Looking back at Xiaoyu sleeping on the bed step by step, in order to go to Fengshan with his mother, he went to Beitang Pavilion for a few days, separated from his mother. As for returning from Fengshan, of course, he would come back to live with his mother.

"Be careful." Night Xuan exhorts, the North Hall Pavilion is next to the main courtyard, out of the courtyard, turn a corner to arrive.

Wait for the night north out of the outer room, close the door, night Xuan opened the quilt, lying in the light rain body side.

I held my wife in my arms, fresh fragrance lingering around my body, looking at her safe and quiet sleeping face.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the rare warmth. After five years, he finally got along with Xiaoyu alone.

It's impossible to move back.

The next day, Dongfang yexuan asked people to send two boxes of books to Beitang pavilion under the banner of toys.

Yebei's little body is lying on the wooden box, and his little arm is trying to pick up pamphlets after pamphlets, looking for toys.

Unconsciously, he reached the bottom of the box, his hand touched the bottom of the box, and his body almost fell into the wooden box. He still couldn't find anything except the pamphlet. Finally, he confirmed that there was nothing else in the box except the pamphlet.

He earned out the wooden box and looked at the piles of brochures. His joyful eyes suddenly became confused: "Dad, what are these?"

"Post it." Dongfang yexuan Ruyu's fingers took a book, opened the cover, and handed it to yebei. On the white paper, one beautiful font after another was written: "this is regular script, this is Lishu, this is wild grass..."

He was dazzled by all kinds of typefaces. He watched the guards open another box, which contained a whole box of stickers.

It's like a basin of cold water drenching his head, pouring the excitement of getting two boxes of gifts clean, and grabbing his hair with a look of languid and puzzled: "what's my father doing with so many stickers?"

Yebei is a child whose only hobby is eating and playing. Every time we go out and come back, we will bring him delicious food of local specialties.

He thought that his father had prepared toys and delicious food for him to make up for yesterday's hurt to his young heart, which he could accept.

I never thought it was two boxes of paper. I couldn't eat it or drink it.

"Practicing calligraphy, of course." The elegant voice of the Oriental night Pavilion is soft, like the spring breeze.

"Practicing calligraphy?" Yebei's eyes widened in surprise. The stickers of the two wooden boxes were stacked together to catch up with more than ten of his height.

Although he began to read books and learn Chinese characters, he could not copy so many stickers in a short time. How could he have time to fly kites, ride horses and row boats with his mother?

"You are not young. You are 5 years old. You can't just want to play. There are still many things to learn. These stickers can help you practice good handwriting..." Dongfang yexuan takes the stickers and teaches them carefully. Chunchun is good at seduction, just like a kind father.

"Dad, I'm still young. It's too early to practice calligraphy now." The night North blinks two big eyes, pitifully looking at the East night Xuan.

Wuwu, he doesn't want to practice calligraphy. He wants to eat the special bags of mushrooms, Bangbang chicken, crisp pear, apple, emerald peach

I'm going to fight crickets on horseback with my two cousins

Yebei's resentful eyes make people feel pity and can't bear to refuse his request, but Dongfang yexuan is not moved: "it's not said that you'd better study. We'll take you to Fengshan. Don't you want to go?"

KO!

In a word, yebei lost miserably.