Chapter 144 Don’t make a fuss anymore (please vote for me)

The second uncle was still wearing official uniform. He probably came to look for his second sister as soon as he left the Yamen.

This is a father who truly loves his daughter.

Thinking of her previous serious illness, except for the moment when her fever was severe, her father went down to the Yamen and asked Aunt Liu to come over and take a look at her. After that, she saw no one for several days.

Yu Youyao pursed her lips and walked out of the room. Her embroidered shoes stepped on the bluestone tiles, making a slight sound. Even when she was behind her second uncle, he didn't even notice.

Seeing that her second uncle was fascinated by the green parasol tree, Yu Youyao asked, "Second uncle, do you like this green parasol tree very much?"

Whenever my cousin comes back to Yayuyuan, he likes to sit by the teahouse in the study and look at Qingwu outside.

Yu Zongshen's back moved slightly, and then he turned around with a smile on his lips: "It's rare to see Qingwu who is over seven or eight hundred years old. It's a bit rare."

Yu Youyao was stunned for a moment: "Second uncle, how do you know that this green Wu tree is seven or eight hundred years old?"

Her cousin said that she would use the paulownia tree to make a lyre for her. She went to Anshou Hall and asked her grandmother again about the year of the paulownia tree.

Grandma couldn't tell clearly.

Even my grandmother didn't know, how did my second uncle know?

It couldn’t have been his mother who told him!

Yu Zongshen asked her to ask, and she was caught off guard and fell into a trance.

Back then, before he and his eldest brother separated, he saw Xie Roujia a lot. One time they met in Lianhu Lake, and Xie Roujia talked about repairing the yard: "Your eldest brother dislikes me because I smell like copper and I don't know how to be elegant.

Can't bear to be with me

Come on, please give me some advice. How should I repair this yard? I have a village in Tongzhou, and there is a green phoenix tree growing on the mountain. I heard that it is seven or eight hundred years old. The phoenix tree is an elegant thing. I plan to move it.

Go into the house and plant it in the yard."

The green Wu pole reaches straight to the sky, which means rising high.

The green leaves hold up the sky and are covered by thick shade, which means cute shade.

The fallen leaves are sparse, knowing autumn and leapfrog, making it more elegant.

Tong lives for thousands of years and does not die, which means longevity and eternal life.

Tong withered but not rotten also means immortality.

The sycamore tree is an auspicious tree, and the older it is, the better it is. Many wealthy families like to plant sycamore trees in their yards.

Yu Zongshen retracted his thoughts and said with a faint smile: "I heard your mother mention it by chance. Your mother suffers from the summer. When summer comes in Beijing, it is very hot and stuffy. When I was building the Tail Yuyuan, I asked many people in the house for their opinions.

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Yu Youyao nodded: "So that's it!"

Yu Zongshen changed the subject and frowned invisibly: "Do you want to cut off the paulownia trees on the top of Qingwu?"

When Yu Youyao heard this, he immediately beamed: "My cousin wanted to teach me the art of playing the piano, so he chopped off the Yangtong trees on the top of the Qingwu Mountain to make piano materials. He planned to make a good piano for me with his own hands."

Yu Zongshen was silent for a moment.

Then I thought about the correspondence I had exchanged with Mr. Zhou at home, and I inevitably knew that Mr. Zhou was a rare talent in the world. He could read at the age of three, write at the age of five, write at the age of seven, and play the piano at the age of nine.

Zhou Linghuai suddenly came to Beijing, and he also had doubts in his heart. He took advantage of the Xichen family banquet to test Zhou Linghuai, and found out that he was indeed an unparalleled talent. This dispelled his doubts.

Although there are many talents in this world, there are also a few geniuses, but there are few heavenly talents like Zhou Linghuai and Song Mingzhao.

Yu Zongshen glanced at Qingwu again and asked, "Is your second sister feeling better? This girl's fuss is also a headache."

Yu Youyao nodded: "I cried so much in the afternoon that I was shocked. Now I'm fine. I'm pestering Aunt Xu to learn how to make tea and order tea. I saw that my second sister was very impressed with the art of tea."

She was interested, so my second uncle asked a tea master to come over and teach her. She couldn’t bear to learn the tedious skills of Nvhong.”

Yu Zongshen smiled and nodded: "This girl has been spoiled by her mother. She doesn't care about anything. She only knows how to live a casual life, but she is not as sensible as you. She cares about tea art, and I'm afraid you can't miss the credit."

Yu Youyao pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing.

Yu Zongshen looked at her. After the half-year-old child lost weight, his appearance also grew. He really looked like her mother Xie Roujia.

"Young Yaoyao has grown so big in a blink of an eye." Yu Zongshen sighed with emotion. He took a step forward and raised his hand to touch the top of her hair. However, the hand he raised was heavier than a thousand gold coins. He gently put it down: "You too

When you are only half a year old, you have to learn from grandma, go to home school, and help with the housekeeping. If you have any difficulties, just go to me and your second aunt."

Yu Youyao felt sad for some reason and quickly lowered her head: "Thank you, second uncle."

The second uncle has always treated her very well. Whatever Yu Shuangbai has, she must have a share of it. When her father scolds her, if the second uncle knows, he will also speak for her.

When she was young, she was ignorant and always secretly thought: It would be great if her second uncle was her father.

Therefore, she has always envied Yu Shuangbai.

Yu Zongshen patted her shoulder lightly: "Since Shuangbai is fine, I will go back first and let her stay in your yard today."

Yu Youyao nodded: "Second uncle, walk slowly."

On the second day, Yu Shuangbai stayed in the Tiao Yuyuan and didn't want to leave. She wanted to pester Nanny Xu to learn tea art, but Yu Youyao drove her back cruelly.

There was a big fuss yesterday, and Mrs. Yao figured it out and called her daughter to the next room: "If you don't want to learn to be a female celebrity, then you won't learn it. But you must learn the rules, but you can't make any more noise."

Yu Shuangbai threw herself into her mother's arms and acted coquettishly: "Mom, I know I was wrong, and I didn't mean to make trouble with you. School girl Hong must be patient. It takes more than half an hour to sit down. How can I sit still?

Isn’t this going to cost me my life? I can’t learn such boring things.”

Seeing that her daughter took the initiative to admit her mistake and was as close to her as before, Mr. Yao gently pinched the tip of her nose and teased: "You can't learn it, how can your eldest sister learn it?"

Yu Shuangbai nestled in her mother's arms: "My eldest sister is not as lucky as me. She has a mother who loves me as much as you. She used to learn from Nuhong and her hands were full of blood holes, so she had to learn the same lesson.

If you don't study hard, will you suffer more? I am like this because you coddled me."

I only understood these truths this morning.

The eldest sister got up at nine o'clock and walked in the yard for half an hour.

The eldest sister put a special blue and white plate on her head. The plate was filled with a thin layer of water. When she walked, she couldn't let the water splash out.

The eldest sister fell down twice. Aunt Liu helped the eldest sister up, took a sip of tea, and let the eldest sister continue walking.

She clearly saw that the eldest sister had a bruise on her wrist.

Yu Shuangbai told her mother what happened this morning. Yao felt a little sad and sighed softly: "Mother will never force you again."

No matter how much the old lady loves Yu Youyao, how can she have her own mother who loves her daughter even more?

But she couldn't despise her daughter, who suffered like this.

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