Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

If he was young, Xie Zhiyun would have been irritated by him.

When she was young, she didn't know how to restrain her emotions. Whenever she was targeted by her father in this way, she couldn't help but retort.

But her rebuttal would often aggravate her father's punishment.

As he got older, he wouldn't punish her with slaps again, except for those two times, he never touched the board.

But his punishment is more uncomfortable.

He asked her to write a treatise, and then let all the gentlemen of ethnology comment on it, and asked her to copy those criticisms ten times, and she couldn't sleep until she finished copying.

This kind of torture is unacceptable to a young girl.

After about 15 years old, Xie Zhiyun rarely contradicted him again.

Because it doesn't make sense at all.

She hadn't calmed down and accepted her father's discipline, she just found it useless to contradict and refute.

The only one who suffers is yourself.

His father treated Xie Zhixing in the same way, but Xie Zhixing was not afraid of anything, he just didn't write commentaries, he just didn't accept criticism, so Xie Yuan treated him more and more simply.

Hit directly.

The beating made his palms red and swollen, and it hurt to eat with chopsticks, Xie Zhixing didn't bow his head.

The two siblings are actually very stubborn.

Facing her father's questioning again at this time, Xie Zhiyun was not very angry. She regarded him as a patient with a broken heart, and patients can talk nonsense.

"Never, this time it was framed by someone behind the scenes, and it has nothing to do with my daughter or Ah Xing."

Xie Yuan was not surprised by her calmness.

But he still didn't let Xie Zhiyun go, and said again: "You are now the young lady of Su Guogong's mansion, and you are taking on the responsibility of the Su Guogong's clan wife. You must be cautious in your words and deeds, and nothing can go wrong."

She is a human being, not a Buddha statue, so how can she not make mistakes?
Xie Zhiyun slandered in her heart, but opened her mouth and said, "Yes, my daughter knows."

After going back and forth, Xie Yuan has nothing to say.

He paused, finally let go of his hand, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"It will be Qingming in a few days, remember to pay respects to your mother."

This time Xie Zhiyun answered very happily: "Yes, my daughter will lead Ah Xing and Wei Ji to go together."

Xie Yuan nodded, and the father and daughter looked at each other speechlessly for a while.

They are not inseparable, gossip is commonplace, and Xie Yuan is not a father who can care about the lives of his children.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Xie Yuan said: "Ah Xing is good at Pinduzhai. He doesn't think about making progress, and he is not good at his studies. Recently, the ethnology study has been closed. It will take two months to start classes again. He has to learn." Let's do some chores."

"You can't be a person who doesn't understand anything, and let the clan support you in the future."

Xie Zhiyun still couldn't help but say a few words for Xie Zhixing's book: "Ah Xing has done a good job in Pinduzhai, the accounts of the new books are clear, and he has also selected a few insightful policy books, which I heard that regular customers like very much. "

Xie Yuan shook his head.

"As the patriarch of the Xie clan, he can do too little." Xie Yuan looked at the pile of books on the table, and rarely talked too much. It is to rearrange these orphaned copies so that they can be passed on.”

"Even if the war continues, even if the population declines, even if people disappear, these books must still exist," Xie Yuan said, "This is the foundation of our Han people and our cultural heritage."

But Xie Zhixing couldn't do this.

Xie Zhiyun was silent for a moment, but felt that Xie Yuan's statement was correct.

After all, they are parents and children, and there is no deep hatred. Xie Zhiyun has become more tender-hearted since his relationship with Wei Ji got better.

Sometimes, it is better to say a few more words than to be bored all the time.

Although Xie Yuan has a stubborn personality, there is no one in the family of three who is not stubborn.Xie Yuan is indeed strict with them, but without these strict disciplines, it seems that she would not be what she is today.

It is true that a strict teacher produces an excellent apprentice, but Xie Yuan used the wrong method.

In those disciplines, he insisted on going his own way, without considering her and Ah Xing's feelings, and never cared about their face.

Since childhood, she and Ah Xing have grown up in such a harsh environment. They are like wheat seedlings in dry land without rainwater irrigation, and they have to work hard to grow better and taller than others.

In terms of kinship and harmony, there is definitely no such thing, but she is not indiscriminate between right and wrong. Xie Zhiyun agrees with Xie Yuan's idea of ​​inheriting culture.

"Father, Ah Xing can't do such a thing. He is bold, romantic, and likes the scenery outside the mountains and the paths in the fields. He is not suitable to be locked up in the study. He can only face this room full of paper squares for the rest of his life."

Xie Zhijun's voice was cold, and every word echoed in the study.

Xie Yuan's fingers trembled slightly, he held his right hand tightly with his left hand, so that no one could see his gaffe.

"Father, Ah Xing is Ah Xing, I am me, we will never be you, and we will never be mothers."

Xie Zhiyun turned her head away, not to look at her father's thin and handsome face, her eyes fell on the fountain below, and suddenly remembered a small incident when she was four years old.

She remembered that day when she was playing at the fountain, she accidentally fell and wet the hem of her clothes. She seemed to be afraid of getting dirty since she was a child, so she squatted there and cried.

At that time, my mother was arranging books with my father in the study, and when she heard her cry, she looked out from here.

For the young Xie Zhijun, the second-floor attic was so tall, and his mother and father were so far away, as if they were in the sky.

In her memory, her mother's face at that time was already blurred, and her father was not as taciturn as he is now.

She just remembered that her mother said to her: "Nian Nian, look at yourself naughty, and don't let Grandma Jia wash your dirty clothes."

When she heard this, she was so wronged that she wanted to cry again.

It was her father who was busy persuading her: "What are you scaring the child for? Nian Nian, you obediently follow Mother Jia back home, and you will be clean after taking a bath and changing clothes."

"you……"

Xie Zhiyun's memory was suddenly interrupted by Xie Yuan, she raised her eyes and looked at Xie Yuan.

He and the one in memory seemed to be two people.

Xie Yuan felt a little pain in his heart. He was obviously in good health and had no heart or lung problems, but he just felt distressed.

He stopped after saying "you", and then said: "But this family must be handed over to Ah Xing."

Xie Zhiyun had already thought about this, and said: "Father, it turns out that grandfather was not doing these things when he was around. There are so many clan members in the family, and there is always someone who is good at recording. Why do you have to let Ah Xing do it himself? "

She stood in front of Xie Yuan, with a graceful figure and earnest words, Xie Yuan was a little dazed, and suddenly realized that his daughter had grown up so much.

Yes, she is already married.

Xie Zhiyun finally said something serious: "Father, you can't just force Ah Xing just because you like to do these things, read books, and sort out lonely books."

"It's not fair to him."