The evening primrose in the fence yard had already budged. Zhong You squatted while carefully turning over the soil with a shovel. Shi Yu squatted beside him, holding a ladle and watering it, occasionally giving instructions on his movements.

Shi Yu didn't mention a word about the morning matter.

"After a while," Zhong You said casually: "It's time to fall, and then I'm just coming to my head. I think I can't see the flowers this year."

"I'll keep it well this year and will flourish next year." Shi Yu poured out the last drop of water from the scoop and stood up and said, "I'll pick it up again."

He went to the water tank on the other end of the fence, and there were two crucian carp inside, which Su Zhou caught for Zhong You. Shi Yu sank the ladle in. As soon as the slightly cool water touched his skin, he reminded him of the touch of last night.

He was dazed, and then he heard Zhong You sing and shouting: "Brother, come in directly."

Su Shuo is here.

Zhong You stood up, half of his sleeves fell loosely, and he smiled at Su Shuo and said, "It's hot, brother comes in to have a cup of tea."

Su Shuo responded and walked in with him. When Yu Guang saw Shi Yu standing beside the water tank, somehow suddenly remembered Widow Shi's voice again. He stopped and raised his voice: "Come here too, I'm discussing with you and Mr. Zhong."

Shi Yu nodded, moved over, and when he entered the house, he rolled up Zhong You's sleeve that had fallen from behind. Zhong You turned around and smiled at him.

After entering the house, Su Shuo and Zhong You sat down, and Shi Yu leaned against the desk. Su Shuo looked at Shi Yu and then looked at it before Zhong You said, "Actually, I'm here to ask the sir."

Zhong You immediately said: "Brother, please be polite, just give me instructions."

Su Shuo clicked Shi Yu and said, "Our Xiaoliu is now nineteen. It is logical that he should be the age of being the leader of the family. However, with our senior brothers in the museum, he is not in a hurry. He is a good child. Although he follows us from all over the world, he has not been able to study hard. The teacher will open a college next spring. What my master means is to ask Mr. to take Xiaoliu as well."

Zhong You was slightly stunned and turned his eyes to look at Shi Yu. Shi Yu also looked over, but he couldn't move his eyes away and said quickly.

"I can't be Shi Yu's teacher."

Since Zhong You understood the matter, he felt that in this Dalan, anyone who knows a little literature can be called a teacher, but a teacher is not. As the saying goes, a teacher is a teacher who preaches and learns knowledge and answers doubts. Anyone who can be a teacher must be talent and virtue. He only has a little ink, and he dares to be a teacher, but he definitely cannot be called a teacher. Moreover, although he is six years older than Shi Yu, he has no virtue or conduct, no official or name, so why dare to let Shi Yu call him a teacher?

not to mention.

Under those eyes, he felt it was very inappropriate. As long as he thought of Shi Yujiang calling him teacher in such a gaze, it would be like.

It seems to be distorted.

"I am also past Azhou's age." Shi Yu took the speech in a deep voice and said to Su Shuo: "But if my elder brother wants to ask the gentleman to urge me to cultivate my nature and calm down on his behalf, it is still OK."

Zhong You nodded, "That's right, I should do my best."

Su Shuo hesitated a little and felt something was right. Besides, he couldn't force it, so he had to say, "This is also good, I'm going to bother sir."

"No." Zhong You looked serious, "It should be."

At the end, Shi Yu and Su Shuo said goodbye together, and the two left the yard and walked together.

Su Shuo also mentioned the story of Widow going to the town and said to him: "With your sister-in-law watching, she can't be too out of line. Besides, I asked your sister-in-law to take Dao'er. When the old man saw the child, he always..."

"Don't let her see Dao'er." Shi Yu stopped, looked at Su Shuo sideways, and repeated resolutely, "Brother, don't let her see Dao'er."

Su Dao is Su Shuo's first child, and Shi Yu has also held it.

Su Shuo also stopped and watched in silence that the road ahead was soaked by the sunset, making people's eyes hurt. The two of them were so silent that they didn't know how long he stretched out his hand and hugged Shi Yu's shoulders.

"Shi Yu." He said, "You must be fine and just leave like this."

Shi Yu raised his head slightly, and the sunset hit his eyes, dyeing color. He wouldn't answer such words in the past, but today he uttered slowly.

Although slow, it is heavy.

The matter was certain. The next day, Mrs. Su came to Shi Yu's house to pack up his luggage for Widow Shi. Although Widow Shi was not good at Shi Yu, she did not make things difficult for Mrs. Su. She just didn't speak much, and she stopped singing the tunes she used to humming, and just sat on the bed and listened to Mrs. Su's words. Most of them were about Su Dao. Children were just toddlers and had many interesting things.

The widow kept listening. If Miss Su was busy cleaning up and forgetting to continue, she would snort and instruct Miss Su to continue.

But it was only for a moment. When he saw Shi Yu, he was like a chicken with feathers pulled out, and every word was being aggressively tricked. Until he got on the carriage, he did not forget to look back at Shi Yu and said sneer.

"That's the little beast's heart." She smiled sarcastically, "I'm afraid I can't stand it. When the gentleman comes to his senses, he must be both hated and disgusting! Just come to your mind, little beast, the cycle of heaven, you and Shi Tingzhou are not good things..."

The carriage gradually moved, her frosty face was cold, and her eyes were staring at Shi Yu like a hole, as if she wanted to peel off her skin and bones.

Shi Yu suddenly smiled. Although it was Zhang Young's sharp face, he exuded all the evil spirits in this smile.

He clearly didn't say a single word, but it seemed like he was provoking the widow's words and deeds, with invisible indifference and madness.

Shin the widow suddenly snatched the edge of the car, trying to scold something, but her words seemed to be stuck in her throat. The wooden board she was clamped with scratches, but she couldn't spit out a word.

Until the car turns, it can never be seen again.

Shi Yu began to go to the fence courtyard more frequently, and Su Zhou was also with him. Every day, he practiced calligraphy and read books in front of Zhong You. Su Zhou had many problems, and more often Shi Yu watched from the side. After Shi Widow left, he seemed to relax a lot.

Xia Tian slowly closed his tail. One morning, Zhong You saw the peach leaves around the courtyard covered with thin frost, and then he realized that the morning mist was slightly cold.

Autumn has arrived for a long time.

The weather was still warm in the first few days, and it gradually rained later, as if it could not be stopped for several days. The Bailong River in Dongshan began to flood, and I heard that the Changhe River was also rising rapidly. Changhe Town was close to the Changhe River, and the people from Qingping Mansion visited them several times. Fortunately, they had been repairing the embankment during the reign of Emperor Taishang, and now they are not afraid of rising.

The people from Qingping Mansion also came to Lianti Village. It was raining heavily that day. Zhong You did not let Su Zhou come, but Shi Yu was covered in water and came as usual.

Shi Yu took off his shirt in the room, Zhong You wiped his hair with a clean towel, and said, "I said yesterday that the rain was going to be heavy, why did he still come?"

Shi Yu sat on the stool and lowered his head, allowing Zhong You to rub his hair with a towel. He said, "It's okay." He shook his hair again, and said, "I'm the only one at home."

Who learned this action from?

Zhong You only felt that his ears were popping up again. I don’t know how many times this time, but I felt that Shi Yu was obedient and really looked like a big dog.

Zhong You coughed lightly, let go of his hand, and said to him: "It's almost done, you can wipe the rest yourself."

Shi Yu nodded, turned his head and took the scarf, but didn't wipe it any more. He put it on his neck, turned his hand and took the book on one side, and looked down. Zhong Yousai saw that his lining was loose, and his exposed collarbone was very slapping.

Zhong You coughed lightly again and sat down on the other side.

The two of them passed by in peace in the morning. At noon, Zhong You made chestnut stewed chicken in the kitchen, and called Shi Yu in the main room through the window.

"Shi Yu." He shouted, "It's time to eat."

Shi Yu heard the sound and closed the book and went out.

The village chief was accompanying the young official from Qingping Mansion to review Bailonghe, holding an umbrella for himself, flattering the words of good words to walk into the village. The young man who had not said much suddenly stopped and looked at the fence courtyard.

"Who is that?" He saw a man in black clothes pushing out the door in the fence courtyard through the rain, as if he noticed his gaze and turned around.

It's a pair of strange and sharp eyes.

"Sir, say hell?" The village chief looked at him, "That was Shi Liu from our village. He was not old but still calm. He should be studying now. This is the yard of the village teacher. Do you want to go and see it?"

The official's eyebrows were slightly loose, and he heard the name Shi Liu so strangely. It was not the person he had just thought of. He turned his eyes and said, "No need."

The village chief dared not ask too much, and then walked quickly with an umbrella.

As soon as the official passed the fence yard, Zhong You opened the kitchen window to breathe. He raised his eyes and saw the official robe flashing by, a little stunned.

When Shi Yu entered the room, he saw him holding up a half-spoon, looking outside the fence courtyard and concentrating on what he was thinking.

"gentlemen?"

Shi Yu held his arm holding the spoon with one hand, lowered his head and tasted the soup on the spoon, and said, "It tastes just right."

Zhong Youfang came back to his senses and saw Shi Yu looking at him with the edge of the spoon in his mouth. He suddenly panicked in his chest and wanted to take a step back, but unexpectedly he was hitting Shi Yu's arms, and Shi Yu quickly supported his waist.

"What are you staying?"

Zhong You shook his head and felt that the posture was not good again. Just as he was about to say a few words, Shi Yu held his hand with the spoon, cleared a little along the stewed soup, carried it to his lips, and said, "Try it." He said, "What's wrong?"

Zhong You sucked a little and said, "Add some more salt." As he said that, before he could pull Shi Yu's hand away, Shi Yu had already stepped back and turned to get the bowls and chopsticks. Seeing Shi Yu focused on wiping the bowls and chopsticks in his heart, Zhong You breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that the holding he had just now remained on his waist.

It's really... strange and weird.

In the afternoon, Zhong You relied on the books on the bookshelf and found some paintings behind the books on the inside. A few of them were already tide and had to be spread out. Most of them were landscapes, birds and beasts, but one was spread on the table, revealing the woman's beautiful appearance.

Shi Yu, opposite the table, paused and asked, "Is this also drawn by the sir?"

"Yes." Zhong You smoothed the painting and smiled at him, "I learned how to draw paintings at that time."

The woman in the painting smiles like a flower, with a light silk sleeve, and her head tilted to the painting, which was soft to the eyebrows and eyes of the person.

Shi Yu's fingertips stroke on the page, and suddenly came over from the opposite side, as if he was looking at the painting carefully. He accidentally touched Zhong You's forehead, causing Zhong You to pause.

Shi Yu lowered his eyes on the painting and asked, "Sir, are you familiar with?"

"Yeah..." Shi Yu's eyelashes were a little long, but they didn't look soft and gentle. Zhong You thought in a daze, wondering what it felt like when the long eyelashes touched their fingertips, and then said: "Familiar."

"Madam?" Shi Yu suddenly raised his eyes and said slowly: "Or Qingmei?"

The eyes were too deep, causing Zhong You's tongue to sluggishly. He quickly turned his eyes and said, "That's not." He paused and explained, "It's my youngest sister."

Shi Yu didn't say anything, but just smiled, sat back and lifted the book again. Although Zhong Yousiwen's face was calm, his fingers that were stroking the corner of the painting curled up at some point.

But Shi Yu did nothing, just asking questions.

The heavy rain blocked people's vision when it was late. Zhong You saw Shi Yu put on a straw raincoat and didn't even have an umbrella, so he was about to go out. He looked under the eaves with his sleeves and said, "It's too heavy, wait and go."

"It's okay." Shi Yu pressed down his clothes and said, "It's just a few steps."

Zhong You raised his hands behind his back and said seriously: "What if you suffer from cold? It's delayed your studies. Why don't you stay here tonight?"

Shi Yu paused his hand and almost turned the railway down: "No." This time he didn't even give himself a chance to see Zhong You, and he stepped down the steps with his long legs and went into the rain.

"See you tomorrow."

The person shook out of the fence yard in the heavy rain and disappeared into the water hazy. Zhong You stayed under the eaves for a while, and suddenly said softly.

“Multiple tongue.”
To be continued...