Time is slow

   Chapter 39 Inkstone

   "What happened today is indeed your elder sister who did something wrong."

   "Grandma!"

   Facing his only precious grandson, Mrs. Deng had a rare face, and asked him: "Hui'er, did you run to your third sister to ask a teacher to ask her guilt?"

  Li Hui pursed his lips in disapproval and did not speak.

   Mrs. Deng shook her head: "Hui'er, have you figured out the ins and outs of the matter?"

   "What's not clear, the eldest sister's forehead is purple and blue—"

   "That's just the result. What's the reason? Can you ask? Just based on past experience, you went to your third sister to settle accounts, and then came to find your grandmother to call the shots for you?"

  Li Hui clenched his fist.

   "Hui'er, you're not too young anymore. You can't hold your breath like this in the future. We are only a boy in the West House, and we will count on you to support this family in the future!"

  Li Hui calmed down: "Grandma, I understand. So what happened today?"

What happened in Yaheyuan involved the personalities of the two girls, which was really disgraceful. As an elder, Mrs. Deng couldn't say much about it, but she saw her grandson's temperament was so detached, so she couldn't care less and dismissed the waiters in the house. The maid and the old lady recounted the matter in detail.

   After Mrs. Deng finished speaking, she asked Li Hui, "My grandmother said you couldn't hold your breath, is that wrong?"

   Li Hui blushed and bowed his head: "Grandmother's lesson is right, I was indeed reckless today. But don't blame the eldest sister, she originally stopped me and said she was wrong, but I didn't listen-"

"Your eldest sister is in a bad mood. Grandmother can understand that this matter is over." Mrs. Deng raised her hand and touched Li Hui's head, full of love, "Go and apologize to your third sister. She used to be old. Small, arrogant temperament, this time back, grandmother looked coldly and has become more sensible. You are a big brother, so be generous. "

   He doesn't want to be the brother of that dead girl!

  Li Hui thought so, but still replied: "Yes, grandson will go to apologize to the third sister."

   One yard is one yard, if you did something wrong, he admits it.

   Mrs. Deng was very relieved and raised her voice: "Qingyun, have you packed your things? Come along with the third son."

  Li Hui looked puzzled.

   Mrs. Deng explained with a smile: "Your third sister has been wronged today. I gave her the Duan Inkstone of the koi lotus play, and I just sent it to her."

   "Where is the Fang Duan inkstone from grandfather?" Li Hui exclaimed.

"Um."

   Li Hui went out with Qingyun in a daze, and thought to himself halfway: Grandmother gave that square inkstone to Li Zhao, does father know?

  Qiao Zhao just sent the He family away, when he heard the maid report that the third son and Qing Yun, the eldest maid of Qingsongtang, came together.

   didn't break in, it seems that the old lady made it clear to him.

   "Invite them in."

   After a while, Li Hui walked in and met Qiao Zhao's calm face, embarrassed.

   His eyes wandered, moved aside, and said with a blushing face: "Third sister... I was wrong today, I misunderstood you, I... apologize to you..."

  Qiao Zhao poured a cup of tea, handed it over, and smiled lightly: "The third brother sincerely apologizes, then I accept it."

  Vegetarian hands were rosy, holding the ice-patterned tea cup that was blue in the rain, Li Hui's scalp was numb.

   Shouldn't there be laxatives in the tea?

   Greeting Qiao Zhao's black grape-like eyes, Li Hui took the teacup with his teeth and raised his head to drink.

   After apologizing, Li Hui felt uncomfortable, put down the teacup and hurried away.

  Qingyun, who was waiting outside, handed the inkstone to Qiao Zhao and left.

  Qiao Zhao heaved a long sigh of relief.

   It's finally quiet now.

   She opened the soft cloth wrapping the inkstone, revealing a smooth and moist inkstone.

   Yingbai's fingers swept across the inkstone, and Qiao Zhao nodded.

   It looks like a good inkstone, which shows that the old lady is trying her best to make up for the aggrieved granddaughter.

  Thinking about Mrs. He and Mrs. Deng again, Qiao Zhao smiled.

   Life in Loei doesn't seem to be that bad either.

   Facing a good inkstone, she became interested, and knocked on the inkstone platform with her head tilted to listen to the sound it made.

   "Girl, Master is here."

   Following Binglu's report, Li Guangwen stepped in.

   The girl turned her head to the side and tapped the inkstone naughty, causing Li Guangwen to be shocked: "Hurry up!"

   He rushed over, met Qiao Zhao's stunned eyes, resisted the urge to grab the inkstone, and taught a lesson: "The inkstone that the old lady rewarded you with is a rare treasure, how can you treat it so lightly?"

  Qiao Zhao blinked.

   Where is she rash? She is obviously very responsible.

  Qiao Zhao put down the inkstone.

   "Light it up, light it up!" Li Guangwen stared at Qiao Zhao's hand, and when he saw that she had put it away, he was relieved and criticized, "How can you knock it indiscriminately?"

   Qiao Zhao was amused: "Father, I'm listening to the sound to distinguish the quality."

   "Identify quality by listening to sound?" Li Guangwen made it clear that he did not believe that his ignorant daughter would understand this.

   "Yes, the sound of wood is the top, followed by the sound of tile, and the sound of gold is the bottom. The square inkstone that my grandmother gave me is a good inkstone."

  Li Guangwen glanced at Qiao Zhao in surprise, and suddenly felt that his daughter was quite pleasing to the eye: "Of course it's a good inkstone, this is what your grandfather used. Back then—"

   He begged for a long time, but his mother didn't give it to him, but now he actually gave it to his daughter...

  Li Guangwen's mood was quite complicated, and he glanced at the inkstone platform one after another.

  What do you want to do?

   The desire in the eyes of the father was too obvious, Qiao Zhao pushed the inkstone over: "If father likes it, I will give it to you."

   "No, no." Li Guangwen shook his head again and again, and said righteously, "This is what your grandmother gave you, how can you give it to others? Zhaozhao, you must practice more diligently in the future to live up to your grandmother's expectations."

   "Well, I know, I will make the best use of it in the future."

  Li Guangwen nodded in relief, staring at the inkstone reluctantly.

  Qiao Zhao smiled sweetly: "It's better than this, my father told me an interesting story, and I lent my inkstone to my father to play with for a few days, just as a daughter showing filial piety."

  Li Guangwen's eyes lit up, then darkened: "Ahem, how can I tell stories for my father."

  How could a serious person like him read a book of words that young people like.

  Qiao Zhao nodded secretly.

  It's fine if it won't, she knew that the father would say so.

  Qiao Zhao finally revealed his real purpose: "Then father can also tell me interesting things that happened outside."

   It takes time for Ah Zhu to get along with the people in the palace, but now she is eager to know what is going on outside, so inquiring from Mr. Li, who is an official in the court, is the best choice.

   She was thinking of going to her father to play a game of chess.

   "An interesting thing outside?" Li Guangwen frowned and thought for a while, then sighed, "There is no interesting thing, but there is a tragic incident."

   "What tragedy?" Qiao Zhao looked curious, but his heart tightened.

   "Mr. Qiao, do you know? I remember that your mother used to buy Mr. Qiao's copybooks for you to copy." Mr. Qiao is a master of both calligraphy and painting, and there are bookstores that print his calligraphy and sell them as copybooks.

"Um."

   "Mr. Qiao's family was hit by a fire. Only Mr. Qiao's brother and sister survived. Now they are living in Kou Shangshu's mansion."

  Qiao Zhao's eyes suddenly became wet.

   After many days of worry, she finally got a little bit of news from her family!

   I was in the hospital during the day and could barely sleep at night, feeling like I was going to collapse. Don't worry, there will be more when it's on the shelves. Thanks to Fengwu Qiuyin, the sachets of the purple-blue sea, the ink-colored water reversal, the spicy shrimp balls, the eloquent talk and laugh, the small-eyed manman, the reverse-seeking, the purple-blue sea rewarding Peace of mind, thanks to the book friends who voted for the recommendation. I still need a recommendation ticket before it goes on the shelves. I hope everyone can vote for Shaoguang Slow, thank you very much.

   (end of this chapter)