Wen Yu was a little surprised. She knew that Song Duan might come back soon, so she made up an excuse to reject Xu Lingru, but she didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

Her eyes lit up, she opened the door briskly, and she saw Song Duan.

Song Duan saw that she was dressed to go out, and raised his eyebrows: "Why, little brother, are you going out?"

Wen Yu nodded, and turned sideways to let Song Duan enter the room: "There is a small hole in the window paper in the bedroom. If you don't replace it with a new one, you will be in big trouble at night. I'm planning to buy some."

She pointed to the window, "Here, that's right there."

The paper on the doors and windows is oiled paper, which is made of tougher base paper and coated with tung oil after some processing, which is not only waterproof but also wear-resistant.The paper itself is fragile, and in addition to being exposed to the wind and the sun, the lifespan is not long, so it needs to be replaced after a period of time.

After the emergence of papermaking in the previous dynasty, and after more than 100 years of development, Daqi's papermaking skills are now very mature.Therefore, for Qi people, the oil paper on the window is not expensive, and it is easy to repair and make. If it is broken, just replace it.

Wen Yu thought of the scene of piercing the window paper with saliva on his fingers in the TV series in his previous life, and now thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not an exaggeration at all.

Wen Yu and Song Duan have known each other for two full years.

From the initial strangeness to the later familiarity, in this long and short time, the existence of Song Duan to Wen Yu is not just an ordinary fellow apprentice, but more of a relative, a teacher and a friend.

Someone she can trust, rely on and rely on.

Therefore, now that Wen Yu is getting along with Song Duan, he no longer has the original restraint and guest way: "Brother, you can sit and drink tea by yourself first, I will come when I go."

As soon as the words were finished, Wen Yu walked out, leaving Song Duan sitting there alone looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard.Song Duan covered his forehead with his hand, smiled suddenly, and shook his head helplessly.

Wen Yu didn't want Song Duan to wait too long, but the window paper was a must-buy item, otherwise not only would the cold air easily get in, but what was even worse was that mosquitoes would enter the house through the hole at night.

She is really intolerant of mosquito bites, if it weren't for the moxa sticks that were often lit in the house, she would probably be covered in red envelopes now.

Therefore, her pace was inevitably much faster on the way back and forth, and she almost ran the entire distance.Her breathing became short of breath, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her head. Even though there was a hint of coolness in the evening wind, it was a bit stuffy.

Resolutely, the grocery store selling window paper is near the North District where she used to live.She already remembered this route very well, and in less than a quarter of an hour, she returned with the window paper.

Song Duan put down the tea in his hand, looked at her flushed and slightly sweaty face, suppressed a smile, and naturally took the thing in Wen Yu's hand, "Sit down, senior brother will change it for you."

"Thank you, brother."

Wen Yu poured herself a cup of tea, her posture was not elegant, her throat rolled, she swallowed the tea in the cup, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But Song Duan looked at it but couldn't express his astringency. He licked his lips and looked away.

He folded the long sleeve up a few times, opened the window panel, took out the old and yellowed oiled paper, and put new paper on it.Obviously Song Duan came to someone else's house as a guest, but at this moment when he was working, there was a smile on his lips and his eyes were full of smiles.

The dim light at dusk shone through the window on the old oil paper, reflecting a glimmer of light.

Wen Yu put on a new pot of tea and put it on the stone table in the courtyard, dragging her chin with her hand, her eyes were scattered and she didn't know where to look.Xu Lingru's attitude really made her unpredictable, and she only hoped that there would be no trouble tomorrow.

All she wanted was to pass the three-month inspection period of the Imperial Academy smoothly, so she didn't care much about Shi Jinglian's occasional partiality.

The click of the shutters snapping closed gave her a jolt.

She took a closer look and saw that the window paper had been renewed.

"Brother, thank you for your kindness. I have already filled the water in the basin, and the towel next to it is also clean." Wen Yu smiled at him, her tone full of ridicule, temporarily forgetting what happened just now.

Song Duan said hello, put his hand into the wooden basin, and the water splashed on the surface of the water, constantly stirring up ripples.Song Duan's eyes were also a little dazed. The scene just now was really like a family, the daily life of an ordinary couple.

The temperature of the water is just right, neither hot nor cold. Song Duan wiped his hands with a towel, and ripples kept appearing in his heart.

"Brother, don't stand there stupidly."

A bunch of images in Song Duan's mind were all interrupted by Wen Yu's incomprehensible sound, and the strings in his mind seemed to snap.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and took a deep breath.

The two sat opposite each other, under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the garden was full of fragrance.

Wen Yu put a peanut in her mouth, and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

Song Duan twitched his lips, and his smile deepened: "Junior Junior Brother, I will stay in Capital City for a long time."

Wen Yu put down her wooden chopsticks and looked at him, and blurted out happily: "If that's the case, then we can celebrate the New Year together this year. I haven't spent New Year's Eve with my relatives for a long time."

Since her grandfather's death, she has not looked forward to it for a long time, nor has she celebrated the Spring Festival.

Although the teacher is close, he is an elder after all, and on the day of the Spring Festival, he usually drank wine alone and held the teacher's wife's plaque, never letting her go to disturb him.

It was ridiculous, she never thought that she would be so eager for the joy of New Year's Eve now.

The New Year's Eve and Spring Festival in her previous life were just a holiday for her.There are no relatives and friends, and my mother passed away the year she graduated from college.The home is empty, and the reunion of relatives is like a satire on oneself.

In this life, she was brought up by her grandfather Wen Rongfa since she was a child, and only then did she know what family members are.

Even though the Wen family was impoverished at that time, the grandparents and grandsons would never be stingy with the money they had in their hands whenever they celebrated festivals.Chicken, fish, bacon, dumplings, dumplings, couplets with firecrackers.Although there are only two people in the family, there is never a lack of festive atmosphere.

If it is put into the present, others will definitely say that the old man Wen Rongfa has a damn sense of ceremony.

Song Duan's smile stopped abruptly before he had time to start, his eyelids drooped slightly, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was muttering to himself: "So I am a relative of my junior brother."

As soon as she finished speaking, her cheeks were a little ashamed. She didn't notice that Song Duan's face froze suddenly, and scratched her cheek shyly: "Brother, I, I mean, I'm very happy."

Song Duan regained his expression, his eyes were burning, and the indigo jade silk robe made his complexion more noble. He just controlled the distance, patted Wen Yu's head hesitantly, and said like a brother: "I alsoI have long regarded my junior brother as a relative."

His retracted fingertips stroked lightly, and then clenched tightly again for an instant.

Hearing Song Duan's words, Wen Yu let go of her tugging heart instantly, and her eyes were full of joy.

The next day, Imperial Academy.

Yu Xiuyue threw a note to Wen Yu, this behavior was three points more naive than a child who just entered school.

Wen Yu unfolded the paper, and there was only one sentence on it: Did Xu Lingru pester you again yesterday?

You are really welcome, Wen Yu thought secretly.

Shu Si and Xu Lingru have no conflicts, they are the same age, and the age difference is not too big, but they have been working together for half a month, but they still don't deal with each other and look down on each other.

Wen Yu took a peek at Xu Lingru who was writing on the copy beside him, put a thicker book on the left side of the small note to cover it up, and secretly picked up a brush and dipped it in some ink.

She wrote on it: Not entangled.I have agreed to this person's invitation, and today I plan to ask him exactly what he thinks?

Afterwards, Wen Yu thought for a while, and added another sentence: It's not a waste for you to write on paper, isn't it more convenient to ask me directly.Yu Shusi, you are so naive.

Waiting for the paper to dry, Wen Yu folded the paper into small pieces and held it in his hand, got up and walked out the door, passing by Yu Xiuyue's case naturally on the way, and the small note slid down his sleeve onto his desk.

Xu Lingru on the other side paused with the pen, the ink was stained, his brows raised slightly, he picked up the waste paper and threw it away.

Wen Yu walked out.

There are only Xu and Yu in the room.

Yu Xiuyue opened the note recklessly, as if he wanted someone to find out, completely ignoring the simple and honest attitude in front of Wen Yu, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

But seeing the words at the bottom of the note, Yu Xiuyue's eyes and brows twitched.Smiling secretly in my heart, Xiaoyu, you are not so naive, otherwise why would you reply to yourself.

It's just that he was annoyed by Xu Lingru and couldn't get along.

He sneered at Xu Lingru, teasing unabashedly: "Brother Xu, Xiangshu has skin, but humans have no manners! Humans have no manners, so why not die?"

The fine wolf hair fell heavily on the clean rice paper, and the ink blobs became more and more embarrassing on the paper, and the paper had to be changed again.

With cold eyes, a sneer flashed across Xu Lingru's eyes, and he didn't even turn his head: "Brother Yu, why don't you face yourself with drowning."

He calmly changed another piece of rice paper, and finally looked at Yu Xiuyue.

"What's more, between Wen Yu and I, we are doing Qing's business again."

The eyes of the two collided, and there seemed to be the sound of gold and iron in the air, as if swords were hitting each other.

Thousands of miles away in the outskirts of Lingchang County, Lu Yigui walked to the kitchen on crutches and served himself a bowl of noodles. Although the soup was watery, the taste was not bad.

He ate slowly.

There was the sound of uniform footsteps vibrating from the ground, and the vibration stopped suddenly.Then there was a knock on the door.

It's a pity, it's a pity, this day will not be peaceful for long.

"Master Lu, I have ordered you to return to Beijing by His Majesty's order."

Lu Yigui coughed two or three times, took a sip from the flagon, and finally walked slowly, got up and came to the gate.

"My surname is Lu, not Lu."

In the evening of the unitary hour, most of the government offices in Capital City have been dispersed.

On the street outside the main gate of the Imperial Academy Office, a brown carriage was parked under a tree.

At first it looked inconspicuous, but when you got closer, you realized that the windows were carved with elegant patterns, and the curtains around the body were also made of silk, and you could smell a refreshing fragrance.

Xu Lingru opened the window curtain, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Wenyu, but there was an imperceptible sense of alienation in his eyes.

"Brother Wen, please."

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Translation of the dialogue between Xiao Yu and Xiao Xu:

Xiaoyu: You see, this ground squirrel still has skin, how can people be shameless?People are shameless, they might as well die!

Xiao Xu: Why don't you piss and take care of yourself?