All Hail Cousin Brother

Cousin's white jade-like face, stimulated by the sourness of the big cherries, was also dyed a little thin red, and Yu Youyao couldn't help but "giggled": "Cousin really can't eat sour."

This time, the cherries are a little more sour than before. The sweet and sour collided together. It stimulated the secretion of saliva in the mouth. It suddenly felt a little sour, but the more I ate it, the more delicious it became. It was probably because the varieties were different.

Zhou Linghuai took the tea cup slowly, lowered his head and took a few sips, only then did he ease the sourness in his mouth, and then raised his head, another sweet-scented osmanthus was fed to his lips, he was about to refuse, saying that he did not love Eat sweet, but look at the little girl, look at him with a smile, and say to him: "Cousin, eat candy!"

Zhou Linghuai opened his mouth unexpectedly.

The sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus tastes sweet and fragrant in the mouth. The sweetness that I usually hate, but now I feel very sweet.

Seeing that cousin ate sweet-scented osmanthus candy, Yu Youyao was very happy: "Cousin ate sour cherries, and eating a candy won't make your mouth sour."

Zhou Linghuai nodded, but it was difficult to speak with sugar in his mouth.

Yu Youyao's eyes were bright: "Cousin should eat more sugar, sugar can make people feel better. When I was thinking of my mother, my grandmother ordered people to make sweet-scented osmanthus for me to eat. My grandmother said that my mother also likes sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus. Candy, so eating sweet-scented osmanthus candy will gradually improve my mood.”

Cousin is always full of worries and seems to have a lot of unhappy things. She hopes that cousin can be happy.

Zhou Linghuai was stunned, the sweet-scented osmanthus sugar in his mouth melted little by little, and the sweetness overflowed, as if wisps penetrated into his heart.

He suddenly felt that what his cousin said was probably true.

Zhou Linghuai narrowed her eyes and asked, "How do you know that I'm in a bad mood?"

"When cousin is unhappy, he likes to frown." Yu Youyao suddenly stretched out his hand and caressed his cousin's eyebrows, as if to gently fold between his eyebrows and smooth them out bit by bit: "Cousin, don't frown all the time, Like a little old man." She wrinkled her little nose, a little disgusted: "It's ugly."

The half-year-old girl got close, and when he saw the bright eyes in his eyes, his eyes became sore from the stab. Zhou Linghuai sat stiffly in the wheelchair, his back was tense little by little, and he was holding the wheelchair with both hands. The armrests are also a little heavier.

The soft touch between his eyebrows, like a feather, gently touched the tip of his heart, and he almost forgot his heartbeat.

Seeing that cousin is no longer frowning, Yu Youyao withdrew his hand: "Frowning, you will grow old quickly, cousin should not frown all the time in the future."

Zhou Linghuai's clenched heart suddenly loosened, and her eyes fell on the little girl's slender fingertips.

The little girl's slender fingertips lightly untied the pomegranate embroidered gold purse around her waist, and put the pine nut candies, sweet-scented osmanthus candies, crisp candies, etc. Bulging the purse bag, he tied the purse to his left belt, making a beautiful etiquette.

Zhou Linghuai's fingertips trembled, and she suddenly held her hand.

Yu Youyao was stunned for a moment: "Cousin?"

Zhou Linghuai slowly let go of the little girl's hand: "Pomegranate flower purse is more suitable for cousin."

Yu Youyao sipped her little mouth: "Cousin is not allowed to take it off. In the future, he will always wear a purse. When he wants to frown, he will eat a candy. Pomegranate flowers are suitable for both men and women. Even his voice was a little lower, showing a little bit of caution, and he added again: "Well, festive!"

It just doesn't match my cousin's clothes.

Zhou Linghuai couldn't help laughing out loud, and gently rubbed the delicate embroidery pattern on the pomegranate flower embroidered gold purse: "What my cousin says is what my cousin hears."

Yu Youyao smiled and frowned: "Cousin smiles like this, it's so beautiful."

Zhou Linghuai's long eyebrows curled into his temples: "Have you practiced your calligraphy today?"

Yu Youyao couldn't laugh anymore, her little face collapsed: "Cousin, I'm too hard!"

The little girl was pitiful, her face was full of depression, and Zhou Linghuai lightly rubbed the top of her hair: "In Mencius Tengwen Gong Shang, it is said: Either the mind or the labor; those who labor with the mind govern others, and those who labor govern others; Those who treat people eat people, and those who rule people eat people.”

Yu Youyao looked dazed, obviously didn't understand!

Zhou Linghuai explained: "It is the labor of the following, the wisdom of the middle, and the labor of the superior. You must learn to labor and employ people."

Cousin was instructing her on the housekeeping, and Yu Youyao was instantly refreshed, holding her face in admiration and looking at her cousin expectantly: "Cousin, teach me how to keep the house, although the population of Yu's house is simple, but inside and outside the house are different. A lot, tomorrow's grandmother wants me to see the people in the village and the bunk, it's very troublesome!"

The little girl looked at him with burning eyes, her eyes were full of trust, Zhou Linghuai couldn't help but clenched her fist to her lips, coughed, and cleared her throat: "Because of the large number of servants, the master can't handle it, so he made a rule to let The subordinates are self-governing, and as long as there are no major mistakes, the master doesn't care too much."

Yu Youyao nodded, each hospital has a steward in charge.

Zhou Linghuai: "This is a little bit bad. The stewards at the top manage the servants at the bottom, and they govern them in stages, which means they will crush people to death. Over time, the stewards will have a lot of prestige, and the rules will be bigger than the master. , it is inevitable that there will be slaves bullying the masters, then the top and the bottom are deceived, no one dares to report it, and everyone acts on the downside."

Yu Youyao thought thoughtfully: "Mother Yang and Steward Zhou colluded. Although they were careful, there was no air-tight wall under the sky. Someone in the big kitchen must know about it. It's because Mommy Yang is the steward. It is decent, and it is an old person, so no one dares to say that Yang's mother is not, or she is discovered, and Yang's mother will send people three money and five coppers. If you have money, you can not offend Yang's mother. Who? Not happy? Who would do something that offends people and is thankless?"

This is the slave bullying the master, deceiving the upper and lower, and no one dares to report it, and the upper and the lower are effective.

Zhou Linghuai nodded slightly.

Yu Youyao wrinkled her little nose in distress: "Cousin, what should I do?"

Zhou Linghuai twisted a cherry, removed the stem, and handed it to the little girl's mouth. The little girl looked at him and didn't pay attention to the cherry on her lips. He opened his mouth to eat the cherry, and a smile appeared between his pale lips: "You want centralization."

The sourness of the cherries spread in her mouth, and Yu Youyao's small jade-white face was also dyed with a layer of light powder. She swallowed the cherry flesh and was about to spit out the seeds when a blue handkerchief was handed to her lips.

Yu Youyao naturally spit the seeds on the blue handkerchief, and wiped the corners of his mouth with the handkerchief: "What is centralization?"

Zhou Linghuai took back the blue pa and poured the cherry seeds on the small plate: "Make a more complete and comprehensive reward and punishment rules, so that the power of life and death is in your hands, if you make a mistake, there will be It is handled according to the rules of the government, but the stewards have no right to deal with it.”