The Three Kingdoms Voyage

Chapter 2 Xiao Zhou Lang

The boy in front of him is Zhou Xun, Zhou Yu's eldest son.Inheriting the excellent genes of Zhou Yu and Xiao Qiao, Zhou Xun is very beautiful, with thick eyebrows like swords, eyes like lacquer spots, red lips and white teeth, just like a young man with elegant manners.

"It turned out to be the eldest brother." Sun Shao suppressed the anger of the violent child, showed a smiling face, and returned the salute according to the etiquette in memory, and asked politely: "What's the important thing to come so early?" ?”

Zhou Xun was a little surprised. Although they were cousins, their relationship was not harmonious. Every time Sun Shao saw him, he had a look of displeasure on his face, as if Zhou Xun owed him hundreds of gold. That kind of unhappiness was interpreted as envy and couldn't be concealed. It was the first time in the past few years that he talked to him with a smile on his face like today.Zhou Xun was used to Sun Shao's rudeness that concealed his inferiority complex, but he was not used to Sun Shao talking to him so calmly, and stood there for a while, forgetting to answer.After a while, he replied in a panic: "It's nothing serious. My younger brother will go to Jianye to receive troops in a few days, and my mother and younger siblings will also move there. I can no longer hang around with my elder brother day and night. I am very sad." , so by the order of my mother, I am here to invite my aunt and elder brother to come to the house tomorrow to have a talk."

As Zhou Xun said, with a smile on his face, he stared at Sun Shao intently, with a look of hope in his eyes. He hoped to see the familiar angry expression of Sun Shao. This thought lasted forever, so he immediately lowered his head and said to himself Blaming myself for some gaffes.The most frustrating thing about Sun Shao is that he has been unable to give troops even though he is already dead. He didn't want to provoke him, so he came to Daqiao directly, but he didn't expect to be provoked by Sun Shao's abnormal attitude just now, so he couldn't help it again. With the intention of fighting, it seems that my kung fu of cultivating the mind is still not at home.

Sun Shao didn't seem to understand the meaning of Zhou Xun's words, so he chuckled: "So that's the case, then congratulate brother first. Please wait here, brother, I will come to see my mother."

"Brother, thank you." Zhou Xungong replied, and then Sun Shao went upstairs.

When Sun Shao climbed up the small building, the resentful sound of the piano had stopped, and the middle-aged Qiaoying stood in front of the door, looking at the calm Sun Shao with a gentle smile.

"Aunt Qiao, is mother there?" Sun Shao saluted Qiaoying.Qiaoying has contributed to his upbringing, and he has always respected her as Aunt Qiao, not as a slave.

"The madam is waiting inside." Qiaoying returned the salute, raising her hand to push aside the beaded curtain on the door.Sun Shao entered the door sideways, Daqiao in plain clothes was sitting in front of the piano case, his thin hands were still on the piano, when he saw him coming in, he only glanced at him, and then lowered his eyes again.She was very thin, her eye sockets were sunken, her cheekbones were high and her cheeks were sunken, and her two hands on the piano were skinny and her joints were clearly visible.The whole person is like a dead tree with no leaves, lifeless, and there is no beauty at all.

Looking at the haggard bridge, Sun Shao felt a little sad for no reason. He naturally knelt down in front of the bridge, leaned on the ground, and swallowed: "Mum, you've lost weight again."

Daqiao twitched the corners of his mouth, a smile flashed from the corner of his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.She also heard clearly what Sun Shao and Zhou Xun said downstairs just now, and was quite surprised that Sun Shao didn't speak ill of Zhou Xun today.But she also knew that although Sun Shao was not her own, and he no longer depended on her as before when he grew up, his feelings for her were sincere.Seeing Sun Shao, she was no different from seeing her own son.

"Aman." She called Sun Shao by his nickname: "Your aunt came to invite us to come to the house for a talk, you see..."

Daqiao pushed a bamboo slip on the table forward, and Sun Shao took a look at it. There were a few lines of beautiful and elegant characters written on the bamboo slip, the meaning of which was not much different from what Zhou Xun said just now, but it was clearly stated in it. Daqiao and Sun Shao should be invited together.Sun Shao understood a little bit, maybe there were some banquets in the past, and the violent boy was always reluctant to attend, this time Xiaoqiao specially invited the two of them, that's why Daqiao asked for his opinion.

Sun Shao thought about it carefully, and found that the impression of Xiaoqiao in his original memory was very vague, as if he hadn't seen it for a long time.And in these vague impressions, it seems that there are more resentments.

"Since Ah Xun is receiving troops, the family will move to Jianye, and it may be difficult to see them again in the future. Naturally, we should go." Sun Shao said slowly, and put the bamboo slips back to their original place.

Daqiao glanced at Sun Shao in surprise and relief, and nodded to Qiaoying: "In that case, take your pen and ink, and I will reply to the letter, so that Ah Xun can go back earlier."

Qiaoying responded, bent down and moved away the piano case, brought another book case, and then turned around to fetch pen and ink.Daqiao leaned forward to take a piece of ink from the ink cartridge, lifted the water nozzle, poured a few drops of water into the ink tablet, then pressed the grinder, and slowly turned it.Her body is really too weak, it's just a few trivial things, and she is already a little panting.Seeing him, Sun Shao took a step forward and put his hand on Daqiao's hand: "Mother, let me come."

Daqiao's hand was terribly thin, and Sun Shao could almost feel the shape of the bone, and the hand was also very cold, with no warmth at all.

Daqiao looked at Sun Shao, saw that his expression was sincere, and that he was really struggling, so he nodded and let go of Yanzi silently.Sun Shao looked at the ink flakes in the inkstone, pinched the Yanzi in his hand, and turned it round and round.His movements were soft and smooth, Daqiao looked a little surprised, and raised his head to look at Sun Shao: "Aman, have you studied books again recently?"

Sun Shao subconsciously said ah, thinking that his calligraphy is not bad, it should be better than that violent child before, so he smiled and nodded: "When I have time, I will practice some."

"Well, it's good for you to study more books." Daqiao persuaded very cryptically.Sun Shao's temper used to be a little irritable and frivolous. She once advised him to study more books to cultivate his spirit, but Sun Shao ignored the wind and didn't refute, but he didn't listen either. His attitude like today's is considered good.

The two were talking, the ink had been grinded, and Daqiao was about to pick up the brush, when Sun Shao took another step ahead, picked up the writing brush that was put aside, and said with a smile: "Mother, rest, let me do it for you. "

Daqiao smiled. Today's Sun Shao is very well-behaved, and he is different from the past in every way, which makes her very happy.But she was a little worried, for fear that Sun Shao's calligraphy would not be good enough, and Zhou Xun and the others would laugh at her. But after thinking about it, it was rare for Sun Shao to take the initiative to write a reply letter for her. If she refused, she might offend him again. not beautiful.

"That's fine, you just answered this book for me."

"Here." Sun Shao held the pen in his hand, licking the ink on the inkstone, and recalled the format of the letter. Although the violent boy in the past was not good at literature, the basic format of the letter was still clear. Because most of the handwriting stickers used for calligraphy practice are also Jin people's rulers, and it is no stranger to use words to make sentences.He took a look at his calligraphy and sighed secretly. He was used to using rice paper before, but he was really not used to writing on this bamboo slip all at once, and the effect was greatly reduced.However, compared with the original calligraphy on the bamboo slips, it is not much better.

"Mum, see if there is anything that needs to be revised." Sun Shao respectfully turned the bamboo slips upside down and sent them to the bridge.Daqiao Jiejian was in his hand, and after sweeping it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Aman, good calligraphy."

(End of this chapter)