Yinhu eternal life

Sure enough, Yinzhen readily agreed, and asked them whether they wanted to draw the patterns on the kites by themselves, or directly use the kites made by craftsmen.

The two little guys eagerly wanted to paint by themselves, wasting a lot of rice paper and dyes, and made two satisfactory ones after getting dark circles under their eyes. Yinhu saw that their paintings were also very good. As for the rest of the production process, just It is still handed over to the craftsmen.With the kite they personally participated in making, the two little ones looked forward to it even more.

The wind direction was just right that day, and one could already see the faint green on the branches from the carriage.The carriage drove to Yinzhen's Zhuangzi, and the wheat in the field beside the road was green and growing gratifyingly.

This year the fields here have been sprinkled with chemical fertilizers. There are farmers pulling weeds in the fields. The wheat grows well and the grass grows strong. Knowing that there will be a bumper harvest this year, they have to take care of it even more.

Zhang Yizhu was the one pulling weeds. Back then, his grandfather was shrewd and opened up wasteland on the edge of the capital. This place is not under the emperor's feet. Not only is the law and order good, but some benefits can also fall to them first.

They were the first to plant the sweet potatoes, and they were the first to sprinkle the chemical fertilizers. The life in their village has been getting better and better in the past two years. Thinking of this, Zhang Yizhu felt very happy even when he was weeding.What's more, the grass he pulls can also feed the sheep. The family's situation has improved in the past two years. The old lady in the family decided to use the money she saved to buy a few lambs. The son went to school, and the family passed it on for three generations. The old lady loved her grandson and didn't want her grandson to be blind like his father and grandfather.

Zhang Yizhu was tired from squatting on the ground, so he stood up to rest and saw a carriage approaching in the distance.That big horse is really handsome and majestic, and the carriage is also indescribably luxurious. Envy flashed in Zhang Yizhu's eyes, and he didn't know who was sitting in the carriage, but it must be someone from two worlds with him. Never been in a carriage.

Zhang Yizhu didn't dare to think about it too much. As the old saying goes, contentment is always happy, and the good life now is many times better than before.However, he still watched the carriage gradually drive away towards the southeast. He heard that the Zhuangzi of a rich and powerful family over there, the entire Zhuangzi's land belonged to a noble lord, so how much grain would it have to produce!

Zhang Yizhu smashed, smashed, and continued to pull weeds until the carriage gradually disappeared. It would be great if his son can be a scholar in the future, and he can also be called a scholar's father. This life is worth it .

Thinking of this, Zhang Yizhu felt no pain in his back.Zhang Yizhu started to think so much before his son entered school. It can also be said that he is a person with a lot of inner drama.

However, if Yinhu knew this, he would be very relieved. He had seen many farmers with numb expressions before. They had no expectations for tomorrow and no imagination for the future. They just worked repeatedly, and their children and grandchildren would continue to repeat their lives.

Yinzhen and his group soon arrived at Zhuangzi, and this was Yinzhen's second visit.He moved out of the palace last year. Zhuangzi is the property that Kangxi gave to every son who left the palace to open a mansion.

The big place in Zhuangzi is convenient for them to play. It is their first time to fly a kite. The two little guys can't wait. They don't need anyone to teach them, so they have to try it by themselves.

After tossing for a long time, the kite was still flying, and the two little guys finally gave up. After listening to the next person explaining how to fly the kite, the little expression on their faces was still arrogant and unconvinced. Such a simple thing is impossible I am stumped!

Pretending to be indifferent and listening to the servant's words, seeing the kite in the servant's hand flew up, the two of them started tossing the kite with the bat pattern and the crane pattern in their hands again.

These two kite patterns have auspicious meanings, and they started painting after careful consideration. I have to say that Kangxi’s sons are all very talented. It’s not like they painted bats and cranes so vividly. Of course, it also took a lot of time. They have made a lot of effort, and they cherish it very much.

So even though the kite can't fly now, making them feel ashamed, they didn't throw away things that made them lose face as before.

After trotting forward for a while, the kite finally flew up unsteadily, and Yinzhen was very happy: "Mynah, look, it's flying!"

"Well, Xiao Jiu is very powerful!"

The two little guys ran happily and laughed happily. Yinhu watched them play with an old father's smile on his face.

Yinhu has always felt that his family's little Ba Xiaojiu went to study in the study every day, it was extremely hard work, and it was very distressing, and they could relax only if they could relax.

Uh, this can be said to be very biased. Isn’t that how all the princes live? Even in his last life, didn’t he study hard every day when he was a child, and because of his background, he worked harder than others.

In this life, Xiaoba and Xiaojiu have been played by Yinhu for a long time. If it weren't for the two of them's mothers to see that their homework is not bad, Yinhu would have been separated from them long ago.

Seeing the strange smile on Yinhu's face, Yinzhen always felt that there was something wrong, so he stopped thinking about it if he couldn't figure it out, and said to Yinhu with a dull face, "Hey, eighth brother, do you want to try?" The kite was handed over.

Although Yinzhen and Yinhu did not draw their own kites, the craftsmen prepared a variety of kites with good meanings for them to play.

At this time, Yinhu and Yin'er's kites were already flying quite low, and the bamboo flute on the kites was blown by the wind to make a pleasant sound. Yinhu was also very excited. Ba Xiaojiu is ashamed in front of Ba Xiaojiu.

Yinhu glanced at Xiaoba and Xiaojiu who were having fun again, very good, they didn't notice this side: "Fourth brother, why don't you go together?" He wouldn't be the only one who was ashamed.

Yinzhen thought about the picture of himself trotting with his arms raised, and resisted in his heart. Looking at Yinhu's shining expectant eyes, he blurted out: "Okay."

Both of them watched the demonstration of the servants and the tossing of the two little guys, so both of them flew the kite smoothly, um, they didn't lose face as brothers.

Yinzhen has never played before, since he was sensible, he has always been like a little adult, behaved in every word and deed, today is very unusual for him, looking up at the kite flying higher and higher, feeling It's nice to go out of your way once in a while.

Yinhu glanced at it inadvertently, seeing that Yinzhen was smiling brightly, the kind of smile where you can see some white teeth, he was so surprised that he almost lost the thread in his hand.

Does the fourth child, a workaholic who exhausted himself to death in his previous life, actually like to play?Yinhu's heart is a little complicated.

Before Yinzhen was about to turn his head, Yinhu looked away.

No, why did he look away? He should stare at the fourth child to embarrass the fourth child. Forget it. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't tease him.

The two little guys saw two more kites in the air, and they had to compete with them to see who could fly higher. Yinzhen didn't say a word, but carefully recalled what the servant said just now. After a while, his kite surpassed Yinzhen and the others. Yin'er, the corners of his mouth raised rapidly.

Yinzhen and Yin'er had a great time on this day. In fact, they didn't know that Yinzhen, who had recovered his expressionless face, cared most about this day. The memory of this day was one of the few bright colors in his monotonous youth.