Chapter 1100: Praise
Since graduation, they have rarely seen each other. Nowadays, it is rare to get together, and every morning, several people will take their children to Yi'an's house to talk and chat.
On this day, several people gathered together to chat, and Yi An suddenly said: "I calculate the time, Taisun should have almost arrived in Ho City." β
Feng Xiaoyu hesitated and said: "The court is calm, you said that we overreacted, but in fact, nothing will happen." β
Taisun will come back after the sacrifice, as long as he returns to the capital, he will not be afraid of those cows, ghosts, snakes and gods.
Yi An sneered and said, "NaΓ―ve." The more inaction there is now, the more it shows that they are brewing a bigger conspiracy, and now it is just the calm before the storm. β
It's not so much that Feng Xiaoyu is naΓ―ve, but that she hopes that nothing will happen in the capital.
Qing Shu said with a calm face: "On that day, these people wanted to let the grandson go to Hengshan, but something happened in Hengshan, so they went to Huashan instead. Because the route changed their manpower could not be ambushed in advance, so the grandson was safe and sound during this time. β
Things are basically the same as Qingshu's inference.
Feng Xiaoyu said with a white face: "That is to say, the capital is really going to fall into chaos soon, then, then I have to bring my mother here." β
Yi An shook his head and said, "Your mother will definitely not come, but your sister-in-law is estimated to take her nephew to avoid the villa." β
As a housewife, the more you know that you are in trouble, the more you have to protect the house. Just like her grandmother and mother, they would not leave the capital when they knew that it would not be easy.
Feng Xiaoyu's eyes turned red at once.
Yi An looked at her unproductive appearance and couldn't help scolding: "What are you crying about? It's your dad who should be worried about, not your mom. Your mother is a defenseless woman and child, and it is useless for them to kill her. β
As soon as these words fell, Feng Xiaoyu's tears fell.
Qing Shu said a little helplessly: "Yi'an, can't you talk well?" β
In fact, Feng Xiaoyu understands all these truths, she is just worried that her parents are a little out of proportion. In other words, she has a poor mental capacity.
At this time, the mother-in-law said outside: "Third grandmother, someone from the Feng family said that the eldest princess and Mrs. Shizi came over, and asked Miss Xiaoyu to take the child back." β
Feng Xiaoyu was overjoyed when she heard this, and said, "My grandmother is here with my mother. Qingshu, Yi'an, I'll go back first, and I'll talk about it in two days. β
After saying that, I went back with the child.
Qingshu looked at Yi An and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that Mrs. Shizi would not come to Zhuangzi?" Now not only the Lady of the Prince is here, but the eldest princess is also here. β
Yi An snorted twice or three times and said, "Maybe I will stay for two days and return to Beijing." β
"You're a dead duck with a hard mouth! Once you have come, it is impossible to go back. Qingshu said: "After all, this is a good thing, if only my grandmother and godmother also came over." β
Yi An's expression was a little gloomy: "They won't come." β
Although it is said that there is a father and a big brother, no one with a clear mind will touch the two of them. But there is a case for everything, in case you run into someone who doesn't know your brain! Therefore, they are actually worried, but they are not as superficial as Feng Xiaoyu.
Qingshu smiled and said, "Don't talk about this, I'll make you whatever you want to eat." β
"No need, you go back and take care of Brother Fu'er!"
After Qingshu went out, Mo Xue asked a little puzzled, "Girl, why don't you let Miss Qingshu cook food for you?" β
"You're stupid! Fu Jingene followed Taisun, and Taisun was in danger, and Fu Jingene would definitely rush ahead. She has a smile on her face now, but she is more worried than we are. Yi An said: "She is also strong, if she is replaced by Feng Xiaoer, the useless guarantee will wash her face with tears every day." β
It's a pity that she is injured and can't move now, otherwise she can help a little.
In the afternoon of the same day, the eldest princess sent an invitation to invite Huan Xi and Yi An to come over as guests, and the two took the post.
Yi An said a little depressed: "Ahem, I can't go anywhere while lying in bed, like a waste." β
Qingshu scolded with a smile: "If an ordinary person is so seriously injured, he will have to lie in bed for the rest of his life." You're mostly healed now, and you'll be healed in a few months, so I say you'll be content! β
But even after a few months, Yi'an can't do strenuous exercise. She was injured too badly this time, and she couldn't be completely healed in two or three years.
Broken ribs can actually be raised for a few months, mainly because of spinal injuries, which will be paralyzed nine times out of ten.
Yi An had nothing to say.
On the second day, Qingshu and Huanxi went to the eldest princess's other village. However, after not seeing each other for two months, Qingshu found that the eldest princess had a lot more white hair.
After the two saluted, the eldest princess beckoned to Qingshu and said, "Bring Brother Fu over and show me." β
After looking at Brother Fu'er, she said with a smile: "I said a long time ago that this child looks like Fu Jingene, and after this grows up, it becomes more and more like." β
Feng Xiaoyu complimented: "So it's better to say that grandmother's eyes are good." I looked at it when I washed it, and I thought that he was exactly the same as my brother Chen when he was born, and he looked like a monkey. β
The eldest princess laughed.
Returning the child to Qingshu, she said, "I heard Xiaoyu say that your calligraphy is very beneficial, come, write it to me." β
Soon, a female officer brought pen, ink and paper.
Qingshu thought about it for a while, and wrote down 'There is a road and a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to learning from the sea'.
The eldest princess nodded and praised: "In the past, your words were obscure and stagnant, but now your words are smooth and elegant." Yes, you've crossed that hurdle. With a little more practice, there will be a place for you in the world of calligraphy. β
This is already highly appreciated.
Qingshu shook his head with a smile and said, "Your Highness, I will practice when I have time on weekdays." As for becoming a master calligrapher, I don't think about it anymore. Thinking too much can make it easy to trap yourself in it, so just let it be. β
The eldest princess appreciated her attitude: "You are right, sometimes the more you want, the more you can't get it, your current mentality is very good." β
Qingshu has already passed the most difficult hurdle, as long as she persists, it will only be a matter of time before she becomes a calligrapher.
I have to say that some people are so blessed. How many people want to cross this hurdle but stop at the front, but Qingshu gave birth to a child and easily crossed it.
Feng Xiaoyu also said: "Grandmother, Qingshu is not only good at calligraphy, but her cooking skills are even more amazing. In addition to those hard dishes, she knows how to cook the other signature dishes of Fuyunlou after eating them a few times, and the taste is not inferior to that made by the chef of Fuyunlou. β
When the eldest princess heard this, she smiled and said, "If you are willing to spend your time eating, drinking, and having fun, it will not be much worse than Qingshu." β
It's a pity that Feng Xiaoyu's time is all spent on these, and now her energy and time are on the child.
Feng Xiaoyu said coquettishly: "Grandmother, it's so hard to practice calligraphy, and the cocoons on Qingshu's hands are similar to Yi'an." β
Hearing this, the eldest princess couldn't help but say, "You're embarrassed to say it!" Look at the six of you, Yi An's martial arts are high, Huan Xi's piano skills are superb, Xia Lan's painting skills are outstanding, Gongsun Yingxue is struggling in the palace, Qingshu calligraphy is superb in cooking, what about you? β
Feng Xiaoyu didn't dare to refute, it seemed that she was indeed the only one among the six people who had achieved nothing. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be a little frustrated.