When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

King Dongshan was unhappy with Wei Dong's teasing and glanced at him. When he saw that Wei Dong was done with his work, he stood up and pulled him away.

Wei Dong was not in a hurry to rest immediately. Instead, he grabbed Xie Jiu's hand and pulled him back.

"I just said you could sit up, why are you in such a hurry again? Haven't you had enough of lying down every day before?"

King Dongshan gave Weidong a sidelong glance, meaning: Whose hard work am I feeling sorry for?

Weidong kept laughing and said:

"You are like you who were the first one to run out when school was over every time you were in school.

Every time you are so happy, I feel like I have been released from prison and can’t wait to escape!

My dad said [—When you were studying, you were so weak that even the wind could blow you down, and when you were on vacation, even a dog couldn’t catch you. ]

You are eager to fish in the river and catch birds in the mountains because you are afraid that my father will give you homework.

Why are you so unwilling to read and write?

If you don't like it so much, why do you still come to study?

At that time, every corner of the village was filled with your cheerful laughter.

My mother once said, "People who hear your laughter will instantly feel their sorrow disappear and become happy involuntarily."

That laughter seems to have a kind of magic that can make people forget their fatigue and feel the beauty of life. 】”

Weidong's mother likes Xie Jiu very much because he is full of energy every day.

As a teacher, Father Weidong has a headache when he encounters such an energetic child. It is really difficult to manage him, but he also likes Xie Jiu very much.

Although this child is naughty, he is very chivalrous at heart and gets along well with Weidong.

His son was too bookish, and having a playmate like Xie Jiu around him made Wei Dong a lot more lively.

King Dongshan smiled as he watched Wei Dong recall his childhood. He seemed to have seen the playful Xie Jiu in his childhood through Wei Dong's narration.

This was completely different from the Xie Jiu he knew, they were like two completely different people.

Xie Jiu rarely spoke in front of him, except before he died.

He has always been very depressed, never talking or laughing, not close to his father, always keeping to himself and having no friends.

He also doesn't interact with his brothers, and they don't seem like a family at all.

But in Weidong's words, Xie Jiu is such a lively person who loves to play, make noises, laugh, cry and cling.

The Xie Jiucai mentioned by Weidong is in line with the nature of a child.

What happened later that caused him to change so drastically?

Wei Dong seemed to be extremely happy, as if he was thinking about something.

King Dongshan crossed his arms, his face looking relaxed. Seeing Wei Dong so cheerful, he felt happy.

Wei Dong reached out and took a brush, handed it to Xie Jiu, and said:

"Write a few words so I can see if your handwriting has improved."

The smile on King Dongshan's face froze in an instant. He didn't know why Weidong suddenly wanted to read his words.

However, his handwriting definitely couldn't be the same as Xie Jiu's, so he couldn't write it.

He had never seen Xie Jiu's handwriting before, so he couldn't imitate it even if he wanted to.

Wei Dong saw Xie Jiu frozen with the pen in his hand. He pursed his lips at first, then seemed unable to hold back any longer, "Haha..."

When King Dongshan saw Wei Dong pursing his lips, he thought he was angry, but then he saw him laughing so hard that he was out of breath.

Wei Dong pointed at him and forced out a few words:

"Don't worry, I don't mind your writing being ugly!"

It turns out that Xie Jiu’s handwriting is ugly?

That's easy. Seeing Weidong laughing so hard, it means Xie Jiu's handwriting is not just ugly, right? Maybe...

King Dongshan wrote the two words "Weidong" crookedly on the paper. The traditional Chinese character for "Dong" is a "木" (wood) with a "日" (sun) in the middle. As a result, the "东" (dong) written by Xie Jiu lacked the horizontal stroke of the "木" (wood).

Wei Dong saw Xie Jiu looking at the words he had written with a puzzled look on his face: Why does it look so weird?

He couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the finger he was pointing at Xie Jiu deviated from the direction of his laughter.

King Dongshan teased him deliberately, and acted as if to say, "I don't understand why you are laughing."

Wei Dong laughed until tears came out. He quickly wiped away his tears with his sleeves, suppressed his laughter, and helplessly scolded Xie Jiu:

"After all, I've studied for a few years, how can I not even write my name correctly? My handwriting has not improved at all, it seems like I've regressed a lot.

Now that my father is no longer watching over you, you won't even touch a pen, right?"

Wei Dong had a look of understanding.

King Dongshan could finally let go of the worry he had been secretly holding.

He took the pen from Xie Jiu, wrote the correct answer on another piece of paper, showed it to Xie Jiu, and pointed at the words and said:

"Look, it looks much better this time."

Not only that!

Wei Dong's handwriting is quite elegant and not only pleasing to the eye, it is simply pleasing to the eye.

Looking back at my own handwriting, although I wrote it wrong and ugly on purpose, there is no harm without comparison!

Ouch! This word is poisonous and ugly!

He quickly crumpled up the paper he had written on and stuffed it into his sleeve, waiting for an opportunity to throw it into the fire and burn it to ashes.

Weidong put down his pen, sighed and said:

"I wonder what your father has done with you? Didn't he let you study anymore? Was he... not good to you?"

Wei Dong had never dared to ask this question, but today he couldn't help but blurt it out.

When he saw Xie Jiu's unnatural expression, he regretted his rashness a little.

King Dongshan had no idea whether Xie Jiu's father treated him well or not, but sending him to live with the least favored prince probably meant that he didn't care much about him.

He dropped his eyelids and nodded.

The smile on Wei Dong's face disappeared completely in an instant, and a trace of heartache appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

He took Xie Jiu's hand, patted it gently, and said:

"Xie Jiu, you've grown up, if he treats you badly, stay away from him.

From the first time I saw him, I thought he was creepy!

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem like a good man. He is not a good father or a good husband.

Besides, he hasn’t come to see you and your mother for such a long time, he doesn’t help with any housework, and he always has a gloomy face all day long, huh!

He treated you badly, so I hate him and will not greet him when I see him again."

King Dongshan looked at Wei Dong's clumsy but hard efforts to comfort Xie Jiu, and his heart was filled with tenderness.

At the same time, she was jealous that Wei Dong gave this kindness to Xie Jiu.

There was an infinite melancholy in my heart, and the smile on my face was perfunctory and forced.

Weidong saw a completely different scene. Xie Jiu could not resist his father and could only compromise and give in.

Xie Jiu was obviously a cheerful and outgoing person, but now he has become a taciturn person.

It can be seen that life must be unhappy at ordinary times.