Greetings, Ninth Uncle

Cheng Yuanjing didn't care about Cheng Yujin's offense, but nodded with his eyes and said, Write a word first.

Cheng Yujin wanted to underestimate who, she was a famous girl, Cheng Yujin, who was famous for chess, piano, calligraphy and needlework, but she was best at calligraphy.

Cheng Yujin walked to the table, picked up the pen and thought for a while, then wrote the inscription.

Cheng Yuanjing's eyes involuntarily fell on Cheng Yujin's injured left hand.

Chapter 16 Fake Injury

Cheng Yujin finished writing a word in one go, she was very satisfied, but out of restraint, she did not take the initiative to speak. However, she waited for a while and found that Cheng Yuanjing didn't know what she was looking at, but she didn't respond.

Cheng Yujin glanced at him strangely, and found that Cheng Yuanjing was looking at her side. She straightened her sleeves and found nothing wrong.

Ninth Uncle?

Cheng Yuanjing retracted his gaze and calmly set his gaze on the paper. Seeing him behave like this, Cheng Yujin felt that he was making a fuss. Cheng Yujin carefully guessed Cheng Yuanjing's expression, but couldn't see anything. Cheng Yujin gradually became a little nervous, and asked in a low voice, Ninth uncle, what do you think?

Cheng Yuanjing glanced down at her and said lightly, For a woman, it's acceptable.

Cheng Yujin didn't like hearing this very much. Good is good, bad is bad. What is acceptable for a woman? This is looking down on who.

She raised her eyebrows and deliberately asked, What about everyone?

The poor mastery is too much for Qiao, the heart is not right, and the writing is also distracting. Cheng Yuanjing said unceremoniously. Cheng Yujin narrowed her eyes, although she was angry, she knew that he was right.

For the sake of fame, Cheng Yujin practiced all the famous skills of boudoir girls, such as embroidery, such as playing the piano, she can do it very beautifully. However, in fact, what she really likes is calligraphy.

Books are also her favorite subject. It's just that as a stepdaughter, she is able to stand out in some places, but not in some places, such as writing, such as writing poetry and fu. This is the outstanding performance of several younger brothers in the family, and she cannot take the edge.

Therefore, Cheng Yujin has never shown her calligraphy skills in front of outsiders. In front of Cheng Laohou Ye that day, in order to please Cheng Laohou, she chuī some words collected by Laohou, but she did not expect it to be Cheng Yuanjing's. Cheng Yujin was a little embarrassed. When she started writing today, she wanted to show how well she could write.

I don't think that because I paid too much attention to writing beautifully, I fell into the inferior position.

Cheng Yujin was not convinced, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote the word Jin on the edge of the paper. Cheng Yujin put down the pen, looked up at him without dodging: Ninth uncle, what about now?

Cheng Yuanjing was funny, this woman really wanted to be competitive. He is obviously scheming and good-natured, but he still pretends to be virtuous.

But then again, her words are quite remarkable.

Cheng Yuanjing's eyes fell on her left hand again. Cheng Yujin noticed it this time, and she lowered her head, then remembered that her left hand should still be injured.

Cheng Yujin immediately helped the table, and Jianqiáng smiled sensible: Ninth uncle, it's just a skin injury, it's okay.

With Cheng Yujin's good-natured personality, she said it was okay, but Cheng Yuanjing couldn't even believe it. He paused for a while and asked, What happened last night has nothing to do with you. Why do you ask for the guilt and get yourself injured?

Cheng Yujin was stunned when she heard this question, then she raised her head in a funny way and looked at Cheng Yuanjing: Ninth uncle, what do you say?

The dispute between my father and my grandfather is because of me. Although it is because of long-standing grudges and has nothing to do with me, will my grandmother and my mother take care of it? I stood up yesterday and just blocked a whip. If I do nothing , Uncle Jiu, what do you think I will do?

Cheng Yuanjing was silent, and he asked, In the past, Cheng Yuanxian scolded you in front of everyone like this?

Cheng Yujin recalled what happened yesterday, and slowly remembered that Cheng Enbao was making a fuss yesterday. Cheng Yuanxian felt ashamed, and indeed yelled at her, saying that she didn't know how to take care of her brother. Cheng Yujin didn't take it seriously: It's just a sentence, and there is no actual loss of profit, so I care about what to do with it.

Anyway, she can leave the Cheng family as soon as she gets married, and Cheng Yuanxian and Qingfu continue to be used to Cheng Enbao, and they will be able to bear it in the future.

Cheng Yuanjing was at a loss for words. For a moment, an unspeakable feeling surged in his heart. She was so young to be able to say such sensible and heartless words. How did the Cheng family treat her to make her so transparent and restrained?

Cheng Yuanjing was angry with the Cheng family. His emotions were inexplicable. He didn't even care that he was offended by Cheng Yuanxian yesterday. Why did he get angry when he heard Cheng Yujin's words?

Cheng Yuanjing was wondering what was wrong with him, when he heard Cheng Yujin put up his sleeves and said slowly, Everyone is suffering, Ninth Uncle shouldn't pity me?

Cheng Yujin raised her head and smiled at Cheng Yuanjing, her eyes narrowed, revealing a seductive slyness: Emotions are worthless. Rather than pity me, Uncle Ninth might as well give me some real benefits.

Cheng Yuanjing laughed angrily, he glanced at her, but liked Cheng Yujin's frank demeanor. After Cheng Yujin's interruption, the inexplicable emotions in his heart all dissipated.

Cheng Yuanjing doesn't like to owe people. The incident happened yesterday because of him, and Cheng Yujin was just implicated. He took out a porcelain bottle from the Duobao Pavilion on the side and threw it to Cheng Yujin. Cheng Yujin caught it in a hurry, she picked it up and looked at the bottle, she was stunned: medicine?