Houfu Key Class

Zong Wenxiu paused, turned his head and looked at him, his eyes full of confusion.

"Brother." Zong Jincheng called again.

The little devil has never been stingy with his words. It is his natural instinct to make others like him. Even if his mind has not figured it out, his mouth and body have already taken action.

However, Zong Wenxiu did not look very happy.

He still ignored the little devil, and did not even respond, just staring at him inquiringly.

Zong Jincheng didn't know what he was looking at, grabbed the futon under his knees and rubbed it against him, and then asked: "Brother, are you still angry with me?"

Zong Wenxiu looked complicated and asked: "What do you want me to do for you?"

"What?" Zong Jincheng was asked.

Zong Wenxiu repeated: "I said, you call me brother, what do you want me to do for you again?"

Zong Jincheng: "..."

It was like a silent slap in his face.

Zong Jincheng was the most face-saving.

He moved the futon angrily and returned to the original place.

The angry little devil's cheeks were puffed with anger. His body, which was already tired after kneeling for half an hour, became straight again because of anger.

He seemed to be very angry. He turned his head and glanced at Zong Wenxiu and glared at him again. Seeing that the man still ignored him, he turned his head back and his chest rose and fell with anger.

The little devil thought: If I say another word to him, I will be a little bastard!

However, less than a quarter of an hour passed.

The little devil moved the cushion over again, and deliberately bumped into Zong Wenxiu as if he wanted to find a sense of existence. He bumped into him twice when he ignored him once.

Zong Wenxiu: "..."

He couldn't bear it anymore: "What do you want to do?"

Zong Jincheng was immediately happy.

Humph, he spoke to me first.

Then he is not a little bastard!

He blinked his dark eyes, took out the draft he had prepared in his stomach, and raised his hand to express his opinion: "First of all, I didn't mean to hurt you."

He was afraid that Zong Wenxiu would not believe him, so he added a few more words: "Really, I was slapped on the palm by Xu Wan a few days ago, and I was so angry that I didn't think too much. I didn't expect you to mind so much... Oh no, I mean I didn't expect you to be so sad. If I knew, I would definitely send you off myself."

Zong Wenxiu: "..."

He admitted his fault, but it seemed that he didn't know it.

He felt a headache for his wife when he thought about raising such a brother.

Zong Wenxiu asked: "You retaliate against your wife like this, do you really think it's not your fault?"

"I...I'm wrong..." Zong Jincheng said stubbornly: "But she also hit me, she's also wrong."

In fact, he knew that he deserved to be slapped on the palm, but he just couldn't get over it. The little devil had never been beaten since he was a child. He couldn't get over it on his face, in his heart, and even more so on his mouth.

Zong Wenxiu was silent for a few seconds and said, "Will you tease the master again after that?"

Zong Jincheng raised his white radish and shook it, saying, "Will I dare to do it again?"

"Don't dare or don't want to?"

Zong Jincheng frowned and said, "Why do you have to dig deep today? Is there any difference between not daring and not wanting?"

Zong Wenxiu said, "Not daring means fear of punishment, and not wanting means respecting teachers, of course they are different. Master Baili should have lived out his life at this age, but he is still willing to come to the mansion to teach the two of us without charging a penny. He worked hard and devoted himself, but in return you teased him. Do you think you deserve him?"

"I..." Zong Jincheng blushed.

At that time, he only thought that the master's beard was beautiful, and he liked those colorful inks. He wanted to apply it on it out of curiosity. He didn't think so much, let alone hurt the master's heart.

After being told by Zong Wenxiu, he felt that he was nothing again.

Zong Jincheng's big head drooped down, like a dejected little lion, with his mouth pouting unhappily.

Zong Wenxiu asked him again: "Do you still think you hit too many three-handed boards?"

Zong Jincheng was upset with himself and said: "Not enough."

Seeing him like this, Zong Wenxiu couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to rub his brother's soft hair, and told him: "Don't think about harming the lady in the future, she is doing it for your own good."

"Got it..." Then, Zong Jincheng looked up and asked him in confusion, "Is that all you want to tell me?"

"What else?"

Zong Jincheng thought, he just told himself not to tease the teacher and not to harm Xu Wan in the future, what about him?

"Don't you tell me not to lie to you again in the future?"

Zong Wenxiu laughed and asked: "Then will you lie to me again?"

Zong Jincheng quickly shook his head: "You are my brother, I will never lie to you no matter who I lie to in the future!"

Zong Wenxiu laughed.

Seeing him laugh, Zong Jincheng laughed too.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the ancestral hall, illuminating the two brothers who had reconciled, revealing a touch of warmth.

After all, it was the little devil who started it first: "Brother, kneeling like this is too boring, why don't we recite the book?"

Zong Wenxiu: "???"

This was actually a suggestion made by his younger brother? He could still remember to recite the book at this time?

Zong Jincheng looked at his surprised eyes and said aggrievedly: "Can't I just think about reciting the book? Although Qin Ye, the defeated general, will definitely lose to me, it is very difficult to take the top scholar exam, so I still have to work hard to recite more books."

Zong Wenxiu: "..."

Confirmed, it was still the confident younger brother.

He thought for a while and said: "Then start reciting from Mengqiu, you should have learned this, let's recite and review it again."

"Okay."

"Wang Rong is brief, Pei Kai is clear and clear. Kong Ming is a dragon, Lu Wang is a bear. Yang Zhen is in Guanxi, Ding Kuan is in Yidong..."

Outside the ancestral hall.

Xu Wan looked at the two brothers who were endorsing the book. She put her hand on her forehead and couldn't hold back the corner of her mouth, wanting to laugh.

Cuizhi was even dumbfounded: "Master Xiu really loves reading. He doesn't forget to study even when he is kneeling in the ancestral hall. He also takes Master Cheng to endorse him. The influence of a good example is really not small."

Three question marks popped up on Xu Wan's forehead, and she turned around and asked, "Do you think Wen Xiu is the one who got it?"

"No...isn't it..." Cuizhi said, "Mr. Cheng doesn't seem to be someone who takes the initiative to study..."

Xu Wan chuckled and said: "The ancestors of the Zong family were all military commanders, and they hate these books that are written with words. The descendants below come to kneel as punishment, but in front of them they endorse here. This kind of outrageous thing is outrageous for you. Do you think it was Wen Xiuqi who started it?”

Cuizhi: "..."

You can't think about it carefully, otherwise you will feel the collapse of the ancestors of the clan.

The collapse of the ancestors lasted from afternoon to evening.

When she arrived, Xu Wan was still awake. When Cuizhi said that the two children were still in the ancestral hall, she couldn't sleep.

"I'll go over and take a look."

When Xu Wan arrived outside the ancestral hall, she didn't hear the sound of endorsements inside. She wondered if the two children were asleep. It was really cold in the ancestral hall and the temperature difference was huge at night. She was also worried that they would get sick, so she walked faster.

After entering, they saw Zong Wenxiu still kneeling as straight as before, his mouth moving silently, as if he was memorizing articles silently to stay awake, and his attitude was as upright as a model king.

Look at that little bastard, he has fallen unconscious on the futon. His own futon is not enough to sleep on, and he has to squeeze in Zong Wenxiu's, so that there is not even half of the floor left.

Xu Wan was really angry and funny, and there was nothing she could do about this kid.