The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 256

After the Dragon Boat Festival, the study room in the front yard of the Baylor Mansion.

After noon, there were clearly visible fine dust suspended in the sunlight. Hong Hui sat in front of the desk, trying to avoid the sunlight projected from the window pane as far as possible.

He hated being tanned and sitting in the sun with eyes closed.

It has been half a month since Honghui entered the study in the front yard.

At the moment, he is studying, and he has no idea that Ama and Brother Hongyi have returned. Ama walked all the way without letting the servants make a sound, and now he is standing in the courtyard, a few steps away from him outside the window , listening to Hong Hui reading.

Hong Qin stood silently a few steps behind his father, watching his younger brother's figure.

Although Hong Hui came to study in the front study, but because of his young age, he was still different from Hong Lin—he could go back to Fujin every day.

Sometimes if the master disciplined him a little more loosely, Honghui could go back to take a nap at noon and talk to Erniang a few words.

The weather is hot, and Wulanara is afraid that his son will catch a cold due to sweat, so he has to change his clothes several times a day—the newly made clothes are just the right size, with a small hat of the same color, which reflects his small face like jade The snow is crystal clear, and there are milk tea bowls and green tea cups on the table next to it, as well as a few small dishes.

The master has just finished assigning homework, let the little elder brother review and write by himself.

After eating and drinking, Hong Hui squinted his eyes and dozed off.

The fourth elder brother came all the way, although the slaves were not allowed to make a sound, but there were still a bunch of little eunuchs in the house to take care of Hong Hui elder brother. Hui almost fell asleep.

He saw nothing.

The fourth elder brother himself is a studious person, and he can't see the child's lazy look since he was a child, let alone this is his only legitimate son.

No wonder Huang Ama wished for more princes, and more—the more children, the wider the choice.

A good heir is always chosen.

Otherwise, you can only pull out the general from the dwarf.

The fourth elder brother stood there for a while, didn't say a word, just sighed, stepped into the room, and coughed.

Honghui had closed his eyes at first, but when he heard this familiar voice, he was so frightened that he sat up straight immediately, and then thought that he should salute his father.

He stood up, with two small hands hanging by his side, and said to Yinzhen, "Ama."

Then he turned around again: "Brother."

Hongqin looked at his younger brother with narrow and deep eyes.

He stood next to the fourth elder brother, behind him was the sunlight projected from the window panes, and a slender and cold figure of him fell on the ground. Although he was only a nine-year-old boy, his aura around him was so fierce that no one dared to underestimate him. trend.

Whether it is the way of doing things in daily life, or the character and momentum - he is actually more like his father than Hong Hui.

Even the fourth elder brother is aware of this.

Although Li's behavior was inappropriate in many years, but after all these years have passed - Yinzhen's dislike for Li has also faded a lot.

What's more, Hongyi has been with him all these years. No matter how the child's mother behaves, he has always taught the child.

Human nature is like this - as long as you have invested energy in it, you may not necessarily pay the most attention to it, but it is also difficult to ignore.

The fourth elder brother's eyes fell on Hongyu's disabled leg, and there was a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes, and he immediately withdrew them.

He couldn't read any more - Honghui was just lazy, but not stupid.

Hongyi is even smarter.

If the children feel something - sooner or later there will be dissatisfaction between the brothers, and even a catastrophe.

Hong Hui still held a piece of pastry in his hand. After standing for a long time, the shortbread cracked and fell on the carpet, and the biscuit crumbs rolled everywhere.

Seeing his son still standing there blankly looking at him, the fourth elder brother said, "Mister is gone?"

Hong Hui hurriedly said: "Yes, the master even assigned homework for my son. After writing for a long time, my wrist was really sore, so I took a break."

This is explaining why he was sleeping and drinking tea and snacks just now.

The fourth elder brother nodded.

He frowned slightly, looked up at the surrounding windows, and felt that the room was still not bright enough.

Seeing his father's frown, Hongyu immediately turned his head and whispered to the servant: "Open the window."

The sunshine of the Dragon Boat Festival finally completely shone into the house.

The father and son all sat down in the room.

Hong Ting first supported the fourth elder brother to sit on the upper seat, and then sat down by himself.

Hong Hui sat on the chair beside him.

According to the request of the fourth elder brother, Honghui showed his father the handwriting he had written—the ink was dripping on the paper, and the legs and feet of some large characters were almost sticking out of the paper.

The fourth elder brother circled a dozen or so words while watching, and then looked up at Hong Lin, with an ugly expression on his face, and said: "Hong Hui, you are not paying attention."

Some of these words are repeated and wrong, and it can be seen that the person who wrote the words was not thinking about it at all.

Listening to Ama's criticism, Hong Hui wrinkled his face and pouted his mouth.

He raised his head several times, as if he wanted to defend himself, but he didn't dare.

bother!The matter of reading is not as easy as he thought.

Hong Hui once again thought of Er Niang's earnest words—does attitude matter?
important!

Because Ama said he didn't care - meaning that he had a bad attitude and didn't take his studies seriously enough.

If he wrote these words well, even if he wrote them ugly, Ama would not look like this, because there is no credit and hard work.

Sitting beside him, Hong Ting was a nine-year-old child—with a pair of bottomless eyes, no trace of immaturity or innocence.

Seeing that Ama had scolded his younger brother for a long time and coughed slightly, Hongyi immediately stood up and went over to him, first brought the tea cup to Ama, and then said in a neither humble nor overbearing way: "Ama calm down—Brother Honghui is still young after all. , It is human nature to be playful, and it will be fine when I enter the study in the future."

He glanced at Hong Hui, and then said: "As an elder brother, I will encourage Hong Hui more in the future, and please rest assured, Ah Ma."

After being criticized for a long time, Honghui finally couldn't hold back anymore, his eye circles were red, and he stomped his feet angrily and yelled at Hongyu: "Who said I'm playful? I'm just tired of writing. Why, you never write? Won't you be tired?!"

The fourth elder brother originally just wanted to say a few words, so that Honghui could correct his attitude towards learning in the future.

What's more, Hongqin has come out to smooth things over.

But he never expected that Honghui would suddenly yell at Hongbin.

It would be fine if he changed to another father, but this scene reminded Yinzhen of Elder Fourteen.

Elder Fourteen hadn't been close to him since he was a child, even when he was in Yonghe Palace, he always said whatever he wanted because of Concubine Youde's favor.

Some words are even contradictory and ugly.

What brothers and sisters are respectful—he Yinzhen basically only experienced it with the thirteenth elder brother.

Yinzhen's face suddenly sank: "Honghui, this is your elder brother!"

(End of this chapter)