"Benefactor? Are you a monk? " Princess Xinyang looked at him strangely.
Xiaojingkong shook his head: "well, I used to be, but now I'm going down the mountain! It's not a little monk! "
Princess Xinyang said, "then you can't call it a benefactor."
Little monk: "Oh."
This familiar little expression, Princess Xinyang slightly pondered, looked at the little guy and said: "are you Gu Jiao's... Younger brother?"
After investigating her, I naturally know who is in her family.
"Well! My name is clearance Xiaojingkong nodded, "are you the mother of the bad brother-in-law? I've seen your portrait. "
He asked Jiaojiao, who is the fairy in the picture? Jiaojiao said it was the mother of the little brother in the picture.
The little brother and the bad brother-in-law are so alike that they are brothers!
Since she is the mother of my little brother, she is also the mother of my bad brother-in-law.
That's how smart he is!
Xinyang princess's attention was attracted by the bad brother-in-law, but ignored to ask where he saw the portrait.
"Bad brother-in-law?" She said.
"Well!" Xiaojingkong put away the marbles, sat down on the bench in front of the bed and said earnestly, "it's really hard for you. It must be very tiring to raise such a son, isn't it?"
"No, don't worry?" Princess Xinyang was at a loss. It took a long time for her to reflect that Xiao Heng was the bad brother-in-law in his mouth.
Xiao Heng was naughty when he was a child. When he grew up, he was very easy to worry about.
There is no more obedient child in the world than him.
Xiaojingkong nodded: "yes, the bad brother-in-law is not easy to worry about. He has to worry about his health and his grades."
Children's logic has its limitations. Some strange phenomena in the eyes of adults are often ignored or accepted by children. For example, since Xiao LIULANG has a rich looking mother, why has he lived so long in the countryside.
Seeing that Princess Xinyang was silent, Xiao Jingkong thought she didn't understand and explained to her, "you see, the bad brother-in-law's leg is injured. He saved brother Feng Lin in the fire. Alas, it's not good all the time. He's a little lame now. He goes to school lamely. Many people look down on him. He is always bullied. Fortunately, he is charming. "
Princess Xinyang was more silent.
Xiao Jingkong dislikes the bad brother-in-law, but when he really talks about the bad brother-in-law, he seems to stimulate the trumpet spirit, and can't stop: "in the past, when we were in the countryside, we had to go to school in the town. There was no carriage, and there was only an ox cart in the village. In winter, the road was slippery, and the ox cart couldn't go, so the bad brother-in-law had to limp to go to school in the town."
"Can't you take a carriage?" Asked Princess Xinyang.
Little clearance sighed like an adult: "Alas, at that time the family was poor. Poverty is not terrible. Do you know what is the most terrible? The bad brother-in-law's grades are so bad that he always comes last and almost failed to be the number one scholar in the exam! "
Princess Xinyang's mood was originally very complicated, but her last sentence made her mood incoherent.
Can you still be the number one student in the exam after the bottom? Are all the students like Zhuang Xianzhi?
The small clearance make complaints about many things in the countryside, mainly the bad brother-in-law of Tucao.
For the first time, Princess Xinyang learned the news of Xiao LIULANG in recent years from others.
She can't imagine that the proud son of heaven should be reduced to the point of riding in a bullock cart. She was exposed to the sun and rain, cold and summer, and was ridiculed from thousands of pursuits.
It was as if he had fallen from the cloud into the swamp.
"Clearance, come here for a moment!"
Xiaojingkong was called away by xiaojiangli.
There is no one else in the room, and Yujin is not there. Longyi may be in the dark.
He doesn't show up often, otherwise he won't even know that Wen Linlang doesn't exist.
Longyi will appear more often in a fixed place, but it won't be discovered outside.
Princess Xinyang lifted the quilt, put on embroidered shoes and got out of bed.
The evening wind blowing, with a trace of the beginning of late autumn coolness, will be under the window lattice son wind chime ring.
The world is noisy, but the courtyard in this hospital has a kind of secluded tranquility.
She tightened her chest, opened the door and walked out slowly.
Gu Jiao's courtyard is not big. It's a one-way courtyard. It was built by the two owners in an open space for her convenience. The two owners didn't have the same treatment. He only had a small room upstairs.
Princess Xinyang came to the corridor and smelled a sweet potato and corn aroma.
She realized that she had not eaten all day and was hungry.
She subconsciously walked towards the fragrant kitchen.
In fact, she didn't have to go by herself, but somehow, it seemed that something was attracting her there.
When she came to the door, she saw no one, but first she heard a clear sound of breaking dead branches.
She is a Royal Princess, ten fingers do not touch the spring water, never into the kitchen, naturally do not know what this sound is doing.
When she got closer, she could see the movements of the people inside.
It was a young man in plain white, sitting on a small bench behind the stove with his back to the door. His right leg was stretched out on the ground, his left leg was bent, and his head was covered with a large piece of linen.
Behind him was a pile of disorderly and mottled dead branches. He grabbed two dead branches with his left hand and turned down on his left leg to break them.
He put the broken twig on his left.
Judging from the height of the pile on the left, he has folded a lot.
The stove in front of him was burning a lot of firewood. As he folded the dead branches, he did not forget to take two and throw them in from time to time.
Because his right wrist was injured, when he broke the dead branch, he held it with his left hand, but pressed it with his right forearm. This movement was very difficult and easy to press off, so he pressed it again.
So again and again.
His clothes were thin, but the whole neckline of his back neck was soaked with sweat.
One of the dead branches was too hard to break. He tried several times but didn't break it. He accidentally touched the wound on his wrist. He took a breath.
Princess Xinyang took a step forward unconsciously.
But he stopped rationally.
Xiao LIULANG finally broke the dead branch. He couldn't care to wipe the sweat on his forehead. He bent over and picked up the tongs on the ground with his left hand and turned over the sweet potatoes burning on the stove.
After that, the corn and steamed vegetables in the pot should be ready.
He stood up, limped around the stove, skillfully lifted the lid of the pot, and the white hot air rushed over. He found a rag to take out the steamer.
Then he washed his hands with the clean water on the side, turned to open the cupboard, and took two pairs of chopsticks, one of which was the exclusive one with small clearance, and the other
When he got half of it, he suddenly realized something, and his eyes moved slightly.
His eyelashes trembled, but he didn't dare to turn around.
With a clang, his chopsticks fell to the ground.
Rolling a little far, his legs and feet were inconvenient. He dragged his weak right foot forward for two steps. He bent down to pick it up. A thin white hand came over and picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the ground.