The oil lamp in the study was lit by Xiao Qi, and in an instant the study was much brighter.

The oil lamp has always been placed on the lamp stand next to the desk, so the brightest in the whole room is still within the range of the desk.

Xiao Qi took out two pieces of rice paper and spread them flat on the table, one of them was pressed with a paperweight, and the other took a book and pressed it.

I took out two brushes from the pen holder on the desk, handed one to Jinxiu, and took one for myself.

After carefully grinding and grinding, he threw a book of Analects to Jinxiu, "A big character, you are not allowed to go out if you can't finish practicing." ”

"Little aunt?"

"It's useless to shout anything, hurry up and write."

Then Xiao Qi took a brush dipped in ink and wrote on rice paper.

Jinxiu watched her little aunt put down her pen like the wind, and between the dragon and the phoenix, a piece of rice paper was written, and then another piece of rice paper was spread.

Helplessly, she glanced at the brush in her hand, dipped it in the ink, and finally began to pick up the pen.

When Xiao Qi finished writing four pieces of rice paper, Jinxiu finally wrote the rice paper under his hand full of words.

There is really no comparison between the two people's words, although the size and thickness of the splendid brush words are about the same, but that's all, but they can still be seen.

Xiao Qi's words faintly carry a hint of his own style, the pen is like a knife, it looks very sharp, it looks like a sword that wants to be unsheathed, ready to kill the Quartet.

Xiao Qi glanced at the splendid words, exactly as she thought, this word has not grown at all, but it is better than that of a new child, and it can barely be seen.

"Did Jinxiu find something wrong with your handwriting?"

Xiao Qi stared at his eldest niece with a pair of big eyes.

"It's good, it's neat, but it's not as good as my little aunt."

Jinxiu smiled innocently and said to the little aunt pretending to be stupid.

Of course, she knows that her handwriting is not good, there are so many readers in the family, and her grandfather has also taught this knowledge, but she is really not interested in this aspect, and she has too little time to practice.

Grandpa also gave her as much homework as her aunt at the beginning, but she couldn't complete it every time, and over time grandpa gave up on her words, of course, what should be learned must be learned.

Xiao Qi was amused by Jinxiu's serious nonsense.

"It's good, it's a little bit better than the kids who just started school."

Beautiful:......

"Starting tomorrow, you will have to write at least one large character a day,"

"Ah, little aunt, don't wow!" Splendid tried to die throes.

"There's no need to discuss, I'll tell Sheng Zhi and ask him to urge you every night, and you won't be allowed to sleep until you finish writing."

As soon as I heard that it was the eldest brother urging, Jinxiu knew that this big character was a must-write, the eldest brother has always been serious, and if she didn't write seriously, she might stare at her all night, the little aunt's trick is really ruthless!

No matter how much Jinxiu resented, Xiao Qi carefully cleaned up his father's desk, put the mess back in place, and picked up one of his father's books and read it.

……

In the courtyard, Lu Zhongshou, who sent the shopkeeper Li away, walked into the courtyard and was congratulated by his younger brother.

"Congratulations to Big Brother for selling for a good price again this year." Lu Zhongye said with a hippie smile, without the stability of the past.

"Okay, give the eldest brother back this set of hypocrisy." Lu Zhongshou scolded with a smile.

Saying that, Lu Zhongshou took his younger brother and walked towards the father who was sitting in the gazebo.

The old man has been sitting here, and at the same time there is Qiu Jing sitting here.

The old man found that this descendant was not afraid of him at all, and several grandsons didn't dare to come over when they saw him sitting here, only Qiu Jing sat over and greeted him.

Lu Zhongshou, who came to the pavilion, also found that there was not only his own father in the pavilion, but Qiu Jing's later life was also here.

The two of them exuded a chill all over their bodies, and the old and the young sat facing each other without saying a word, and somehow Lu Zhongshou inexplicably felt a sense of harmony in his heart.

It's so surprising, how can this feel this way? Lu Zhongshou didn't understand.

Lu Zhongye, who came at the same time, looked at Qiu Jing in some surprise, no wonder he hadn't seen Qiu Jing before, and he was still wondering in his heart? Obviously, Qiu Jing came with them, but the kung fu man who blinked disappeared, and it turned out that he was sitting in the pavilion with the old man.

Qiu Jing, who was sitting in the gazebo, was guarding Lu Zhong, and when Lu Zhongye arrived, he stood up indifferently and said hello.

"Uncle Lu" "Uncle Lu"

Lu Zhongshou, Lu Zhongye smiled at Qiu Jing and nodded, and then set his eyes on the old man.

Qiu Jing saw the posture of the two of them, as if he had something to say to Grandpa Lu, so it seemed inappropriate for him to stay here.

He simply didn't sit down anymore, said goodbye to a few elders, and walked towards Qingshan, Qinghai.

At the same time as Qiu Jing left, Lu Zhongshou and Lu Zhongye shouted at the same time.

The old man glanced at the eldest son lightly, and glanced at the younger son on the side, "The person is gone." ”

Lu Zhongshou smiled and said, "Let's go, my father sold a total of one hundred and twenty-five taels of silver with last year's old grain." ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, "Okay, this year has not been in vain." ”

Seeing that the life at home is getting better and better, the old man is indeed very happy, and the expression on his face is not as serious as at the beginning.

"Yes, these are thanks to Dad, thanks to Dad's careful care, the crops will grow so well." After selling the grain, Lu Zhongshou was in a really good mood, complimenting his father.

"Dad, you always keep these twenty-five taels of silver, what do you usually want, and if you want to buy it, you can rest assured that you have money in your hand."

Lu Zhongshou took out twenty-five taels of silver and handed it to his father, he has always been willing to give up on the old man Lu Zhongshou.

Although he also understands in his heart that the old man has no place to spend money, he still gives it every year, and what he gives is not silver but filial piety, and he also wants to make the old man happy.

The old man was not pretentious, he simply accepted it, he was used to it, and this has become a practice over the years.

Every year after selling grain, the eldest son would give him a sum of silver, which of course was determined by the amount of silver he received from selling grain.

This year is the most given in years, and of course it is also the best year for wheat sales in years.

At the beginning, he didn't want it, after all, he had a large son, and there were so many children who needed to study, and the annual expenses were indeed not small.

But the eldest son disagreed, and once the character of the middle guard was decided, it was almost not easy to change, and the old man who was familiar with his son's character accepted it.

As soon as it was harvested, it was collected for decades, and the silver had never been touched, and his son asked him to have anything he wanted, and if he wanted to eat, don't worry about the silver, just buy it.

But he is an old guy, the family does not have to worry about food and clothing, the daughter-in-law takes care of it very well, and the daughter-in-law will always fill in the things that are lacking, and there is really nothing to spend.

Except for when his youngest son's family was in difficulty, he helped some of them, and for so many years afterward, he never touched this silver, and he did save a lot of money.

The old man calmly received the silver on his body, and then set his eyes on Xiao'er.

"Zhongye, the wheat at home is here for a few days."

"Yes, Dad, it will be about the same in five days at the latest."

Thinking of the wheat at home, Lu Zhongye is still very happy, although it is not as good as the output of the eldest brother's family, but the family's is not bad.

"On that day, don't forget to let me know, we'll help." The old man glanced at the youngest son and said softly.

"I know my father" Lu Zhongye agreed very simply, he was never polite to his father and eldest brother.

Although my father is a little biased towards the eldest brother's family, it is also because the eldest brother is the eldest son and bears the responsibility of providing for the elderly, but for him, my father has never neglected him.

When he married his brother, he prepared the same things, without favoritism, and even because he was younger, his father gave him a little more.

It's just that my father lives with my eldest brother, and he must help more than his family.

Mainly because the eldest brother usually can't spare time to help at home, he is the master of the town, and he is very busy every day.

So only Dad worries about things in the ground, but fortunately, there are Qingshan who can help together.

Here Lu Zhongye does not have the so-called imbalance in his heart, the eldest brother and father, including the sister-in-law, are really good to them, and they think about them in everything.

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