The woman wearing a book honors me and gives the general a shirt

Because today is Su Yitong's first day to go to his elder brother's place, for the first time, he got up early in the morning, and when he got to Su Yining's place, he saw Su Yining writing there early.

The room was quiet, Su Yitong deliberately lightened her steps.

Shen Dong had already stopped at the door when he saw his master entering lightly.

Su Yitong is a person who is serious about studying. Seeing Su Yining's seriousness in writing, he stood aside and watched quietly. He also learned calligraphy before, and his writing is not bad. In fact, to be honest, Su Yining's handwriting is very good. Generally speaking, neat and tidy, neat and tidy, showing a sense of seriousness.

Thinking of my husband's evaluation of him before, he was more than diligent and lacking in spirituality, but the people of the Su family probably were not good at reading. After all, it is the general's mansion, so they should be more martial. I stopped going to ethnology, and now I am training in the army with my mother. I heard that martial arts are very good.

Su Yitong nodded, put one hand on the table, raised her eyes to look at Su Yining's serious eyebrows.

Su Yining is not very good-looking, but he is also handsome and tall. However, in this dynasty, men with bright looks are more popular. Coupled with his desolate temperament, people feel bad Close, so usually not very flattering.But it was such a person who became a great general in the future.

Su Yitong rolled her eyes, looked up and down, and couldn't figure out how such a thin young man could be so powerful.

Su Yining waved the brush and wrote today's homework at a leisurely pace. He has always been a person who is focused on doing things, but Su Yitong is so big that he can't see him coming in. Su Yining doesn't know what he wants to do this time. If you don't talk to him anymore, he will go away by himself.

But I didn't expect the boy to stand quietly beside me and watch me write, probably because he was too quiet today, while writing, Su Yining forgot that there was a little person beside me, when he finally slipped the last stroke When I turned around, I saw the child who was just above the table, propping his chin with one hand, looking at him without blinking.

Seeing himself looking up, the innocent surprise flickered in his eyes, it seemed that the whole person was active, but the next moment the child seemed to think of something, the corners of the crooked lips became straight, and he successfully put on a straight face, a Serious look.

Unexpectedly, Su Yining remembered what Lin Zhengjun said yesterday, is he learning from himself?

Putting down the brush in his hand, Su Yining looked at the child in front of him who raised his head and looked at her, and stepped aside, "Come here!"

Su Yitong nodded reservedly, walked to the table, turned her head to look at Su Yining who stood motionless and just looked at herself, thought for a while and slowly spread out the paper, next to him was the words written by Su Yining , most of which are not well known.

Taking the writing brush with thick ink still sticking to it, Su Yitong bit the tip of the brush and stared at Su Yining's words in front of him for a long time before starting to write slowly. He actually didn't know these words very well, it was different from the previous words, and Third Young Master Su has just entered school, and he hasn't heard it well.

However, he has the background of practicing brush calligraphy in his previous life, so he can completely copy Su Yining's calligraphy.

Su Yining stood aside, looking at him from the moment the child started to hold a pen, and then saw him biting the tip of the pen and staring at his handwriting bitterly, his eyebrows and eyes stretched. I don't know when, the child hated him so much that he was in a daze. Feel uncomfortable together, he always likes to play tricks on himself.

Su Yining didn't care, he always remembered that little baby back then, biting his chubby little fist, spitting bubbles in his mouth, smiling stupidly at himself, but later when the baby grew up, he changed, And he has changed too.

Su Yining touched the long scar on his forearm. At that time, he pushed himself off the rockery. When he fell, he subconsciously protected him, but at that time the child's disgusted eyes let him know that they all Not the child of the past.

Su Yining's peaceful brows and eyes were accompanied by a trace of indifference.

Su Yitong put down the brush after writing a word, rubbed his sore wrist, gently blew on the work in front of him, carefully picked up the paper and showed it to Su Yining, after he took over his work, Standing with his hands behind his back, he didn't know that his current appearance was like a primary school student waiting for his teacher to check his homework.

Su Yining glanced at him, the child's calm face, those eyes flashed hopes that he didn't know, Su Yining seemed to see the little dumpling who was spitting and smiling silly back then.

He lowered his head and looked at the writing on his hand. It was well-behaved, and it was [-]% similar to his own handwriting. Su Yining looked at the writing in silence for a long time, but he heard that Su Yitong had never studied hard and was mischievous since he was in school. I don't even know a few words.

"Not bad!" Su Yining's pertinent evaluation, in fact, this is not bad at all, it is better than expected, I have practiced diligently for ten years, watching the child's eyes blink, there is a flash of pride in the eyes, Su Yining Walked to the table and waved.

Then he took out a copybook from the drawer, "Well, this copybook is not bad. It was given to me by my husband when I was ten years old. You can write according to this book today."

Su Yitong thought for a while, nodded, looked at the table on her chest, frowned, turned her head to look at Su Yining, twitched her tongue, and finally said, "Brother, sit down!".

Su Yining's heart moved, he looked at the child fixedly, raised his hand, picked up the child and put it on the chair.

Su Yitong sat down, and now the table was even higher.

Looking at the table in front of him, Su Yitong's forehead was almost wrinkled into a mountain, Su Yining on the side seemed to be smiling, but a little kid, why are he thinking so much!

After thinking about it, he picked up the child again, and this time he sat down himself, but let the child sit on his lap, feeling the soft body in his arms stiffen, Su Yining curled his lips, Gently patted the child's shoulder, "Didn't you tell me to teach you? Write it quickly!."

Su Yitong moved his butt in discomfort, Su Yining's voice was obviously still cold as before, but he seemed to hear some teasing from the middle, and then felt that he was thinking too much.

The study room was quiet, occasionally there was the sound of papers being turned over, Su Yining tried his best to sit more comfortably, but looked down at the little fleshy hand of the child holding the pen in a daze,

Taking a deep breath, the room was burning sandalwood that I liked, but it was not as good as the soft, sweet and milky fragrance from the child.

"This is my younger brother, Ning'er will take care of my younger brother in the future!" The man's gentle voice Su Yining was in a trance, he couldn't help but hug the child tightly in his arms, and put his head on the top of his hair.

"Ah!" Su Yitong's pen tip flicked, a drop of ink smeared on the paper, and she tugged on her arm full of annoyance.

But it was tied even tighter.

"Why didn't you tell the old master what happened last time!" You obviously hate yourself so much, don't you?

Su Yitong was a little angry, but he couldn't turn around, and couldn't see Su Yining's expression clearly, so he could only pat Su Yining's leg under him bitterly, "Let me go, if you don't listen to me, I will Tell Grandpa about that!"

The 16-year-old Su Yitong will not threaten others because he does not know how to get along with others. Now the six-year-old Su Yitong learned how to get along with others from the former third son Su.

As soon as he said this, Su Yining turned around abruptly, and the two suddenly became face to face.

Su Yitong stared at her round eyes, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Su Yining also looked at Su Yitong quietly, those eyes were still so clear and bright, full of dissatisfaction with herself, but without a trace of disgust or calculation, not stained with dust.

Probably because Su Yining's eyes were too quiet, Su Yitong felt a little guilty when he looked at him, it seemed a little impolite for him to do this, but he broke his own handwriting first.

Despite thinking this way, Su Yitong still lowered her head under Su Yining's deep gaze.

Su Yining smiled, and gently stroked the top of the child's hair with one hand, the originally cold and gloomy eyebrows stretched out, like a ball of clear ink, slowly smudged in the water, bringing it alone Some are warm and mellow.

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone, let’s collect the fat first and then eat it!Ha ha!It's been so cold lately, my hands are going to freeze off!