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Zhao Youlin, the uncle who won the township test, came back, and finally got admitted to the lifting of people after going out to study for five or six years, which is a great thing. Although it is not a fresh clothes and angry horse, it is different from the desolate burial of his wife and abandoned his daughter, and he left his hometown with a single coat.

As soon as he saw Zhao Xiyun, Zhao Youlin hugged her, and cried sadly.

Zhao Xiyun came to Zhao You's body a little stiffly, looking at the strange man who hugged him into his arms.

Old lady Zhao ordered Zhao Xihou to help Zhao You's purlin up: "On a happy day, why is it so sad?" ”

Zhao Youlin wiped his tears embarrassedly, and knelt down in front of Mrs. Zhao again to salute him, which was regarded as a visit to the elders, but he kowtowed three more times: "My nephew has been studying outside all these years, thanks to my uncle's careful teaching of this child, I kowtowed to my uncle for her mother." ”

"What are you talking about? Now that you have won the lift, you will go to the capital next year to take the exam, if you can be admitted, this child can be regarded as having something to rely on. ”

Zhao Youyun nodded, pulled Zhao Xiyun to his side, looked at her carefully, and saw Zhao Xiyun's toes on tiptoe, quite satisfied: "Started to bind your feet?" ”

Zhao Xiyun nodded with a smile, and took a few steps in front of Zhao Youyun, with a dignified demeanor, although the pace was still a little unstable, it seemed a little weak, and invisibly added a trace of swaying.

Old lady Zhao said with a smile: "It's only been a few days, I heard that you are coming back, and you have been practicing day and night." ”

Zhao Youlin was even happier when he heard this, but he said: "It's all thanks to my uncle's teaching." He looked at Zhao Xihou again and asked, "This is the third nephew?" It's all that big now? ”

Zhao Xihou bowed to Zhao Youlin and returned to Mrs. Zhao's side, silent.

"Twelve. His father was afraid that he would not be at ease with him, so he sent him back. ”

Zhao Youlin said: "Second brother is okay?" I heard that the second brother has been promoted to participate in politics in Shandong? ”

Old lady Zhao said a little unhappily: "If you can't succeed in serious learning, you know that you ******** climb up!" You'll have to study hard when you come back. ”

Zhao Youlin hurriedly stood up, bowed down and said solemnly: "I came back to bother my uncle to guide my nephew." Guozijian's ginger sacrificial wine often said that my uncle's articles were a model for us to learn. ”

"Ginger Sacrificial Wine...... Jiang Benxu? Is he alright? Now I'm afraid it's more than 60 people. ”

"The body of the ginger sacrificial wine is very good. I often ask my nephew about my uncle, and I always sigh that my uncle returned home prematurely, but I pity him for having no papers. ”

Old lady Zhao laughed and said, "Where is he who has no one to write?" But he just wanted to drink and no one accompanied him. His strategy is very good, you should ask him for advice. ”

"Yes, Jiang Saijiu said that my nephew's problem is not very good, and I ask my uncle for some advice."

Old lady Zhao smiled: "You are tired all the way and go to rest, the days are still long, you first bring your weekday topic book to me to see, and I will draw up a few topics with you in a few days." ”

"Yes." Saying that, Zhao Youlin asked someone to open the box and take the articles he did on weekdays to read with Mrs. Zhao.

"Go down and rest. Your father and daughter have just met, and there must be a lot to say, so I'll ask the kitchen guy to cook a few dishes, and we'll have a good conversation in the evening. What do you want to eat? ”

Zhao Youlin said: "Everything depends on what my uncle wants." ”

"Where is this, you haven't eaten at home for all these years of being away from home, I asked someone to prepare some to see what else you want to eat? I remember that you used to eat crabs the most. ”

Zhao Youlin smiled: "Uncle still remembers." But now is not the day to eat crabs, and my uncle still doesn't have to worry about it. Besides, I ate a lot a few days ago. ”

Old lady Zhao said dissatisfiedly: "How much does a pound of crabs in Nanjing cost to sell, you must not have eaten well, I asked Wang Jiuzhi to take a look and see if you can get it." Custody makes you addicted. As he spoke, he urged Zhao You to go down and freshen up.

Zhao Xiyun followed behind Zhao Youlin, and after he finished grooming, he personally held the tea and served it to his father.

Zhao You took a sip of tea and asked Zhao Xiyun to sit beside him: "What did Grandpa name you name?" ”

Zhao Xiyun said softly: "Xiyun." As he spoke, he also wrote his name on a piece of paper and showed it to Zhao Youlin.

Zhao Youlin saw that although she was young and her handwriting was already a little sharp, she couldn't help but smile and nodded: "I didn't expect Yun'er to be able to write now, and she writes so well." ”

Zhao Xiyun smiled lightly: "It was taught by grandpa." ”

"What books do you read on weekdays? Can you learn to be a female celebrity? ”

Zhao Xiyun nodded and said the books he read on weekdays: "Grandpa said that I am still young, so I must first memorize the three-character scripture and the female commandment." ”

"Yes." Zhao Youlin looked at Zhao Xiyun happily, only feeling very similar to his deceased wife, and thinking about his wife who died early, he became sad again, "You really look like your mother." ”

When he said this, Zhao Xiyun also cried.

"Even the way you cry is like your mother. When I can't sleep at night, I often wonder how tall you have grown, can you eat well and dress warmly? But how can your uncle treat you poorly? It was very difficult to study in Guozijian, and whenever I couldn't stay up, I thought that if I could read it, our father and daughter would be able to stay together every day in the future. ”

Zhao Xiyun's tears that had just been wiped away fell again: "Grandpa naturally treats his daughter very well." personally taught her daughter to read and learn calligraphy, and also asked someone to teach her daughter to needle the female red. ”

"Looking at the way you are now, I naturally know that you are doing well. My uncle treated our family very well, and we must remember it. ”

Zhao Xiyun nodded.

At this time, people were carrying suitcases in and asked Zhao Youlin where to put his luggage.

Zhao Youlin only let them put it in the open space, stood up in person, opened a box, took a bamboo and rattan wood carving box out, and handed it to Zhao Xiyun: "This is what my father bought casually in Nanjing, you can be satisfied with it, and I don't know what you like." I picked a few of each. ”

Zhao Xiyun opened the box and saw that it was stuffed with all kinds of daughter's gadgets, rouge gouache, and all kinds of small hairpin rings.

"This is pearl powder, this is hosta powder, women in Nanjing City use this more," Zhao Youlin told Zhao Xiyun, "Nowadays, women in Nanjing City don't like large jewelry, only these small and delicate things." ”

Zhao Xiyun picked up a flower needle and looked at the flower carefully, only to feel that it was extremely fine, as if it were real.

Zhao Youlin saw that she liked to take it from her hand, put it in her hair, and took a small long-handled mercury mirror inside, so that she could see it herself.

Zhao Xiyun nodded with satisfaction: "Daddy, you may stay at home for a few more days this time?" ”

Zhao Youlin smiled: "I won't set off until after the first month." It can be lived at home in March and April. ”

When Zhao Xiyun heard that his father could live at home for three or four months, he was even more happy, and when he saw Tan Gong coming in with a snack, he hurriedly stepped forward to take it and sent it to Zhao Youlin: "Father tasted Uncle Wang's craftsmanship, and the third brother said it was excellent." ”

But seeing that there was still a colorful pennant on the yellow pastry, Zhao Youlin smiled and said, "Isn't it eaten on the Double Ninth Festival?" Why did you send this today? ”

"Isn't it the Chung Yeung Festival today?"

Zhao Youlin raised his head and calculated in his heart, and suddenly smiled: "Dad is old now, and he can't remember the days." ”

Zhao Xiyun took chopsticks and put a piece of Chongyang cake on a small plate, and handed it to Zhao Youlin with both hands: "Daddy is all about learning, how can he remember these miscellaneous things?" ”

Zhao Youlin ordered someone to take a knife, cut off a thin piece, and put it on his daughter's forehead in person, and said with a smile: "May my son be high in everything." ”

Zhao Xiyun smiled in his eyes and hurriedly thanked his father. She gently stroked the Chongyang cake slice that her father put on her forehead with her own hands, and she only felt that her heart was full. How many times did she dream of her father and mother in her dreams, and how many times did she fantasize that she could be like Rui Xue, being loved by her father.

Now, it's all come true. She also has a father who builds Chongyang cake slices for herself.

"Come, eat with Daddy." Zhao Youlin hugged his daughter on his lap and personally gave her a chopstick chongyang cake, "Is it delicious?" ”

Zhao Xiyun nodded: "Dad eats it too." ”

Zhao Youlin took a big bite: "Dad hasn't eaten Chongyang cake for many years." It smells so good! Daddy will take you out to climb the heights, okay to fly a kite? ”

"Really? The third brother gave me a butterfly kite yesterday, but it looks good. ”

Zhao Youlin hugged his daughter tightly and said, "Daddy can make a kite for you?" ”

"Daddy can make kites?"

Zhao Youlin smiled: "How could it not? It's just that it's not as fine as it is sold outside, but I'm afraid you'll feel that it's not good-looking. ”

"Why doesn't my daughter think so?"

Tie the shelf, paste the paper, paint a few strokes of ink and bamboo, and a simple square kite is ready. Zhao Youlin picked Zhao Xiyun up and said with a smile: "Yun'er writes a few words on it." ”

"I ...... I don't write well......"

"Why, your handwriting is very good. Write down what you want to say the most, and when the time comes, we will release it, and the old lady will be able to see it, and it will help you realize what you want in your heart. ”

Zhao Xiyun asked in surprise, "Really?" Can the old lady really see what I have written and do what I want? ”

Zhao You's forehead is said to be.

Zhao Xiyun picked up the pen and wrote a line on the kite, smiling with satisfaction.

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Chongyang cake is also known as flower cake and chrysanthemum cake. It is to mix glutinous rice flour and japonica rice flour with brown sugar to make a paste, then add white sugar and stir, then put bean paste, steam it in the basket, and finally sprinkle some preserved fruits and the like, cut it into a diamond shape, and then insert a small colored flag on it.

Song Wu Zimu's "Dream Lianglu" recorded: "On this day, the people of the capital store steamed cakes with sugar noodles...... Insert a small bunting, named 'Chongyang Cake'.

Ming Liu Tong and Yu Yizheng's "Imperial Scenery and Things" has a record that their parents will welcome their daughters to eat flower cakes on Chongyang Day.