Qing Baohu looked at him suspiciously, feeling that whether it was his actions or tone, how could he be so awkward!

He usually runs by running, but today he actually walked slowly.

He usually speaks quickly, but today he is so slow.

He is usually very loud, but today's sentence is so soft and soft.

This......

Something is wrong, something is wrong!

"Yueyue, are you sick and talking so slowly?" Qingbao stretched out his hand and covered Fang Qingyue's forehead, and after feeling that it was not hot, he said with confidence: "Don't burn." ”

The cold and delicate little hands, like a piece of fine jade, are cool and moist. But this coolness, in this cold snow, did not make Fang Qingyue feel cold, on the contrary, he felt that the place covered by the little hand gradually became hot, surprisingly hot, surprisingly hot, so hot that sweat was about to ooze out of his forehead, so hot that he felt indescribably ironing and suitability in his heart.

"Treasure... Bao..."The name he shouted out was a little stumbling, and his face was as red as a cloud.

The little boy who had been determined to move closer to the gentle and elegant since last night was beaten back to his original form after wearing the "gentle and elegant" mask for only one morning under the destruction of a small hand.

Seeing that he was fine, Qingbao withdrew his hand, took out the key to open the door, and explained to Fang Qingyue: "My fifth uncle's family is back, and our family went to his house today." ”

Fang Qingyue wanted to explain the letter to Qing Bao, but Banxia never left Qing Bao's side, so he never had the opportunity to talk to Qing Bao alone.

And Qingbao led him to the backyard study, took out a book, and the slightly flattering other party Qingyue smiled: "I flipped through the third brother's book last night, and I don't know a few words in it, you teach me to recognize it." ”

The characters that Qingbao learns are simplified, but here they are in traditional Chinese, so when reading, there will always be words that you don't know. Some words can be blinded in context, while others can't.

Fang Qingyue took the book, leaned next to Qingbao, and whispered: "Which word do you not know?" ”

"This, this, and this, and this sentence I don't know a word......"

Banxia stood by the door, looking at the golden boy and girl in front of him.

The girl is beautiful and delicate, and the boy is handsome and hearty.

The beautiful lips and teeth are smiling, and the handsome eyes seem to be affectionate.

Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, ears and temples grinding, affectionate.

This paragraph is beautiful, beautiful as a painting, like a song.

Fang Qingyue couldn't wait to get along with Qingbao for a while, and when he saw that Qingbao wanted to read and write, he immediately struck while the iron was hot and said that he wanted to teach Qingbao to write.

Qingbao can't write calligraphy, and when Sansi Zhu first learned to practice calligraphy, she also wanted to follow the practice, but at that time, she was busy making sugar every day to make money, so she threw this thing down, and now that she has time, she naturally wants to learn.

Although she can't be a talented woman, she has a good handwriting, and she can get it no matter what time it is.

Bringing a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, grinding the ink, and laying the paper, Fang Qingyue wrote a few words by himself, and then preached to Qingbao: "The first thing to do when you learn to practice calligraphy is Linmo. Tomorrow I will bring you a copybook, and today you will write it in my handwriting several times. When writing, you have to ...... carefully with every stroke, "The words are written in a good way, and the words are also transparent and easy to understand."

Qingbao learned calligraphy in his last life when he was in elementary school, but he hasn't taken a brush for so many years, except for the posture of holding the pen, he still remembers, and the rest is all returned to the teacher. So this time, I learned it from scratch.

Carefully rubbing the strokes written by Fang Qingyue, Qingbao learned very carefully. Fang Qingyue watched from the side, occasionally guiding her on some matters to pay attention to, and the two of them learned and taught one by one, and they also had a tacit understanding of cooperation.

When Qingbao lowered his head, a few strands of hair hung down and brushed across his face, and Qingbao was engrossed in writing, as if he didn't notice.

Fang Qingyue tilted his head to look at the few hairs that fluttered through the fine porcelain-like skin, only to feel that those hairs were not on the face of the little girl in front of him, but on his heart.

Slightly itchy, slightly crispy.

Like a breeze blowing through the tips.

Like spring rain falling into light dust.

Little Fang Qingyue's heart was a little messy!

Qingbao's calligraphy didn't learn for a few days, and the Spring Festival came.

This year, the Xia family did not go back to the village for the New Year, but spent it in the city.

Mrs. Xia, who felt sorry for her youngest son, was afraid that her youngest son would have no place to live when he returned to the village, so she spent the New Year at her youngest son's house.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Xia Shouye and Xia Shouquan's family specially rushed over from the village to accompany Old Mrs. Xia and Old Man Xia to have a New Year's dinner in the city.

The Xingshi of the New Year moved everyone to come to other people's houses for the New Year, which made the Yang family and the Zhang family very dissatisfied, but Mrs. Xia insisted on not going back, and they had no choice but to go home in the moonlight after eating the New Year's dinner. It's not that the two brothers in the city don't keep guests, but the ancestral hall will be opened early the next morning to worship their ancestors, and there must be men in the family to participate.

Since Old Man Xia didn't go back, Xia Shouye, as the eldest son, must go.

After the two families returned to the village, they did not go to the door of Xia Shouzu's house for a whole New Year, nor did they come to pick up Mrs. Xia and Mr. Xia to go back.

Xia Shouping was probably depressed by his mother's unique love for the fifth brother, and he didn't say that he would take his father and mother to live for a few days, so Qingbao's family was rarely quiet, and Mrs. Xia and Old Man Xia had been living in Xia Shouzu's house.

Since the second day of the first lunar month, Xia Shouping and Huang Liuniang began to pay New Year's greetings to their relatives.

This society attaches great importance to New Year's greetings, and when guests come to pay New Year's greetings, they must keep food. And Xia Shouping and Huang Liuniang have many relatives, Xia Shouping's aunts, uncles, aunts, and aunts, Huang Liuniang has to add brothers and sisters...... This worship was until the twenty-fifth day of the first month.

During the Chinese New Year, candy is a consumable that sells very quickly, Ding Liu kept coming to Qingbao's house to urge them to hurry up and make sugar, but Xia Shouping and Huang Liuniang spent all their time on New Year's greetings, and this sugar-making matter was all pressed on the four pillars Qingbao and Banxia.

The third and fourth pillars also took annual leave, and the school did not start until the fifteenth day of the first month. Mr. Fu returned to his hometown, and it is said that he will not return until the beginning of March. So before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the children at home were there.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, not long after Huang Liuniang and Xia Shouping left, a carriage stopped at the door of Qingbao's house.

Qingbao and the six of them were all making sugar in the kitchen, and no one heard the door, and Qingbao still knew that someone was standing at the kitchen door when he felt that the light in the kitchen was dim.

When she saw the merry man standing at the door with a smiling face, she couldn't help but shout: "Ding Pan'an? ”

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and the six girls are still so affectionate!" Ding Panan stepped into the kitchen with a smile, stood in front of Qingbao, and habitually pulled the small bun on her head with his hand.

Qingbao dodged while pushing Ding Panan out with his hand: "Don't move blindly, I finally combed it." ”

Ding Pan'an is tall and tall, which can be pushed by a small Qingbao, so Qingbao's hair did not escape Ding Pan'an's clutches.

The two were making a fuss, and a cold snort suddenly came from the door, and an obviously displeased voice followed: "Don't make trouble, Liuya is so big, you touch her, let outsiders see what she says, I'm afraid that Liuya's reputation will be ruined!" ”

Ding Pan'an narrowed his eyes, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he didn't turn back, just fiddled with Qingbao's hair, and mocked unceremoniously: "Liuya is still so young, I'm afraid that only people with wrong minds can give birth to those dirty thoughts, right?" ”

The left sentence is not right, and the right sentence is dirty, which makes Qing Baoqi's face white, and his hands tremble vigorously.

Qing Bao saw that the relationship between the two seemed to be a little stiff, so she smirked and said to Xia Yu: "Sister, why didn't you call someone to deliver a letter when you came, my father and mother just left and went to the fifth aunt's house." ”

Xia Yu didn't talk to her, but stared at Ding Pan'an's hand pulling Qingbao's hair, walked over with a calm face, and opened Ding Pan'an's hand with a snap, Ding Pan'an's hand was holding Qingbao's hair, as soon as his hand was missed, Qingbao's hair in his hand was naturally not spared, Qingbao screamed "ah", and tears of pain flowed out.

Ding Panan hurriedly let go of his hand, and hurriedly used his hand to touch the place where Qingbao was dragged and hurt, and while helping Qingbao rub his scalp, he comforted softly: Liuya, I hurt you, right? Be good, don't cry, Brother Ding will buy you candy for a while......"

Qingbao is also an adult's psychology, this pain is still unbearable, I didn't think about crying at all, but it hurt too much to be pulled, and tears turned in my reflexive eyes.

As soon as I heard Ding Panan coax her with a coaxing tone, = Qingbao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a forced smile: "It's okay, I don't hurt." ”

Xia Yu next to him saw Ding Pan'an being so gentle to Qing Bao, and Qing Bao actually broke into a smile under his touch and persuasion, and couldn't help but be jealous, and said sneeringly: "Yo, this Lang is a concubine, we idle people are standing here, it's a bit of an eyesore, right?" Two pillars and three pillars, you all come out with me, let's make room for them! ”

Originally, as soon as Ding Pan'an came in, the four pillars stopped what they were doing and wanted to say hello to their brother-in-law, but they didn't expect that before they could say hello, the eldest sister and brother-in-law pinched it.

The four pillars were also shot while lying down, and they were named, so they had to stand up.

Sanzhu stretched out his hand and dragged Qingbao over and hid him behind him, while Erzhu put his arm around Ding Pan'an's shoulders, hugged him and walked out, and said uncontrollably: "Brother-in-law, when did you come back?" I didn't send someone to send a letter earlier, my father and mother have been talking to you several times......"

"Eldest sister, your clothes are so beautiful and expensive, aren't they? Let's go to the living room and talk, there is a lot of oil and smoke here, but don't get your clothes dirty. Sizhu tugged on Xia Yu's sleeve and dragged Xia Yu out.