All Hail Cousin Brother

Zhou Linghuai lowered his eyes and said, "Cousin Liao likes it."

Yu Youyao put away the copybook seriously and handed it over to Chun Xiao, who was on the side: "Cousin, don't be humble, if only half of my words were half of my cousin."

Zhou Linghuai was speechless for a while, looking at the little girl's round face, her fingers were inexplicably itchy.

However, Mrs. Yu saw her granddaughter's face with envy and shame, so she couldn't help joking: "I want to compare your cousin with you, first write the words correctly, and then I've never seen such a big girl's house, writing like a dog crawling. of."

Yu Youyao's face flushed, she couldn't help stomping her feet, and she was angry and annoyed: "Grandmother, you are making fun of me, my cousin is still here, do I want to lose face?"

Madam Yu couldn't help laughing "haha".

Everyone else in the room was holding their handkerchiefs to hide their smiles. No wonder the old lady prefers the eldest young lady. Who doesn't like this style of entertaining relatives in colorful clothes.

Even Zhou Linghuai held back the corners of his mouth, wondering how ugly this little cousin's words were.

However, after this commotion, the polite atmosphere in the room became much more active.

Then, Zhou Linghuai greeted Yu Shuangbai again, and also gave the copybook he wrote. Yu Shuangbai happily accepted it. Since he was not interested in the copybook, he handed it over to the maid.

Then it was Yu Jianjia's turn.

After the two greeted each other, Yu Jianjia glanced at Zhou Linghuai's leg with a veiled look, and took the gift with a smile: "Thank you, cousin."

Zhou Ling's pocket watch nodded lightly, then turned around and continued to recognize the person.

There was peace in the house.

Yu Jingzong patted his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"

Mrs. Yu frowned, and the eldest son kept saying, "I don't know the importance of slenderness. He is thirty-four years old, and he doesn't see any improvement."

Zhou Linghuai only came to the door today, and he poked people's hearts in front of everyone in the family, not knowing the occasion and timing.

When will I ask if I live in Yu's house in the future?

Doing things so straightforwardly, without knowing how to hide them, makes people feel unhappy.

The Great Zhou Dynasty clearly stipulated that officials of speeches should not be convicted of remonstrance. With this temperament, he can only stay in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Yu Zongshen also said the same thing, smiled and changed the topic: "Ling Huai went all the way from Youzhou to Beijing, and I was tired by boat and car, so I'd better arrange it carefully first."

Yu Zongzheng realized that he had made a slip of the tongue and was a little embarrassed.

"There's nothing to say." The hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair couldn't help but tighten, Zhou Linghuai lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Three years ago, when I was playing with my friends, I accidentally fell on the horse and was trampled on by the horse and broke my leg. ."

An understatement that seems to be only stating the facts.

But none of those present were stupid.

Three years ago, the Zhou family had a relationship with the King of Youzhou, and they had a major event. The Zhou family was sacked and lost their power. Since ancient times, there have been walls pushed down and thousands of people beat drums. Zhou Linghuai's legs pointed to Probably not an accident.

Clearly an unforgettable past.

There was silence in the house.

At this moment, Yu Youyao squatted beside Zhou Linghuai, raised her neck slightly to look at him, and said calmly, "Cousin's leg still hurts?"

Zhou Linghuai was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Cousin, don't be sad," Yu Youyao held Zhou Linghuai's hand, his hand was a little cold, and there were thin calluses in his palm: "What's that one called,"

Her little face wrinkled, her little fist tapped her head, and for the first time she felt what it meant when a good book was ready to be used: "Anyway, it is that the heaven will give great responsibility to the people, and you must suffer first. His mind, toiling his bones and muscles, starving his body and skin, depleting his body, what kind of forbearance does he have, once, once..."

Yu Youyao held back for a long time, but she didn't hold back any farts, but her little face turned red.

Mrs. Yu laughed until she fell down.

The other people in the room also laughed sullenly. The eldest Miss has been studying at home for three years, and it seems that she is in vain.

Only Yu Jingzong had an old face and felt that this daughter was ignorant and shameful. He was about to open his mouth to rebuke when he heard a hoarse voice: "It's just messing with what he's doing, so I'm tempted to endure it. , once benefited from what it couldn't, from Mencius' "Born in sorrow, died in peace"."

It was Zhou Linghuai's voice.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it," Yu Youyao's eyes lit up, and she looked at her cousin's eyes with sparkling admiration: "Cousin can write well, even read books better than others, you really sharp."

The girl's innocent words are clear and magnanimous, just as it is said in the "Pharmacist Classic": "The body is like a glass, the inside and outside are clear and clear, and it is pure and flawless."

Zhou Linghuai said, "Thank you cousin."

With Yu Youyao making a fuss, the embarrassment in the room almost disappeared.

When Zhou Ling went to the capital, he brought a servant named Chang An and an old servant Sun Bo. He heard that he knew some medical skills and was watching the luggage at the inn.

Butler Wu found a few quick-handed servants and went to the inn where Zhou Linghuai was staying to check out and carry luggage.

Mama Liu took Zhou Linghuai to the Fuchuan Hall for resettlement.

"Grandma, I'll go take a look too." Without waiting for Mrs. Yu's consent, Yu Youyao jumped and chased out.

Old Man Yu shook his head and did not stop him.

After being ill like this, this girl feels a lot better than before. She hasn't been fooling around for a few days. She has really grown up, but her hobby-spirited temperament has not changed.

The Fuchuan Pavilion was the yard where Yu Miaofu lived in the past. After Yu Miaofu got married, the yard remained vacant because there were not many people in the mansion. Yesterday, after Zhou Linghuai's greeting was delivered to the door, Mrs. Yu ordered someone to clean it up.

Yu Youyao raised her little head, looked at the plaque on the door, and frowned: "Mommy, my cousin is a man, and the name of Fuchuan Pavilion is not good, so I need to change it."

Madam Liu was stunned for a moment, but she really didn't expect this: "It's the old slave who was negligent. What name does Young Master Biao want to change? The old slave ordered someone to change the plaque."

Zhou Linghuai's heart moved slightly, and he turned to look at the thoughtful little cousin beside him: "Cousin, what do you think?"

Yu Youyao didn't know how to be polite at all, and she was eager to try: "Cousin is wearing blue clothes today, why don't you call it Qingyuanyuan!"

Madam Liu's mouth twitched, the eldest lady's name is really casual.

"Cousin, cousin, it's called Qingyuanyuan." The little girl felt that this name was pleasant, and when she was happy, she pulled Zhou Linghuai's sleeve and shook it lightly, with a look of hope on her face.

Zhou Linghuai had never liked to be in contact with people, so just as he was about to pull back his sleeves quietly, he saw the little girl's round white fingers, thinking lightly on the corner of her sleeves, showing a sense of caution, not knowing what was going on, her arms froze for a moment. He nodded and said, "Then call it Qingyuanyuan, thank you cousin."

However, Zhou Linghuai forgot that there is a word in this world called inch to inch.