Sugar Jar [Rebirth]

When Xi Xin came to Shi Lin's study, Shi Lin was sitting at the table reading a book.

It is estimated that he had already given orders to his subordinates, so Xi Xin walked in smoothly without anyone stopping him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shi Lin raised his head and saw Xi Xin holding something in his arms, walking in briskly.

Seeing Shi Lin, he bowed politely to say hello, called "Eldest Young Master", and then walked over.

Shi Lin said: "There are no outsiders here, so there is no need to be so polite."

The boy waiting in the study tried his best to reduce his sense of existence, trying to shrink himself up.

Xi Xin nodded obediently, and saw Shi Lin pointing to the small chair next to him, and said, "Sit here, the poetry collection is already placed there."

It was only then that Xi Xin noticed that there was an extra small chair next to him. He responded softly, and then walked up to him with his things, tidied his clothes first, and then sat down properly.

"The brush and ink are at the side." Shi Lin didn't let go of the book, he turned his head to look at Xi Xin and said.

But Xi Xin smiled softly: "No, I brought something with me." Running to Shi Lin's study to transcribe things is already very troublesome for others, if Shi Lin has to provide other things, then Xi Xin will feel even more sorry .

Shi Lin saw him open the small backpack in his arms, first took out the sugar bowl, then turned out the paper and pen inside and put it on the table, and finally put the sugar bowl back properly.

Shi Lin was a little surprised that such a small schoolbag could hold so many things, but couldn't help but smile a little more when he looked at Xi Xin.

Seeing the small backpack in his arms, Shi Lin recalled that day at the private school, Xi Xin explained softly, "My mother made this for me".

His eyes became warmer, and he smiled and asked Xi Xin: "Did your mother do this?"

Seeing Shi Lin mentioning his mother, Xi Xin smiled happily and nodded happily.

"Go on reading, I won't bother you anymore." Xi Xin said while spreading out the rice paper.

Shi Lin nodded, and continued to look at the dictionary at hand.

Both of them sat at the pear table, concentrating on their own business.

Xi Xin carefully opened the "Nine Age Poetry Collection", then took a pen, and after ink, slowly transcribed poems on rice paper.

He read very attentively, and the words on the paper were neatly written.

Shi Lin's gaze was always on the Ci collection, but after Xi Xin came, he couldn't help but look there.

Seeing that Xi Xin's handwriting is neat and correct, and has gradually formed his own character, he has a little more appreciation in his eyes.

"Have you ever had a copybook before?"

Shi Lin's voice suddenly sounded, Xi Xin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was speaking to herself.

He shook his head ignorantly, then nodded hesitantly.

Shi Lin couldn't help laughing, "What do you mean by shaking your head and nodding?"

"When I was in a private school, my husband taught me a little bit, but when it comes to the real experience, I never did." Xi Xin explained seriously.

"It's already very good to be able to write like this without copying before. Many people can't do what you do." Shi Lin suddenly got up, went to the bookcase in front, and took down a few copybooks.

He put it in front of Xi Xin, and said softly: "It was given to me by the teacher invited by my mother when I was enlightened. Now I don't need it anymore, so I will pass it on to you."

Xi Xin took it with both hands, nodded and said thank you.

He put things away carefully, and then continued to copy the poetry collection.

After transcribing several poems, Xi Xin felt her hands a little sore, so she put down the pen and slowly rubbed her wrists and fingers.

He glanced forward, and saw that there were only two servants waiting beside him in the study room, but Liu Ruohan was not there, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"What are you looking for?" Sensing his confusion, Shi Lin asked.

Xi Xin thought for a while before seriously asking: "Master, where is your book boy? Why isn't he here?"

Because he and Shi Chen get along almost day and night, so he thinks that other people are also like this.

Shi Lin's hand holding the collection of words paused, then raised his head, and said nonchalantly, "He just went out, and he will probably be back soon. Didn't you see him when you came?"

While Shi Lin was speaking, he glanced in the direction of the young man, and the young man who noticed the eldest son's eyes immediately understood, and quickly retreated quietly.

Xi Xin didn't notice the movement next to him, but when he heard Shi Lin's question, he shook his head and said softly, "No, I didn't see Liu Ruohan on the way here."

"I guess you happened to miss it." Shi Lin smiled, saw the rice paper on the table waiting for the handwriting to dry, and looked at Xi Xin who was slightly tired, "If you are tired, take a rest." Come on, at this time tomorrow, you can also come over."

But Liu Ruohan, who was suddenly summoned by the servant next to Shi Lin, felt a little baffled.

Since he came to the mansion, the number of times Liu Ruohan has been able to enter Shi Lin's study can be counted on one's fingers. The relationship between him and the eldest son is not close, and apart from going to ethnology, there are very few opportunities for the two to meet.

Most of the time, Liu Ruohan was reading in her own room, or helping others with errands, while Shi Lin was in her courtyard.If Manager Zhang hadn't occasionally asked him to deliver something to the young master for his wife, Liu Ruohan would never have approached Shi Lin's room at all.

Today, for no reason, she suddenly asked herself to go over, Liu Ruohan's heart skipped a beat at that time, thinking that he might have done something wrong, and he will be taught a lesson, right?

He thought for a long time, but he didn't remember what he did wrong.

With such a disturbed and restless mind, Liu Ruohan entered Shi Lin's study.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Xi Xin and Shi Lin sitting in front of the desk in the study.

Xi Xin was sitting very upright, with her back straight, and she was writing something seriously.

Before he could speak, Shi Lin spoke first: "Have you brought back the things I asked you to fetch?"

Liu Ruohan didn't understand this inexplicable words, subconsciously raised her head and glanced at Shi Lin, but saw him looking back lightly, there seemed to be a warning in his eyes.

Liu Ruohan was a little frightened by this look, and replied very obediently: "Take it, I took it back."

Shi Lin looked away.

At this time, Xi Xin had already retracted the brush and put it aside.

He picked up a few pieces of rice paper that he had written on, blew on them a few times, touched the edge of the ink, and put the paper away after he didn't feel any dampness.

"Master, I'm leaving first." Xi Xin offered to leave.

Shi Lin nodded lightly, "Go."

His eyes seemed to be on the collection of words, but he actually noticed that Xi Xin who asked him to leave did not really leave, but walked up to Liu Ruohan and said hello to him. The two looked very familiar.

Xi Xin also opened her small backpack, opened the sugar jar, and gave Liu Ruohan a piece of sugar.

The two said a few words before Xi Xin left.

Clutching the candy in his hand, Liu Ruohan gradually calmed down his uneasiness. He breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up straight and waited for the young master's order.

But not long after, Liu Ruohan heard Shi Lin's extremely cold voice.

"Go back."

Liu Ruohan knew that he was talking about herself without naming names.

He suddenly felt a little speechless, called someone over for no reason, and asked him to go back inexplicably.

Despite the constant slander in her heart, Liu Ruohan still didn't show it on her face, and replied respectfully: "Yes."

Then he retreated.

When Xi Xin came back, Shi Chen had already fallen asleep lying on the table.

There are written things and books that have been read in front of me.

Xi Xin looked at them one by one, and then slowly tidied things up.

His movements were very light, but Shi Chen's sleep was also light, so when he approached, Shi Chen, who was familiar with Xi Xin's breath, woke up.

Seeing that he was about to pack his things, he hurriedly said, "I'll do it."

Although he has been practicing calligraphy for some time, Shi Chen's handwriting is not very beautiful because of the slack in the two lifetimes. He put the things aside, and then heard Xi Xin ask him inexplicably: "It's so late. , why aren't you asleep yet?"

Shi Chen suddenly coughed uncomfortably, the temperature at night was much lower than usual, he stayed in the study for too long, it was inevitable that he would be affected by the cold wind.

The disadvantages of catching cold from the wind have already been revealed at this time, he explained: "I just fell asleep after writing, and I didn't pay attention to the time."

In fact, he was specifically waiting for Xi Xin to come back.

Seeing that Shi Chen kept looking at him, and seemed to have something to say, Xi Xin immediately misunderstood what he meant, and said hesitantly: "You've caught a cold, you can't eat sweets, it's not good for your health."

As he spoke, he clutched the small backpack in his arms, and looked at Shi Chen with vigilant eyes, for fear that the sugar bowl would be taken away by him.

"Am I like someone who is greedy for sugar?" Shi Chen smiled helplessly.

Xi Xin nodded seriously and said softly, "Like."

Shi Chen: "..."

Afterwards, Shi Chen sighed helplessly, and assured him, "Okay, don't worry, I will never eat candy indiscriminately."

"Then, pull Gogou," Xi Xin stretched out her little finger, looked at Shi Chen, and said seriously, "If you pull Gogou, you can't go back on what you said."

Shi Chen was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly became very gentle, he smiled and said: "Okay, I don't regret it."

He also stretched out his little finger, and lightly hooked Xi Xin's. Their thumbs slowly moved closer together, touching each other, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

"It's getting late, you should go back to your room and rest." Although he was reluctant, Shi Chen still let go.

Xi Xin nodded: "Okay, I'll go back."

Unexpectedly, he hadn't walked a few steps, Shi Chen suddenly called him, "Xi Xin."

"What?" Xi Xin turned around.

"The Lantern Festival will be held in a few days, and the streets will be very lively. I'll take you out for a walk then?"

"Okay!" he replied happily.

After Xi Xin left, Shi Chen brought over the yellow calendar on the table, looked at the dates circled and circled on it, and finally landed on one of the festival points, muttering to himself: "In the past few days, It’s enough to be prepared.”