Chapter 262: Two Kinds of Handwriting

Now Yu Xia has some vague ideas about his inheritance.

Three hundred years ago, the inheritance of Xuanmen was suddenly broken, but it suddenly reappeared in her, and in this darkness, there seemed to be an invisible hand pushing all this.

However, there is no good or evil in the occult itself, and the choice of how to use it lies with herself.

No matter where her inheritance comes from, no matter whether there is any purpose behind it, she has this inheritance, and she just wants to do things according to her heart.

At lunch, Mrs. Yu let Yu Xia sit beside her, Wu Changxing sat with Yu Lang's father Yu Zong, He Sui was Yu Lang on one side and Yu on the other, and the other female dependents were arranged at another table.

Wang glanced at Yu Xia, who was sitting next to the old lady Yu, and He Sui, who was whispering to Yu Lang, thinking that this second young master Yu Lang did not learn and did not know how to do it, but he was loved by the old lady, and his two classmates from poor families, even one of them was a Beiyi mongrel, and he actually crossed the children and grandchildren of the eight classics and obtained the qualification to sit at the main table.

If it's a brother, forget it, why is he Yulang......

Song Huairen is sitting on the other side of Yu Xiaoquan, he is the mountain chief of the Yu clan, and he is responsible for many things. And under his care, the Yu clan has indeed cultivated many outstanding children.

Yu Xia toasted Mrs. Yu and other elders with tea instead of wine, and specially toasted Song Huairen with a cup.

"Mr. Song, you are my great benefactor, if there is no you, I would not have the opportunity to study in the clan, and I may not be able to learn much ability, you let me meet loving classmates, loving elders, and let me know the wider world."

"I must honor you."

"It's respectful." Old Lady Yu smiled and patted Yu Xia's shoulder, "Brother Lang, you should also respect Mr. Song." ”

Yu Lang didn't understand, on the one hand, this Song Huairen is the gentleman of his school, on the other hand, it is still his aunt and grandfather, from these two aspects, he naturally wants to respect this teacher, but listening to the meaning of Mrs. Yu's words, it is not very similar.

After all, if it was for these two reasons, Mrs. Yu would have called Yu together, instead of just calling him by name.

Seeing Yu Lang's incomprehensible stupid look, Old Lady Yu couldn't help laughing.

Yu Zong immediately glared at his son.

What else is there to not understand, if there is no Mr. Song, there will be no Miss Yu Xia to help find him back after being abducted!

Yu Lang was reminded by his father, and immediately reacted, and quickly got up and respectfully saluted Mr. Song with a glass of wine.

"Huairen did good deeds to our Yu family, and in the end, the good fortune also fell on our family." Mrs. Yu said with emotion, "So, do good deeds and accumulate virtue!" The ancients said, 'In the house of goodness, there must be afterglow' is this principle. ”

Yu Xia laughed when he heard this, "The house of goodness, there must be Yuqing" This sentence comes from Zhou Yi, and the original sentence is "The house of goodness, there must be Yuqing; If you don't accumulate goodness, there will be aftermath", this is a relatively simple summary of the predecessors' theory of cause and effect reincarnation.

Although not everyone believes in metaphysics, the ideas in many metaphysical classics have imperceptibly penetrated into the hearts of the people.

Mrs. Yu asked with great concern about the situation of his mother and grandmother in the family, as well as how his schoolwork was in the school.

He Sui answered them one by one in a decent manner, not too eager, but also not cowardly and cold, neither humble nor arrogant, and the etiquette that should be there is no lack of fault, so that people can't find fault.

"I've always heard that it's not easy for your mother to raise you alone, I live in the old woman in the courtyard of the deep house, but I haven't seen it in person, look at your child, you have a degree of advance and retreat at a young age, and you behave appropriately, it is really your mother who has a good upbringing."

Old Mrs. Yu sighed a few words of "good boy" again and again, and glanced at Yu Lang with disgust by the way.

"My two most distressed children, my brother won't talk about it, and I don't worry about it at all. Just this brother Lang, he is almost sixteen years old, and he still looks like he lacks heart, you have been a classmate with him for a long time, and he has caused you a lot of trouble, right? ”

In fact, Mrs. Yu asked knowingly when she said this, who here has more or less heard that Yu Lang loved to stare at this "Beiyi mongrel" when he was a little bully in Class B before, and even because of this, he was also reverted by the other party, the whole person was stunned, and a big turtle was painted on his face, making a joke.

They still think that the turtle was painted by He Sui.

He Sui didn't explain, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head, "No." ”

Old Lady Yu glanced at Yu Lang a few times, and nodded at He Sui with a smile.

"If he doesn't talk anymore, you can just teach him a lesson for me. Your father is his master, and you can be regarded as his senior brother, so don't be soft when you should be ruthless. ”

Now on the Laba Festival, the guests of honor are enjoying themselves at the table, and no one has clearly mentioned the fact that Yu Lang bullied people and was retaliated again, but Mrs. Yu's words vaguely expressed her apologies for what Yu Lang did at the beginning, and promised that she would control her grandson in the future and not ask him to do such a thing again.

In fact, Mrs. Yu is also too worried, Yu Lang is now on good terms with He Sui, and now that the two of them are together, it is impossible to say who is really suffering......

Because it was only lunch, it didn't take too long, and it was usually in the evening. And most of the festivals like this are also with the family, and Mrs. Yu also arranged the meal for Yu Xia at noon because of this consideration.

Yu Xia and Wu Changxing, father and son, said goodbye and left, and the three of them left Jinshidi together.

Wu Changxing was happy today, drank a lot of wine, and looked a little delirious, Yu Xia sighed, and helped people back to the He house with He Sui.

"Thank you so much for today."

He Sui originally didn't want Yu Xia to help, how big is she, how can she let a girl do this, who knew that Yu Xia put Wu Changxing's arm on his shoulder, and easily helped people up.

Wu Changxing opened a martial arts hall in the county seat, his body was naturally not small, a rough man was easily supported by a little girl, and He Sui couldn't believe his eyes for a while.

When did she get so much strength......

He Sui, a young man with a tall and tall body, was only holding on to the side to prevent Wu Changxing's body from falling crookedly.

It made him a little embarrassed.

Yu Xia waved his hand casually, glanced at the sky, and proposed to say goodbye.

"Wait a minute."

He Sui suddenly remembered something, hurried into the house, and when he came out again, he was holding a thin stack of rice paper in his hand.

"This is the notebook I wrote when I was bored before, you are a girl, and it is more suitable for writing small letters."

Yu Xia flipped through the handwriting and looked at it a few times, and found that it was very different from He Sui's previous handwriting.

Previously, his handwriting gave people a sense of sharpness, and the edge was unconcealed, but the words on these pieces of paper were obviously much more restrained, appearing subtle and warm, which was indeed suitable for girls to practice, but it was very different from He Sui's previous style.

"Would you have a different handwriting?"