Do you know: I’m Xu Jiazi

The twelfth lunar month has arrived.

Most of the private schools in the homes of distinguished officials in Beijing have been on holiday.

Shengjia Book School.

The tenth day of the twelfth lunar month

afternoon,

"From today to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, you don't need to come to the lecture hall."

After Zhuang Xuexue finished speaking, he picked up some pieces of paper from the table and said, "This is the homework you have to complete by the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Your names are on it."

Changbai stood up and went over, took the paper from the scholar's hand, and passed it on by name.

Xu Zaijing looked at his own homework and then at Chang Feng's. His paper had more than half as many words as Chang Feng's.

Zhuang Xuexue looked at Xu Zaijing and Gu Tingye and said, "You two will face the county examination in the next year, so you must not slack off."

"Yes, academic."

"Well, let's break up then."

Everyone quickly stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your teachings!"

The servants and maids began to sort out the belongings of the young men and girls.

Zai Zhang turned around and took the paper from Gu Tingye's hand, looked at the homework on it, smiled and gave it back to him. After the boy packed the book box, he left the lecture hall.

He has already passed the county examination.

Changbai, on the other hand, walked up to the scholar who was packing up his books, bowed and said something.

Xu Zaijing and Gu Tingye looked at each other's homework. Well, they had the same amount.

After Qingcao packed up the book box, Xu Zaijing came to the scholar's desk and was about to say goodbye to the scholar, but he saw what the scholar was writing.

Xuexue Zhuang raised his head and glanced at Xu Zaijing and said, "Why, does Brother Jing also need to do more homework?"

Xu Zaijing glanced at Changbai in surprise. It turned out that he was giving him extra homework? ? ?

Changbai smiled slightly.

Xu Zaijing bowed and said: "When you see a talented person, think of him as a scholar, even a student!"

"Okay, just write down what's on Brother Ye's paper."

Hearing this, Xu Zaijing was stunned for a moment. He just wanted the scholar to have more homework. Why?

Chang Bai on the side looked at Xu Zaijing, arched his hand towards him, looked at him with admiration and said: "Brother Jing, I thought I had worked hard enough, but I didn't expect that I admire you!"

Xu Zaijing forced out a smile.

"Yes, academic."

When Gu Tingye heard this, his eyes lit up and he was about to give Xu Zaijing the homework in his hand. Xuexue Zhuang cleared his throat, and Gu Tingye shrank back again.

"Brother Ye, if your classwork is similar to that of Brother Jing in the next year, I won't be able to forgive you."

"Yes, scholar."

At the door of Sheng's house,

Zai Zhang was sitting in his carriage, waiting left and right. Just when he was about to call the boy at home to fetch Xu Zaijing, Xu Zaijing came to the carriage.

"What took you so long to come here?"

"Brother, just now Xuetuo said that he was given one less card for his homework. Here, Xuetuo asked me to bring it to you!"

"What??? Isn't this your handwriting?"

"The scholar asked me to copy Brother Changbai's homework questions. When I go to school in the next year, I will evaluate the strengths and weaknesses of the two of you."

"How could this happen?" Zai Zhang felt depressed after being given extra homework.

Xu Zaijing smiled slightly and thought, of course, I want to work together with you, my second brother!

Back to Quyuan Street,

When Zai Zhang got off the carriage, he didn't even recover from the shock of being given extra classes.

After entering the second gate, Zai Zhang and his Xiao Wu came to his mother's yard, ready to pay their respects to Mr. Sun.

"Brother Zhang and Brother Jing are back!"

The little envoy opened the cotton curtain at the door while announcing, and warm breath came out of the room.

Before the two brothers entered the house, they heard laughter inside.

Xu Zaijing handed the big cloak to the maid in the room, and at a glance he saw his mother sitting on the Arhat's bed, and the two daughters-in-law sitting beside her.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't know what they said, but they all had smiles on their faces.

Hua Lan stood up quickly when she saw Zai Zhang: "Official!"

Zai Zhang handed the big cloak in his hand to Cuichan who came over.

Looking at Yong Ronghua's smiling Hua Lan, his mood instantly improved, and he smiled and nodded to his wife.

Xu Zaijing said: "Mother, what are you talking about with your elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law? Why are you so happy?"

"Telling you about bullying your cousins ​​at Sun's house!"

After hearing what Sun said, Hua Lan and Xie laughed again.

"Sister-in-law said, I hope our eldest brother is as good as this!" Hua Lan looked at Xu Zaijing and said.

"Mom, why are you so happy when I bully your nephew?"

"Go! Go! Go!"

Looking at the funny mother and son, Hua Lan laughed again.

She would never see such a scene in the Sheng family. Her younger brother Chang Bai was serious about words, and Chang Feng was like a mouse meeting a cat in front of the Wang family.

Sheng Hong respected and feared the old lady more than he dared to tease her.

Suddenly, Hua Lan looked around with feeling and found that her official Zai Zhang was looking at her blankly.

Fortunately, just at this moment, An Mei walked in with Li Nu in her arms, and no one noticed Zai Zhang's eyes.

Hua Lan then glared back with an angry look.

The raccoon slave in Anmei's arms saw Xu Zaijing sitting in the hall and hurriedly crawled into Anmei's arms.

"Don't be afraid, Li slave. I'm protecting you. Xiaowu doesn't dare to catch you."

"Meow~"

Later in the evening, Xu Minghua and Xu Zai returned to Xu's house, and the family had dinner.

In order to celebrate today's holiday, Xu Zaijing and his second brother drank some wine with their father and brother. Unknowingly, Zai Zhang drank too much.

When he returned to the courtyard, Hua Lan helped him back.

Hua Lan and Cui Chan helped Zai Zhang get on the bed and took a lot of effort to help him change his clothes. Because of the heat in the room, both of them had a little sweat on their foreheads. Hua Lan sat on the edge of the bed to rest. Tone, when he was about to get up to wash up, he was pulled by Zai Zhang.

"Lady."

Listening to the grunts of their own officials, Hua Lan and Cui Chan looked at each other and smiled.

Then the master and servant came to the dressing table. Cui Chan helped Hua Lan change her clothes and then continued to help her remove the hairpin ring:

"Girl, did you see the way my uncle looked at you when he entered the madam's house?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"When I came in, my face was a little unhappy. When I saw you, girl, my eyes lit up!"

"No way."

After serving his young master, he washed up and waited for him to lie down on the couch.

"Master?"

"Um."

Qingcao blew out the candles in the room and carried the lantern to the bed at the door of the bedroom.

"Miss Qingcao, the water in your soup has just boiled, be careful not to burn it."

"Thank you, Mom Xia."

Qingcao said as he handed the lantern to her.

"What did you say? This is what an old woman should do."

Putting Tang Pozi into the quilt, Qingcao folded her jacket and dress, let down her hair and got into the quilt.

Then Mother Xia walked to the back room with a lantern and continued to guard the stove in the room.

"Woo~woo~hoo"

The north wind howls outside the door,

Qingcao pupated in the quilt, pushed Yu Pozi to the end of the bed, and breathed out a sigh of relief as he smelled the scent of soap locust on the quilt.

"Tomorrow, I won't see Xiaotao."

Thinking about something, Qingcao fell asleep before he knew it.

Opening his eyes, Qingcao yawned and sat up. Yubazi was still warm at her feet under the quilt.

"Mama Xia."

Soon, Xia's mother came in holding a lantern and lit the candles on the table.

After getting dressed, tying up her hair, washing her face, Qingcao came to the back room, mixed the hot water and cold water on the stove in the basin, and carried it into the bedroom.

When the candles in the room were lit, my young master had already put on his cotton-padded underwear.

Qingcao came to her young master, unfolded the clothes and handed them to him. After he put them on, she straightened the folds between the belts.

After washing his face and tying his hair, the master and servant came to the door of the outer room.

Passing the hat and gloves to his young master, Qingcao put on his own ear protection and gloves.

"Walk?"

When my young master spoke, white breath came out of his mouth.

"Um!"

The door was opened, and a gust of cold wind came across.

In the dark morning, the master and servant came to the racecourse, and their son had already started jogging to warm up.

Qingcao walked to the door of the small house with a lantern hanging on it, entered the house, and touched the heads of two big dogs nestled near the stove.

After pouring the hot water from the gurgling kettle into the gourd, Qingcao sat on the short bench and yawned.

Looking at the orange flames in the iron furnace in front of him, Qingcao somehow thought of the scene when the eldest daughter of the Sheng family came in a few days ago.

“I don’t know what my brother’s wife looks like.”