Da Deyun

During the Dragon Boat Festival, my wife personally prepared dishes and made zongzi, and calculated the time for people to cook them and send them to the academy for the kids to eat first.

I don't know anything else, I just remember a poem: I miss my relatives every festive season.Especially the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival are good days for family reunion.

The boys in the academy came here when they were half-baked. There were very few people in Shengjing, and most of them were good kids from all over the world who came here to study, or they were taken in by their husbands from poor families. These years, they are like sons Being filial, my wife, as a teacher's wife, naturally feels distressed.

She is not a stuffy person, she has always been open-minded and generous, she speaks directly, and naturally treats people well on the bright side.

Leaving aside the other students, she brought up those students in the inner courtyard alone. When she was a child, she took her by the corners of her clothes and went to the vegetable market together to buy vegetables. Naturally, they were the first to think of them if there was something good.

In previous years, let someone from the academy bring something to eat.All the servants came, and today it's strange that there was a girl here.

Looking young, I haven't reached Ji yet.

The madam just came out of the back kitchen, and when she looked up, she was chatting with the doorman at the side door.

Madam waved to the housekeeper of the academy, and said with a smile: "Where did you come from, little lady, I haven't heard of it."

The academy has always kept no girls, and if there were any, there would be only two cooks in the back kitchen, both of whom were nuns.

The housekeeper saluted politely, and when he smiled, his white hair on both sides moved. .Said: "Master Biao brought back from Bingzhou, said to be an orphan."

"Lead her here today to see her way. Although her hands and feet are a bit clumsy, she is still pretty well-behaved."

Maid, I will have to go back and forth a few times in the future.

"Da Nan." The madam murmured, somewhat puzzled.Since when did this kid know how to pity and cherish jade, and he can bring a girl back from a long distance, wouldn't he have a lively fight with Wang Jiulong on weekdays?

"This kid can't be..." The point is over, tacitly.

The butler was taken aback for a moment, then he looked up at his wife's eyes and understood.Then he smiled, shook his head, and said: "I think you are overthinking, the young masters only put her in the hall as a cleaning maid, and they didn't even say much."

I really have to think otherwise. .No matter where you don't ask.

Forget it, the children are grown up, she has nothing to worry about if she has her own thoughts.She smiled indifferently, and said: "Then take care of her, the academy is full of brats, don't let her be bullied."

"Yes." The butler responded with a smile.

After explaining all the things that should be explained, there is nothing to stay, the housekeeper asked the boy and Zhuang'er to take the rice dumplings and go back to the academy.

Zhuang'er got into the carriage, raised his hand and lifted the curtains, he couldn't tell whether it was envy or admiration.

The horses and carriages are not slow, and you can reach the academy in just a few words.Zongzi are delivered as soon as they are cooked, and this is the time when they are delicious.After getting off the horse, the housekeeper divided the points and asked these people to send them to the young masters.

"Xiao Zhuang." The butler called.

I always feel that being called "Zhuang'er" is too intimate, that's how young people call him, and he really can't open his mouth as an old man.When he was young, he just added a letter after his wife's name to make him look close.

"Hey." Zhuang'er replied, standing still and waiting for orders.

The housekeeper grabbed a bamboo basket out of the car and said, "Take this to Ertang."

Liu Xiaoting belongs to the Seventh Hall, and has been there to help the Second Hall because of something in the past two days. When I go to the Second Hall, I will definitely meet him.

Thinking of his appearance of refusing to eat hard and soft, Zhuang Er trembled.Two days ago, he just bowed to Yang Jiu and the second master, but he said he didn't understand the rules, so his mother-in-law punished her and taught her the rules all night. The next morning, she woke up to work, and she was so tired that she almost fell ill. up.

In front of such a person, it doesn't matter whether you are gentle as water or pitiful.

Zhuang'er was really terrified. When she saw Liu Xiaoting, she would walk around. She really didn't dare to provoke her, unlike Jiulong and the others who would soften her heart.

It's pitiful to think about it, and she has never seen Wang Jiulong beat Zhang Jiuling.

Zhuang'er put on a timid look.It is said that there are many people in the second hall and there are a lot of things. I am afraid that I will fall if I fail to pick it up halfway, so I should give it to the seventh hall.

She was originally the sweeping maid of Qitang.

The housekeeper just gave such orders casually and didn't think too much about it. After hearing what she said, he understood, so he gave her the zongzi from Qitang.

Zhuang'er took the rice dumplings into the seven halls, and entered the inner hall familiarly. The young masters just finished class, and when they heard that the teacher's wife brought the rice dumplings, they all surrounded them happily, eating happily one by one.

The hall master is not here, so he should prepare the things to be discharged from the hospital at the end of the month in the study.Zhuang'er took a few and went to the study. .After living here for a few days, the hall master seems to be an amiable and funny person, and he should be easy to talk to.

The wooden corridor outside the study door leads to the residence of the young masters of Qitang. When Zhuang Er walked to the door, he bumped into Jiu Liang who was walking out of the corner.

"Master Zhou." Zhuang'er said with a smile.

"Yeah." Jiuliang still looked like that, lukewarm, never seeing him smile at a girl.

When the eyelids were raised, it looked like she was disgusted.

The footsteps that were about to enter the house paused, Jiu Liang looked at the rice dumplings on the wooden tray, they were still steaming.

"Did it come from Master?" Jiuliang smiled, as if recalling his childhood memories: "You can send it to Qingxiao Pavilion first, Brother Meng and I will go to the front yard to eat."

Lao Qin likes to go out now, so he goes out with Shaobing to listen to a little song and drink soju. .The next day, he called Zhang Jiutai again, and then turned around and pulled Jiuliang again, and now he probably wanted to find Xiaoting.

Eat some zongzi and let him sober up.

Brother Meng doesn't matter, no matter what he wants to eat, Jiu Liang will accompany him by himself.It's okay to cook at home, there's nothing to be pretentious about.

This has been with me for half my life, and it's not a bad thing.

"Master Qin, someone gave it to me." Zhuang'er said casually, and will make it up later.He smiled and said: "Madam brings things, the second master will naturally take the first share, and the other masters will naturally also be indispensable."

Really speak.

Jiuliang's eyes sank, but he didn't answer.

Zhuang'er seemed to remember something again, and suddenly said: "By the way, two days ago, the hall master saw me coughing twice and told me to go to see Dr. Song. Zhuang'er also wanted to thank me."

Two days ago, she was punished by Xiao Ting. Her mother-in-law taught her how to behave all night. She did not close her eyes and went to work at dawn. Uncomfortable, the hall master casually asked her to see Dr. Song who lived in the academy.

People in Qitang can't be too close to each other.

Hearing her say this, why does it make people feel unhappy?As soon as Jiu Liang turned his hands away, his brows furrowed inexplicably.He said something meaningful: "He asked you to see a doctor..."

"Yes." Zhuang'er nodded, smiling a little shyly.

No, she didn't go either.

"The hall master is concerned." She looked very understanding, like a hard-working and caring girl, and she was talking: "Small illness, Zhuang'er is a slave, why should I go to Doctor Song?"

Look, the smile of this pear blossom is sweet again.Seeing her pitiful appearance, she really softens her heart.

What a sensible girl, she dare not go to see a doctor when she is sick, she feels that she is humble, and she only cares about taking good care of her master.Be sensible and courteous, and be grateful.

"He asked you to go..." Jiuliang repeated with a sneer.He took the zongzi from Zhuang'er's wooden tray, and raised his voice and shouted: "Then you go!"

Holding the zongzi in his hand, he kicked open the door of the study room, turned around and closed it heavily again.

Zhuang'er knew he was bored, so he touched his nose and retreated.

The door of the study room slammed, which startled the hall master in front of the table. When he looked up, he saw Jiu Liang walked in vigorously, and he went in without knowing it.

As soon as the hall master put down his pen and stood up, Jiu Liang walked to the table and threw the rice dumpling in his hand all over the table. If nothing else, his article was useless.

"What's the matter?" The hall master didn't seem angry. .I just thought it was a little funny, walked up to him, and poked his forehead.

What a child, no matter how you raise him, you won't grow up.

"Eat, eat, eat!" Jiu Liang was so angry that he didn't even look at him, with his hips akimbo.

Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, where did this zongzi come from? The hall master was amused again by his childish appearance.

He was obviously so angry that he tried his best not to swear, that's Zhou Jiuliang's temper.

It is said that it is Zhou Baoer of the Meng family, what kind of adult are you pretending to be, and there is no outsider at the moment.

"Okay." The hall master coaxed patiently, and said: "I'm busy, I'll accompany you later if you want to eat."

Originally, Jiuliang also wanted to take him home for dinner.

Busy is busy. .We have to make noise sometimes.

It turned out that he had thought of it too, and then he misunderstood that this temper was because he hadn't eaten together for several days.

Although he was still angry, Jiu Liang was still happy after hearing this.

Who is he? He was brought up by Brother Meng, and apart from Brother Meng, he has the final say in the Meng family!Is that comparable to the ordinary wild flowers and weeds outside!

"You're busy!" Touched but still angry: "You're so busy, ah! I won't bother you!"

This is really annoying.

The hall master hurriedly hooked his shoulders, stopped laughing with him, and said seriously: "It's fine, who made you angry? I'm really busy. Look, I've been writing for a long time. I have to do it all over again!"

"Hey, you're so diligent." Jiuliang rolled his eyes at him, with a look of disbelief: "You have time to take care of others, the girl is seeing a doctor, and you haven't had time to prepare essays?"

"What girl?" The hall master couldn't help laughing, Zhou Baoer, whom he raised, is too cute.

Jiu Liang turned his head away from him and snorted childishly.

Looking at the nasal sound and movements, he should not be so angry anymore.Does the hall master still not understand him? If he is really angry, he will ignore you, and he will hum slightly.

Jiuliang also had a simple mind: If you don't remember, then don't worry about it, there's nothing to be angry about.He still has a conscience, if he really remembers, then we will ignore him for three months!

The hall master thought and thought, and he had only talked to that girl in the past two days, and then he covered his face and smiled helplessly.

"What have you been thinking about all day?" The hall master patted the back of his forehead, and said with a smile: "People in the seventh hall, how can I ignore it? It's just a casual sentence."

"All right, all right, you're the wrist, hall master." Jiuliang echoed with inconsistency, his expression was full of dissatisfaction, and he rolled his eyes one after another.

"What are you arguing with a newcomer?" The hall master helped his forehead helplessly.Turn around and untie a zongzi.I pushed aside the zong leaves and blew on it. I knew it wasn't hot, but the way I looked at it was an action I got used to early.

Handed it to Jiuliang's mouth.

"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival." Brother Meng smiled.

"Huh~" Jiuliang grumbled, and still opened his mouth to take a bite of the rice dumpling.

We are generous.

Isn't this happy?The hall master smiled like a loving father and elder brother, just taking that bite, he took a bite himself.

The zongzi made by my wife is delicious.

"I...I just don't like her." Jiuliang chewed the fine meat in the glutinous rice. .The sound of the exit was a little muffled.

"You." The hall master smiled and shook his head.

What's there to care about, who did Master Zhou like?Not to mention a new maid, there are so many Deyun girls outside holding him and chasing him, and I don't see him liking her very much.

I can't even hide back and forth.

When going out to teach, people have to chat a few words at the end, and then chat and laugh with the girls.Fortunately, he hurried home for fear of locking the door!

The hall master has seen a lot and will not be surprised.

"Really!" Jiu Liang stomped his feet angrily when he saw that he didn't take it seriously.Said: "She is different from those girls, she looks gentle and harmless, she has more eyes!"

"Okay, okay, I believe it." The hall master responded casually, holding the rice dumpling and handing it to his mouth. .Feeding zongzi is more distracting than answering: "I'm taking a bite."

"Ah!" Jiu Liang was about to blurt out the words, but this time he took a bite of the rice dumpling.

"You..." With a mouth full of zongzi, he muttered for a long time without saying a word, and just stared at Brother Meng.

The hall master looked at him, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and thought it was funny: "If you don't like it, then you don't like it."

If you don't answer, there will be no end for this ancestor.

Jiu Liang swallowed the zongzi, mouthing like a child.

Said: "She told me: this zongzi, Brother Zhuier's first portion."

The hall master ate the last mouthful of rice dumplings, as if he didn't understand, he smiled indifferently.He picked up the teacup on the table, blew it and handed it to Jiu Liang's mouth: "Drink it."

Eating zongzi, sticky teeth.

Jiu Liang took a sip of tea, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said disgustedly: "Listen to this, how smart do you think you are?"

"A 13-year-old kid, what do you know?" The hall master smiled, took a sip of tea, and said, "You just listen and play, if you don't want to listen, you can drive away, it's up to you."

I have the final say in Qitang, and I let you have the final say.

"Hmph! I'll go back and talk to Danan!" Jiuliang was furious, as if the matter was endless: "What do you think, bring this kind of person back."

We don't even look at the talent and learning by birth, you can't be a human being.

The hateful thing in this world is not the enemy, but someone who loves you and respects you in the name of you.Harm you.

The hall master smiled so much that his brows and eyes turned into the moon, and he was as gentle as jade just looking at it.

"You...if you bear with it, you can still watch some good shows."

"Ah?" Jiuliang didn't react for a while, and was a little dumbfounded: "What do you mean?"

The hall master smiled, shook his head mysteriously, turned around and walked into the table case to clean up the mess on the table.

"You don't go home for dinner..."

"It was you who smashed it."

"Then... when did you write it?"

"Write it tomorrow."

"Oh... what about today?"

"Go home for dinner."

"Oh...ah? Good! Hahaha——"

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Braid brother is naturally the first one, he made a mistake when he was young, but he is the first one!

Between brothers, whoever gets beaten is the same.

But it was his first job. ~.