Chapter 4 Pragmatism
On this day, the sky was clear, the red sun was warm, the temperature was pleasant, after recalling the morning eclipse, he estimated that his father was going to go down to the court, so he went to the Qingming Courtyard, and before he entered the courtyard gate, he saw Ouyang Xu chanting to the dead branches of the pear tree, and he sang two sentences in Yan Shu's "Eighteen Nights of the First Lunar Month":
'The building is lonely and the lights are collected at night, and the alleys are depressed and snow-clearing. When he had finished singing, he sighed again and lowered his head in contemplation.
These two sentences are written on the night of Shangyuan's lanterns, the streets and alleys of fire trees and silver flowers have dimmed, the fireworks have dispersed, and the prosperity is no longer prosperous. I remember that my father once sighed that the silence after the hustle and bustle should make people sad.
Thinking selfishly, Ouyang Xu was in a state of mind at the moment, no matter what he saw, he would feel sad. Thinking about how to persuade him, it happened that the snow stacked on the branches of the pear tree was loosened, and a small rub slipped down, and it fell into Ouyang Xu's back placket, and he shook suddenly. Yizhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Ouyang Xu jumped on his feet, one hand poked into the back, he took some out, and took some more, but there was still a part of it that melted into snow from his body temperature, and it was wet and stuck to his back, so he shrank back and rubbed his clothes, he saw that he smiled and leaned back together, and said with a slight annoyance: "If you don't come to help, you have to laugh." β
Yizhi covered his mouth with a handkerchief, still laughing, and said: "Who made you moan without illness, this, God can't see you pretending to be and is reminding you." He laughed again.
Ouyang Xu turned his shoulder blades while saying angrily: "You don't have anything to worry about, how do you know my suffering." β
Remembering the way: "You know that I have no difficulties, it is clear that I don't have a good attitude, and when I meet someone who doesn't go well, I will complain and complain, and put my sorrow into words, and I will have more literary talent than the mediocre people in the market. β
Han Yuqi and Shi Jie in the room heard the movement and walked out one after the other with the books in their hands. Ouyang Xu straightened his clothes and said, "Then change you, what do you do?" β
Seeing that Ouyang Xu was going to test himself, he changed his mind and said: "If I change it, I will sing 'After the snow disappears and the lights are collected in the corner of the wall, Yemei Guan Liu Chun is fully transparent'." β
Han Yuqi tasted the product and praised: "Yes, instead of empty melancholy and making sorrow worse, it is better to pay attention to the desperate place to make the day more expected." β
Yizhi said to Ouyang Xu tightly: "Fourth brother, you think, Brother Liangbi's official road is smooth, and the Toad Palace will win the crown, and you will enter the pavilion to continue studying." Think about Daddy again, at his age, isn't he still striving for improvement. No matter what your results are, you always have to keep studying. You have participated in the excitement of the Lantern Festival, what does Cen Lonely have to do with you in the future, and I don't want you to dismantle the lights and clean them. You just have to do what you have to do, and what matters is that you grow yourself. β
Ouyang Xu thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, I'll go back to my room to study." With that, turn around and leave.
Shi Jie craned his neck and looked at it, confirming that Ouyang Xu had entered the house, then lowered his voice and said to Yizhi: "You have to persuade us, we don't listen to what we say, we will be annoyed if we talk too much, and we have to raise the bar." β
Yizhi smiled: "He has a competitive heart for you, I am an insignificant person, and what he says will naturally be listened to to his appetite." β
As soon as the words fell, I heard a burst of laughter behind him, and when I looked back, it was Yan Shu who came back, remembered the way of ten thousand blessings, and greeted him, holding Yan Shu's arm, and said, "Daddy is in a good mood today." β
Yan Shu said: "Thanks to raising a good daughter, even if you are in a bad mood, look at you, your eyebrows and eyes can be comfortable." He laughed as he spoke.
I thought that my father had been listening to it outside the hospital for a while, and he felt satisfied, so he had this remark, so he smiled and pulled him in. Yan Shu stopped on the cobblestone path in the center of the courtyard, looked up at the sky, and said, "Today's sun is good, let's work under the corridor, so that these old arms and legs can see the sun." β
Yan Rong answered and beckoned the two boys to go to the study to move things.
Yan Shu said to Han Yuqi and Shi Jie again: "If you have a plan, you can go, you don't have to be in front of you and waste your time." β
Han Yuqi and Shi Jie smiled and returned to the room to continue studying.
Yan Shu went back to the room and took off his official clothes, put on his regular clothes, and was carried by Yizhi, and returned to the Qingming Courtyard, only to see Yan Rong grinding under the corridor, the case and the dwarf pestle have been properly arranged, and even the tea stove and tea case are also ready.
The father and daughter sat down, each busy, Yan Shu opened the official document, and went to order tea after recalling.
Yan Shu said: "Fang Cai, I heard you comment that my "Eighteen Nights of the First Lunar Month" is a sour poem. β
Yi Zhiyuan opened his eyes and said, "I only have a lot of ink in my stomach, where can I dare to comment on Master Yan's poems." β
Yan Shu smiled and said, "But that's what I mean." β
Remembering the way: "I'm the third brother of sour, don't you come to join in the fun." He laughed.
Yan Shu laughed and continued to be busy with official business.
After ordering tea, Yizhi felt bored, so he went to the study to find a few books to read. The father and daughter sat quietly like this, each busy with their own business.
Soon it was noon, and the sun was high and shining brightly on the snow in the courtyard.
Yizhi was hot in the sun, put down the book, and picked up the tea cup to eat.
Yan Shu asked, "How many months will Zimei get married?" β
Yizhi replied: "After the Autumn Society." β
Yan Shu took a long breath and said, "Hey, I always treat him as a doll, and I am going to get married." β
Yizhi said: "No, he is only three years older than me, and he is about to get married." Yan Shu looked at her daughter with a smile and said, "What are you shooting into?" Yizhi was stunned for a moment and said: "No, doesn't the father understand, the daughter has always said something, where will it be secret." β
Yan Shu put away his smile, sighed again, and said: "I still remember that on the book day of the previous year, the students of Suiyang Academy, auditors, and tourists were bustling and crowded the courtyard. You may not know what you are doing, but I saw that this man also secretly raised his eyes to look at you, and that person also secretly raised his eyes to look at you, and on a whim, I cleared my throat and asked the students, 'What do people think of me, this little girl?'
attracted everyone to speak, praising you for being demure and praising you for being delicate......
I have also been in the blood square, and I can naturally see what is in the thoughts in those eager eyes. Yan Shu laughed a few times and said: "I said again, it seems that the little girl has reached the age that some people are worried about, as soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes converged on my face, and they were expecting me to say something more, preferably to announce something...... Do you remember what I said next? β
Yizhi showed a mouthful of white teeth, smiled and pinched his eyes, and said: "Of course I remember, my father has been brewing for a long time before he said, 'I am worried about it in vain, and I will stay for a few more years.'" 'Provoke the people of the courtyard to laugh. β
Yan Shu laughed and said: "When I was young, I heard that the middle and lower households in the Yuhang area did not give birth to men, and the daughters were cared for like holding pearls. I didn't understand the fun in this until I had you. β
Yizhi hung his head and said: "In fact, the daughter is stained with her father's light, and now 'women marry generously', there is no rich dowry, no solid mother's family as a backing, and who am I." β
Yan Shu also smiled, sighed, and said: "You are also older, some things really can't always be vague, and it's not a matter to have a half-understood random teasing, you should make a decision." β
Yizhi's heart jumped and asked, "What does Daddy think?" β
Yan Shu was stunned for a long time, shook his head again, and stopped the topic.
Yizhi seemed to be suspended in the air, neither up nor down, and he didn't know what his father was planning, so he scratched his head, so he could only pick up the book and read it again. After reading a few pages, I can't read anymore, although every word is known, and I know the meaning, but I don't have the heart to connect it, after turning a few pages, I don't know what to do, as if I haven't read it, I just closed the book, and said to Yan Shu: "Daddy, there is still the pear paste made years ago, how about I go and get it for you to make pear soup and drink hot drink?" β
Yan Shu was burying his head in reading the official document, and hummed lightly, Yizhi stood up, and was just about to turn around, Yan Shu belched, his sight and posture did not change, one hand was raised high, and he stopped: "Don't be, don't, the pear paste you made is too sweet and greasy, my rotten stomach can't help it." β
Yan Yizhi twisted his body unhappily, sat down and said: "What are you afraid of when the pear paste is sweet, just brew more hot water, you are all making a fuss." It's obviously not good to taste when it's light. β
Yan Shu continued to maintain the posture of reading the official document, and said: "Where is such a saying, more water, the taste of pears is light, a good bowl of pear soup, only the taste of malt paste, what kind of pear soup is it." β
Yan Yizhi muttered in a low voice: "I've made a lot of it, don't drink this, don't drink that, you can't let it go bad in vain, and then throw it away." β
Yan Shu proposed: "Why don't you reward Li Ping, I look at him coldly, he is a good appetite, no matter how strange the dishes you make, he can accept them." β
Yizhi said angrily: "He doesn't want it either." β
Yan Shu said with a smile: "It can be seen how embarrassing it is. He closed the official document again and said with emotion: "If this warm sun lasts for a few more days, the snow will melt away, the willow trees on both sides of the Bianhe River will pull out new branches, and the major forest gardens will also open. Visitors are proud of the scene, and they are looking for the tree to climb the high Xuan. 'The scenery of spring. β
Yan Yizhi: "I think about it, Second Brother Wen invited us to his tea garden yesterday to pick tea. β
"Oh, when was the appointment?"
Yizhi shook his head and said, "I didn't say it was so specific, I just said it was in front of the Spring Society." β
"Tea comes out of its buds, and it is expensive in front of the company. It seems that this petty official is not industrious in his limbs and indistinguishable from grains. β
Remembering the way: "Second Brother Wen's father is the third envoy, and his uncle is the deputy envoy of the third division, I don't know if this is the reason, my cousin and second brother Wen are always stuck together, no matter where I go, if I see one, the other must be there." β
Yan Shu said: "Do you think that your cousin is the kind of person who can cling to him?" β
Yizhi thought for a moment and said, "No. β
Yan Shu pondered for a moment, as if he remembered something, so he smiled and squinted, and said, "I remembered an old thing. In the spring of that year, the light ink list was released, and I didn't know Wen Yueben, because the rankings were next to each other, so I spoke, and as I was talking, a few fierce men in Tsing Yi suddenly jumped out, looked at the two of us twice, and picked up Wen Yue and left. At that time, I was young, thinking that something terrible had happened, so I chased after someone to report to the official, and even ran away with my shoes, and then called someone to stop me and told me that it was the nursing home of the head of the Bianjing Tea Shop, Wang Daguan's family, and I came to catch my son-in-law for my youngest daughter. β
Yizhi and Yan Shu laughed together, and said: "It's strange, Second Brother Wen is so much wider than his cousin, it turns out that my grandfather's family is amazing." β
Yan Shu looked at her daughter, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and she said, "Do you envy the breadth of other people's families?" β
Yizhi blinked his bright eyes and said: "Mother often said that among the scholars and doctors above the fifth grade in the court, only our family is the only one who lives so poorly, and my father has to raise a protΓ©gΓ© again, and he always takes money to fill the school. But complaining is complaining, she thinks that her father is magnificent, she is not afraid of poverty, her daughter thinks it is true since she was a child, only her father is the supreme idol in her heart, and her eyes are full of only her father, where does she come from to envy others?
Besides, how wide does it have to be, how many people envy you as your daughter, just keep your duty, and do what you want to do. β
Yan Shu was very pleased, and said continuously: "Good, good, good, excellent." β
The father and daughter watched the melting snow in early spring and sat quietly for a long time.