Chapter 85
The literati at the banquet were all discussing this poem, which was a bit noisy. In addition, the poem was very long, and Huo Shishu couldn't remember it all at once, so she had to ask the little milk boy to recite it again near her.

The little milk boy looked at Luo Wanshu, saw her mother nodding, and then obediently walked towards Huo Shishu.

When he was two steps away from Huo Shishu, Huo Shishu's expression was not obvious, but there was disgust in her eyes and she said: "When I write, I'm not used to people being so close to me, it will affect me, you just stand there."

The little milk boy was kind, raised his head and asked, "I don't watch you write, what if you make a typo?"

Bai Xiucui also came over just now. She didn't have the slightest affection for this child. Knowing that Huo Shishu was inconvenient to say some things, she said maliciously: "Who do you think Mrs. Zhao is? She is very knowledgeable and famous in Anyang City. It's just a poem, how could she make a mistake?"

These words won Huo Shishu's heart, she looked at Luo Wanshu, and said leisurely: "Young master's temperament is really similar to yours."

Luo Wanshu knew that she was saying that she was worrying about things she shouldn't be worrying about, but compared to talking about it, she was never afraid of Huo Shishu.

Anyway, before she started writing, Luo Wanshu pretended to be concerned and said: "My son is also kind, so it's fine if Mrs. Zhao doesn't appreciate it."

Huo Shishu held back her breath and looked away.She wanted to rely on this calligraphy and painting to make a comeback, so after the little Naiwa started reciting poems, she wrote very seriously, almost incorporating what she had learned over the years into the calligraphy and painting.

The little milk boy was standing two steps away from her, which was not far away. He could see what she wrote on the paper by standing on tiptoe.

But Huo Shishu didn't want him to watch, so Bai Xiucui walked over, blocked his sight, and stared at him to prevent this unlucky guy from making any small moves.

After finishing a poem, Huo Shishu glanced at it contentedly, and when she was about to let the servant girl pick it up, the little baby's voice suddenly sounded: "Auntie, the baby said you would make mistakes!"

Huo Shishu's heart skipped a beat, she didn't look at the calligraphy and painting, but blamed the little milk baby: "Didn't I tell you to stand where you are? Why are you here?"

Luo Wanshu couldn't bear it long ago, she came over with a cane, protected the little milk baby behind her, and looked at Huo Shishu coldly: "When my son recited poems for you, you said he would affect your writing, so that you can't write. He stands far away, now that you have finished writing, no one is allowed to approach, why, can he still affect the words you have written?"

"I……"

Luo Wanshu interrupted her: "As for why my son came close, this is a poem he memorized. You said that you want to copy it down, but he can't check it? Come on, son, tell me, what did she do wrong?"

Huo Shishu wanted to suppress this matter before everyone saw the calligraphy and painting, and said first: "There are so many homophones, I must have made a mistake! I will write another copy later, just correct it!" Please stand in front of me and look at the head office this time!"

She had no idea, so she looked at Luo Wanshu pleadingly, asking her to save herself some face.

Luo Wanshu came here to teach her a lesson, how could she save face?When she was in the teahouse, in front of so many people, and said that the little milk baby was a disaster, why didn't she think about saving some face for the Luo family?
Thinking of this, Luo Wanshu rubbed the baby's head, motioning for him to continue.

 Remind everyone to vote and check in~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like