After returning home from school, Ye Zelin lent his notes to Ling Zhiheng. Ling Zhiheng burst into tears of gratitude and vowed to be careful in his words and actions and would never say anything wrong about the Ye family's sister-in-law.

Penglaiju.

While Hua Fushu was having dinner, Ye Zelin happened to return to the house and asked Ye Zelin to wash his hands.

After Ye Zelin soaked his hands, he sat down next to Hua Fushu. The dishes on the table were very simple, just a plate of fried lotus roots and a plate of fried pork slices with lettuce.

He smiled and said, "You have become a vegetarian. There is so little meat."

Hua Fushu replied: "You will get tired if you eat too much meat."

Ye Zelin was convinced by this reason, and he added, "Why don't you let the kitchen cook more dishes? In addition to Yuan Datou, Mrs. Yuan, Mrs. Cai, and Li Xin are also good at cooking."

Hua Fushu said: "It's too much to eat, it's a waste. I'll prepare a table of delicious food for you tomorrow, but I'll make do with it for now."

Ye Zelin said: "I'm not picky about food. I eat whatever I have."

"Really?" Hua Fushu didn't believe him at all. Who put the celery she gave him back into her bowl, and said the celery was delicious and asked her to eat more, but in the end, all the celery was eaten. He didn't even eat half of her stomach. It was only after that day that she learned that Ye Zelin didn't like to eat celery.

Ye Zelin said: "Really."

Hua Fushu said: "There are too few dishes. You are tired after studying in private school all day. How about asking the kitchen to add two more dishes, stir-fried chicken with celery?"

"No, that's enough. You're right, too much is a waste." Ye Zelin picked up the white rice, picked up a piece of lotus root with chopsticks in his hand, and ate it with gusto.

Hua Fushu said: "I'll let you pretend. Just be picky about food. Don't let anyone tell you."

Ye Zelin defended, "If you don't like to eat, you're not a picky eater."

Hua Fushu said: "There is no difference."

Ye Zelin said seriously: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you."

"..." Come on, Hua Fushu was defeated.

After the meal, Hua Fushu said to Ye Zelin: "By the way, didn't I give Wutong Residence a new name before? I've already made it up. You have read a lot of classics, tell me how you like it."

Ye Zelin said: "Okay."

Hua Fushu waved his hand, and Litchi took the white paper weighted on Ye Zelin's desk and unfolded it in front of Hua Fushu. They saw three regular script characters neatly written on it.

Guanju Pavilion.

Ye Zelin knew where it came from at a glance. Guan Guan Jujiu, in Hezhizhou, was where it came from.

Hua Fushu was quite proud, "How is it? Is it good? It has a source, an allusion, and is meaningful. Isn't it particularly good?"

Seeing his wife's excitement, Ye Zelin wanted to laugh, "Do you really want to use this?"

Hua Fushu nodded, "Yes."

Ye Zelin suggested: "You'd better change to someone else. Aren't you afraid of people laughing at you?"

Hua Fushu asked: "What's the joke? Don't you think the word Guan Ju is very similar to your and my experiences?"

Ye Zelin chuckled. His wife said that the article "Guan Ju" was very similar to their experience, but why didn't he think it was different?

The word "Guanju" comes from the famous chapter "Guanju" in "The Book of Songs". "Guanju" is a love song that describes the love between men and women, telling the story of a man's love and pursuit of a lady.

Between them, it seems that she pursues him and she stalks him. When will he pursue her?

Wait, something seems wrong?

Ye Zelin looked at Hua Fushu blankly. "The Book of Songs" said, "My fair lady, a gentleman is so jealous." She seemed to have used it the other way around, comparing him to that fair lady?

Ye Zelin said: "It doesn't look the same, change it."

Hua Fushu disagreed, "If you don't want to change it, this name is the best. If you don't believe me, just ask Sanqiao and Litchi."

Sanqiao is Hua Fushu's confidant, so naturally he will do whatever the master says, and immediately praises Hua Fushu for being good at getting up.

She would side with anyone who was kind to her, and she would also say that Guan Juge was doing well.

Ye Zelin smiled helplessly. Sanqiao and Lizhi were both beautiful people, so they naturally turned to her, so he asked someone to invite Side over.

Side has been with Ye Zelin for more than ten years. He originally thought that Side was on his side, but unexpectedly, Side was just a grassroots and stood on Hua Fushu's side. He said, "Sir, I think the little lady is up. It’s going to be pretty good.”

Ye Zelin was so angry. What tricks did Hua Fushu use to make Side take advantage of her and take her side?

Hua Fushu smiled, "Hey, Ye Zelin, I didn't bribe Xiao Dezi, it was him who said that I am good at getting up. It's useless for you to object, I will use this."

Ye Zelin had no choice but to agree.

Hua Fushu happily packed up her clothes and went to wash up. She called Sanqiao to serve, while Li Zhi packed up the dishes.

Ye Zelin scolded: "You are a wallflower."

The four-virtuous wallflower approached Ye Zelin and whispered, "Sir, the little lady insists on doing this. It's useless for you to object. Besides, do you really want to object? It's rare for a young lady to be happy. Are you willing to pour out a basin of cold water to extinguish the little lady's anger?" I'm happy with the idea, Side is following the idea in your heart to side with the little lady, Side is not a faggot."

Ye Zelin said displeased: "You are the only one who talks too much."

Side touched his head and smiled stupidly, "Aren't I telling you what's on my mind?"

Ye Zelin chased people away: "What are you doing with the pestle? Why don't you just get out?"

With four virtues, he got out of Penglaiju.

It was early in the evening, with a bright candle next to the desk. Ye Zelin was still reviewing what he had learned in today's class. Hua Fushu couldn't help but go over to disturb him, "Ye Zelin, your handwriting is beautiful. You can write these words for me tomorrow." I’ll make a plaque out of it.”

Ye Zelin chuckled, stood up, laid out some paper, picked up a pen and wrote three big characters, "How did it go?"

Hua Fushu only saw the three big characters running like clouds and flowing water, penetrating into the wood, and praised: "Excellent!"

Ye Zelin said dissatisfied: "It's just excellent, nothing else."

Hua Fushu said: "No, what else do you want."

Ye Zelin said: "I don't want to do anything." His slender fingers pointed at his cheek.

Hua Fushu understood and gave Ye Zelin a sip on his cheek.

Ye Zelin wiped the saliva from his face with his wide sleeves, with a bit of disgust on his face.

Hua Fushu pointed to her fair cheeks and said, "Brother Lin."

Ye Zelin held the brush and pointed it at her face.

Hua Fushu said: "Why are you painting my face?"

Ye Zelin pretended to be displeased, "What time is it? Why don't you go and rest, wash up and go to bed."

"Oh." Hua Fushu turned around and washed his face.

The girl from another family married an official, and the official she married was a father, who was in charge of heaven and earth, even when she slept. Sometimes he was as serious as an old man, an antique. Except for that face, Hua Fushu didn't know what he liked. Ye Zelin what?

Hua Fushu washed her face and went to bed. She didn't know when Ye Zelin went to bed. The next day, when she got up, Ye Zelin was gone.

She took the three big characters written by Ye Zelin and asked the master to order a plaque.

Two days later, the plaque was ready.

When the plaque on Wutongju was taken down and the plaque on Guanju Pavilion was put up, the flowers were scattered and I was really satisfied.

People say that a gentle lady is a good gentleman.

She said, "Like a gentleman, my little girl likes to be naughty."

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