All Hail Cousin Brother

Zhou Linghuai lowered his eyes and said, "My cousin is absurd."

Yu Youyao solemnly put away the copybook, and handed it to Chun Xiao who was beside her: "Cousin, don't be modest, it would be great if my handwriting is half as good as my cousin's."

Zhou Linghuai was speechless for a while, looking at the little girl's round face, his fingers felt itchy for no reason.

On the contrary, Mrs. Yu saw her granddaughter's envious and ashamed face, and couldn't help joking: "I want to compare with your cousin, first write the handwriting correctly, I have never seen such a big girl's family, writing like a dog crawling of."

Yu Youyao blushed tenderly, couldn't help stamping her feet, annoyed and annoyed: "Grandmother, you're making fun of me, my cousin is still here, do I want to lose face?"

Madam Yu couldn't help laughing "haha".

Everyone else in the room also held their handkerchiefs to cover their mouths and smiled, no wonder the old lady prefers the eldest lady, who doesn't like this colorful dress to entertain relatives.

Even Zhou Linghuai held back the corner of his mouth, wondering how ugly this little cousin's handwriting was.

But after this commotion, the polite atmosphere in the room became much more active.

Then, Zhou Linghuai bowed to Yu Shuangbai again, and also gave the copybook he wrote. Yu Shuangbai happily accepted it, but because he was not interested in the copybook, he handed it over to the maid.

Then it was Yu Jianjia's turn.

After the two greeted each other, Yu Jianjia glanced vaguely at Zhou Linghuai's legs, and took the gift with a smile: "Thank you, cousin."

Zhou Linghuai nodded lightly, turned his head and continued to recognize people.

There was harmony in the room.

Yu Zongzheng patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What's the matter with your leg?"

Old Madam Yu frowned, and the eldest son kept saying that he didn't know how serious he was, he was already in his thirties or forties, and he didn't see much progress.

Zhou Linghuai just came to the door today, and he poked people's heart in front of everyone in the family, and he didn't know how to take into account the occasion and timing.

When will I live in Yu's house in the future?

Doing things so straightforwardly, without knowing how to hide it, makes people feel unhappy for no reason.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was an express regulation that officials should not be convicted of admonitions. With this temperament, he can only stay in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Yu Zongshen also meant the same thing, smiled, and changed the subject: "Ling Huai traveled all the way from Youzhou to Beijing, and the journey was tiring, so we should arrange it carefully first."

Yu Zongzheng realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and was a little embarrassed.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Zhou Linghuai couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair. Zhou Linghuai lowered his eyes and said respectfully, "Three years ago, when I was playing with my friends, I accidentally fell off the horse and was trampled and broke my leg." .”

An understatement that seems to be merely stating the facts.

But no one present was stupid.

Three years ago, the Zhou family got involved with the king of Youzhou, and a major event arose. The Zhou family was forced out of power. It might not be a surprise.

Apparently it was an unbearable past.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

At this moment, Yu Youyao squatted next to Zhou Linghuai, looked up at him with a slightly raised neck, and said calmly, "Does my cousin's leg still hurt?"

Zhou Linghuai froze for a moment, then shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Cousin, don't be sad." Yu Youyao didn't know how to comfort her cousin for a while, she frowned and thought about it, and then said, "What's that called?"

She wrinkled her small face, looking a little distressed, and tapped her head with her small fist, and felt for the first time what "a good book will be hated when it is used up": "Anyway, it is, the sky will send a big responsibility to the people." Also, you must first suffer your heart and mind, exhaust your muscles and bones, starve your body, empty your body, and disturb your patience, Zeng, Zeng..."

Yu Youyao held back for a long time, but she didn't let out a fart, but her little face turned red from holding back.

Madam Yu laughed until she fell down.

Others in the room also laughed incessantly. The young lady's three years of family education seem to be in vain.

Only Yu Zongzheng had an old face, and felt that this daughter was ignorant and shameful, and was about to open his mouth to scold, when he heard a somewhat hoarse voice: "Xing Fu messes with what she does, so she is tempted and patient." , Zeng benefited what he could not, from Mencius's "Born in Sorrow, Died in Peace"."

It was Zhou Linghuai's voice.

"Yes, yes, yes, this is it." Yu Youyao's eyes lit up, and she looked at her cousin with shining eyes, full of admiration: "My cousin writes well, and even reads books better than others. sharp."

The girl's innocent words are clear and magnanimous, just like the "Medicine Master Sutra" said: "The body is like glass, clear inside and outside, pure and free from blemishes."

Zhou Linghuai said, "Thank you, cousin."

With Yu Youyao's fuss, the embarrassment in the room was almost gone.

When Zhou Linghuai went to Beijing, he brought a young servant named Chang'an with him, and an old servant, Uncle Sun, who was said to know some medical skills, and was guarding the luggage at the inn.

Butler Wu found a few dexterous servants to check out of the inn where Zhou Linghuai was staying and carry luggage.

Grandma Liu took Zhou Linghuai to the Fuqu Pavilion for resettlement.

"Grandmother, I'll go over and have a look too." Before Madam Yu agreed, Yu Youyao had already bouncing after her.

Madam Yu shook her head, but did not stop her.

After being ill for such a long time, this girl has become much more obedient than before, and she hasn't messed around for a long time. She really has grown up, but her lively temperament has not changed.

The Fuqu Hall used to be the courtyard where Yu Miaofu lived. After Yu Miaofu got married, the courtyard had been vacant due to the small population in the mansion. Yesterday, after Zhou Linghuai's greeting card was delivered to the door, Mrs. Yu ordered someone to tidy it up.

Yu Youyao raised her small head, looked at the plaque on the door, and frowned: "Mama, my cousin is a man, and the name of Fuqu Pavilion is not good, so we need to change it."

Grandma Liu was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect this moment: "The old slave is negligent, what name does Young Master Biao want to change? The old slave ordered someone to change the plaque."

Zhou Linghuai's thoughts moved slightly, and he turned to look at the thoughtful little cousin beside him: "What do you think?"

Yu Youyao didn't know how to be polite at all, and she looked eager to try: "Cousin is wearing blue clothes today, why not call him Qingquyuan!"

Grandma Liu twitched her old mouth, the eldest lady chose her name so casually.

"Cousin, cousin, it's called Qingquyuan." The little girl thought the name sounded good, and she pulled Zhou Linghuai's sleeve when she was happy, and shook it lightly, her little face was full of anticipation.

Zhou Linghuai had always disliked being in contact with people. Just as he was about to pull back his sleeves calmly, he saw the little girl's round white fingers gently twisting the corner of the sleeves, showing a sense of caution. For some reason, her arms froze. Nodding his head, he said, "Then it's called Qingquyuan, thank you cousin."

But Zhou Linghuai forgot, there is a word in this world called "instrument".