Chapter 189
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However, after singing two paragraphs, the "people's woman's real name Feng Suzhen" had not finished singing, so they had dinner. After dinner, the old Tai Jun really couldn't bear to hear this good play. He wanted to listen to two more episodes, but on second thought, Fu Qiuning didn't go to the palace for a long time today, and only a few episodes of play he wanted to sing. Since he wants to go to the Palace tomorrow, he always has to prepare the whole play. I don't know how late he will be busy tonight and he has to be energetic tomorrow. When he thinks about it, he won't be willing to pester Qiu Ning any more, Life falls Cui to send their niangs out.
When he returned to Fengya building, he saw that Jin Fengju had come back. When he saw her coming back, he smiled and said: "Just now sister Yanfang and some girls of the Feng family came to talk to you. They all left when they saw you were away. I thought you would go to the Palace tomorrow. Just now you were in the Kangshou hospital, the old ancestors would not let you go, so it's better to rest early this evening. There's no need to go to the pillow moon Pavilion. Anyway, sister Yanfang can understand that you are busy next."
Fu Qiuning said with a smile, "I've been busy for a long time. I'm really tired. Thank you for your consideration. Have you eaten? I've had dinner in the old lady's house before. If you haven't eaten yet, let the small kitchen cook some dishes now..." before I finished, I heard Jin Feng say, "don't be busy. I also had dinner with my father and uncle. They were very happy about you."
Fu Qiuning nodded and didn't want to talk more about this issue. Seeing that her husband was already in high spirits, she couldn't keep up. Unexpectedly, she didn't want to say that Jin Fengju was happy. She followed Qiuning's back and said with a smile: "although everyone in our house is happy, I'm afraid someone will be worried." Seeing Fu Qiuning looking at himself in doubt, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Why? Can't you guess? Your father and grandpa are also in the Qingbi hall today. They don't know how to regret you for showing such a big face. Maybe even Prince Hong should be suspicious. They suspect that it was not humiliating me but the retreat left by the king's residence of Zhenjiang. Ha ha ha, it's really fun."
He was an unintentional joke, but he didn't expect to guess. Seeing Fu Qiuning put down his tea cup and seemed to be in a daze, he said strangely: "what's the matter? It's a good thing. Why do you look lost and dejected? Aren't you happy? Or do you still have a trace of compassion for your father and grandpa?"
"After all, it's my father and my grandfather. Although they are unkind to me, I can't be unfair to them. I just follow the chicken and the dog, but I don't care about them, but I... alas, I'm really worried about my mother. I don't know if my father and grandpa will take it out on my mother if they really hate me."
Jin Fengju's smile disappeared from his face and nodded seriously: "you're right. Today you shine brightly. Your father and your grandfather don't know how to regret it. They will certainly ask your mother when they go back. It doesn't matter. Let's take a chance to go back to the palace these days. If we see your mother in a bad situation, we'll pick her up."
Fu Qiuning shook his head and said, "there's no such reason. My father won't give her up. Even if my mother dies, she will die in the Zhenjiang palace. We said to take it over, but where to find a reason?"
Jin Feng smiled: "It's hard to find this reason? Don't you hear the allusions of being spoiled and arrogant? Yes, my metaphor is also inappropriate. In short, you are now the heavy responsibility of the civilization society of all countries. If you only say that you miss your mother and often can't concentrate on rehearsing operas, see if your father dares to obstruct it? If not, I'll tell the emperor and the Empress Dowager in front of the emperor and tell the people in the Zhenjiang palace that you are an aunt Just, your father won't do anything. "
When Fu Qiuning heard Jin Fengju say this, he immediately moved in his heart, glanced at him and said: "I'm still very intelligent. I'm so stupid that I didn't think about it. But there's one thing that makes people think I'm crazy. But you're the first red man in front of the emperor. Even if you don't deal with our family, if you want to talk, my father and grandpa don't have the reason not to sell your face. How about tomorrow Go back to the house and let's finish it, shall we? "
Jin Fengju laughed: "Well, you're afraid that the Empress Dowager will be arrogant in front of me because he says you're frivolous. Anyway, I like you. Husband and wife should work for each other. In this way, it's more intimate. It's all up to you. Just one thing, you have to go to the Palace tomorrow and be responsible for selecting some singers, dancers and musicians. I'm afraid you may not be able to finish this day. Where do you have time to go Pick up your mother? "
Fu Qiuning said, "I have to squeeze in time. I can't wait a quarter of an hour when I think of my mother in the fire pit. Well, my Lord, you'll go elsewhere first. I'll go through the whole play tonight. Think about the posture and gestures of the stage steps. Give me some time."
Jin Fengju said, "in this hot day, where do you want me to go? I won't go, just here. You don't know I like listening to the opera when you play with these." before the voice fell, he saw his wife raise her eyebrows slightly and said with hatred: "What nonsense? The children let you go to the study from the door. Shouldn't you do your duty as a parent? It's also right to go to the study to see them read and practice calligraphy."
Fu Qiuning is indifferent to Jin Fengju most of the time, but after being with him, he slowly occasionally shows a very vivid appearance. For example, at this time, the roar of the river and the east not only doesn't disgust Jin Fengju, but also feels that Jin Fengju has unlimited customs and wants to have fun. However, considering that the burden on his wife is really heavy these days, where does he have excess energy to deal with himself? So he had to With a long sigh, he went out to the study.
But I saw a lamp in my study. It was quiet. Walking quietly to the door, Jin Fengju was angry and funny. She saw Jin xiunan and Jin cangjiao holding the embroidery frame, but they were just in a daze. Jin cangjiao didn't drop a needle at all. Although Jin xiunan had dropped the needle, she didn't realize she had taken down the embroidery frame, but she embroidered half a green leaf in the peony's heart.
Looking at Jin Zhenyi and Jin Zang Feng, it's not much better. Jin Zhenyi twisted around in his seat like a monkey. His eyes looked at Jin Zang Feng and Jin Zang Jiao. It seemed that he had something to ask, but he was embarrassed.
There was a book in front of Jin Zang Feng. If he hadn't lifted Jin Feng in, he didn't see him turn a page. He really thought that this son was the only one who was studying hard in the study.
He was just about to go in. At this time, Jin Zhenyi seemed to be finally unable to help himself. He looked up at Jin Zang Feng and said, "well, don't be sulky. In the ancestral family's house, everyone talked about singing operas. What kind of operas did aunt sing? Is it so easy to listen?"
Jin Zang Feng didn't use his mind on the book, but Jin Zhenyi's words immediately went into his ears. Then he looked up and sneered: "That's natural. My mother's play is the best. In the past, you all say that Zhu's singing is the best, but her mother's play is a hundred times better than her. Moreover, it's not only pleasant to hear, but also the plot of the play. We used to listen to those plays, even a little finger of her mother's singing can't match."
Jin Zhenyi said, "is it true or false? It's so good? But I don't believe it. I think your brother and sister haven't heard a few plays? So I think aunt sings well. I've heard thousands of songs since I was young. I don't believe there's no play that can't compare with aunt."
Jin Zang Feng sneered: "Yes, my sister and I don't hear much drama, but so what? Which of the dramas sung in our house is not the best? But it can't be compared with my mother. Hum, don't you think that ordinary things can be praised by the emperor and the Empress Dowager? It's a great favor to seal the fifth grade patent. You can see how well my mother's drama is sung from here, but do you still have doubts?"
Jin Zhenyi raised his eyebrows as if to refute, but he didn't know what to say after all, so he said angrily: "I just asked casually. I can't think how good the play can be. As for the one who talks to me with a gun and a stick? When aunt comes back, my father ordered us to enter the study. I'm still in a hurry. What are you angry with me? Have the guts to be angry with our father, the culprit."
Jin Feng gave a listen. Well, in his son's eyes, he has become the culprit. If he doesn't go out, he can't tell what he will become. Because of a cough, he went into the study and deliberately said with a straight face: "the idiom of Yi'er is used well, but who do you mean is the culprit? I didn't seem to understand it just now?"
Jin Zhenyi didn't expect his father to come and listened to all these words. He jumped up and stammered: "no... I didn't say who, but myself. Well, Dad, look, how are some big words I wrote today?" as he said, he went to grab the schoolbag on the table.
"That's your brother's schoolbag. Do you want to replace it with your brother's big characters under my nose?" Jin Feng raised a cold hum. Jin Zhenyi found that he had taken it wrong and listened to his father: "At least it's in the study. It's good to look like it, but where's your book? The ink on this is still dry. You know it's useless at first sight. What have you learned? Thanks to your good intention to talk in front of me."
Jin Zhenyi bowed his head and didn't dare to say a word. He thought I was unlucky. He always respected his father. He couldn't see it. Today, he dared to make a sentence and let him hear it. Dad, Dad, don't you want to take the child's fault on purpose? Otherwise, how can you catch such a coincidence?
Thinking about it, Jin Fengju said, "feng'er, what are you reading? I haven't seen you turn a page for a long time. Oh, it's the Analects of Confucius. Aren't you familiar with this book? What are you doing now? Review the old and know the new?"
Jin Zang Feng did want to answer this way, but he asked his father to block up his words in advance. He was not good at sophistry, so he blushed and stood still, afraid to speak. He also heard Jin Feng raise his voice: "And xiunan jiao'er, when are you two going to be needlework in the study? Don't you understand Miss Zi's rules? The study is for you? That's all right, jiao'er. You've embroidered a needle and thread for a long time. Is the peony you raise from the heart of the flower?"
Jin xiunan and Jin cangjiao blushed, but no one dared to speak. Jin Fengju had enough to be a father, and was more calm when Qiu Ning kicked them out. He couldn't help laughing: it's good to be a father, just like when I was a child. I always let my father do it. It's strange that people say that my daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law for thousands of years. Now it's my turn to be proud Back. (to be continued. If you like this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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However, after singing two paragraphs, the "people's woman's real name Feng Suzhen" had not finished singing, so they had dinner. After dinner, the old Tai Jun really couldn't bear to hear this good play. He wanted to listen to two more episodes, but on second thought, Fu Qiuning didn't go to the palace for a long time today, and only a few episodes of play he wanted to sing. Since he wants to go to the Palace tomorrow, he always has to prepare the whole play. I don't know how late he will be busy tonight and he has to be energetic tomorrow. When he thinks about it, he won't be willing to pester Qiu Ning any more, Life falls Cui to send their niangs out.
When he returned to Fengya building, he saw that Jin Fengju had come back. When he saw her coming back, he smiled and said: "Just now sister Yanfang and some girls of the Feng family came to talk to you. They all left when they saw you were away. I thought you would go to the Palace tomorrow. Just now you were in the Kangshou hospital, the old ancestors would not let you go, so it's better to rest early this evening. There's no need to go to the pillow moon Pavilion. Anyway, sister Yanfang can understand that you are busy next."
Fu Qiuning said with a smile, "I've been busy for a long time. I'm really tired. Thank you for your consideration. Have you eaten? I've had dinner in the old lady's house before. If you haven't eaten yet, let the small kitchen cook some dishes now..." before I finished, I heard Jin Feng say, "don't be busy. I also had dinner with my father and uncle. They were very happy about you."
Fu Qiuning nodded and didn't want to talk more about this issue. Seeing that her husband was already in high spirits, she couldn't keep up. Unexpectedly, she didn't want to say that Jin Fengju was happy. She followed Qiuning's back and said with a smile: "although everyone in our house is happy, I'm afraid someone will be worried." Seeing Fu Qiuning looking at himself in doubt, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Why? Can't you guess? Your father and grandpa are also in the Qingbi hall today. They don't know how to regret you for showing such a big face. Maybe even Prince Hong should be suspicious. They suspect that it was not humiliating me but the retreat left by the king's residence of Zhenjiang. Ha ha ha, it's really fun."
He was an unintentional joke, but he didn't expect to guess. Seeing Fu Qiuning put down his tea cup and seemed to be in a daze, he said strangely: "what's the matter? It's a good thing. Why do you look lost and dejected? Aren't you happy? Or do you still have a trace of compassion for your father and grandpa?"
"After all, it's my father and my grandfather. Although they are unkind to me, I can't be unfair to them. I just follow the chicken and the dog, but I don't care about them, but I... alas, I'm really worried about my mother. I don't know if my father and grandpa will take it out on my mother if they really hate me."
Jin Fengju's smile disappeared from his face and nodded seriously: "you're right. Today you shine brightly. Your father and your grandfather don't know how to regret it. They will certainly ask your mother when they go back. It doesn't matter. Let's take a chance to go back to the palace these days. If we see your mother in a bad situation, we'll pick her up."
Fu Qiuning shook his head and said, "there's no such reason. My father won't give her up. Even if my mother dies, she will die in the Zhenjiang palace. We said to take it over, but where to find a reason?"
Jin Feng smiled: "It's hard to find this reason? Don't you hear the allusions of being spoiled and arrogant? Yes, my metaphor is also inappropriate. In short, you are now the heavy responsibility of the civilization society of all countries. If you only say that you miss your mother and often can't concentrate on rehearsing operas, see if your father dares to obstruct it? If not, I'll tell the emperor and the Empress Dowager in front of the emperor and tell the people in the Zhenjiang palace that you are an aunt Just, your father won't do anything. "
When Fu Qiuning heard Jin Fengju say this, he immediately moved in his heart, glanced at him and said: "I'm still very intelligent. I'm so stupid that I didn't think about it. But there's one thing that makes people think I'm crazy. But you're the first red man in front of the emperor. Even if you don't deal with our family, if you want to talk, my father and grandpa don't have the reason not to sell your face. How about tomorrow Go back to the house and let's finish it, shall we? "
Jin Fengju laughed: "Well, you're afraid that the Empress Dowager will be arrogant in front of me because he says you're frivolous. Anyway, I like you. Husband and wife should work for each other. In this way, it's more intimate. It's all up to you. Just one thing, you have to go to the Palace tomorrow and be responsible for selecting some singers, dancers and musicians. I'm afraid you may not be able to finish this day. Where do you have time to go Pick up your mother? "
Fu Qiuning said, "I have to squeeze in time. I can't wait a quarter of an hour when I think of my mother in the fire pit. Well, my Lord, you'll go elsewhere first. I'll go through the whole play tonight. Think about the posture and gestures of the stage steps. Give me some time."
Jin Fengju said, "in this hot day, where do you want me to go? I won't go, just here. You don't know I like listening to the opera when you play with these." before the voice fell, he saw his wife raise her eyebrows slightly and said with hatred: "What nonsense? The children let you go to the study from the door. Shouldn't you do your duty as a parent? It's also right to go to the study to see them read and practice calligraphy."
Fu Qiuning is indifferent to Jin Fengju most of the time, but after being with him, he slowly occasionally shows a very vivid appearance. For example, at this time, the roar of the river and the east not only doesn't disgust Jin Fengju, but also feels that Jin Fengju has unlimited customs and wants to have fun. However, considering that the burden on his wife is really heavy these days, where does he have excess energy to deal with himself? So he had to With a long sigh, he went out to the study.
But I saw a lamp in my study. It was quiet. Walking quietly to the door, Jin Fengju was angry and funny. She saw Jin xiunan and Jin cangjiao holding the embroidery frame, but they were just in a daze. Jin cangjiao didn't drop a needle at all. Although Jin xiunan had dropped the needle, she didn't realize she had taken down the embroidery frame, but she embroidered half a green leaf in the peony's heart.
Looking at Jin Zhenyi and Jin Zang Feng, it's not much better. Jin Zhenyi twisted around in his seat like a monkey. His eyes looked at Jin Zang Feng and Jin Zang Jiao. It seemed that he had something to ask, but he was embarrassed.
There was a book in front of Jin Zang Feng. If he hadn't lifted Jin Feng in, he didn't see him turn a page. He really thought that this son was the only one who was studying hard in the study.
He was just about to go in. At this time, Jin Zhenyi seemed to be finally unable to help himself. He looked up at Jin Zang Feng and said, "well, don't be sulky. In the ancestral family's house, everyone talked about singing operas. What kind of operas did aunt sing? Is it so easy to listen?"
Jin Zang Feng didn't use his mind on the book, but Jin Zhenyi's words immediately went into his ears. Then he looked up and sneered: "That's natural. My mother's play is the best. In the past, you all say that Zhu's singing is the best, but her mother's play is a hundred times better than her. Moreover, it's not only pleasant to hear, but also the plot of the play. We used to listen to those plays, even a little finger of her mother's singing can't match."
Jin Zhenyi said, "is it true or false? It's so good? But I don't believe it. I think your brother and sister haven't heard a few plays? So I think aunt sings well. I've heard thousands of songs since I was young. I don't believe there's no play that can't compare with aunt."
Jin Zang Feng sneered: "Yes, my sister and I don't hear much drama, but so what? Which of the dramas sung in our house is not the best? But it can't be compared with my mother. Hum, don't you think that ordinary things can be praised by the emperor and the Empress Dowager? It's a great favor to seal the fifth grade patent. You can see how well my mother's drama is sung from here, but do you still have doubts?"
Jin Zhenyi raised his eyebrows as if to refute, but he didn't know what to say after all, so he said angrily: "I just asked casually. I can't think how good the play can be. As for the one who talks to me with a gun and a stick? When aunt comes back, my father ordered us to enter the study. I'm still in a hurry. What are you angry with me? Have the guts to be angry with our father, the culprit."
Jin Feng gave a listen. Well, in his son's eyes, he has become the culprit. If he doesn't go out, he can't tell what he will become. Because of a cough, he went into the study and deliberately said with a straight face: "the idiom of Yi'er is used well, but who do you mean is the culprit? I didn't seem to understand it just now?"
Jin Zhenyi didn't expect his father to come and listened to all these words. He jumped up and stammered: "no... I didn't say who, but myself. Well, Dad, look, how are some big words I wrote today?" as he said, he went to grab the schoolbag on the table.
"That's your brother's schoolbag. Do you want to replace it with your brother's big characters under my nose?" Jin Feng raised a cold hum. Jin Zhenyi found that he had taken it wrong and listened to his father: "At least it's in the study. It's good to look like it, but where's your book? The ink on this is still dry. You know it's useless at first sight. What have you learned? Thanks to your good intention to talk in front of me."
Jin Zhenyi bowed his head and didn't dare to say a word. He thought I was unlucky. He always respected his father. He couldn't see it. Today, he dared to make a sentence and let him hear it. Dad, Dad, don't you want to take the child's fault on purpose? Otherwise, how can you catch such a coincidence?
Thinking about it, Jin Fengju said, "feng'er, what are you reading? I haven't seen you turn a page for a long time. Oh, it's the Analects of Confucius. Aren't you familiar with this book? What are you doing now? Review the old and know the new?"
Jin Zang Feng did want to answer this way, but he asked his father to block up his words in advance. He was not good at sophistry, so he blushed and stood still, afraid to speak. He also heard Jin Feng raise his voice: "And xiunan jiao'er, when are you two going to be needlework in the study? Don't you understand Miss Zi's rules? The study is for you? That's all right, jiao'er. You've embroidered a needle and thread for a long time. Is the peony you raise from the heart of the flower?"
Jin xiunan and Jin cangjiao blushed, but no one dared to speak. Jin Fengju had enough to be a father, and was more calm when Qiu Ning kicked them out. He couldn't help laughing: it's good to be a father, just like when I was a child. I always let my father do it. It's strange that people say that my daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law for thousands of years. Now it's my turn to be proud Back. (to be continued. If you like this work, welcome to qidian.com to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
However, after singing two paragraphs, the "people's woman's real name Feng Suzhen" had not finished singing, so they had dinner. After dinner, the old Tai Jun really couldn't bear to hear this good play. He wanted to listen to two more episodes, but on second thought, Fu Qiuning didn't go to the palace for a long time today, and only a few episodes of play he wanted to sing. Since he wants to go to the Palace tomorrow, he always has to prepare the whole play. I don't know how late he will be busy tonight and he has to be energetic tomorrow. When he thinks about it, he won't be willing to pester Qiu Ning any more, Life falls Cui to send their niangs out.When he returned to Fengya building, he saw that Jin Fengju had come back. When he saw her coming back, he smiled and said: "Just now sister Yanfang and some girls of the Feng family came to talk to you. They all left when they saw you were away. I thought you would go to the Palace tomorrow. Just now you were in the Kangshou hospital, the old ancestors would not let you go, so it's better to rest early this evening. There's no need to go to the pillow moon Pavilion. Anyway, sister Yanfang can understand that you are busy next."Fu Qiuning said with a smile, "I've been busy for a long time. I'm really tired. Thank you for your consideration. Have you eaten? I've had dinner in the old lady's house before. If you haven't eaten yet, let the small kitchen cook some dishes now..." before I finished, I heard Jin Feng say, "don't be busy. I also had dinner with my father and uncle. They were very happy about you."Fu Qiuning nodded and didn't want to talk more about this issue. Seeing that her husband was already in high spirits, she couldn't keep up. Unexpectedly, she didn't want to say that Jin Fengju was happy. She followed Qiuning's back and said with a smile: "although everyone in our house is happy, I'm afraid someone will be worried." Seeing Fu Qiuning looking at himself in doubt, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Why? Can't you guess? Your father and grandpa are also in the Qingbi hall today. They don't know how to regret you for showing such a big face. Maybe even Prince Hong should be suspicious. They suspect that it was not humiliating me but the retreat left by the king's residence of Zhenjiang. Ha ha ha, it's really fun."He was an unintentional joke, but he didn't expect to guess. Seeing Fu Qiuning put down his tea cup and seemed to be in a daze, he said strangely: "what's the matter? It's a good thing. Why do you look lost and dejected? Aren't you happy? Or do you still have a trace of compassion for your father and grandpa?""After all, it's my father and my grandfather. Although they are unkind to me, I can't be unfair to them. I just follow the chicken and the dog, but I don't care about them, but I... alas, I'm really worried about my mother. I don't know if my father and grandpa will take it out on my mother if they really hate me."Jin Fengju's smile disappeared from his face and nodded seriously: "you're right. Today you shine brightly. Your father and your grandfather don't know how to regret it. They will certainly ask your mother when they go back. It doesn't matter. Let's take a chance to go back to the palace these days. If we see your mother in a bad situation, we'll pick her up."Fu Qiuning shook his head and said, "there's no such reason. My father won't give her up. Even if my mother dies, she will die in the Zhenjiang palace. We said to take it over, but where to find a reason?"Jin Feng smiled: "It's hard to find this reason? Don't you hear the allusions of being spoiled and arrogant? Yes, my metaphor is also inappropriate. In short, you are now the heavy responsibility of the civilization society of all countries. If you only say that you miss your mother and often can't concentrate on rehearsing operas, see if your father dares to obstruct it? If not, I'll tell the emperor and the Empress Dowager in front of the emperor and tell the people in the Zhenjiang palace that you are an aunt Just, your father won't do anything. "When Fu Qiuning heard Jin Fengju say this, he immediately moved in his heart, glanced at him and said: "I'm still very intelligent. I'm so stupid that I didn't think about it. But there's one thing that makes people think I'm crazy. But you're the first red man in front of the emperor. Even if you don't deal with our family, if you want to talk, my father and grandpa don't have the reason not to sell your face. How about tomorrow Go back to the house and let's finish it, shall we? "Jin Fengju laughed: "Well, you're afraid that the Empress Dowager will be arrogant in front of me because he says you're frivolous. Anyway, I like you. Husband and wife should work for each other. In this way, it's more intimate. It's all up to you. Just one thing, you have to go to the Palace tomorrow and be responsible for selecting some singers, dancers and musicians. I'm afraid you may not be able to finish this day. Where do you have time to go Pick up your mother? "Fu Qiuning said, "I have to squeeze in time. I can't wait a quarter of an hour when I think of my mother in the fire pit. Well, my Lord, you'll go elsewhere first. I'll go through the whole play tonight. Think about the posture and gestures of the stage steps. Give me some time."Jin Fengju said, "in this hot day, where do you want me to go? I won't go, just here. You don't know I like listening to the opera when you play with these." before the voice fell, he saw his wife raise her eyebrows slightly and said with hatred: "What nonsense? The children let you go to the study from the door. Shouldn't you do your duty as a parent? It's also right to go to the study to see them read and practice calligraphy."Fu Qiuning is indifferent to Jin Fengju most of the time, but after being with him, he slowly occasionally shows a very vivid appearance. For example, at this time, the roar of the river and the east not only doesn't disgust Jin Fengju, but also feels that Jin Fengju has unlimited customs and wants to have fun. However, considering that the burden on his wife is really heavy these days, where does he have excess energy to deal with himself? So he had to With a long sigh, he went out to the study.But I saw a lamp in my study. It was quiet. Walking quietly to the door, Jin Fengju was angry and funny. She saw Jin xiunan and Jin cangjiao holding the embroidery frame, but they were just in a daze. Jin cangjiao didn't drop a needle at all. Although Jin xiunan had dropped the needle, she didn't realize she had taken down the embroidery frame, but she embroidered half a green leaf in the peony's heart.Looking at Jin Zhenyi and Jin Zang Feng, it's not much better. Jin Zhenyi twisted around in his seat like a monkey. His eyes looked at Jin Zang Feng and Jin Zang Jiao. It seemed that he had something to ask, but he was embarrassed.There was a book in front of Jin Zang Feng. If he hadn't lifted Jin Feng in, he didn't see him turn a page. He really thought that this son was the only one who was studying hard in the study.He was just about to go in. At this time, Jin Zhenyi seemed to be finally unable to help himself. He looked up at Jin Zang Feng and said, "well, don't be sulky. In the ancestral family's house, everyone talked about singing operas. What kind of operas did aunt sing? Is it so easy to listen?"Jin Zang Feng didn't use his mind on the book, but Jin Zhenyi's words immediately went into his ears. Then he looked up and sneered: "That's natural. My mother's play is the best. In the past, you all say that Zhu's singing is the best, but her mother's play is a hundred times better than her. Moreover, it's not only pleasant to hear, but also the plot of the play. We used to listen to those plays, even a little finger of her mother's singing can't match."Jin Zhenyi said, "is it true or false? It's so good? But I don't believe it. I think your brother and sister haven't heard a few plays? So I think aunt sings well. I've heard thousands of songs since I was young. I don't believe there's no play that can't compare with aunt."Jin Zang Feng sneered: "Yes, my sister and I don't hear much drama, but so what? Which of the dramas sung in our house is not the best? But it can't be compared with my mother. Hum, don't you think that ordinary things can be praised by the emperor and the Empress Dowager? It's a great favor to seal the fifth grade patent. You can see how well my mother's drama is sung from here, but do you still have doubts?"Jin Zhenyi raised his eyebrows as if to refute, but he didn't know what to say after all, so he said angrily: "I just asked casually. I can't think how good the play can be. As for the one who talks to me with a gun and a stick? When aunt comes back, my father ordered us to enter the study. I'm still in a hurry. What are you angry with me? Have the guts to be angry with our father, the culprit."Jin Feng gave a listen. Well, in his son's eyes, he has become the culprit. If he doesn't go out, he can't tell what he will become. Because of a cough, he went into the study and deliberately said with a straight face: "the idiom of Yi'er is used well, but who do you mean is the culprit? I didn't seem to understand it just now?"Jin Zhenyi didn't expect his father to come and listened to all these words. He jumped up and stammered: "no... I didn't say who, but myself. Well, Dad, look, how are some big words I wrote today?" as he said, he went to grab the schoolbag on the table."That's your brother's schoolbag. Do you want to replace it with your brother's big characters under my nose?" Jin Feng raised a cold hum. Jin Zhenyi found that he had taken it wrong and listened to his father: "At least it's in the study. It's good to look like it, but where's your book? The ink on this is still dry. You know it's useless at first sight. What have you learned? Thanks to your good intention to talk in front of me."Jin Zhenyi bowed his head and didn't dare to say a word. He thought I was unlucky. He always respected his father. He couldn't see it. Today, he dared to make a sentence and let him hear it. Dad, Dad, don't you want to take the child's fault on purpose? Otherwise, how can you catch such a coincidence?Thinking about it, Jin Fengju said, "feng'er, what are you reading? I haven't seen you turn a page for a long time. Oh, it's the Analects of Confucius. Aren't you familiar with this book? What are you doing now? Review the old and know the new?"Jin Zang Feng did want to answer this way, but he asked his father to block up his words in advance. He was not good at sophistry, so he blushed and stood still, afraid to speak. He also heard Jin Feng raise his voice: "And xiunan jiao'er, when are you two going to be needlework in the study? Don't you understand Miss Zi's rules? The study is for you? That's all right, jiao'er. You've embroidered a needle and thread for a long time. Is the peony you raise from the heart of the flower?"Jin xiunan and Jin cangjiao blushed, but no one dared to speak. Jin Fengju had enough to be a father, and was more calm when Qiu Ning kicked them out. He couldn't help laughing: it's good to be a father, just like when I was a child. I always let my father do it. It's strange that people say that my daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law for thousands of years. 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