You hear it, do people say it?

The word elder brother, in itself, does not carry many other meanings.

For example, the "brother of the province" that Xun Yi wanted to hear earlier, although somewhat too intimate for their age, it was not unacceptable; but the title of "good brother" was completely different.

On weekdays, when playing with good friends, it is enough to shout a few words; but in this situation, the meaning of Xun Yi's attempt to make him call "good brother" is not so simple, but more One layer is inexplicable... ambiguous.

It's like in those story books hidden in Feng Yu's room, the romantic and unrestrained scholar is tired of the beautiful young lady with pink face and spring, and when the love is strong, he tempts her to call "good brother".

Fu Ning opened his mouth, and the word "good brother" rolled on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say it, but his cheeks burned a little red.

It's a pity that the halo of the setting sun was too hazy, and the person standing in front of him couldn't see clearly, thinking that he was too aggressive and offended the other party.

"I'm just joking." Xun Yi coughed lightly, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "The situation in the DPRK and China is so complicated that I can't finish it for a while. I will talk to you slowly when I find some time in the future."

Fu Ning breathed a sigh of relief, whether he felt relaxed or lost: "Okay."

It's just that the future that Xun Yi talked about has no chance of realizing it for a long time.

Once the festival is over, the homework of Guozixue has become unprecedentedly heavy; the teachers in the school are working hard, and they can't wait to keep the students in their respective courtyards to endorse and write questions all day long.

As a result, Fu Ning's leisure time has also become less. Even when the long-awaited northwest genius doctor came to the capital, he found time to see him once with great difficulty. The rest can only be entrusted to Li Shilang and grandpa. Helped arrange it - he still has a lot of homework to do in Guozixue.

He has been busy like this for a long time, until Fu Ning received a letter from Yuezhou, and read in the letter "It's cold in the capital, my son, remember to add clothes and food, don't worry about my heart", and suddenly realized that, without knowing it, Juejian capital is already late autumn.

The handwriting on the letter paper is beautiful, but it has a sense of comfort and atmosphere. It is Fu Ning's mother's handwriting.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't seen her son for a long time, but this savage woman actually wrote a lot in her letter: from how attentive the new doctor was in treating illnesses, how his father improved; The flowers and plants, the birds flying south on the window sill... and so on. Such small and trivial life trifles filled several pages of paper. I didn't mention how much I missed my son, but every word and sentence was full of thoughts.

Fu Ning leaned on the window sill, read the letter carefully, and suddenly felt a little nostalgic.

Since he came to the capital, he has been entangled in many things, and he was busy with his studies during this time, so he even forgot to write a few more letters to send home, letting his family worry about him in vain.

School ended early today, and it was rare that he had some free time, so he decided to grind ink by himself, and ordered someone to take the paper, intending to write a reply letter to his mother, so that parents could feel at ease; his eyes passed by the window sill, but he saw an ancient book not far away ——It was given to him by Xun Yi in Shizi Mansion before.

Xun Yi's confinement has been lifted a long time ago, but he is in the bamboo courtyard, even if he doesn't have to take the spring exam next year, he still has many other things to be busy with; before when he was confinement, the two could meet once in a while, but after that It was getting more and more empty, and before they knew it, the two of them hadn't seen each other for nearly a month.

"Oh, master, why are you so dazed while holding the pen? The ink is almost staining your sleeves!"

The bookboy's voice suddenly sounded, and Fu Ning came back to his senses, only to realize that the nib dipped in ink hovered on the paper for too long, and the ink fell on the paper, staining several ink marks of different shades.

"This paper is dirty, should I change it for you?" The book boy asked from the side.

"Alright."

The book boy came over with new paper, but found that Fu Ning drew a few strokes along the ink on the paper, and a naive kitten appeared on the paper.

"It's so beautiful!" The book boy couldn't help but praise, "It is said that when you draw a picture, it is best to draw it as it is, but I think the cat you just imagined, young master, is also vivid, as if it is real."

Fu Ning laughed: "Just thinking about it? If this cat listens to what you say, I'm afraid it will scratch you all over the place." As he spoke, he put the paper with the cat on it aside, and took it from the book boy and handed it to him. clean stationery, and re-write the reply.

Seeing that he was concentrating, the bookboy didn't dare to disturb him anymore, but he felt a little curious: he followed Fu Ning almost every day, but he had never seen a kitten before, could it be that a gentleman from the Guozi Academy raised it? s cat?

Guozi Academy does not allow maids to bring their own servants, and there are no servants in the school other than sweeping servants. The purpose is to let the students do everything by themselves; therefore, he is not very clear about the situation in the school, so he can only guess like this up.

Fu Ning wrote the reply very carefully, and it was time to light the lamp after writing.The letter paper hanging aside had already dried out, and the kitten on the screen looked even cuter.

He picked it up and looked at it, and added a few strokes on it, and there was a shallow piece of running water in front of the kitten, and a swimming fish jumped out of the water.

But before the painting was finished, there was a burst of brisk footsteps outside. Li Jingshu ran into Fu Ning's room with a delicate plain kite in her hand: "Brother! We are going to fly a kite at school tomorrow. Draw me a kite face!"

The sky is high and the clouds are light these few days, but it is indeed a good time for autumn.

Fu Ning put down his pen and took the kite in her hand: "Why didn't you ask grandpa to help you draw it?" After all, when it comes to painting in their family, the old master's should be the best.

Li Jingshu sighed: "Grandpa is planning to move to a village in the suburbs of Beijing, and he has no time to talk to me, so he told me to come to you."

The old matriarch has been wandering around since he resigned from office. This time he has lived in the capital for a few months, and he has already been restless. He will go to live in a village in the suburbs of Beijing for a few days. Recently, the maple leaves have turned red, and he finally Could it be that he couldn't help it, and planned to completely return to the pastoral life of seclusion that he had been longing for?

Funing laughed: "Okay, then I'll help you. What trick do you want?"

Li Jingshu frowned and thought for a while, her eyes suddenly fell on his unfinished picture scroll, her eyes lit up slightly: "I want such a kitten!"

But Fu Ning seemed to think of something funny, and shook his head with a light smile, "This is someone else's cat, and the owner is very stingy; if he finds out that I drew it for you, he might be angry with me."

"Wow, so stingy!" Li Jingshu was speechless, "Forget it, you should draw me a little rabbit!"

"it is good."

That night, when Xun Yi returned to his mansion after dealing with the complicated affairs at hand, he saw a painting sent from the servant's mansion on his desk.

The picture on the painting is not a meticulous drawing, it seems to be just a sketch sketched by the painter, but when it falls into Xun Yi's eyes, it makes him feel better.

Stretching out his hand to stroke the painting lightly, he suddenly asked: "The outdoor classes in Qinyuan do not end until Lidong?"

The attendant behind him smiled and said, "Your Highness, you forgot that yesterday was Lidong, and their classes have been suspended."

Xun Yi thought for a moment, and said to his attendant, "Go and take a leave of absence for me, just say that I am tired and I will have a day off tomorrow."

The geographical location of the capital is not very cold in Lidong _(:з」∠)_ so the temperature is considered to be late autumn?