Chapter Twenty-Eight: Daughter's Thoughts
"Are you...... Son?! ”
"Ah, it's my ......"
Only then did the little girl hear Zhang Yu's undisguised voice, and she pounced with red eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"You... Put that thing down and have something to say! ”
Hearing this, Han Yan threw the fragments in his hand, ran to Zhang Yu's side and snuggled in his arms, tears falling in strings.
"Oh, what's the matter, I just want to tease you, why are you still crying?" Zhang Yu asked as he stroked her little head.
"Yan'er... Yan'er didn't see it again. ”
Well, how can you call it a dumb swallow?
"Is it true that Childe has forgotten what Childe looks like after being gone all these days?" Zhang Yu cupped her cheek and teased.
"Nope! How could it be! Han Yan jumped out of Zhang Yu's arms like a frightened kitten, "How can Childe think so, but Yan'er ......" said, and even the little Qiong's nose seemed to have a flickering crystal desire.
"Nope! How could it be! Zhang Yu also said a sentence after learning from Han Yan's appearance, then took off the mask and pulled her into his arms again, "Yan'er is good at everything, even sometimes it's fun to stay." Isn't it like I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to surprise you? ”
If Ying'er is here, I'm afraid she will have to make a temperament, make a temper, and say that she is surprised or unhappy, but Han Yan is cute here, but she is full of obedience, so easy to satisfy such a coaxing girl...... Tut-tut, the gospel of the times.
Han Yan's heart was like a deer at the moment, speaking of which, this was the first time she had such intimate contact with her son. has suffered from separation since childhood, and is such a young girl, she naturally needs to rely on generosity and maturity. And the feeling that Childe gave her was very strange, completely different from the sense of security given by her brother, as if she was still a little happy and looking forward to it, and the atmosphere became very ambiguous for a while.
Ambiguous is ambiguous, Zhang Yu has no other thoughts. If these two girls can be ten years older, how can this bully and domineering president let it go so easily? It's still too small, for the physical and mental health of the next generation of the country, and for the growth of the flowers of the motherland......
Just thinking about it, she only heard heavy footsteps not far away, Han Yan said "ahhhhhh
Ying'er looked at Han Yan's pear blossom's rainy face, and glared at Zhang Yu with a pout, "It's all Ying'er's bad, she prepared too quickly, and she disappointed Gongzi and Yan'er's sister." ”
"Ahh Sister Ying'er, what are you talking about, me and Childe-"
"Okay, okay, the jealousy of the children is learning very quickly, go out quickly, the young master is going to take a bath!" Zhang Yu pretended to have a straight face.
"Who is a child, Ying'er is fifteen! Childe, you're only sixteen, and you're already so attentive...... When I grow up, I don't know how many women I want to make—"
"Get out of here! I'm undressing! ”
"Take off, take off, what warbler hasn't seen before!"
Ying'er didn't know the depths, so she quickly shook off a sentence, and pulled up Han Yan, who was blushing, and walked out of the room.
"This little girl is getting bolder and bolder, fifteen years old...... Two more years will make you fall to your knees and beg for mercy, hum! ”
The idle days continue to live, every day is still exercise, reading, Zhang Yu is not an idle person.
It's 190 years now, and I'm only 16 years old, it's too early to become a leader, not to mention that someone wants to be famous just by virtue of two poems? Zhang Yu doesn't think that these ancient strategists and ministers are vegetarians.
If he could, he would prefer to travel through the Tang Dynasty or the Song Dynasty, appreciate the unparalleled elegance of the Tang Dynasty, or feel the Song Dynasty when the economy and culture of Chinese history were at their peak, even if it has many drawbacks. During these two periods, it was also a good thing to travel in the mountains and rivers, recite poems and paint, drink and admire the moon, and become famous as a literati and ink artist in the peaceful era.
As long as you don't run into the Anshi Rebellion and the difficulties of Jingkang.
However, in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was this chaos, that difficulty, and difficulty everywhere!
Feeling the benefits of masks, Zhang Yu asked Zhang Shuo to find a few family members to take him to find the craftsmen in Zhongshan City to see if he could make a few more good masks to change. Sure enough, the mask-making method of this era is so magical, and I brought a few masks that I carefully designed, all of which have the ingenuity of the previous one.
It's a pity that Zhang Yu wants to ask if this is such a principle, but people don't understand. I wanted to ask how I did it, but my face turned over like a book, and I thought that Zhang Yu was going to grab business with him, if it weren't for a few family members standing next to him, I am afraid that he would have to send off the guest directly.
It is also normal to say, and even in later generations, there are many of them, this kind of superb "strange skills and tricks", most of them are cherished by craftsmen, and some of them are passed on to men and women, and the rules of passing on inside and outside have led to the loss of many precious cultural and artistic heritages in the long river of history, which is embarrassing.
See, autumn is strong, winter is coming, not long ago there was a little bit of frost, and the New Year is coming.
Wuji County, Zhen's family.
"Fifth sister, come on, come on, the second brother has something happy to tell you." Just ran around Hebei, Zhen Yan couldn't wait to pull Zhen Luo to his home when he returned home.
"What makes the second brother so anxious, he can't even care about washing the dust." Seeing that Zhen Yan was still a little embarrassed, Xiao Zhen Luo covered her mouth and laughed, even she didn't realize that her smile had a sultry charm.
Zhen Luo poured tea for his brother, and the two sat down on the couch, the little girl supported her chin with her hands, and looked at her second brother with two talking eyes, this look made Zhen Yan can't help but be in a trance for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Every time I come home from a foreign runner, I can see that my five sisters are getting better and better-looking, and now they are so beautiful." ”
Zhen Luoqiao blushed and replied: "The second brother is going to make fun of Luo'er again, I don't know if the second brother has something to tell Luo'er?" ”
Zhen Yan took a sip of tea, looked at Zhen Luo and said, "That Zhang Yu is really a blessing, I can be engaged to such a beautiful sister as me, but you don't have to worry about your sister, he looks good...... It's not much worse than you, but it's a good match! ”
"Yikes! How did the second brother talk about this. Zhen Luo didn't know what to say, he was a little shy and blushed, but he remembered that his husband, who had not met, was a ...... in the rumors I couldn't feel sweet in my heart, so I had to pick up the tea bowl and take a sip.
"Haven't you heard?" Zhen Yan was a little surprised, "I shouldn't be so closed."
"What did you hear?"
"Zhongshan Yu Gongzi, Yu Lang, his poems have not been spread in Zhongshan?"
"Of course I've heard of it, a song "Artemisia Lixing", a song "Don't Brother Yi". Luo'er's favorite is the sentence 'Mo Chou has no knowers on the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you'", when it comes to Yu Gongzi, Zhen Luo gushes endlessly like a few family treasures, "It is rumored that Yu Gongzi is talented and beautiful, sincere and kind, and a genius in the sky, like that immortal." At the age of sixteen, he has already moved to Hebei, and I don't know how many friends around Luo'er want to see him day and night - second brother?! ”
"Hmm..."Zhen Yan didn't expect that her sister, who has always been smart, would be so confused about this matter related to her life.
"Jade Gongzi he...... Is that Brother Zhang Yu? ”