Occasionally, copying scriptures and practicing calligraphy can always make Shen Yuechen feel calm and forget everything that happened around him for a while.

When she was a child, she followed her master to copy scriptures in the Buddha hall every day, which was the best way for her to pass the time.

The intriguing recitation, the sound of the wooden fish that is clear and more into the ears, in the dark, all kinds of memories of the past life, and the deep uneasiness in the heart, also slowly become fleeting, and the silk is entangled, and it turns into those words and sentences with immeasurable merits.

Shen Yuechen copied for a long time, until the light outside the window changed from white to dim, and suddenly realized that the hour was not early. She put down the brush, moved her neck a little, turned her head to look at Cuixin, who was sitting on the embroidery pier, supporting her head with one hand, quietly dozing, smiled slightly, reached out and gently patted her shoulder, and reminded in a whisper: "Cuixin, it's time to prepare tea." ”

Hearing this, a spirit stood up, and before she could speak, she saw Shen Yuechen making a quiet gesture to her, hurriedly closed her mouth, rubbed her eyes, and walked out of the house lightly.

Shen Yuechen turned to look at the bed, only to see that Zhu Jintang was still facing away from the bed, sleeping soundly. She walked over to the bed and called him tentatively, softly.

She thought that he would not react, but who knows, Zhu Jintang moved his shoulders, turned over and sat up, Qingjun's face was a little tired, but his eyes were clear.

At this time, Chun Ming and Mingyue had already brought tea and towels up, and then stood respectfully by the bed, waiting for the dispatch.

Shen Yuechen hurriedly picked up the tea bowl, brought it to Zhu Jintang's mouth, and said gently: "It's time to go to the main courtyard for dinner." ”

When Zhu Jintang heard this, he picked up the tea and rinsed his mouth, spit it in the spittoon next to the bed, and then picked up a towel and wiped his face.

Shen Yuechen immediately changed another cup of tea and handed it to him to quench his thirst, Zhu Jintang drank the tea, and the dryness in his throat when he slept immediately disappeared a lot.

Shen Yuechen personally dressed him, and Zhu Jintang stood in place, stretched out his arms, and let her dress and tie himself, his eyes inadvertently fell on the desk a few steps away.

Cui Xin was about to put away all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on the table, but unexpectedly, Zhu Jintang suddenly said, "Wait first." ”

Shen Yuechen had just tied his belt for him, and when he saw him suddenly speak, he walked straight to the table and hurriedly followed.

Zhu Jintang stretched out his hand to pick up a page of scriptures spread on the table, and his heart couldn't help but move, only to see that the handwriting on it was beautiful but free and easy, not only the beauty of his daughter's family, but also a little bit of a man's eternal flying, the combination of rigidity and softness, and the degree of retraction, which is very rare.

Today, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that such a good hand would come from a woman's family in the inner courtyard of the boudoir.

Zhu Jintang knew that Shen Yuechen was a woman who knew literature and ink, but he didn't know that her calligraphy was so good......

Shen Yuechen stood aside, seeing that he was serious like an old man, he raised his hand to pick up his writing, looked at it carefully, couldn't help blushing slightly, coughed lightly and said: "The concubine is clumsy, so that the uncle laughs." ”

She reached out to take the scripture in his hand as she spoke, but Zhu Jintang deliberately raised his hand to dodge, turned his head to look at her, his star-like pupils flickered slightly, and suddenly asked, "How many years have you been learning calligraphy?" ”

Shen Yuechen lowered her head and replied: "The concubine has been learning calligraphy since she was a child, and it has been ten years. ”

When Zhu Jintang heard this, he raised his eyebrows, after only ten years, he can practice such a good hand, presumably it must be a famous teacher and a high apprentice.

"And who is your master? Who is the master calligrapher? ”

Although Shen Yuechen didn't look up, he also felt the burning gaze he cast, and his face was a little feverish: "The master of the concubine body is not a celebrity. The concubine's master is Jingchen Shitai of Jingyue Nunnery, just a bland monk. ”

Zhu Jintang was a little surprised, but she didn't expect her master to be a monk...... However, even if she is a monk, she is by no means an ordinary person, and she must also be an incognito outsider.

His dark eyes blinked, and he couldn't help but be a little more curious about her, "Do you know that your handwriting is good, even those talented bachelors who have studied hard for more than ten years may not be able to have such talents." ”

Zhu Jintang didn't skimp on his praise, Shen Yuechen couldn't help but shake his head shyly when he heard it, and his earlobes turned red. "Uncle is too elevated as a concubine. This is just a small skill of carving insects, practice makes perfect, and the concubine is really embarrassed to show off in front of the uncle......" She said as she reached out and pulled out the paper in Zhu Jintang's hand, handed it to Cui Xin, and whispered timidly: "Hurry up and clean up." ”

Her face was shy and a little helpless, which made Zhu Jintang's heart move again, and he couldn't help but want to reach over and touch his flushed cheeks.

The time to say goodbye is approaching. Shen Yuechen turned his head to look at Zhu Jintang, who was still standing still, gently pulled his cuffs, and reminded, "Uncle, it's time for us to go over and say goodbye." ”

The corners of Zhu Jintang's mouth moved slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his expressionless face. "Got it, let's go."

As the sun sets, the sky is getting darker, and the lights are lit up and down one after another in the Zhu Mansion, which is bright. At this time, the two rooms of the Zhu family were gathered in the old lady's house, and Zhu Jintang and Shen Yuechen came a little late.

Old Man Zhu still looked groggy, leaning on the chair motionless, closing his eyes and recuperating, half-asleep.

Mrs. Zhu sat next to her, holding a rosary, discussing something with Li Shichai, who was sitting upright under her, while Chai Shi got up and stood behind her, gently pinching her shoulder.

The two brothers, Zhu Feng and Zhu Jun, were silent, each holding a tea bowl and drinking tea, with neither verbal communication nor eye contact.

Zhu Jintang and Shen Yuechen greeted everyone in turn, and Old Man Zhu finally opened his squinted eyes, looked at Shen Yuechen, and beckoned: "Daughter-in-law Sun, come here." ”

Shen Yuechen was slightly stunned, hurriedly stepped forward, and blessed his body again, I don't know what the old man will suddenly order?

Old Madam Zhu glanced at her husband, only to see him take out a pair of mutton fat white jade auspicious peace rings worn with red rope from his sleeve pocket, and handed them to her, "Well, this gadget is just right for you little couple to carry, and it is auspicious." ”

Seeing this, Shen Yuechen hurriedly stretched out his hands, respectfully followed, and bowed his knees and thanked: "Daughter-in-law Sun thanks the old man for the reward." ”

When Old Man Zhu heard this, he smiled happily, raised his hand and pointed at the two of them, and continued: "Jintang, you have to work harder, and strive to let grandpa hug another great-grandson as soon as possible, you know?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone lowered their heads and laughed silently, and Shen Yuechen burned even more.

Zhu Jintang looked serious and replied, "Yes, my grandson knows." ”

After sitting down, the blush on Shen Yuechen's face still hadn't faded for a long time, and the gaze of the Chai family on the other side kept rolling on her face and body, making her feel uncomfortable. After a while, she got up again, and wanted to go see Brother Ming.

When the old lady heard this, she hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Well, it's okay, you go and bring him over, just let Jintang take a look." ”

Shen Yuechen took the words and walked away, personally hugged Brother Ming out, and did not forget to remind him in a whisper on the way: "Wait a while, those who want to see you are your family members in this life, you must not cry, just laugh when you meet people." ”

Brother Ming, who was in the swaddling clothes, twisted his body dissatisfiedly, and was just about to grin, but was stopped by Shen Yuechen with his eyes.

Shen Yuechen hugged Brother Ming in, and the old lady couldn't wait to stretch out her hands and said, "Come here, let me hug me." ”

Shen Yuechen carefully sent Brother Ming into the old lady's arms, and as soon as the old lady hugged him, her mouth immediately kept calling her heart.

Old Man Zhu, who was originally crooked, also came to his senses, leaned over, looked at the little man in the swaddling clothes, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and pick it up, see if this little guy has grown heavy?" ”

The old lady hugged the swaddling clothes in her arms tightly, and her brows furrowed slightly: "How can such a young child weigh it?" What should I do if I hurt my lower back? ”

The old man snorted impatiently, and said anxiously: "If you want to weigh it, you can weigh it!" If you don't come, then let me come. ”

The old man hasn't seen his precious great-grandson for some days recently, and he finally saw it, so he naturally wants to be close.

The old lady didn't follow, for fear that he would lose his sense of proportion because he didn't have anything light or heavy on his hands. The old man stood up anxiously, and wanted to snatch the child from her hand immediately.

The two old men usually have their own style and shelf, but now, because of holding their grandson, they have lost their temper with each other, just like two angry children, which really makes people cry and laugh.

Seeing this, Zhu Feng hurriedly got up and grabbed his father's arm, and persuaded in a good voice: "Dad, the child is still young, and his bones have not grown hard, and he doesn't weigh a few taels." You might as well sit back and watch. ”

The old man glanced at his son, sat down a little sullenly, deliberately turned his back to his wife, and snorted softly: "If you don't hug it, you won't hug it." ”

When the old lady saw his tempered appearance, she was speechless for a moment, and only lowered her head to her great-grandson to coax and tease, and her face was full of love.

It wasn't the first time that Brother Ming had seen her, and he remembered what Shen Yuechen had told him just now, so he had to grin. Who knows, his smile almost made the old lady cry excitedly, put his cheek against his little face, and choked slightly: "Our brother Ming will laugh, will laugh." ”

When everyone heard this, they all stepped forward to take a look at Brother Ming, and when they saw that he was really laughing, they couldn't help but echo the old lady and said a lot of nice auspicious words.

Shen Yuechen stood on the side, motionless, with a faint hint of relief between her eyebrows.

He was really smart, and he knew that he should accept what was in front of him and go with the truth.