Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

After the two returned to the Qingyu case, the moon was already hanging in the sky, and the courtyard was covered with white gauze.

"Do you want to get clean?" Song Yu suddenly turned around and asked Xiao Kan.

"Ah." Xiao Kan was confused for a moment, and then immediately understood, "Go, go to the back mountain?"

There is a waterfall on the back of the mountain, which branches out into several lakes. Most people in Heiyao village go there to take a bath and do laundry.

"The climate in early spring, who have you seen paddling in the lake?" Song Yu was obviously joking, but the words sounded like criticism.

Xiao Kan was a little timid, "Then..."

"There is a kitchen in the backyard, go and boil the water." Song Yu went back to the house after speaking.

Xiao Kan didn't dare to say anything more. He went around Song Yu's wing and went to the backyard. After entering the kitchen, he chopped firewood, lit the stove, and boiled water.

About an hour later, Xiao Kan knocked on Song Yu's door.

"What's the matter?" Song Yu was sitting in front of the case, calculating the income and expenditure of Heiyao village.

Facing the door, Xiao Kan replied, "Righteous Master, the water is ready, please cleanse yourself."

The pen in Song Yu's hand paused, and said slowly: "Just take care of yourself."

Xiao Kan is still persistent: "The righteous teacher is an elder, so it should be the volunteer teacher first. It's still early, and my nephew will boil water to clean himself later."

After a few seconds, seeing that there was still no sound in the room, Xiao Kan said again: "The nephew will carry water for the volunteer teacher and wait in the bathroom first."

"No, Uncle, go by yourself." Immediately, the door opened, and Song Yu followed Xiao Kan to the kitchen.

The bathroom was next to the kitchen. After Song Yu went to the bathroom with hot water, Xiao Kan added water to the pot and continued to boil the water.

The firewood in the kitchen ran out, so Xiao Kan had to go to the firewood pile behind the bathroom to get it.

The bathroom room is made of bamboo, mainly because bamboo is convenient for water and ventilation, so the sound of water inside and the white mist from hot water are also easy to hear and see.

When Xiao Kan picked up a pile of firewood, he accidentally saw a person bathing inside through a crack in the bamboo as soon as he stood up.

Song Yu was sitting in the tub with his back facing him, completely unaware of what the people outside the house saw. Song Yu scooped up hot water from a ladle and poured it down his shoulders, and the water quickly slid down his upper body.

It was really snow-skinned and beautiful-looking, with icy muscles and fine bones, Xiao Kan suddenly understood that what the villagers said was not groundless.

Song Yu's spine is like a slightly undulating hillock, stretching to a place where Xiao Kan can't see, her shoulders are flat, her arms are full, and her shoulder blades are beautiful and strong.

Xiao Kan just held the firewood and looked at it for a while, and suddenly realized that what he did was against etiquette, and immediately went back to the kitchen with the firewood in his arms.

The stove was burning extremely hot, Xiao Kan was a little dazed.

So much so that after Song Yu came out, he called him behind him, and he came back to his senses.

"Keep away from the fire, your face is burning red." Song Yu felt much lighter physically and mentally after bathing, and her tone was gentler.

Xiao Kan touched his cheek with the back of his hand, it was a little hot, "Got it."

"Rest early after finishing, and go to practice with Master tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

After that, Xiao Kan imitated Song Yu's movements like sitting in the bathtub, and for some reason, he panicked with embarrassment.

Early the next morning, when Song Yu opened the door, he saw Xiao Kan outside.

"What are you doing?" Song Yu looked at the things in the other party's hand.

Xiao Kan brought up the chopping board, "My nephew made breakfast in the kitchen, the volunteer general will have it."

"You made it?" Song Yu looked at the porridge soup on the chopping board, which was still steaming.

"Yes." Xiao Kan was a little overjoyed.

For some reason, Song Yu didn't have a good face: "Sister-in-law Yi sent you here to learn from me, not to let you serve me."

Xiao Kan, who wanted to ask for a few words of reward, lowered his head sadly at this moment, "The gang is too far away, I don't want volunteer teachers to work hard."

Song Yu didn't expect the other party to speak so bluntly, and she was a little shaken. Looking at the other party's sad look, she couldn't bear it: "Don't do it tomorrow."

Xiao Kan didn't answer, and put the breakfast on the bluestone table in the courtyard.

"Where did you get the fried rice?" Song Yu took a sip of the porridge.

Xiao Kan looked at the other party's movements, "Given it by the adoptive mother."

Song Yu said nothing more, and the two nephews had a silent breakfast together.

But on the second day, the third day, and the next few months, Xiao Kan seemed to be sure of this matter, and would get up early every day to make breakfast. Song Yu really had nothing to say about him, so he let him go.

One day, Xiao Kan was studying alone in the courtyard, and Xiao Ling jumped into the Qingyu Case to look for him.

The two had been living under the same roof before, and after that incident, they seldom saw each other.

"Brother Xiao Kan!" Xiao Ling snatched the scroll from Xiao Kan's hand, "What are you looking at?"

"Sister Ling, don't make trouble, give me the book." Xiao Kan stretched out his hand to grab it.

Xiao Ling glanced at it, and read: ""Gao Tang Fu", Song Yu...is this written by Uncle Yu?!"

"I want you to read more books. This is written by Song Yu and Song Ziyuan in the Warring States period." Xiao Kan made a gesture to grab the book.

Xiao Ling was both surprised and delighted, "Isn't this the same taboo as Uncle Yu!"

"That's right, return it to me quickly." Xiao Kan was also somewhat proud.

Xiao Ling seemed to have snatched some treasure, and ran around the yard with the scroll in her arms, "I won't give it to you!"

As a result, the two started chasing each other in the yard, and Xiao Ling accidentally bumped into Song Yu who was entering the door.

"Hello, Uncle Yu." The scroll in Xiao Ling's hand fell to his feet, and he took a few steps back, a little afraid of being scolded.

Xiao Kan was about to explain something, but Song Yu bent down and picked up the scroll and put it in Xiao Ling's hand, and said to Xiao Ling in a friendly voice, "The yard is small, go out and play."

"Yes, Ling'er knew it was wrong." Xiao Ling was a little shy, holding the scroll.

"Ling'er is here, you can play with her first, and make up for the missed homework later." Song Yu looked at Xiao Kan and said.

Xiao Kan didn't intend to play with Xiao Ling at all, he would be pointed out, so he could only nod in agreement.

After Song Yu left, Xiao Kan snorted and took the scroll from the other party's hand.

"Brother Xiao Kan, why are you angry?" Xiao Ling asked with her lips pouted.

"I want to study, you have delayed me." Xiao Kan sat back at the bluestone table, spread out the scroll and continued to read.

Xiao Ling felt left out, and immediately said angrily: "I didn't come to play with you! I came to play with Uncle Yu!"

"Uncle Yu won't play with you."

"Hmph, I'm going to marry Uncle Yu when I grow up." Xiao Ling said triumphantly.

Xiao Kan frowned at her: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"My mother promised me." Xiao Ling made a face.

"Aniang lied to you. She won't let you marry Uncle Yi. She will definitely let you marry Er Li." Xiao Kan joked.

Er Li is the son of Heiyao Zhai Huo Tang, who is the same age as them, and likes Xiao Ling quite a lot, but Xiao Ling doesn't like Er Li, so he burst into tears when he heard this.

"Why are you crying?" Xiao Kan panicked.

Sure enough, after a while, Song Yu came out of the house.

"What did you do to her!" Song Yu stood between the two.

As soon as Xiao Ling saw Song Yu protecting her, she rushed over and hugged Song Yu's thigh, "Uncle Yu, brother Xiao Kan bullied me."

"I...not." Xiao Kan didn't dare to look at Song Yu's face.

"Yes! He asked me to marry Er Li!" Xiao Ling kept pestering her.

"It's nothing, don't bother him." Song Yu patted Xiao Ling's head with his hand, and said to Xiao Kan: "Go and chop up all the firewood, and then go fetch water!"

Xiao Kan dared not speak out: "Yes."

So, Xiao Kan went to work, and Xiao Ling grabbed Song Yu to read the volume of "Gao Tang Fu" to him, and the scene was warm and harmonious.

Xiao Kan couldn't help taking a few peeks from behind, his teeth itching with anger.

On weekdays, Song Yu was very harsh on herself, and she was often whipped when she was practicing. Xiao Ling was even punished after making troubles for no reason, and she was even more resentful.

When Xiao Ling got tired of playing and left, Xiao Kan also finished his work, squatting in the kitchen to build firewood.

"It's getting late, go have dinner with me." Song Yu walked behind him.

Xiao Kan still had a bit of resentment, "My nephew is not hungry, so volunteers can go on their own."

Song Yu was startled, "Still angry with the righteous teacher?"

"Nephew doesn't dare." Xiao Kan continued to build firewood without looking back.

"If being angry can satisfy your hunger, then the teacher has helped you?" Song Yu didn't know why, but thought it was a bit interesting.

Xiao Kan turned his back to the person, his face turned blue and red, "The righteous teacher is partial to Lingmei."

"Are you blaming the righteous teacher for not favoring you?" Song Yu took a few steps forward.

Xiao Kan held the firewood tightly in his hand, and did not put it on the pile for a long time, "My nephew dare not."

"Xiao Ling is the flesh and blood of your adoptive father, and you are the elder brother. Now that their mother and daughter are weak, they should take care of them more as teachers." Song Yu said frankly.

"That nephew is the adoptive son of the adoptive father, and the righteous master..." Xiao Kan was a little speechless.

Song Yu was a little stumped, "What's the matter? The righteous teacher won't favor you?"

"Yes." Xiao Kan smashed the jar.

"Ling'er is still young, as an elder brother, you should treat her more leniently, she is not indiscriminate." Song Yuyu said earnestly.

Xiao Kan clenched his fists, "Then it's wrong to be a nephew? Can volunteer teachers tell right from wrong?"

Song Yu felt that the child was straightforward, and thought that Xiao Kan was also a child, "Okay, the volunteer teacher shouldn't be unfair, and the volunteer teacher will admit his mistake to you."

Xiao Kan paused for a moment, then turned around, glanced at Song Yu, then immediately lowered his head, and muttered, "Then can the righteous teacher read "Gao Tang Fu" to me?"

"Another day." Song Yu compromised coldly.

Xiao Kan's face turned down again, "The volunteer teacher will give you a certainty."

"Tomorrow." Song Yu secretly sighed.

"Yeah." Xiao Kan was secretly delighted, rushed two steps for no reason, and hugged the opponent's waist.

Ten and 45-year-old children grow fast. In the past few months, Xiao Kan has grown to Song Yu's chest, ready to shoulder level.

Song Yu didn't expect the other party to make such a move, and patted the other party's arm, "Okay, let go of the teacher and go to eat."

"Oh." Xiao Kan let go of the other party with some embarrassment.

"You're not too young, don't...do something so intimate and impolite again." Song Yu couldn't understand why she was a little embarrassed to say it.

Although Xiao Kan wanted to refute something, he still said sensiblely: "Nephew understands."

"It's good to understand." Song Yu turned around, "With others, especially female relatives, you should also know etiquette."

Xiao Kan followed the other party and left the kitchen together, "My nephew would like to follow the teacher's instruction."

The author has something to say: Once a day, please consciously regard the righteous teacher as the righteous uncle...