have slept.

Jin Xiaoguang was still looking down at her calligraphy and paintings, and said without raising his head: "The kitchen is there, but I don't know what ingredients there are." ”

It sounds like I'm hungry, so it's good to have a kitchen, even if it's just white flour rice.

There were vegetables in the garden, and when she came in the morning, she saw spinach and small wild onions hidden on the edge of the small garden.

She pushed the door open and walked out, the yard was quiet, with red lanterns hanging on the eaves and a few trees in the shade.

She quickly found the kitchen, looked at the light, poked her head in and said, "Jin Gongzi, the slave maid goes to the kitchen to take a look, the yard is big, the slave maid is afraid, can Jin Gongzi open the door and look at the slave maid." ”

(To be continued......)