As night falls, the stars shine, and the streets on both sides are still lined with people singing and dancing, dressed in beautiful costumes and holding various musical instruments, and people are constantly joining the party.

That's great! Hu Dajing sighed, if there is no trouble, then dance and sing, if you have troubles, then go to the bathhouse to take a bath, this is the life of the gods!

I wonder if Chang'an a thousand years ago was also so lively?

"Third sister, did you beat Brother Sen today because of me?"

When Hu Dajing heard her ask, he was stunned, shook his head and said, "Children don't think too much, they won't grow tall." ”

In Hu Dajing's view, Zhang Yusen is a bear child, life is smooth, too proud, if you don't beat it now, what will happen in the future?

"Oh." Hu Yangyao lowered his head, a little disappointed.

Hu Dajing felt that this child had a lot of eyes all day long, and he was too sensitive.

"Do you know why you don't grow tall?"

Hu Dajing looked at Hu Yangyao, who had just reached her nose.

Hu Yangyao was just ten years old, and a child of this age had not yet jumped up, Hu Dajing was three years older than him, half a head taller than him.

"Why?"

"Because I think about it too much, my head is too heavy, and I don't have a long head."

Hu Yangyao smiled, and his smile looked particularly good in the blue night.

"Let's go! Your aunt must be in a hurry! ”

Two little hands pulled together.

Steward Xue sat leisurely on the steps outside the mansion and took a nap, his mustache fluttering playfully with his breathing.

Hu Dajing and Hu Yangyao respectively grabbed his two mustaches, and Steward Xue woke up.

The two little heads gathered together smiled and said, "Steward Xue is good!" ”

Steward Xue wiped his saliva: "Sanniang, Siniang, I'm back." ”

"How can Steward Xue fall asleep here?" Hu Yangyao said with concern, "It's not good if the wind blows." ”

"Out of the way, out of the way." Steward Xue's heart swelled with emotion.

After the three of them entered the house, Hu Yangyao let go of his hand and happily pounced on the third aunt who was standing outside the courtyard with an anxious look.

"A-Niang, we're back."

"My son."

Mother and daughter hugged each other tightly.

Steward Xue, who was standing aside to persuade him, couldn't stop wiping his tears.

Hu Dajing raised her feet and walked towards Tianqing Courtyard, she was not interested in this kind of warm scene of mother and daughter getting together.

"Jing Niang." The third aunt called Hu Dajing.

Hu Dajing turned his head in confusion.

"Thank you."

Hu Dajing felt that this gratitude was a bit abrupt.

On the way back, she was still wondering if Rong Xiaoniang would tear her hair when she saw her? So is she fighting back? Or is it better to let it tear up?

"No thanks, I took her out after all." Hu Dajing thought about it and replied.

Steward Xue wiped the last drop of eye from the corner of his eye, and shouted at Hu Dajing: "Sanniang, you are getting better and better!" ”

Hu Dajing's figure paused, and he ran quickly.

"Steward Xue is right, the third sister is indeed getting better and better!"

Steward Xue rolled his little thumb and nodded with his upturned mustache.

……

Zhang Yusen ran from Xue Song's house to Taiming Lake in one go, and sat on the big rock by the lake, sad.

On the shore of Taiming Lake, the cool breeze is blowing, the willow branches are swaying, Zhang Yusen's messy hair is fluttering, and the lonely back is particularly sad.

Li Chengran held a dogtail grass in his mouth and squatted under the big stone: "Asen, the sun has set, do we want to go back?" ”

"Don't!" Zhang Yusen buried his head in his knees, his voice muffled.

Li Chengran was depressed, don't want it, why is it so fierce?

"Then I'm going back, my aunt made scallion vinegar chicken tonight." Li Chengran stood up and patted the dust on his body.

"No way!" Zhang Yusen got up violently and stood on the big rock.

Li Chengran raised his head, looked at each other, the dogtail grass in his mouth fell, and his fingers trembled: "Ah Sen, your face ......"

Zhang Yusen jumped off the stone, lay on the edge of the lake, looked at the black swollen right face, and finally couldn't help crying bitterly, and the grievances in his heart gushed out......

The waterfowl on the lake were frightened and screamed in horror.

Zhang Yusen, who was lost in his soul, dragged his swollen face and red and swollen eyes, and was sent home by the warm-hearted Li Chengran.

Li Chengran kept comforting him that on the surface of the lake was his appearance in his previous life.

When he returned home, he shut himself in the house, did not eat or drink, and did not want to see anyone.

The entire Zhang Mansion was in a panic.

……

Hu Dajing was lying on the first few cases and looked at the "Book of Filial Piety", this thin book is a must-have for every household.

There are not many traditional characters in it, but she can still skim and read smoothly. The whole article is about "filial piety", moving filial piety to loyalty, from the small family to everyone.

Hu Dajing still thinks it's quite interesting.

Dripping beads bring a candle.

"Little lady, it's late, let's rest quickly."

"I'll look at it for a while." Hu Dajing stared at the book in his hand obsessively.

Dizhu wondered: "Can the little lady understand?" ”

Since the death of Mrs. Tang Qing, she and Yucui have been following Sanniang, knowing that Sanniang's most disgusting thing is reading, which is worse than asking for Sanniang's life, it is really unexpected, Sanniang is now holding this terrible thing?

Only then did Hu Dajing remember that the original owner was illiterate.

Suddenly closed the book and said calmly: "I'm going to read tomorrow, I want to know what these words look like." ”

Dizhu sneered: "It's good." ”

At this time, I heard Daddy Hu's inquiry in the courtyard: "Jing Niang can sleep?" ”

"Back to Ah Lang, never." Yu Cui replied.

"Okay, I'll go in and have a look."

Dizhu lifted the bead curtain, and after Daddy Hu came in, the house was suddenly splendid.

Daddy Hu is wearing a blue robe this time, but what remains unchanged is that the clothes are still embroidered with gold ingots, he is really a flamboyant rich man.

Hu Dajing stood up and was a little dazzling: "Daddy, it's so late, why are you here?" ”

"I'm coming to see you."

He remembered that his daughters were going to the academy for testing tomorrow, Hu Yufei was not worried, but he was worried about Hu Dajing, so he came to comfort him.

Father and daughter sit cross-legged.

Father Hu glanced at the book on the table, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Jing Niang doesn't have to force herself. ”

Hu Dajing sighed.

"Daddy knows that you will definitely not pass the test, and you don't have to work so hard, you can't read this book." Daddy Hu pointed to the books lying alone on a few cases.

Hu Dajing is also accustomed to doubts, and knows that explanations are in vain, and questioning is the right behavior.

"Daddy, thank you for coming so late to comfort me."

Father Hu looked at his sensible daughter and patted his round belly: "Jing Niang doesn't have to be arrogant, you can learn to do business with me." ”

"We'll see when the time comes."

She won't go into business and accumulate family business for Hu Yuze in vain.

"I'll give you the six hundred taels of silver." Daddy Hu reached for his cuffs.

Hu Dajing stopped Daddy Hu's movements, remembered the book he had just read, and applied what he had learned, so he was modest: "Daddy, look at you, it's so polite." ”

"Okay, ambitious." Father Hu thought that his Jing Niang was going to struggle, so he withdrew his hand.

Hu Dajing was dumbfounded, her father was too unkind.

So, I listened to Daddy Hu's nonsense all the time.

After he left, Hu Dajing couldn't help but bang his head against the wall, and Di Zhu wanted to persuade him quickly.

"Little lady, don't be impulsive!"

"Craftsman Zhao is still living in the mansion!"