Grandpa, she can't be a woman

Chapter 4 What is there to eavesdrop on!
Taking the homework that Pei Yi specially imitated her handwriting, when Yun Xiao climbed over the wall and went back, she saw her book boy Yin pouted, wishing to put her ears directly to the other side of the wall !

Seeing that stupid look, Yun Xiao's brain twitched:
"What about eavesdropping?"

"Ouch!"

The sudden sound above his head made Ziyin get up in fright, and hit his head on a relatively low branch.

Looking up and seeing that it was Yun Xiao, he rubbed himself a little bit aggrieved:
"Isn't it just to go to Pei Shizi to get him to write the homework for you? This thing basically started from the first day of your school. There is nothing to eavesdrop on!"

He just waited here for a while, and just now he seemed to hear some footsteps suddenly, guessing if his eldest son came back, and he had already walked to the wall, so he stepped forward to hear it clearly.

Who would have thought that the moment he made a move, he would be caught on the spot.

After muttering a few words depressedly, Ziyin remembered his purpose of coming to find Yunxiao:

"My lord, Mr. Lin has arrived in the front yard."

"Got it, I'll change my clothes first."

Yun Xiao stayed in Shixiang Building last night, and when she came back in the morning, she knew that her father would have to walk aggressively into her yard again, so she simply lay down on the peach tree branch by the wall and took a nap for a while,

Haven't changed clothes yet.

Mr. Lin is a great Confucian in the world,

Yun Xiao was taught by him since she was a child, and her respect for the old man is genuine, so she naturally didn't want to be rude in front of her husband.

She handed the roll of paper full of homework in her hand to Ziyin's hand, and ordered as she walked:
"Teacher, please go to the study to rest for a while, and I will be there soon."

"promise."

Ziyin put down his hand rubbing his head, took the homework with a bow, and trotted all the way to the front yard.

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In the quiet study room, the sun shines through the hollowed-out tallow window, casting fine and mottled shadows on the corner of the desk.

In the three-legged golden animal incense burner made of bronze, there is still burning incense,
The old man in a large Confucian robe and with only a wooden hairpin holding his gray hair was quietly looking at the article in his hand.

When Yun Xiao walked around the screen from the outside, the old man had just finished reading the last word of the article.

When those wise and peaceful eyes looked at the student who had spent the most time on him, a faint smile slowly appeared:

"Is there another copy?"

"You finished reading the copy just now?"

Skillfully walking to the desk, Yun Xiao accurately found the article written by herself from the messy pile of waste paper at hand, handed it to the old man with both hands,
There is a bit of casualness in the respect, and a little intimacy in the casualness:
"Exactly, teacher, let's see which one is better."

"These two articles choose different starting points, and that one is about..."

As usual, Mr. Lin carefully commented on the two articles she submitted, and then taught some new content.

The study room with a faint aroma of sandalwood is quiet and peaceful, only the occasional sound of some scriptures being flipped, and the speculation and discussion of the old and the young around a certain core point.

Since Yun Xiao heard the news last night, she has been in a heavy mood, as if she also got a moment of peace in this study.

(End of this chapter)