[Comprehensive] Parents are not easy to do

After Duan Yu finished writing the ancient poem, he was already so tired that he lay on the table and kept rubbing his hands.

How many years has it been since I wrote so neatly? It's really exhausting. Duan Yu looked at the ancient poem in front of him, and handed it to Duan Yanqing with satisfaction, so there should be nothing to say.

Duan Yanqing glanced at it, nodded, and said: "We still need to work hard, look at this word is the same as that written by a woman, didn't I tell you to write in a big way, write more vigorously, although the more you write, the better it looks. , but what use is this kind of good-looking to you! Just wait, I'll look for it for you."

Duan Yanqing turned around and began to search for something in his bookcase. Duan Yu looked at his back and frowned. Really, I couldn't hate him anymore. It was obviously not like this in my previous life. so much!

While Duan Yu was rambling on in his heart, Duan Yanqing took out a yellow cloth bag. It could be seen that the thing was old. Duan Yanqing opened the cloth bag, took out a copybook in regular script, and handed it to Duan Yu. reputation.

"You are still young, copy from regular script first, this copybook should be useful to you, you have to write carefully, I will check."

Duan Yu took the cloth bag and saw at a glance that it was built in the palace. Could it be that this copybook was used by him back then, leaving such a precious thing to himself, what on earth did he want to do?

"Okay, okay, don't be dazed, this child, go back quickly, no matter whether you are in good health or not, you have to rest well before you can grow up."

Back at the palace, Duan Yu lay on the bed and drove away all the servants, holding the copybook by himself, flipping it over and over again.Suddenly he jumped down and dragged out a big box from the closet. Duan Yu was too weak, he had to lift it for a long time before he lifted a gap. .

'Peng! '

The box was opened, but the servants were also yelled at.

"Young master, are you alright?"

"My lord, let me do these things."

"My lord, are you not injured?" There were servants' voices chattering in his ears, Duan Yu took a deep breath helplessly and shouted loudly: "Get out!"

The servants froze for a moment, and ran out as fast as they could.

Duan Yu just squatted down and looked at the things stored in the box. That's right, this huge box contains the calligraphy of Prince Yanqing in the palace, as well as his frequently used guqin, jade flute, his favorite inkstone, writing brush, Duan Yu searched inside for a long time, and finally found a calligraphy and painting written by Prince Yanqing when he was seven years old. Even if he is copying it now, he may not have the strength of character like him.

Duan Yu silently put away his calligraphy and paintings, called a servant to repair the box, put it back in the closet, took out the copybook given by Duan Yanqing, and carefully copied it on the desk.

"Yu'er." Dao Baifeng entered the room, seeing her son obediently writing on the desk, she felt very comforted.

"Mother, why are you here? Come quickly, and read what I wrote." Duan Yu walked over with a smile and pulled his mother's sleeve. He remembered that the past few years should be the time when his father was looking for flowers and asking Liu outside, maybe he had already He has lost several younger sisters, and his mother is so pitiful that she stays alone in the empty boudoir. He must take this opportunity to keep her in the mansion, so as not to let her be sad alone.

"Okay, let mother read Yu'er's handwriting." Dao Baifeng picked up the handwriting on the table and was stunned for a moment. The handwriting was not at all like Yu'er's usual handwriting. There was a copybook, which looked like it had been around for a long time, thinking that the emperor had found it for Yu'er, she smiled and said to Duan Yu: "Yu'er's handwriting looks stronger and more powerful, and I'm afraid it will be better than your uncle Huang if you practice it again." It's even better written."

Yu'er looked at the copybook, shook his head and said: "It's not good enough, I can't write with the strength of the copybook, I still need to practice, mother, don't go to Yuxu Temple this time, stay at home with Yu'er , okay?" Duan Yu didn't want to leave his mother alone in the Taoist temple, he finally got to see his mother, so he naturally hoped to spend more time with her.

"Okay, Yu'er hopes that mother is by my side, and mother is by my side." Dao Baifeng hugged Duan Yu in his arms, stroked his head and said, "Yu'er, do you wonder if mother is not by your side?" ?”

"No wonder, Yu'er knows that mother is angry with father, Yu'er knows that mother loves Yu'er very much, and Yu'er also loves mother." Duan Yu hugged his mother tightly, and his mother's embrace was always so warm.

"Good boy, mother loves you too." Dao Baifeng hugged her son tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Because of Duan Yu's persuasion, Dao Baifeng stayed in the palace, but it was a pity that Dao Baifeng only stayed for ten days, and was annoyed by Duan Zhengchun's gossip and returned to Yuxu Temple. So far, he refused to return to the palace up.

Duan Yu watched his mother run away in anger, sighed helplessly, and turned around to go to Tianlong Temple. After a period of contact, Duan Yu was able to face this Duan Yanqing who was not like a villain. Memory, he also knows why Duan Yu likes to be by his side so much. Although he is physically handicapped, he has a warm heart that makes Duan Yu feel the warmth from him. In Duan Yu's heart, Duan Yanqing is a person like Like a father, he will coax him when he is sad, scold him when he does something wrong, and stop him when he is mischievous. The two of them have done a lot of things that a master would do together. Duan Yu thought he would try to accept him, after all he was also his biological father.

Ever since Duan Yu fell ill once, his temperament has changed. Duan Yanqing is not unaware of this, but when he looked at the little child, there was a strong emotion in his eyes. Complaint, the fool also knew something was wrong, he knew that he would never see that Yu'er who would act coquettishly with him again.

"Uncle, Yu'er has come to see you." Duan Yu walked into the room and saw Duan Yanqing sitting in front of a chessboard, and walked up to it silently.

"Yu'er, come play a game with me."

Duan Yu obediently sat across from each other, and put the pieces on the chessboard into their respective chess boxes one by one. Duan Yu held the white pieces, and Duan Yanqing held the black pieces.

"Zhibai goes first." Duan Yu fell down after finishing speaking.

Duan Yanqing followed closely and made another move, and within a short while, the two pieces crossed and landed on the criss-cross chessboard. Unexpectedly, at this time Duan Yu had already forgotten to cover up, he forgot how could he have such a good chess ability according to his current age.

Just when Duan Yu was thinking about the next move, Duan Yanqing's words made the chess piece in his hand fall to the ground.

"Where is Yu'er?"

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