Chapter 179: Not Using Is a Waste
Shu Yu grabbed the pen in front of Sanniang and replied: "Grandma, this is a little bit of the younger generation's heart." ”
Sanniang and the old woman watched him walk the dragon and snake, seemingly casual, but very orderly, and every stroke was just right.
Shu Yu wrote in line letters, neat and upright, and it was difficult to hide three points of sword energy.
The old woman sighed, "Good word! ”
Shuyu and Sanniang both understood this sentence, and Sanniang responded: "It is indeed a good word, the second master should be a person who reads poetry and books, right?" ”
Shu Yu was secretly ashamed in his heart, and he read poetry and books, but he really didn't have it. The main thing is that if you write well, you can see at a glance, and if you don't write well, you will be slapped by the master of Guozijian with a board.
As for reading, as long as he memorizes the Four Books and Five Classics, those old scholars can't cut open his Pei Shuyu's flowery intestines to see how many taels of ink are in them.
But the beauties are complimented, how can there be any reason for self-humility.
Shu Yu shook his head, and he said: "It's too famous?" Reputation also. ”
Sanniang "fluttered" a joy.
The old woman looked at the two juniors with kind eyes, and secretly felt that this offspring was more capable. You can win Sanniang's heart by yourself, so good!
Sanniang picked up the pen and wrote: "Grandma, we don't accept things, it's too much for the second master to break the bank, you mean the same thing, right?" ”
Shu Yu stared at her handwriting.
He is familiar with the frame structure, with a bit of childlike innocence in Juanxiu, and the handwriting has not yet lost its childishness.
But compared with before, it is obviously more relaxed and generous, as if people have walked out of the Sifang City and the characters have been liberated.
However, I think that after this experience, the body is still damaged, and the pen power does not look as good as before, a little fluttering.
The old woman took the pen with a smile and wrote, "Accept the wishes of others." ”
When Sanniang stared at the old woman's words in disbelief, Shu Yu accidentally looked at the old woman's eyes as "happy to see it happen".
Rao was the age at which he was standing, and he couldn't help blushing like a hairy boy being seen through, and nodded silently at the old woman, showing his gratitude.
Looking at his red face, the old woman was even more satisfied.
In this world, it is rare to have a lover. Sanniang can meet such a person with a sincere heart, which is also her blessing.
The old woman turned her head and just saw the unfading scar on Sanniang's forehead who bowed her head.
This child suffers, and blessings are ahead. She couldn't help touching Sanniang's long hair that had not been curled in the morning, and sighed in her heart.
Sanniang was still surprised, Shuyu couldn't wait to get up, carried the bag between the old woman and Sanniang, and said, "Since your grandma has agreed, don't hesitate." Let's take a look at what's going on, I didn't look at any of them yesterday, I wanted to be with you. ”
So when I came back from beating the mutton fat by the river, I saw a table piled up like a hill, and the food was moved to the stool.
Shuyu himself didn't expect to pretend to be so much, no wonder he felt a little heavy......
Sanniang cautiously stretched out her hand, touched a piece of white jade pendant on the top, and sighed: "It's so thorough, it's so beautiful." ”
The mutton fat even took a light step, and walked over cautiously: "This is ....."
Shu Yu smiled and said, "I bought some things yesterday and brought them to you, and you can use them when you see where you can use them." ”
The mutton fat looked down at the glittering jewelry, the neat and warm cloth, and the chic knick-knacks, and he didn't dare to touch it for a while.
She lived in this dilapidated courtyard, and occasionally went into the city, passing by the shops on the street, and did not dare to stop for a while.
One is afraid that she will block the road of the giant businessman who is in a hurry, and the other is afraid that she will hurt the heart of the penniless grandmother.
One day, someone put something from the window on the dining table of her house, so that the mutton fat didn't even dare to blink, for fear that it was just a dream.
The old woman looked at the appearance of mutton fat, and was distressed and disgusted that she was not promising, and said in a native dialect: "Oh, come into the house, put down your things, and come out to eat." ”
Then the sheep fat woke up and hurried into the house.
Sanniang was also in a trance for a while, and turned her head to look into Shuyu's eyes: "Second master....."
Shu Yu looked at her expression, not to mention how comfortable he was.
I suddenly felt that what Zhou He said about sending a few pieces a day made a lot of sense. If you can see such a Sanniang every day, even if she dies immediately, she will have no regrets......
No, it's a pity. He wants to live a long time, he wants to see her every day, he wants to live with her for a long time.
He smiled: "It's all women's things, if you don't use them, I, the old man, will have to be greased and powdered." ”
Sanniang couldn't help but laugh, her chin lifted lightly.
It was indeed early for Shuyu to come today, and Sanniang had just come back from washing, and was combing his hair in the yard, and before he could comb it, he came.
Therefore, a waterfall of green silk still hung behind her, gently fluctuating with her movements, flashing slightly.
In the past, when he was resting, he often slept until three strokes in the morning. Afu usually lies down with him, but she always gets up a few cups of tea before him.
After she finished washing, she didn't ask Yuan Niang to serve Wanwan, she sat by the window, and didn't comb her hair for a while.
Shuyu usually woke up at this time, so he walked up to her and played with her for a while, often unable to help but fiddle with her hair.
Afu always took the trouble to teach him how to tie braids, mainly because he felt that he couldn't learn other styles....
In fact, of course Shuyu will, after all, he has his own hair, and he handles it himself when he is in the army.
It's just that whenever it comes to Afu's head, he doesn't want to give her a haircut in a proper manner, so he can't help but play away.
Often the two laughed and quarreled, and finally went back to bed for half a day.
At this moment, he stood between the old woman and Sanniang, his right hand just touching her long waterfall hair, and the cool silky touch brushed his fingertips again and again.
When the ghost made a difference, he couldn't help but open his palm and squeeze it.
Sanniang's hair was very thick, and her own attention was on Shu Yu, and she didn't feel it.
And Shuyu, who grabbed her hair, was like a hairy boy who tried Yunyu for the first time, excited and shy, and a little happy that could not be told by outsiders, he hurriedly withdrew his hand and began to tidy up the table.
He put these things back in the bag, and instructed Sanniang while loading: "Don't press the bottom of the box with these things, it's summer soon, take Grandma and mutton fat to make a few clothes; Wear anything on your head, and if it doesn't suit your heart, I'll take you out into the street another day. What bowls, chopsticks and bottles are also used, and it's a waste if you don't use them, don't you listen? ”
Sanniang also stood up and helped him hold the bag with one hand.
The moment she bowed, her long hair slipped down instantly, almost burying her entire face, and Shuyu only heard her respond softly: "Sanniang remembers, thank you Second Master." ”
Grandma has already accepted the things, and none of Shuyu's instructions are aimed at her alone.
Although after so many things, she knew in her heart that all this he did was more or less for her, but she couldn't refuse with "I'm embarrassed".
After all, people are ostensibly also for Grandma and mutton fat.
Put away the things, and the mutton fat came out.
Sanniang pulled out the stool, and everyone had breakfast together.
As soon as the mutton fat came back, Grandma, Shuyu and Sanniang didn't need paper and pen to communicate.
Sheep, clə-wχ. (〇Μ, fat seamlessly connect between the local dialect and the official dialect, a group of people, you and I say a word, hee-hee-ha, very lively.
After eating, Sanniang had to wash the dishes as usual, and the old woman said: "Your arm is inconvenient, call the mutton fat." ”
Shu Yu picked up the burden and planned to go with Sanniang, but when he heard the words, he hurriedly put down the burden and handed it to the mutton fat, with a look of "where is Sanniang, where am I", the old woman and the mutton fat couldn't help laughing.
The sheep fat said loudly: "Stop, stop! Sister, then I'll go! ”
Sanniang's cheeks were crimson, and she nodded towards the mutton fat.
Shu Yuhan laughed twice, and he felt a little frizzy just now, so he looked around for work in the courtyard.
"That.... I chop some firewood? ”
Sanniang and mutton fat can't move axes, so the firewood at home is a saw blade and sawed into small cylinders.
The bark cannot be broken, and this small cylinder is actually very difficult to burn, and it takes a lot of effort to light the stove every time.
Sanniang saw Shuyu looking for an axe, and hurriedly followed: "Second master, our family...... No axe ......"
Shu Yu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again: "Okay, good, it's good to have no axe, you girl's family, don't move that thing, it's too dangerous." ”