Chapter 11: The Blow of the Red Fruit

Song Yumo said softly: "When my mother passed away, I was entrusted with taking good care of my sister, and I was ashamed that I had not fulfilled my duties and obligations as a brother over the years. After that life-and-death catastrophe yesterday, I was naturally full of joy to see that she was still alive. ”

Wei Shujian's eyes were sad: "Seeing that your brothers and sisters have deep feelings, I am really envious of my brothers." Compared to my Wei Mansion, there are more than 20 brothers and sisters, which is really a headache. ”

Song Yumo smiled: "A smart person like Brother Wei, even if there are twenty more brothers and sisters, you are also at ease." ”

Wei Shujian showed his face again, putting on a super invincible narcissistic confidence: "That's right." ”

Song Yumo let him pretend to be a gesture and looked away.

Wei Shujian smiled: "Brother Song is born so well, I think that your sister must also be a beautiful person, the capital is full of beauties in the Song Mansion, and I have always been envious of my brother." If you have the opportunity, can you allow your brother to visit the house? ”

Song Yumo frowned, but still replied politely: "I welcome Brother Wei to visit." ”

Wei Shujian said with a smile: "Don't be full of grievances, my aunt is a noble concubine of the dynasty, although my father has not entered the officialdom, he is also the richest man in the capital, and he will not insult the lintel of your Song family." ”

Song Yumo smiled in his eyes: "Isn't it because of this that the person who told you about your relatives broke the threshold of your family?" It is said that when Brother Wei was only ten years old, he was betrothed, and I really envy you for such a good fortune. ”

Wei Shujian was angry, and his face turned red: "That's all set by my father, but it's none of my business." I can't do more than I can do here. ”

Song Yumo raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm afraid that you really can't have the final say." ”

These words are a blow to Chiguoguo......

The two of them did not speak again. Wei Shujian's face was even more gloomy.

It is true that his aunt is a noble concubine, although she is a distant relative, she is a person in the capital who wants to curry favor.

When he was only ten years old, his father ordered him to come to him. It's not bad to be a pro, the concubine of the Chinese scholar's family. Although she is a concubine, the Chinese scholar is a four-grade woman, and the marriage between officials and businessmen is also a good match.

After Wei Shujian turned fifteen years old, Yang Fu urged him to marry. They all rejected Wei Shujian because he was still in his academic progress.

Miss Yang Ruyi's birth is not bad, and she has met Wei Shujian a few times, but Wei Shujian is cold to her, and she can't be much interested.

The name of the parents and the words of the matchmaker are naturally not as happy as the two lovers.

The two watched as Mr. came over, and went into the study together.

When they entered, they made a look at each other, and then sat down quietly.

When the gentleman came in, he saw a fragrant belly pocket like a butterfly, flying everywhere.

The students stopped and walked back to their seats and sat down.

Poor belly pocket, lying alone on the ground.

The gentleman picked it up, and his face turned black with anger.

I taught some sage books every day, but as a result, a belly pocket was rushed by these boys.

Penalize!

Must be punished!

Except for Song Yumo and Wei Shujian, who were sitting in a regular manner, the rest copied "Etiquette" fifty times.

Tomorrow will be handed in in the morning.

Song Yuqing's eyes were red, he was really just a victim, it was those people who always wanted to smash his belly pocket into his arms, he could only run around to avoid it......

During the lunch break, students open the food boxes they bring to eat.

The rations of the rich second generation are naturally extremely fine, and every time he opens the food box, Song Yumo will think of his late mother.

If she were still alive, the food in his food box would have been even more delicious.

When the eldest lady passed away, Yumo was four years old and Yuqiao was three years old.

The old lady couldn't take care of the two grandsons alone, so she took the mute granddaughter to the garden to raise them first.

Give Yumo to the nurse to take care of. The nurse has a husband and children in the countryside, but whenever there is something good, she wants to secretly ask someone to bring it back to the countryside.

She also loves Yumo, but she is always inferior to her biological mother.

On the contrary, a few girls are particularly attentive to him, but when she thinks of her father and Li Xiaoniang, Yumo always feels that those girls have ulterior motives.

If they only value the wealth of the Song Mansion to be good to him, then what does it mean.

The food box was prepared for Yumo when Liu Er got up before dawn, and the meals became more novel and beautiful day by day. According to Xiao An, the scholar next to him, in order to let the young master eat different dishes every day, Liu Er consulted many old women in the house.

But she was not taught for free, she promised to embroider handkerchiefs and shoe uppers for them.

Xiao An was Yumo when he was ten years old, and the old lady specially bought it back for him, and he was the same year as Yumo, so he had both a playmate and a bookcase to help carry the bookcase.

As for Liu'er, it was the old lady who gave it to Yumo, and she has been serving him since Yumo was ten years old. In some large households, usually when the man is still in adolescence, he will arrange a girl who looks good to serve him closely, and some simply do the same room, so that the man can understand the things in the room as soon as possible.

Liu Er is three years older than Yumo, so she is naturally much more sensible than Yumo. So secretly I have that thought, so I am more and more dedicated to Yumo.

Although Yumo is fifteen, when he has reached the age of the beginning of love, he has maintained the distance between him and Liu'er very well.

Therefore, the two most intimate subordinates around Yumo are Liu Er and Xiao An.

Wei Shujian, who was eating at the same table, looked at Yumo's food and looked very envious: "Your glutinous rice cake is made like a flower, and you are willing to eat it." And your fish soup, these petals of roses, I just feel alive. I swept around with my eyes, and only your food was the most eye-catching every day. ”

Song Yumo said indifferently: "It's just some ordinary food, and you are also envious?" ”

Wei Shujian smiled: "I'm afraid that those girls who serve you will put a young master like you in their hearts, so they have such exquisite thoughts." Being a brother is naturally enviable. ”

Song Yumo said indifferently: "Then you and I will eat together." ”

The two of them put the food box in one place and ate it together.

To tell the truth, Yumo's food is good-looking, but not as delicious as Wei Shujian.

As everyone knows, Wei Shujian has a chef who is specifically responsible for his diet, and he is the master chef that Master Wei dug from the largest "Mankouxiang Restaurant" in the capital.

After dinner, after two more classes, school was dismissed, and the carriages from various provinces were already waiting outside the gate of the academy to pick up their young masters.

When Song Yumo returned home, he went straight to his sister's Yuqiao Garden.

I wanted to visit in the morning, thinking that Yu Qiao had slept until noon since he got sick.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he was stopped by Watson.

Yumo was stunned, how could there be a male servant guarding the courtyard door in this backyard?

Looking up into the courtyard, Yu Qiao sat on a sandalwood rocking chair, swaying and shaking, both cute and quiet.