Sheng Fu

Chapter 425 You Can't Beat Me Now

At the foot of the mountain, there is a newly built manor with a simple and simple style. There is not much scenery in the garden, only a vegetable garden, a stable and a simple weapon rack.

Jing's father and Jing's mother lived here, and Yuxiu occasionally came here to have a look.

The candles were brightly lit in the room, and the teacher Yang Ju was giving lectures on the scriptures, while Father Jing and Mother Jing were sitting in their respective desks and listening quietly.

Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao stood not far from the door and watched quietly.

"Judging from the spirit of the parents at the moment, they have gone through the hardships of the early days of schooling, and have already attained the first glimpse of the door." Yu Wenjun said gently.

Jing Peiyao looked carefully, and smiled unconsciously: "That's great."

Not long after, Yang Ju put down the scriptures in his hand, and said softly to the two elders: "This is the end of the lectures. The homework is a long-lasting calligraphy. The handwriting is mainly neat, and there is no need to deliberately pursue the aura."

Jing's father and Jing's mother nodded solemnly.

The teacher suddenly froze, and immediately bowed deeply with his hands together and said: "Meet the suzerain, madam."

Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao entered here hand in hand.

Jing's father and Jing's mother turned around to look, and suddenly laughed from ear to ear.

Yu Wenjun said softly to Yang Ju: "There is no need to be too polite, but can I stop the calligraphy class tonight, if it is really impossible to stop, it is up to the master."

Calligraphy can be used to warm and nourish the charm, but it can be used to correct distracting thoughts in the mind and to master knowledge.

At some point, practicing calligraphy can also be unique, especially for those who are not very knowledgeable.

Yu Wenjun also doesn't know how far the knowledge of his father-in-law and mother-in-law has reached in recent days. Yang Ju's calligraphy assignment at night may have deep meaning in it, even Yu Wenjun must pay attention to it.

Jing's father and Jing's mother looked at the teacher expectantly and obediently.

Yang Ju showed a look of embarrassment, he hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Jing Peiyao held her mother's hand and said softly, "You might as well go practice calligraphy with your father, and I will go to the kitchen with your son to cook for you."

Mother Jing had no choice but to smile far-fetchedly: "It's okay, I thought you would come here once after all, and make dumplings for you."

Jing Peiyao smiled softly, "Okay, Yu Wenjun and I will make dumplings for you."

Jing's father and Jing's mother immediately warmed their hearts, and they laughed from ear to ear, but the majesty of the husband is here, so the two had to grind obediently first.

The teacher did not deliberately show a little respect to the elders just because of his status as the elders. When he became strict, especially the uprightness and the old-fashioned pedantic appearance on his body, the elders were in awe.

Yu Wenjun said gently: "Mr. Lao, let's go to work in the kitchen first."

Yang Ju nodded slightly, then sat on the podium and began to read books, and the two elders also began to write with a pen.

The young couple entered the small kitchen and saw that there was a complete set of food, oil and meat.

Yu Wenjun suddenly felt a little confused, and said solemnly: "In the past when I went to the prime minister's mansion, I also fought in the kitchen, but I just lit the fire and didn't do anything else."

"From my lady's point of view, what can I do?"

With quick hands and feet, Jing Peiyao held a kitchen knife, put the meat on the cutting board, and began to chop stuffing.

While chopping stuffing, he said implicitly: "What you can do depends on your heart."

Yuwenjun: "..."

"I can stay with you, Madam shouldn't be busy in the kitchen alone."

Jing Peiyao glanced at Yu Wenjun, and said with a strange smile: "You can't beat me now."

Yu Wenjun rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up the onions and garlic. Although his hands were a little clumsy, his heart was more pious.

Parents are practicing calligraphy at the moment, Jing Peiyao's technique of chopping stuffing is very gentle, and there is no sound of tumbling on the sticky board.

After a long time, the dumpling stuffing was chopped.

The green onion and garlic in Yu Wenjun's hand were also properly tossed, and with a flash of the Duan Nian knife, it turned into a sky full of stars and sprinkled on the dumpling stuffing.

Jing Peiyao poured in the salt and vinegar sauce and stirred it evenly. From the beginning to the end, she looked very serious. Yu Wenjun saw it in her eyes and was happy in her heart.

Next, knead the dough and roll the dumpling wrappers.

Naturally, Yu Wenjun couldn't intervene in this matter, so he poured water into the pot and started to light a fire.

Inadvertently, there was an extra person in the room.

Yuxiu came, and she stood at the door, watching quietly, without making a sound.

Jing Peiyao was keenly aware, and suddenly turned around, Yuxiu was smiling at her, and made a booing gesture, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law both looked at Yu Wenjun who was lighting the fire and boiling water, and everything was kept silent.

As the fire gradually started, Yu Wenjun let out a long breath, these things are really difficult.

Turning around to see mother coming, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "How long has mother been here?"

Yuxiu said softly: "Not for a long time, but I also saw your clumsy appearance in lighting a fire."

I wanted to mobilize my true energy, but when I thought about making dumplings for my father-in-law and my mother-in-law, mobilizing my true energy seemed insincere.

At this moment, Jing Peiyao has started rolling out the dumpling wrappers.

Yuxiu didn't offer her hand, but asked, "Is it really okay for you to settle that fox in Yuxi Town?"

Jing Peiyao answered this question instead of Yu Wenjun: "She has contributed to the Dragon Clan, and it is worth it. Mother, don't think about it too much. After the Nine-Tails bloodline is awakened, she will also be a great help to the Dragon Clan."

"In the future, he may be a pillar of power."

"This is official business."

Yuxiu rubbed her nose and said with a smile: "You're so sensible, I don't mind this matter, she has indeed made merit, but she always feels that this matter is a bit inappropriate, she can be settled elsewhere, and there is no need to settle in Yuxi Town. "

"But that's the end of the matter, so I won't say any more."

"In a few days, I will visit her."

Yuxiu's so-called visit will naturally not go empty-handed, and Ling Yuqing will also get some real benefits.

Yu Wenjun thought for a while, and said: "Mother, but she is gentler, she is a stubborn girl, but Yuan Yu and Yuan Ling will make her a mess, after a long time, she may open up her mind, don't have some understanding .”

Yuxiu hummed and reminded, "You can make dumplings now. Speaking of which, I've never seen you do anything."

Jing Peiyao laughed, and Yu Wenjun came to the chopping board in embarrassment, and began to make dumplings clumsily.

Yuxiu saw it in her eyes and warmed it in her heart.

In a moment, the dumplings will be ready to be cooked.

In the main hall, Jing's father and Jing's mother finished writing, and the old couple looked at each other tacitly and walked to the gentleman's desk, offering their handwriting with both hands.

The content of calligraphy is just some simple Confucian moral articles.

Yang Ju picked up Father Jing's handwriting and looked it over carefully, and said slowly: "The frame is solid, but the handwriting is sometimes sloppy. Tomorrow, you can do more physical work. After sweating profusely, you can feel it carefully."

Father Jing bowed slightly and said softly, "Understood."

Yang Ju picked up Jingmu's handwriting again, looked at it carefully, and said after a few glances: "It's more than detailed, and the frame is not bad, but it still needs to be carefully carved. I remember going to meditate by the stream for an hour tomorrow morning. , if you feel dry mouth in the middle, don’t stop.”

It's not that Yu Wenjun and Jing Peiyao are so serious. Yang Ju has always been serious about the two elders, and the homework assigned by Jing Peiyao made father Jing and mother feel uncomfortable, but at the same time he can do his best.

Mother Jing bowed her head and replied humbly: "Mr. Xie."

Yang Ju warmly said: "get out of class can be over."

The old couple clasped their hands together and bowed deeply to the gentleman with a very dignified posture.

After a while, the smell of dumplings came into the house.

(End of this chapter)