All Hail Cousin Brother

Zhou Linghuai rubbed the top of the little girl's hair: "When your mother got married, your third cousin was already quite old, and he knew a lot about your mother. Your third cousin will stay in Beijing this time. After a while, when the Mu Buddha Festival is over, I will find an opportunity to go to Xie's house to see you."

Yu Youyao dazed and didn't speak.

Zhou Linghuai called to Chang'an: "Bring me the painting I painted yesterday."

Yu Youyao's eyes lit up, and she wanted to ask her cousin what he drew, but when he thought that he would see it with his own eyes soon, he held back and didn't ask, but his eyes inevitably stared in the direction of Chang'an's departure.

Zhou Linghuai couldn't help but laugh at it.

After a while, Chang'an went back and returned, holding a painting in his hand, and without waiting for him to approach, Yu Youyao couldn't wait to run over to take the painting, and ran to his cousin: "Cousin, can I look at it now? "

Zhou Linghuai curled the corners of his lips: "I gave it to you, I can make it when I see it."

Before he could finish his words, Yu Youyao had already smiled and raised his eyebrows, impatiently and cautiously unfolding the scroll.

The first thing that comes into view is the emerald green umbrella held high by Qingwu. Each leaf on the top is dense and dense, the leaves are clear and the veins are distinct. Children, there are no petals, but the rust is long and drooping on the branches, which is more fresh and elegant. It is really lifelike and vivid.

"This is Qingwu in my yard. My cousin's painting is so beautiful, it looks like the real thing." Yu Youyao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the scroll of painting was unfolded down, and she saw an incense case under the tree, and the Boshan incense burner with the head of the phoenix. , wisps of light cyan incense, is also graceful.

A lyre was placed on the table, and the girl in a blue dress knelt in front of the table, looking serene and beautiful. Gentle and elegant, the eight Hunan skirts spread out like blooming lotuses.

Yu Youyao's eyes widened suddenly, and her voice was cheerful and charming: "Cousin, cousin, you painted me, I didn't even know I looked so good-looking."

The little girl in the painting still looked immature, but there was a hint of glint on her brows, and her lips were tender and delicate, and her demeanor showed a hint of delicacy.

But it is beautiful.

Zhou Linghuai gave a light "um", a smile on his lips. That day, the little girl who tested the piano skills in the school said that she would play the piano for him to listen to under the Qingwu tree. Seeing the appearance of the little girl playing the piano under the Qingwu tree, although he is good at painting, he is usually a landscape of flowers, birds, mountains and rivers, but he rarely sees people in the scene, and he can still catch the eye.

Yu Youyao held the painting and looked at it with delight. She looked at a cup of tea, but she couldn't get enough of it: "Cousin, I like it so much, thank you, cousin."

Zhou Linghuai breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she finally smiled.

Yu Youyao took the painting back to the Jade Courtyard excitedly, so she lit musk and put the painting aside to smoke. The musk-scented painting can keep the brush and ink on the painting, the paper not rotted, and the color will be the same after many years of storage. new.

After Xun finished the painting, Yu Youyao took the best camphor wood box, carefully placed the painting in the box, and kept it properly.

The older the camphor wood, it can avoid moisture and insects, and it can keep the books and paper from rot.

On the second day, Yu Youyao went to the shopkeeper Wang of Baoxing Rice Shop to enter the mansion: "Grandma worships Buddha, we must do good deeds up and down in our family, in order to fulfill grandma's kindness, the porridge shed in the rice shop should also be Set up, starting from April 6th, for three consecutive days, the old rice from previous years will be used to make porridge. The porridge should also be thickened. The old rice used should be carefully inspected, germination, and moldy rice. go out."

Large families also have the practice of serving porridge during New Years, festivals, famines, etc.

Wang Dongquan nodded again and again: "I wrote it down," and then asked: "The porridge shed is set up, do you want to find a time to go and take a look?"

Big families give porridge and rice for the sake of good reputation. The main family has to come forward and pretend to help them together, so that people can look at them and gain a reputation for being kind and kind.

Yu Youyao shook his head: "I won't go. I'm too young to go outside. You have someone to send a message to the eldest lady and ask her what she means."

Being a person can't just be superficial, especially fame, it's not a matter of throwing one's head and showing one's face.

She is only a little older, so she doesn't get in the way of how tossing around at home. It also makes it possible to spread it outside. At this age, she deserves to stay at home. The elders take care of things outside. toss.

When Wang Dongquan got this, he couldn't help but sigh, this eldest lady in the house is really not an ordinary person.

As a result, everyone in the house knew that the eldest lady was going to set up a porridge shed in the rice shop, and it was necessary to exaggerate the lady's kindness and kindness.

When Yang Shuwan got the news, she was annoyed again, so she asked someone to ask Yu Youyao: "Old Madam worships the Buddha, the Buddha Day is also a big day in our family. In the past, our family didn't put up porridge, so why did we put it up this year? ?"

Yu Youyao lowered her eyes and didn't look at Yang Shuwan's ugly face: "I am thinking of my grandmother to worship Buddha, and it is also for the family to accumulate blessings. Those of us who are younger generations should also do good deeds for grandmother. The health is healthy and the porridge shed is built, which is also a piece of filial piety to my grandmother."

All the words were full of filial piety to Mrs. Yu.

Even if Yang Shuwan was unhappy, she couldn't say anything more, she forced a smile: "Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with your mother?"

Yu Youyao chuckled lightly: "Mother is in charge of the family affairs every day, and she has to go to the grandmother's house to copy the Buddhist scriptures. It is inevitable that some small things will be ineffective. The mother, like the previous child, took care of her body and became ill, and she suffered again."

Words and sentences, tongue-in-cheek, became a piece of filial piety to her.

This time, Yang Shuwan could barely laugh anymore, her heart was suffocating, how could she be reconciled: "You are young, don't you know that there are big things in this porridge shed, how can you do it easily?"

Yu Youyao: "The head of the family often builds a porridge shed in previous years, and there are routines for everything in it. Shopkeeper Wang is a competent person, and he personally supervises the management. It is not wrong. If mother is worried, wait for the porridge shed at home to be built. When you get up, go over and take a look for yourself, and it's better to have your mother watching from the sidelines."

Speaking of this, Yang Shuwan was full of anger and she had no choice but to send Yu Youyao away, and when she returned to the room, she made a fuss.