Chapter 582: From filial piety from father to son

Chua stood under the porch without any cover.
The capital in February is still very cold.
Gu Jiu is not happy to go out this month anyway, the wind blows on his face like a knife.
Cai moved his heels, his body was cold and his limbs were stiff. Just breathe, there is still a warm breath.
The maid accompanied her, very upset.
Cai glanced at the maid and motioned to the maid not to have trouble.
She is a fart now.
Her natal family was gone, but her husband’s kindness did not drive her out.
Isn't it just making the rules, she can stand it.
Compared to the married sisters of her natal family, she is in the best position.
Because Cai's family was ransacked and exiled, her sisters were either divorced by her husband's family, or sent to the farm to be guarded, or they would stay with the ancient Buddha in blue lantern for a lifetime.
Just thinking about it makes people desperate.
Only she can live a normal life.
The rules began at dawn, and it was not until noon that a person came out of the room, "Baolin, go back. Madam is exhausted and I have no time to see you."
Cai looked calm, "I'll come back tomorrow to greet Mrs."
Regardless of other people's ridicule, she held the rocker, supported by the maid, and walked stiffly out of the courtyard.
This Shangfang was originally her site, but now another woman lives in it.
Chua lowered his head to cover up the resentment in his eyes.
When she returned to the Xiaoquan courtyard where she lived, the maid hurriedly called in hot water to wash her feet.
While serving the Cai clan, the maid cried and said, "That Cui clan is really too much. You have to grind Baolin like this. You can't go on like this, you must tell His Highness."
Cai asked calmly: "Is it useful to tell him? He still has to rely on the Cui family, how can he be willing to wrong the Cui family. As for me, after the prisoner, people who were not in the family's family died just as he wanted."
The maid cried loudly, "His Royal Highness Three is really chilling. How can he treat Baolin like this for many years of husband and wife."
Cai laughed sarcastically, "The mere relationship between husband and wife is better than the gains and losses. I didn't give birth to him a boy and a half girls. It is already a kindness for him to allow me to stay in the palace."
"At this time, Baolin is still speaking for the Third Highness."
"if not?"
The maid cried too hard for herself.
I cried for Chua and for myself.
The master did not end well, and the next player would only be worse.
"Will it be like this in the future? Is Baolin really willing to go to Cui every day to make rules?"
Chua lowered his eyebrows and said in an unclear meaning, "Wait!"
...
In the middle of the afternoon, Gu Jiu finally returned Brother Yu to Pan.
Mother Fang was so old that she was faster than everyone else, and she was the first to rush out and picked up Brother Yu.
Madam Fang looked at Yu Ge'er carefully, and said distressedly: "Brother has suffered, and she has lost a lot of weight."
puff!
Brother Yu just left for one day, how could he lose a circle.
"Sister, don't worry."
Brother Yu wiped the corners of her eyes for Mother Fang.
Mother Fang was comforted and pressed her heart.
Gu Jiu waved against the Yu brother.
Yu Ge'er got down from Mother Fang's arms and walked towards her with a small face solemnly.
Gu Jiu took his hand, "Let's go home."
Brother Yu didn't tensed, and immediately laughed, full of milk and innocence.
Gu Jiu touched his head, squeezed his face, "If you have anything to say, I will talk back."
The mother and son, holding hands, walked back to the east courtyard.
First wash, Yu brother changed his clothes again, and then sat down
"Adapted?"
Gu Jiu asked as easily as possible.
Brother Yu nodded and shook his head again.
Gu Jiu is anxious, is this adaptation or not?
Knock on his forehead, "Speak."
Brother Yu said: "I was sleepy in the morning, and my son didn't understand what the Master said. The Master is also ugly."
The corner of Gu Jiu's mouth twitched, "Anything else?"
Brother Yu thought for a while, and said, "Big brother has a fight, and his clothes are torn."
The eldest brother in Yu Ge'er's mouth refers to Xiao Qin'er's son Liu Zheng.
"Who is fighting with?"
Brother Yu shook his head, "I don't know, it's ugly."
The kid is not only a foodie, but also a face control.
Gu Jiu was speechless.
"Have you greeted the emperor grandmother?"
Brother Yu nodded, "I went to Weiyang Palace with my eldest brother at noon. The food in the palace was not good."
Gu Jiu has a deep heart.
The mother and son had the same dislike for the food in the palace.
Obviously, those imperial chefs are top-notch, why do they always make meals so unpalatable.
"Do you like reading?" Gu Jiu finally asked the key question.
Brother Yu wiped his eyes, "I don't like it."
Without the slightest hesitation, just don't like it.
Gu Jiu was very worried, as if he had already seen the day when his son became a scumbag.
Gu Jiu pointed to himself: Xueba!
Pointed to Yu Ge'er again: scumbag!
Exhausted!
How to do?
"Does the Master arrange homework?"
Brother Yu nodded and took out his homework.
The companion recorded the homework to be completed for Yuge.
Ten characters, plus recitation.
Gu Jiu rubbed her eyebrows. From now on, she has one more task: tutoring homework.
In the last life, seeing parents' tutoring homework on the Internet, how to jump around, always make her laugh. ,
Unexpectedly, she would not escape the fate of tutoring homework when she came to ancient times.
The heart is more tired!
Gu Jiu had no experience, so he simply said, "Would you like to recite first?"
Yu Ge'er nodded with a look of lovelessness.
Take out the book, turn to the first page, read it a few times, and then try to recite.
Gu Jiu thought that this was a dual test of soul and body, but he did not expect that the son of a scumbag would also be restrained from becoming a tyrant.
The stinky boy read it several times and memorized the full text easily.
Gu Jiu was worried that he would forget it tomorrow, so he spot-checked each section.
Brother Yu memorized it verbatim.
It happened that Liu Zhao returned home.
As a father, coming back so early today, I am worried that my son will not adapt.
Gu Jiu waved to Liu with excitement, "Come on, Yu brother is smart. You can recite the text after reading it a few times."
Liu Zhao's eyes lit up, "Really?"
Who doesn't want to have a smart son can go out to show off.
Liu Zhao is also unavoidable.
Gu Jiu handed the book to Liu Zhao, "You come to spot check."
The homework only requires memorization of the first page. Liu Zhao first checked the first page in a satisfactory manner.
Yes, yes, the tone fluctuates slightly, without any knots or memory problems. Reciting it in one breath, the master must be satisfied.
Liu Zhao had more ideas.
"Come on, let's review the second page."
Brother Yu secretly rolled his eyes, but did not refuse.
Gu Jiu was still in the excitement of my son being a master student, and didn't notice the undercurrent surging between father and son.
Liu Zhao led Yu Ge'er to read the second page aloud.
After several times, he asked Brother Yu, "Can you recite it?"
Brother Yu opened his mouth and began to recite, not bad.
"Okay! Good memory. Do you know all these words? Can you write them? Can you memorize them, or even don't even know the words, that's not good."
Liu Zhao was not polite at all, and directly took away the important task of tutoring his son's homework from Gu Jiu.
Gu Jiu: "..." Hahahaha.
When the time for a cup of tea passed, I suddenly heard Liu Zhao's roar, "Is this a character? Can you call it a character? This is shit! Rewrite for Lao Tzu."
Brother Yu was wronged.
Lu Zhao blushed and his neck was thick.
Father, kindness, and filial piety change into a feast.
The father and son started an hour-long tug of war on whether they wrote or words.
Gu Jiu saw that Brother Yu was really hard, sleepy and hungry, and he would get up early tomorrow, distressed.
He quickly came out to hold Liu Zhao and said, "You are so nonsense. He only reads the first day, and it's good to write like this. You leave me aside."
Liu Zhao jumped into a thunderous violent, "Smelly boy, I will spare you today. I will write it as a pile of tomorrow, I will smoke you."
"Who do you smoke?" Gu Jiu was angry. Her son is a scholar, can Liu Zhao be reasonable.
Liu Zhao snorted, "Supper is gone."
I'm full of gas.
Gu Jiu was too lazy to talk to Liu Zhao, and put his arms around Yu'er, "Don't be afraid, we write slowly, and we will be able to write one day."
Brother Yu's face was aggrieved, "Is my father angry with the emperor grandfather?"
Cough!
Gu Jiu was speechless.
After a long time, I found my voice, "Who taught you?"
"The father said that he is Lao Tzu, and it is right for him to teach his son. The emperor's grandfather is his father's Laozi, and it is also right for the emperor to teach his father. Is the father beaten by the grandfather, and then he vents to his son."
This is the first time since Brother Yu grew up to say so many things without stopping.
Gu Jiu laughed first, and then patiently said: "Don't worry about your father's attitude, study hard, and you will do it step by step."
"What is gradual progress?"
"Just take it step by step, don't think about eating to be fat in one go."
Brother Yu said.
Gu Jiu thought it was over.
When he was about to rest after dinner, Yu Geer suddenly said, "Does my father want his son to be fat in one go?"
Ahem...
Gu Jiu: "..." Liu Zhao bastard, what a sin he has done.
Brother Yu also looked at Gu Jiu eagerly.
Gu Jiu touched his head, "Your father's pace is a bit bigger, and you are still too young to keep up. It is normal."
Oh!
Yu Ge'er has a serious face and doesn't know what life event he is thinking about.
Brother Yu is not bad, but he tasted his laozi's roar.
Liu Zheng was not so lucky, he was cleaned up by his old son Liu Yi when he returned home.
So anxious that Xiao Qin'er rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight Liu Yi.
"Dare to fight on the first day of studying in the palace. It is enough."
Liu Zheng cried so loudly that the roof was almost overturned.
In the entire palace, Liu Zheng's cry can seem to be heard.
Liu Zhao hid in the study and smiled triumphantly.
Hey!
My son is still capable.