Rebirth: Dumb Princess

It's time to harvest grain these days, that is, during the busy farming season, the sorghum planted by Su Xiaoyi's family is also red and swaying in the field. Su Ya went to the county early. The matter of the winery has been settled. He said he would find them when the grain can be collected. They would send someone to check it, and then say which part to collect.

So mu Qingyun made breakfast at home early in the morning, and then told these slackers to get up.

Su Xiaoyi had black eyes on the table. "Get up so early for dinner, mom. Don't ask me to get up for breakfast in the future. You might as well let me sleep more." The more she wears, the more she feels. When she was in college, she could sleep in without class. After arriving here, she has never been retained by the bed. She gets up and starts work at dawn every day.

As soon as Mu Qingyun heard this, he directly knocked Su Xiaoyi's head with his hand, "the family only got up the latest. What else can you complain about." Then he pushed the porridge and pickles in front of Su Xiaoyi, "I haven't seen you so lazy before." Then he was full of worry. He didn't know if he had fallen into the water and lost his bones. The child was much more tired than before.

In the twinkling of an eye, he looked at Feng Cong Lin and smiled, "look at others. Feng Ling gets up to practice martial arts in the morning." Then he handed an egg to Feng Fulin.

Ah, Su Xiaoyi sighed heavily. Other people's children are treasures and their own are grass. This concept was also common in ancient times.

"Yes, I'm lazy, okay." Su Xiaoyi shook his head, then held his face and said naughtily, "then I'm also a lazy little sluggard who depends on my mother." I haven't seen her for a long time, but she made Mu Qingyun laugh.

"Well, well, little lazy, you eat more."

Breakfast is to eat slowly. Everyone chews and swallows slowly. Su Jinyan, who usually eats the slowest, quickly drank the porridge in the bowl and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He handed the bowl to Mu Qingyun and said anxiously, "Mom, I finished eating and went to write first." Then he jumped off the bench with his calf and ran into the yard.

When Feng Fenglin got up in the morning, he thought he was the first, but when he stepped out of the door, he found that the little guy was already sitting on the stone table in the yard, practicing calligraphy straight.

Next to it is the box I took from the carpenter's house yesterday. It turns out that there is a brush in it. No wonder I'm so excited. However, it is rare for a child as young as Su Jinyan to be so studious.

Su Jinyan also found Feng Jinlin, looked at his eyes, then said "Shh", and then asked Feng Jinlin to sit down.

Then he began to show off his pen. He lowered his voice and said how beautiful his pen was. This was his first pen. He also said that his paper was brought to him by Su Ya and used the same as those children in the private school. Feng Fulin smiled and touched Su Jinyan's head. This is really exquisite. There are three words of Su Jinyan engraved on it and ironed with Phnom Penh. It's noble like the craftsmanship of a senior craftsman.

Feng Lin gave Su Jinyan the gesture of holding the pen and taught him the way to turn the brush. Su Jinyan was also quick and intelligent, and soon learned it. Since then, he has been writing his name. The first thing he learned and the best is his name. Feng reported that Lin held the pen and wrote that the reeds were green and the White Dew was frost. The so-called Iraqi is on the water side, followed by Su Xiaoyi's name. He pointed to Su Jinyan, "this is your sister's name."

Who knows, Su Jingyan tutted a few times, "you really like my sister." Then he began to describe the three words of Su Xiaoyi, tilted his head and said, "but my sister likes you too. It's a boring couple."

Feng Lin smiled sweetly and knocked down the table, "little devil, practice your words well. Don't seem to know everything all day. You are still young and don't understand a lot. " Su Xiaoyi likes him. He doesn't know. He's not a fool and doesn't feel at all.

After thinking for a long time, Feng Jinlin thought it would be better to say this when everyone was there“ I'm leaving today. I'm in good health. Someone at home came to me. It's time to go back. " Then he said, "it's really annoying for such a long time."

"If you don't bother, come and have another egg. Don't be hungry when you're full." Mu Qingyun handed Feng Fulin another egg and stood up and went to the kitchen. "There are still many cakes baked in the morning. I'll bring you some to eat on the road. By the way, there are small cans of kimchi. You can also bring one." She's really not tired.

Su Xiaoyi's face was unhappy. She was really like her own child. She ate and drank her own house for free. She had to go along with something when she left. Su Xiaoyi became more and more angry. Pat the table and stand up. "I'm full, too. I'll go to the field first." Then he left.

The light in Feng Fulin's eyes faded slowly. He and she didn't even say goodbye. When she was packing, she found that she had nothing to pack. Mu Qingyun knocked on the door and entered the room and put a package next to Feng Baolin.

"The reception is not good. You have been treated with respect since you were a child. You should be a child's nature and don't take it to heart." Then he handed him a letter, "well, please help me take it back to Mu's house." That's a letter she wrote to her mother's family. It's nothing more than that she's been doing well. There's also the need for her family to help Feng Jinlin. It's just enough for her to know someone. In her opinion, the child is really distressing.

"Although I am a woman, I am not quite in line with these words, but I still want to advise you that it is better to have more or less political ambitions after returning home, not for any ambition, but at least to ensure that one of my own territory can not be infringed by others and the right to self-protection should be guaranteed." After that, he opened the curtain and went to the yard to see Su Jinyan practicing calligraphy.

Feng Baolin looked at the letter in his hand. Sure enough, Mu Qingyun was a rare talented woman in the Dahuang Dynasty. This woke him up.

In the noon sun, people's scalp is hot. They can even hear that kind of rapeseed crops burst under the sun. Su Xiaoyi walked step by step and pulled out one grass after another.

Unconsciously, he went to his sorghum field, sat on the ridge and looked at the Red Sorghum inside. When he came, the sorghum in the field had just grown half a height. Now he's leaving. The sorghum has become red.

At that time, she only saved him with great kindness. Of course, she wanted to get some benefits from him. Now he's leaving, but he feels astringent and doesn't give up.

They pulled grass in this field together, picked wild fruits in the mountains together, and caught fish in the river together. Those brilliant pictures were frozen one by one, and Su Xiaoyi looked up. It was a summer when his heart was sunburned.