All Hail Cousin Brother

Remember in a second【】

He wanted to see the little girl, holding the pen he used to hold and writing with the pen he used to write.

So, I'm afraid it won't work.

Zhou Linghuai felt a little regretful. If he had known back then, he would not have changed to a softer pen just to fight against his father. He had suffered a lot, but in the end he was not angry with his father.

He could remember that at that time, he took Mr. Jiao's praise for his good writing and went to find his father.

His father took the paper, read it word by word, and finally patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "haha" laughed: "As expected, it is my kind, this cleverness, I will go with me, five or six years old , I already know how to use a soft brush, and if I tell it, my face will be bright." Then, his father proudly patted him on the shoulder again: "You really give me a face."

Back then when he was in Beijing, because he didn't like reading and couldn't write well, he asked the master of the Imperial College to slap his hand every time, but he was often laughed at openly.

Who is going to give you a long face? Take a look at your son's handwriting is better than that of your father, let's see if you have any face.

And ah!

Just like his father, if he really followed his father, wouldn't he be a little fool?

What kind of elm head am I, I don't have any points in my heart?

Let him brag here!

Can't you be a little self-aware?

He is so talented, he followed himself, what does it have to do with his father? The tender bun face was wrinkled into a ball, secretly thinking that he made a mistake.

His father was also proud: "The most beautiful thing I have done in my life is to marry your mother. Your mother was a famous talented woman in Beijing back then!"

Come on, there is no self-knowledge here, it is obviously too self-knowledge.

That's why, like a dog chasing a bone, he chased after her mother, got her hands shamelessly, and gave birth to such a powerful son like him, didn't he just give him face?

Thinking of the past, Zhou Linghuai burst out laughing, calmed down, and looked at the little girl's words: "Cousin has put in a lot of hard work."

The most important thing in calligraphy practice is dedication and diligence, and she has achieved the ultimate in these two points.

Yu Youyao smiled and curled her lips: "My cousin teaches me to practice calligraphy every day,

I can't let my cousin go too hard, let alone make my cousin lose face. "

Everyone knows that her cousin is guiding her to practice calligraphy, and Lin's copybooks are also handwritten by her cousin. If she writes badly, won't she make her cousin lose face?

This is not acceptable!

In the past, the little girl didn't like practicing calligraphy at all. She felt that practicing calligraphy was boring and boring. It was also because of him that she made up her mind and gritted her teeth to practice.

Zhou Linghuai's expression paused slightly, and his throat was a little tight: "From now on, it's good to set aside half an hour to practice every day, and you don't have to push yourself too hard like usual. It doesn't do much good to bury your head and work hard at entry."

At the end, he looked at the smile on the little girl's lips.

Her lips are well-grown, two thin pieces, but they look plump and tender. At such a young age, they are already red like fat dyes, like Han Dan. When she smiles, her lips are like a flower with a bud in it. The spring apricot is suddenly tender.

Seeing such a smile, I also feel fresh and tender, and even the flowers of my heart are blooming together. There are thousands of Prajna Buddhas in the world, and the three thousand worries are not stagnant in my heart.

Yu Youyao nodded vigorously: "Cousin, I have been practicing handwriting for a long time, and I also find it interesting. Seeing that I am improving every day, and the handwriting I write every day is better than the day before, I feel very happy in my heart. , Cousin, look, I still left the words I wrote before."

After finishing speaking, Yu Youyao really dragged out a big camphor wood box from under the bookshelf, sat next to her cousin, and opened the box in front of her cousin.

It contains Yu Youyao's usual calligraphy practice, and not all of them are saved, but if she feels that she has improved, she keeps it for reflection.

Zhou Linghuai glanced at it, and then his eyes froze.

Yu Youyao took out the hairpin lowercase script that she wrote at the beginning: "Look, my handwriting used to be so ugly that I couldn't even look at it myself. Thanks to my cousin, he made me improve in such a short time. Don't worry, otherwise, you will have to write letters with other people's sisters in the future, and you will make people laugh when you go outside."

After finishing speaking, she looked at her cousin with bright eyes.

Zhou Linghuai didn't speak, took the stack of papers in her hand, and looked at each one carefully.

Every piece of paper can see the traces of the little girl's hard work at the desk, some of which were practiced when he was around, and more of which were practiced by herself in the study when he was not around.

Thinking of the little girl who would still bury her head in her desk after he had left, writing vigorously, no matter whether it was raining or raining outside the house, all kinds of fun and excitement had nothing to do with her. The copybook accompanied her through many boring and boring times.

The little girl always likes to be lively.

In the past, I couldn't sit still and always wanted to run outside to play, otherwise I wouldn't have been punished by Mr. Ye Nu at home.

Seeing that her cousin was silent, Yu Youyao called out in a low voice, "Cousin?"

Zhou Linghuai came back to his senses, with a smile on his lips: "It's nothing, I just feel that my cousin is very hardworking, and I feel a little bit in my heart." When the two words came to his lips, he also made him swallow them, and then his throat became more After a while, he changed the subject slightly, and said slowly: "Relaxed!"

Yu Youyao tilted her head and smiled: "Every time my cousin praises me, I feel happy!"

Zhou Linghuai laughed, and tapped her forehead with his finger: "I'm already ten years old, why are you still acting like a child, not ashamed.

^0^ Remember in a second【】

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Yu Youyao covered her forehead and pursed her lips: "Why are you ashamed? I am ten years old and she is also my cousin's cousin. In front of my cousin, of course I am as happy as I am. I don't have to pretend to be an adult, but it is uncomfortable. La!"

Zhou Linghuai also couldn't help laughing.

Yu Youyao suddenly thought of something, and quickly called Chun Xiao.

Chun Xiao stayed outside, and when she heard the young lady calling her, she put down her embroidery work and walked into the room quickly.

Yu Youyao pointed to the curtain beside the window: "Quickly pull up the curtain in the room."

Zhou Linghuai was taken aback when he heard it, but he didn't understand it. The words were so good that the little girl didn't know what to think of, so she pulled the curtain and went away.

Chunxiao was also puzzled, but she didn't ask aloud. She quickly moved forward and pulled the curtain in the room. The bright and spacious study room, which was still sunny just now, suddenly became dark due to the sunlight.

After Chunxiao finished drawing the curtain, seeing that the young lady had no other orders, she left the study again.

Seeing the tightly covered curtain, Zhou Linghuai couldn't help being curious: "Cousin, what are you doing?"

Yu Youyao turned her head to look at her cousin: "Cousin, wait, I'll show you something nice."

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