"Su'er, salute my aunt and brother. Zhao Baiyi patted his son's head and smiled and asked him to say hello.

Zhao Su saluted obediently, and the etiquette was full of etiquette: "My nephew has seen my eldest aunt and eldest brother." ”

Zhao Shu touched his hair and smiled lightly: "Get up." ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled beside him and asked, "Didn't you see me? Why don't you say hello to Uncle Seven?" It seems that Uncle Seven has prepared an eagle for you." As he spoke, he took out a wooden eagle carving with wings spread from behind him. An eagle carved from pear wood is nearly two feet high, with sharp eyes, beautiful lines, and pieces of feathers on its body are carefully carved, which is particularly exquisite.

Zhao Su was stunned for a moment, happily ran over and hugged the wood carving in his arms, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Uncle Seven!"

Zhao Qingyan didn't let go completely, his left hand was still gently holding the wood carving, and said with a light smile: "It's very heavy, be careful not to fall down and hit your feet." Bent down slightly and raised the wood carving a little higher, making it more convenient for Zhao Su to watch.

The face is still pale and bloodless, the delicate facial features are soft and warm, there is a shallow smile on the lips, and there is a smile in the eyes, there is no impatience, and it is extremely careful. Such a cloud ink ...... It doesn't seem to be any different from before, and there is no disguise to be seen. Zhao Shu looked at him secretly, thinking a little in his heart, and not showing any thoughts on his face.

Zhao Ying also walked over, squatting down and meeting Zhao Su's eye level: "Xiao Su likes eagles?"

Zhao Su nodded vigorously, his eyes were full of yearning: "Dad said that there are many eagles on the grassland, and they fly very high, and they can catch a sheep in the sky at once." Moreover, the eagles are particularly handsome, their eyes are made of ice, and anyone who sees them will feel cold. ”

Zhao Ying looked back at Zhao Baiyi and asked, "Did the second brother still tell this kind of story?

Zhao Baiyi smiled: "The story of deceiving children, may it be true?"

Zhao Ying puffed up her mouth and snorted heavily: "The eldest brother and the second brother will deceive people, and they are the most annoying." Brother Mo, what does the eagle on the grassland look like?

Zhao Baiyi looked at Zhao Shu with a smile when he heard this, Zhao Shu spread his hands helplessly, and whispered: "I don't know how I messed with her, she and the queen mother have always said that I love to deceive people." ”

Zhao Baiyi looked at his son, then at Zhao Ying and Zhao Xuan, and sighed lightly: "I can only say that we still won't coax children." Let's see what the seventh brother does, let's learn a little. ”

Zhao Qingyan thought for a while: "I went to the grassland with Master many years ago, but I didn't see a few eagles. They flew so high that only a vague outline could be seen. But it must be fierce, and I heard those people say that the talons of an eagle can directly scratch through the sheepskin, and then catch a sheep into the sky. I don't think those eagles should be much different from the eagles on our side, and when you grow up, you can follow the second brother to hunt with the eagles. ”

Zhao Su stood up, ran to Zhao Baiyi's side and grabbed his sleeve, looked up at him, his watery eyes were full of longing: "Dad, I want to see the eagle, Dad taught me to hunt." ”

Zhao Baiyi had a headache and said, "You are still young and can't hunt." He glared at Zhao Qingyan, as if complaining that he had thrown the trouble to himself.

Zhao Qingyan quickly flipped his wrist, and grasped the wood carving that Zhao Su suddenly let go of in his hand, and then smiled: "Second brother, you can't blame me, the son inherits his father's business, I am helping you edify him." ”

Zhao Su didn't care what they were talking about, just tugging at his father's sleeve and pulling it around, pestering his father to teach him to hunt.

Zhao Baiyi broke Zhao Su's fingers away, leaned over and picked him up and put him on the table on the side: "Su'er, look at your seventh uncle who can't shoot arrows when he's so old, and even more so at such a young age." ”

Zhao Su climbed to the table and looked below, flattening his mouth, like his father stretching out his arms: "Dad, hug, let me go down." ”

Zhao Baiyi took two steps back, with a serious face: "Don't hug it." ”

Zhao Su estimated that it was not the first time that he had been treated like this by his father, and he didn't insist on being rejected, and turned his attention to Zhao Qingyan for help.

Zhao Qingyan pointed to the wheelchair under him, and looked at him helplessly: "I can't stand up, I can't get by, you can find someone else." ”

Zhao Su looked at Zhao Ying and Zhao Ji again with tears in his eyes: "Auntie, big brother...... Help me down. ”

Zhao Ying saw the look in Zhao Baiyi's hand, and tilted his head: "I'm sorry Xiaosu, I can't hold you." Although Zhao Ji wanted to help Zhao Su, he also knew that his uncles were joking, and it was inconvenient for him to interfere, so he lowered his head and did not speak.

Zhao Su finally set his eyes on Zhao Shu, but he didn't ask for help, sniffled, and looked at his father again.

Zhao Shu was stunned: "Why?"

Zhao Ying said: "Because the eldest brother doesn't look like a good person." ”

Zhao Baiyi nodded thoughtfully: "I think so too." ”

Zhao Qingyan smiled slightly: "Brother Huang, go and take him down, the dishes are ready, vacate the table." ”

Zhao Baiyi was just teasing Zhao Su, so naturally he would not object, nodded to Zhao Shu and asked him to "save" Zhao Su, and then asked: "Seventh brother, didn't you cook it yourself? Why did you sit here early before the food was served?"

Zhao Qingyan said angrily: "If you really let me make it myself, you can only eat cold dishes." Most of the dishes were made by me, and I added a few more. Sit down?" nodded to Jin'er, signaling that it was time to serve the food.

After all, it was a brotherly gathering, and there was a lot less etiquette than usual, Zhao Ji and Zhao Ying sat on both sides of Zhao Qingyan, and they were not ranked according to the priority of the eldest and youngest.

Zhao Baiyi added chopsticks and lotus leaf steamed pork, and carefully looked at the lotus leaf spread below: "Where did this lotus leaf come from?" and pointed to the lotus flower not far away.

Zhao Qingyan said: "Yes, at this time, the flowers will begin to wither, and it is a waste not to pick them." How about the dishes that the second brother specially ordered, I took a lot of effort to make them, and the taste is quite satisfactory?"

Zhao Baiyi bowed his head: "The taste is naturally good, and the craftsmanship of the seventh brother has always been good." Hmm, what's wrong with you?" he looked at his son, who couldn't stop moving.

Zhao Su looked at the osmanthus cake in the distance and said, "I want to eat that." ”

Zhao Baiyi said to Pei'er: "Please get him a few pieces." ”

Pei'er went to a porcelain dish from behind, added a few pieces of osmanthus cake and brought it to Zhao Su: "Does Young Master Su still need anything?"

Zhao Su's face turned slightly red: "No." Pell nodded and stepped aside.

Zhao Ying ate the fish meat with good spines and asked, "Brother Mo, when will you take me to your fiefdom to play?"

Zhao Qingyan sandwiched a large piece of delicate and clear fish meat into Zhao Ying's bowl, turned around and handed the dish with a lot of fish bones to the maid who served: "There is nothing in the fiefdom, and it will take a lot of time to take care of it." It will take a year before you can go over to play, otherwise there will be no place to live. ”

Zhao Ying puffed out his mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "It's still so long, and it's ......"

Zhao Qingyan put a steamed dumpling in his mouth and chewed slowly: "And what?"

Zhao Ying's voice was a lot lower, and she looked extremely lost: "And Brother Mo may have his own children by then, and he will definitely not be able to take care of accompanying me." ”

Zhao Shu looked at Zhao Ying when he heard this, and scolded lightly: "What nonsense." ”

Zhao Ying snorted lightly: "That's what I think, I don't want others to take Brother Mo away." ”

Zhao Qingyan reached out and helped her get a strand of hair that almost fell out of the soup behind her, and smiled slightly: "No." ”

When Zhao Su heard their words, he suddenly interjected: "Won't anything? I won't accompany my aunt, or I won't have my own children." ”

"Talking nonsense again!" Zhao Baiyi casually knocked on Zhao Su's head, crying and laughing.

Zhao Su covered his head and looked at his father unconvinced: "Why did my father hit me on the head again?

Zhao Baiyi didn't care: "If you're stupid, you'll be stupid, I'll raise you if you're stupid, so I don't have to worry about your seventh uncle's son every day." ”

Zhao Su muttered: "It's okay to be a sister, Sister Pei'er said that Uncle Seven will have a baby in a few months, how can you blame me?"

Zhao Baiyi was stunned for a moment, looked at Pei'er who moved his gaze into the distance, and laughed: "How many months?

Zhao Qingyan's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, slowly retracted, and looked at Zhao Baiyi, who was laughing, and Zhao Shu, who seemed to be smiling, with an unkind face: "You all deliberately laughed at me, right?

Zhao Shu straightened his face first: "No, Brother Mo misunderstood, this is a good thing, you have a noble son early, and the fourth uncle is so relieved." ”

Zhao Qingyan raised his eyebrows, and asked in an accentuated voice: "Good thing?"

Zhao Baiyi had a serious face: "It's a good thing, but it's a little late, you have to speed up." Otherwise, when the younger siblings pass the door, their stomachs will be big, and they won't look good in clothes. ”

Zhao Ying asked, "Why does my belly get bigger?"

Zhao Baiyi said: "You are still young, you will understand when you get married." ”

Zhao Ying looked at Zhao Qingyan decisively: "Brother Mo, what are they talking about?"

Zhao Qingyan reached out and gave her a piece of rock sugar lotus root, with an expressionless face: "Come, eat, don't listen to the two of them talking nonsense." It's not that you don't know that your eldest brother and second brother never speak well, they will say bullying things, and don't care about what they say. ”

Zhao Ying nodded hurriedly: "Yes, the eldest brother never talks well, he will deceive people, and he is the most annoying." ”

Zhao Shu was stunned and said: "I ......" Poor Zhao Shu was implicated in nothing without doing anything, and he couldn't say anything.

Zhao Baiyi spread his hands and smiled indifferently: "I vaguely understand the reason why Ying'er said this." ”

Zhao Su also shouted: "Yes, my father will only bully me, will only lie to me, the most annoying!"

Zhao Shu looked at the instantly stiff expression on Zhao Baiyi's face, and sighed deeply: "I also vaguely understand some reasons. He raised his head and drank a bowl of bamboo leaves, with a sad face.

Zhao Ji, who had been watching from the sidelines, looked at the joy of the table, and couldn't help laughing, seeing that there was no barrier between his father and Uncle Seven, he was relieved.

Zhao Baiyi caught a glimpse of Zhao Qingyan looking at him with a smile, and raised his glass: "Come, my eldest brother and I congratulate the seventh brother on his great joy, he has already got a noble son, the eldest brother has already done it, and I will also give the seventh brother a cup!"

Zhao Qingyan didn't care about his tricks, and poured a full cup with a smile: "If you want to drink, just say it, don't hold on to me." Slowly drank the wine clean, waved his hand to let Jin'er pour it for herself, and said with a smile: "That's all the words, when my younger brother wants to get married, I will toast you in advance, you can't help but accompany you, right?"

Zhao Shu looked at Zhao Qingyan's harmless smile, but he understood what he meant, and slowly picked up the wine glass.

drank it, which means that he will not hinder Zhao Qingyan from marrying Mu Qinghan.

If you don't drink it, it means that the matter is not over.

This glass of wine is very heavy.