"Is there anything Xiaojin doesn't understand?"

Cen Xi lowered his eyes and silently read the whole poem before raising his head and asking Yu Jin, his expression was serious and calm, as if it was really just the master's concern for the student's studies.

"No...... There is nothing that I don't understand. ”

Yu Jin still refused, after all, she was really embarrassed to discuss the poem with Cen Ximi.

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom.

The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

The peach is dying, and there is a fact.

The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming.

The son is home, and it is suitable for his family. ”

Cen Xijun held the book and recited the poem in its entirety, but his eyes kept looking at Yu Jin without taking his eyes off. Yu Jin lowered his head slightly, staggered the burning gaze on the other side, and listened to the man's low and elegant voice, only to feel that his heart was like a drum for a while.

This "Tao Yao" is a poem by He Bride, and Cen Ximian is obviously telling Yu Jin his heart. Yu Jin just looked at this poem and was fascinated, in fact, what he thought in his mind was also the situation when he married Cen Xi in the future, but this kind of thought could not be declared.

"I like you so much...... Look at this poem. ”

Cen Xijun spoke again, but Yu Jin was so shocked that Yu Jin raised his head suddenly, and when he reacted, he still blushed after all.

The man's star-like eyes clearly reflected the girl's delicate face, and he slowly spoke, serious and with a bit of a delicate tone, and poured out his most sincere heart to the girl.

Cen Xijun wanted to say that he liked Yu Jin, but now Yu Yang is still there, and such a straightforward statement is still a bit Meng Lang for Yu Jin, Cen Xijun was afraid of scaring her, so he retreated and took the opportunity of the pause in spitting words to show his intentions.

"I ...... I also like ......"

Yu Jin blinked his big round eyes, glanced at Cen Ximian, hurriedly said something of unknown meaning, then lowered his head and concentrated on stirring the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, looking innocent and ignorant, very cute.

When Cen Ximian heard this, his eyes shone brighter, and the smile on his face couldn't stop, he knew that she liked him too......

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"My child has such a good appetite today, what kind of joy did you meet?"

Mrs. Cen looked at Cen Xijun on the side and was a little funny, and couldn't help but tease him.

Cen Xijun came back from Yufu with a spring breeze on his face, and the boy who was not smiling in the past was unprecedentedly smiling and wandering around the mansion, and he was still very happy when he went to the table to eat, and anyone could see that he was extremely happy today. Now I even use an extra bowl of rice.

"Nothing, just a little hungry."

It wasn't until Mrs. Cen asked with obvious teasing words that Cen Xijun realized how abnormal he was today. Immediately, there was some awkwardness in my heart, and I straightened up and made an excuse that didn't hurt.

"Humph! But after a trip to Yufu, my soul was lost, useless! ”

When Master Cen heard Cen Ximi's words, he immediately snorted coldly, his expression was quite disdainful, obviously thinking that Cen Ximian looked like he was indulging in love. Although Master Cen was happy to see that Yu Jin and Cen Ximian had a good relationship, he still couldn't help but taunt Cen Ximian a few words, after all, this bastard boy is very serious on weekdays, and it is too rare to look like this, so it doesn't hurt him a few words, Master Cen feels that it is a pity.

Master Cen would not care about Cen Ximi's face like Mrs. Cen, so he opened his mouth very unceremoniously and directly exposed his bottom. After speaking, his eyes were still a little proud. Although he was slapped by Mrs. Cen in the eye, it would be worth it if he could see Cen Xi's deflated appearance.

Master Cen is now in his fifties, but his temperament is not as steady and serious as he should be at this age, but Cen Xi looks at it more serious and calm. The more Cen Xijun grew up, the more Master Cen felt that he was going to be compared to this son, and even his wife only cared about that little rabbit cub! Master Cen is both relieved and a little aggrieved, so he likes to tease Cen Xijun the most on weekdays, but now everyone is used to this meeting - it's just an exchange of feelings between father and son.

"What my father taught me was that I just didn't know who it was at the beginning, because I met a girl at the porridge shop on Dongtang Street, and I was moved, so I ate porridge for a month, just to wait for a chance encounter with that girl?"

Cen Xijun finished eating the last bite of rice in the bowl, put down his chopsticks, and wiped his mouth slowly. Only then did he answer Master Cen's words. His expression was faint and his tone was gentle, but he blocked Master Cen so much that he blew his beard and stared at him and couldn't say anything to refute, and even Mrs. Cen on the side lowered her eyes a little uncomfortably.

Not for anything else, just because what Cen Xi said in his words was Master Cen and Mrs. Cen.

Speaking of which, it is not easy for Master Cen and Mrs. Cen to get to where they are today. Thirty years ago, Master Cen was far from having the illustrious family background he has today, and at that time, Mrs. Cen and Mrs. Cen passed away one after another, leaving Master Cen alone and a dilapidated cloth village. At that time, in order to treat the old lady, the Cen family even sold their house, which can be described as destitute.

But it was at that time that Master Cen met Mrs. Cen at the porridge shop on Dongtang Street. The affection of youth always came warmly and quickly. Mrs. Cen is gentle and kind, and she is in line with Master Cen everywhere, and she was remembered by the young man in a hurry.

Mrs. Cen's original name was Tang Yin, and she was the second daughter of the Tang family, a famous family in Shanghai at that time. Master Cen has been thinking about it from time to time since he met Mrs. Cen by chance, and later learned the identity of Miss Tang after inquiring, during which he came to visit with gifts, but he couldn't even enter the gate of Tang's house. Master Cen knew that his status was not worthy of being a guest of the Tang family, but he missed the beautiful woman and couldn't help himself, so after being busy with the troubles of Buzhuang on weekdays, he went to the porridge shop to guard, looking forward to the next 'chance encounter', so it took a month to finally see Miss Tang.

Because Miss Tang is the second daughter in the family, she is quite favored. When she was a child, she was playful and lively and was arrogant at home, so Miss Tang had the courage to sneak out of the house to play, and when Master Cen met her again, she sneaked out. Because he left the house without permission that day, Tang Yin did not bring a palace guard with him, only a half-grown maid followed, but the master and servant never thought that there were also disciples who committed murder and evil in broad daylight.

Tang Yin is beautiful and eye-catching, even if she wears a hat, her slender figure also makes people feel bad, but when the hand of the disciple is about to lift her hat, she is tightly grabbed by her wrist, and she can't move forward a point.

Tang Yin looked at the young man standing in front of him through the hazy fabric, and only saw his side face. The sleek jaw, thick eyelashes, high nose bridge and neatly trimmed sideburns all highlight the handsome appearance of the man. The man was a long man, dressed in a blue-gray robe, and looked a little thin and thin, but the hand that clamped the wicked man did not move.

Obviously they were people they didn't know, but Tang Yin felt surprisingly relieved. The girl's boundless fantasy of love condensed into a man's figure at this moment.