The masters would not say anything in front of him, and Song Yushu would not ask, but just pretended not to know, and showed the paintings he brought to Master Zhou.

Painting is like an extra talent for Song Yushu, he hardly needs to learn much, as long as it is a painting he has seen, even if it is just a glance, he can write down how to paint.

It's just that compared to reading, games like painting for fun are obviously not suitable for him, so he rarely picks up the paintbrush.

Zhou Yannian smiled as soon as he saw Song Yushu's painting.

Song Yushu bowed his head in shame.

This painting may be pretty good in the eyes of others, but the master knows that he hardly wastes any thought in painting, and when others see the paintings he gave him as a birthday gift, they will think that he is shabby, but he can be regarded as having a bit of true temperament.

But this is not the case for him.

However, Zhou Yannian didn't say anything about this painting, and even Master Jiang didn't speak.

"Why don't you come with me today?"

Zhou Yannian asked Jiang Jianwei.

Although he knew that it was unlikely, his old friend's cold and indifferent temperament made him really unable to help it.

As expected, it was rejected.

"Okay, I'll come back early if I have the opportunity today, and there are still a few jars of good wine under the plum tree in my yard, and I'll drink with you when I come back."

After speaking, he took Song Yushu and got into the carriage to go to the Wang family for a banquet.

The Wang family has an extraordinary reputation in the local area, and on the day of the birthday banquet, the carriages and people coming and going to congratulate the birthday were solidly blocked on a street.

Zhou Yannian took Song Yushu to line up outside.

Xiao Tong looked at the carriages, horses and people lined up in front of them, and couldn't help but speak: "The Wang family is so pompous. ”

Zhou Yannian gently tapped Xiao Tong's head: "If you like it, I'll leave you here?" ”

Xiao Tong hurriedly shook his head: "I don't want it, I want to serve Mr." ”

Xiao Tong is only eight or nine years old, he is a child picked up by Zhou Yannian on the side of the road, although he usually lets him serve pen and ink in the study, but he is not strict with him, so Tong Er is bold towards Zhou Yannian, and he is not much afraid.

Song Yushu watched quietly from the side, and did not make a sound.

Anyway, there is still a while to enter the door, and Zhou Yannian teased Song Yushu: "You are becoming more and more calm, but how did I hear that you have been very busy lately, and you have less time to read." ”

Song Yushu knew that he copied books and sold firewood to make money, and although he was not ashamed, he didn't know how to take it.

Sir, do you think he's not doing his homework well lately?

Zhou Yannian observed that although he was a little flustered in his heart, he still maintained his composure on his face, and he no longer opened his mouth and continued to embarrass him.

Whose student is distressed, Song Yushu is a good seedling that he likes at a glance.

It's okay to remind some properly, and it's not too late to talk about other things when the birthday banquet of the palace is over.

-

Squeak and Li Dahu agreed with them today, the matter of catching gnats has been handed over to Li Dahu to preside, and when Song Yushu comes back tomorrow, they will go to the town to sell gnats.

Because of the lesson learned from the first two times she sneaked out, Squeak decided that she would stay at home and take good care of Yun Niang on this day.

Li Dahu naturally has no opinion, as long as she doesn't go to the town to sell gnats, she doesn't need to squeak and make preparations for catching gnats, and if she doesn't appear for a day and a half, it will naturally not affect anything.

And inside the thatched house of the Song family, Squeak is as diligent as a little bee at this time.

A moment is it:

"Auntie, are you thirsty, squeak and pour you tea."

A moment is it:

"Auntie, are you hot or not, squeak and fan you."

A moment is it:

"Auntie, are you tired, squeak and rest with you."

......

This is too lively for Yun Niang.

Song Yushu usually doesn't say that he is not at home, even if he is at home, it is rare for their mother and son to create so many lively movements.

But now that there is one more squeak in the house, the atmosphere is completely different.

Yun Niang's mouth kept a smile on her lips, and she responded from time to time, such as:

"A-Niang is not thirsty, thank you for squeaking."

Like what:

"It's squeaky hot, is it okay for A-Niang to squeak a fan?"

If Squeak refuses, A-Niang will happily praise Squeak for being the most sensible baby, and then symbolically enjoy the family fun of squeaking and squeaking a few times to fan her.

When Squeak came to care about whether she was tired or not, Yun Niang even held Squeak in her arms and said softly:

"Then are we squeaky or not? Xiaoshu is not at home, and it has to work hard for us to take care of A-Niang for so long. ”

After such a long time, Squeak didn't leave her half a step, and from time to time she had to create a little demand for her, bring her tea and water and fan, I really don't know whose baby pimple it is, so painful.

The squeaky little face was buried in Yun Niang's arms, and Yun Niang's expression could not be seen, but he could smell the natural warm aroma of Yun Niang's body, which made people relax unconsciously.

Squeak rubbed Yun Niang with her little face, and the praised little face was a little hot:

"It's a little hard, but Squeak likes to take care of A-Niang."

Yun Niang hugged Squeak tightly.

Although there is no blood relationship, she just feels that she is very close to Squeak, as if she has a biological daughter in addition to Xiaoshu.

This child seems to be a little naughty to look at, but whether it is for her or Xiaoshu, it is excellent.

In the end, Squeak took a nap in Yun Niang's arms, and had a warm and soft dream full of infinitely beautiful dreams.

-

When she woke up from a nap, Squeak still seemed to be a little awake, Yun Niang noticed her movements, guessed that Squeak might be awake, and asked in a low voice:

"Is Squeak awake?"

Squeak just woke up, and only after half a beat did he answer Yun Niang in a milky voice.

At this time, Yun Niang moved her body slightly and "looked" towards the door.

"It's going to rain outside, can you squeak and help A-Niang close the doors and windows?"

Squeak rubbed his eyes, slipped from Yun Niang's arms to the ground, and also looked up at the sky outside.

"Is it going to rain?"

It seems that the sun does get a little darker, but Squeak doesn't understand what it has to do with the rain.

Only people like Yun Niang, who have lived here for many years, and who are sensitive to the weather, can smell the gradually moistening water vapor in the air and the fishy smell of earth.

Yun Niang was faintly worried: "Yes, it's going to rain." ”

I'm afraid, it's still a heavy rainstorm.

Squeak nodded obediently, if it rains, then just listen to A-Niang to close the doors and windows.

She also sensibly took the baskets that were drying at the door and went home.

And when she was walking on her little short legs and struggling to hold her little paws to check whether the doors and windows were closed, she heard a sudden loud bang outside, followed by the sound of crackling raindrops.