Chapter 22

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"You can only say good words." Jin Fengju stared at him, and naturally understood that he could not blame him. He stood down and looked forward. He saw the scenery everywhere in the garden. It was the falling flower season. The breeze blew and the flowers and rain were falling. It was really beautiful.

"Let's go and have a look at the evening breeze Pavilion." Jin Feng waved his hand, as if doing so could disperse the boredom in his heart.

"Yes." Jin Ming quickly agreed, thought and said, "Sir, last time you said that you would bring some pen, ink, paper and inkstone for the young master and the girl this time..."

Jin Feng patted his forehead, shook his head and said with a smile, "yes, I forgot it. Go back to my study, find some boys and take more paper. If you don't have enough paper, go to the backyard warehouse to get it."

Before the words fell, Jin Ming smiled and said, "why do you do this? It's not good to let Grandma and aunts know."

Jin Feng raised a cold hum and said, "what's wrong? There's no need to avoid them. If you don't talk about it in front of me, they can go. If you talk about it in front of me, hum..." halfway through, he waved his hand and said, "OK, go quickly."

"Yes." Jin Ming promised to go. Here Jin Fengju sat on the rocks and waited. After a while, he saw Jin Ming coming with several boys holding a pile of paper. There were pen and ink on the paper. When he came near, he saw Jin Fengju pat his forehead and say, "forget it, let you bring some more cloth..."

Jin Ming broke down his face, suddenly saw Jin Feng raise a smile, shook his head and said, "just don't be in a hurry for the moment, and bring it to them in a few days." after that, Jin Ming led the boys to follow.

From a distance, I heard laughter coming from the yard. It should be Jin Zang Feng's voice shouting, "rain steps, I want the little apricot." then a girl's crisp voice said, "that's not good. This apricot comes out. The bitterest and sour apricot can't eat or play. I have to wait for it to grow into a big apricot in the future. It's yellow, soft and sweet. That's delicious."

Then another voice said, "Oh, my lady, don't pick up these flowers on the ground. It's very dirty. The clothes on your upper body only yesterday." the next moment, Zang Jiao's childish voice sounded: "I want to wear a bunch of flowers for my mother. I went out with you the day before yesterday. I looked at those people wearing flowers around their necks from a distance. It's so beautiful."

"Don't talk nonsense. What are those people? That's the wife. She wears Dongzhu around her neck. It's the biggest and roundest. No wonder you can see it. You have the heart to wear flowers for your mother. When pomegranate flowers bloom in a few days, you can wear them for her."

Jin Fengju had come to the door at this time. Hearing these words, he couldn't help being silent. He turned to Jin Ming and said, "she's here. I'm sure the people in the house don't take care of her well. My mother's family probably didn't give any jewelry. Next time you come, pick up a box of jewelry and send it along with silk and satin." after listening to Jin Ming's response, he took a picture of the doorway: "Open the door."

Yuniang and Yujie are playing with Zang Feng and Zang Jiao, while Fu Qiuning is sewing in the house. At this time, they hear the voice of Jin Fengju, and they dare not neglect it. They quickly open the door and worship down nervously: "I've seen the little marquis."

"No." Jin Feng said faintly. Suddenly, he saw a pair of children in clean clothes and bowed down, saying, "the child pays homage to his father." he couldn't help laughing. He walked over and took one in one hand and walked into the house. He said to Yu Niang and Yu steps: "What do you do with the courtyard door closed every day in broad daylight? Have a good night breeze Pavilion. It's like a prison. Don't close it until night."

Jade Niang and rain steps trembled in their hearts and hurriedly thought it was. Here Jin Feng raised the steps and saw the door open. Fu Qiuning stood in the door and saluted Yingying. Before he could speak, he waved his hand and said, "just what are you doing with these false gifts at home?" and stepped into the door.

Fu Qiuning really didn't expect him to come to the door again so soon. If he said that he probably wanted to get rid of himself last time, what was he doing this time? Did he go back and think about it a few times, or did he think he couldn't leave himself? He was wondering. Suddenly, someone laughed in his ear and said, "grandma, but I don't know where to put these paper, pen and ink?"

"Ah?" Fu Qiuning looked back and saw the piles of paper held by the boys. She was overjoyed. She hurried forward to touch the papers in surprise and said excitedly: "this is the best wave chasing paper, rice paper, and snowflake paper. God... How... How can there be so many at once?"

Jin zangfeng and Jin zangjiao are also studious people. When they heard Fu Qiuning's words, they couldn't help but look at it. They were shocked. Then they cheered. They didn't care about their own father, earned it directly from his arms and ran to the door.

"Mom, a lot of paper..." the two children were short and tried to tiptoe to reach the pile of paper. The boys were winking and squatted down immediately, which immediately made the children even louder: "ah ah, ah, there are pens, a lot of brush pens, ah, this is an ink bar. Wow, what a big ink bar with patterns on it. God, it's beautiful..."

Jin Fengju looked at the two children shouting with joy. Even Fu Qiuning was very happy. She couldn't help looking at the paper and ink strips. Although she didn't speak, it could be seen from the excited look on her face that she loved these things very much. For a moment, I thought of the wives, concubines and children living in Huawu MEIXIA. I couldn't help but sigh that people who still live a hard life are easier to be happy and cherish.

"Grandma, you see... The little ones held up for a long time. These papers are the heaviest. After a while, they should not be able to carry them." Jin Ming smiled and reminded him. He immediately asked Fu Qiuning to recover. He realized that he could not help losing his manners in the face of this huge temptation and showed his petty greedy face. He was ashamed and anxious, He lowered his head and dared not go to see Jin Fengju. He only said softly, "yes, come with me to the study. Feng'er jiao'er will accompany your father well." before his voice fell, he walked out without looking back. That pair of embarrassed appearance is in exchange for Jin Fengju's knowing smile.

Jin zangfeng and Jin zangjiao looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. They felt reluctant to give up and wished they could go with their mother. However, they heard their father, who had been neglected for a long time, coughed gently in the chair. The two children regained consciousness and quickly opened their smiles and came to Jin Fengju. However, they were still afraid when their mother was away. They saluted and called "Dad" and retreated, I don't seem to know what to say.

"Well, do you know who brought these pens, ink, paper and inkstones to you?" Jin Fengju squatted down in front of the two children, hugged one with one hand, and then looked straight, pretending to be dignified.