C7

Xiu Ying finished her breakfast and sent off the group of elders. When she returned, she saw Shen Jun smiling as he got off the bed. The little girl was currently helping him put on his clothes. The body of a fourteen year old youth had already become as flexible as a pine tree, and was tall and straight.

She ran forward first, then realized she should avoid it. Shen Jun smiled at her and said, "Third uncle knows his bed, so we still have to go back to the courtyard. Will Xixi go to take care of third uncle?"

Xiu Ying was regretting that she had returned to being eight years old. Her temperament had become the same as her age, and her body's reaction speed was faster than her brain's.

The ball didn't say anything. Shen Jun smiled and walked up to her, lowering his head to stroke her hair. Xiu Ying reacted, raising her head to look at him with a sweet smile. "As long as Third Uncle doesn't dislike me."

"Yeah, I can supervise your practice when I have the time."

Xiu Ying's face instantly fell.

Third Uncle was trying to catch her doing her homework. Third Uncle was always so serious, and her mother had always said that without thinking. However, he acted like she was an imperial edict, holding her and practicing calligraphy since the age of last year.

However, so be it. She was no longer a child, so practicing was nothing to her.

Shen Junxiao liked to see her changing expression. She had been so blunt when she was young, and everything was written on her face. But when she was older, she wouldn't be like this … Shen Jun smiled as he thought of the dignified and gentle Xiu Ying, and his heart felt somewhat empty.

Shen Junxiao insisted on taking his leave from Old Lady Shen, who couldn't control her youngest son and had to let him go. If it wasn't for the fact that Shen Jun was unwilling to have so many girls accompanying him, he would have taken the carriage back to the yard.

When Xiu Ying was led to Mu Xi Yuan, she could see that Shen Jun's smile was filled with pain. When he returned to the house, his handsome face was visibly paler than before.

Her Third Uncle was very willful. He was a teenager, but so was he when he became an adult. He wondered if he himself was aware of this.

The little girl secretly peeked at him with a strange expression, as if she was not in agreement with him. He only needed to think for a bit before he knew that she was referring to his return to the courtyard. Shen Junxiao felt that this little girl seemed to be more eccentric than he remembered.

Was she going to get involved with him?

Shen Jun laughed in his heart but didn't show it on his face. He then got someone to move the table to the brick bed opposite of it. He pointed to it and said, "Uncle is going to rest. You can practice your calligraphy here first." Very serious.

He really wouldn't let her off for even a second.

Xiu Ying curled her lips. Under his gaze, she used her hands to cover the words on the paper. Then, she began to write on the paper seriously.

Shen Junxiao also laid down and closed his eyes when he saw this. The back of his head was indeed hurting. As soon as he got up, he didn't feel pain all the way to his feet.

The uncle and nephew pair were sitting on the floor. The room was very quiet, and only the sound of Xiu Ying's pen lightly touching the paper could be heard. A gentle breeze blew in from the window, filling the room with its soft warmth.

In one breath, Xiu Ying wrote ten large words before she stopped to rest.

She put down the pen and turned her wrist, looking at the slightly twisted words on the paper with a helpless expression.

In the end, he was still young and lacked the strength to write it. The handwriting was not as good as he had imagined. Third Uncle would have to say that she wasn't good at writing.

Her somber eyes moved away from the paper and looked around the room.

Third Uncle's room was as he remembered it, one bright and one dark. Right now, she was staying in the east side's inner room, the room he was resting in. The furnishings were simple. There was a bed, an eight-treasure rack, and a long table set up to the north. Actually, Third Uncle here looked simple, but everything was exquisite and valuable. The furniture in the room was all rosewood. In the whole of Shen Mansion, only he had a complete set of sandalwood.

She had always felt that her grandmother had given her Shen Mansion's best possessions to her third uncle.

"Why didn't I write it? I was distracted."

While she was watching, Shen Jun's light voice came over. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her head to pick up her pen. Shen Junxiao opened his eyes and looked at her.

Against the light, he couldn't see her expression clearly, but she must have been cursing at him in her heart. When had she not been like this?

He thought for a while, warmth flashing through his eyes. He then closed his eyes and said, "I'll write ten more pages before you go back. I'm afraid that my sister-in-law has been missing you all night too."

"Thank you, Third Uncle!"

A light sound came from inside the house, like the birds on the branches of a tree.

Truly, he was so happy without practicing any calligraphy. He didn't even bother to conceal his tone. Shen Jun could only laugh helplessly, he was actually not that strict.

Seemingly filled with expectation, Xiu Ying's brush speed became even faster. Of course, her writing speed became even more miserable. When she was done, she showed it to Shen Jun. Without a doubt, he had hit her three times with the ruler in her hand, causing her to grin like a lady.

She was an eighteen year old lady. Not only did the palm of her hand hurt, it also made her embarrassed. Fortunately, no one knew.

Xiu Ying gripped her palms as she bowed towards him. "Then I'll come and see Third Uncle later."

"Don't come here today. It's not easy to walk at night. Spring is just around the corner, don't catch a cold." Shen Jun smiled and laid back down, saying lightly with a tired look on his face.

Xiu Ying thought about it and agreed. She giggled, saying that she would pay her respects to Old Lady Shen before running off with her skirt.

Shen Jun smiled as his almond-shaped eyes narrowed to slits as he watched her back. He also didn't have any ghosts chasing her away. This girl was truly capable of hurting others.

But he would have liked to see her always so cheerful.

Shen Jun's smiling face became more and more cold, and in the end, it was fierce. Although he didn't know why he had returned to his youth, since he had, he couldn't allow many things to happen again.

Xiu Ying and his mother, he had better help to plan things out. That big brother of his really couldn't be called a human! Thinking about what he found out after opposing his brother, even though Shen Jingxiao had seen a lot of trouble, he was still surprised.

The Feng family was indeed waiting for their daughter. After the little girl said this, the young master sent the third master back to the courtyard. She thought that her daughter would return soon. As expected, right after she finished her first fight, she heard her daughter's melodious voice coming from the courtyard.

She looked over her shoulder and saw that the round and delightful girl was running towards her. The sound of footsteps came all the way to her and she pounced on her.

"What are you running around for, aren't you afraid of getting mixed up?" Lady Feng reprimanded her with her arms around her, but her eyes were full of smiles.

Xiu Ying'er, who was waiting for him, secretly stuck out her tongue.

She knew that Madame would not really blame them, nor would she anger them.

Lady Feng saw that she was sweating profusely, so she took a handkerchief and wiped it off before she went to feed her some water. To act like a spoiled child while pouncing on her mother was already her greatest limit. Moreover, it was her body's natural instinct. How could she let her mother feed her water? She was just like a little child.

She carried the water and sat beside Madam Feng, sipping it.

When Madam Feng saw this, she did not stop her. A girl needed to be pampered, but it was not all pampered.

"How is your third uncle?" Mrs. Feng asked, looking at her pleasant little face.

"Third Uncle's injuries must still hurt. He insisted on returning to Muxi City, but when he returned, his face was as white as paper. But just like that, he even urged his daughter to practice her calligraphy and wrote twenty large words before finally allowing her to come back. "

"When Madam Feng heard the meaning of her complaint, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Your Third Uncle was so badly injured, and yet he taught you so much, and yet you despised him. That injury was caused by you. "I have no conscience." She sighed again, thinking of sending some supplements over.

Her brother-in-law was really good to his daughter. Her daughter was too naughty when she was young, and she was also the oldest amongst the younger generation. When she understood things, she only had a brother-in-law who was six years younger than her. Seeing how attached the sky was, it was rather strange. No matter who it was, this bland brother-in-law of hers had the patience to play with his daughter. He even jumped off the rope with his daughter.

He didn't know how his naughty daughter had managed to get this brother-in-law to do well.

Xiu Ying didn't really want to complain, but she was actually eighteen years old. In the future, if she couldn't write properly and gave Third Uncle a slap in the palm, then the scene would be too … However, when she heard her mother's words, she knew whether she should practice the calligraphy or not.

She played dumb and stopped talking about it.

The mother and daughter duo were talking warmly, and a wife was outside reporting to the second wife, who brought young masters and young ladies to visit Xiu Ying.