"It's blown by the wind, dry." Yan Laoer touched his face.
"Then I'll bring you something to wipe your face with when I come back next time." Yan Yu sniffed and said.
The weather has been getting colder recently, so she wrapped herself up very tightly. She took off her mask only after entering the city. After walking to the government office for only a short while, she felt a little bit blown, and the water in her nose was a bit unruly.
"No, I'll go home in two days. It's too early for the cold." Yan Laoer put his hands in his sleeves and walked back with his daughter.
Yan Yu looked at the chimneys protruding from the windows everywhere in the government office and asked, "Dad, does your stove have an iron sheet?"
"It's worthy."
"Shall we go and see our master first?"
"Hey, you'll know when we get there."
When Yan Yu followed Yan Laoer into the backyard of the government office, she suddenly discovered that her father actually had a room in the courtyard!
Breathe in!
"Dad, do you live here? Do you live with the elder?" Yan Yu asked in disbelief.
Yan Laoer said modestly: "It's convenient to take care of your master nearby. You don't know that your master is really bad at taking care of himself. Since your father is studying here, how can he do it?"
"This is not an ordinary treatment for you. You have a private room next to the leader. This must be the standard for a big secret." Yan Yu teased with a smile.
"I can't say it's hard to say." Yan Laoer pretended to be casual and said, "That is, I just run errands, pass on messages, take care of my food and daily life, and occasionally help settle accounts and so on."
Yan Yu asked curiously: "What about your schoolwork? How are you studying? Did your master give you some help?"
Yan Laoer's expression suddenly turned weird: "Daughter, daddy, let me tell you the truth, you can do anything with your master. You arrange for him to eat and drink and he won't be picky. He will eat whatever he wants and the food will be delicious. Let him
Even if I go to bed early, he is obedient. When I get up early, he will run two laps with me when I have time to exercise.
Do you know what people in this government office call me now? Mr. Yan! They call me a kiss, and they flatter me in the same way. As for the iron sheet, I don’t need to do anything about it. Someone with a wink has already matched it.
, Not only do you have face inside and out, your master is also very kind to me and taught me a lot. Can you believe that the announcements posted by the government are all written by my father..."
"That's right..." Yan Laoer said with a grimace: "Your master helped me hide my true level, but secretly he wanted me to write him to death!
Look at my hands, these fingers, are they all dented!" Yan Laoer said sadly and angrily: "These are all for holding the pen!"
Yan Yu was extremely excited!
The master is reliable!
"Let me take a look, let me take a look." Yan Yu looked her father's hand back and forth seriously and asked doubtfully: "Dad, why are there so many nests?"
"Copying books with charcoal! Practicing calligraphy with brush!" Yan Laoer burst into tears when he mentioned it.
"A few days ago, I went to inspect the villages and towns below. I didn't stop doing my homework as a private tutor. The charcoal pen is so convenient for writing. I can sew a thick book and write anytime and anywhere. Your master didn't leave me idle at all. He...
...Now when he has nothing to do, he will sew a notebook for me!" Yan Laoer finally found someone who could express his true feelings.
Yan Yu immediately made a distressed expression and felt aggrieved for him: "Dad, you have worked too hard. My daughter wishes she could take your place in your place!"
Yan Laoer could see her hypocrisy at a glance.
"Don't just talk without practicing. I still have some copying homework to finish today. Please help me write some quickly."
"Hahaha!" Yan Yu couldn't hold it in for a long time.
"Master is mighty, dad, please find the book I wrote for you quickly and let me read it, so that your daughter can be happy!"
Although Yan Laoer was very angry that his daughter didn't care about him, he also wanted to show off.
With a straight face, he took out a few finished notebooks and showed them to her.
He also pretended not to care and spat out a few words to explain the contents.
Yan Yu took a look, what a good guy, he is really young and old.
No wonder her father complained.
It takes a lot of effort to fill up these thick books with charcoal pens and write them densely.
What's even more rare is that her father actually persisted.
Yan Yu stopped laughing and said to her father sincerely: "Dad! You are so awesome. Look at the writing on it. It is much better than your previous writing. Every page is also well-written."
Very neat workmanship.”
She looked through them carefully and picked out a few books, "These are probably the ones written earlier, and you can still see the wrong words. These two books should be the most recent ones, and they are almost invisible."
Yan Yu's admiring eyes were very helpful to Yan Laoer, and his soul was greatly healed.
"Dad, you have copied so much, can you memorize it?" Yan Yu asked.
Yan Laoer was startled.
"...I haven't noticed it yet. When you mentioned it, I thought, yes, I almost vomited when I wrote a few articles like these. When copying, some paragraphs can flow smoothly without even thinking."
"That means you can be silent." Yan Yu said firmly: "Reciting and silent are the same thing. Dad, if you keep copying, you might be able to write backwards in the future."
She put these notebooks together.
"Only those who are seriously ill write backwards!" Yan Laoer put the notebooks back into their original positions and arranged them in an orderly manner.
"When I leave the city, I have to read the announcement at the city gate. By the way, Dad, take this notebook with you when you go home so that Mom can read it too. She will definitely be happy." Yan Yu said with a smile.
Yan Laoer nodded reservedly: "Okay, let's take two books back and let your mother see the master's book binding skills. If possible, we can make some ourselves. Your master likes to do it at night. It's too much for your eyes.
You are getting older. If you don’t take care of your eyes, how can you fix your presbyopia in two years?”
"Also, what are you carrying? It doesn't look like pig's legs or donkey's?" Yan Laoer had wanted to ask for a long time.
"It's from a deer!" Yan Yu raised her voice to let him see clearly, "I heard that people in our village were vying for this big gift, and every family wanted it. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to make it in time when I heard the news, so I rode a donkey over there. It was so hard.
I grabbed a leg, but Grandma Rong said that my mother couldn't eat it, and she didn't come to see you. She wanted to see the master for the first time, so she brought it to the master to eat."
"Hey! This is a supplement! Your master...may not be able to take it." Yan Laoer hesitated.
"Ah?" Yan Yu looked at the leg in his hand.
Yan Laoer explained: "I seem to remember that I can't eat venison due to trauma. Your master recently had a mouth sore. I can eat it when he gets better."
"Then let it go for now. Anyway, we can let it go now," Yan Yu said.
"It's a bit of a waste. This thing is best eaten fresh." Yan Laoer said regretfully: "This is red meat. It looks very tender at first glance. Why don't you grab an extra piece? Dad will roast it for you and it will taste delicious."
"Too few, just one. Although I left early, it's embarrassing, but there is a lot of wolf meat and no one wants to eat it." Yan Yu told her father about the wounded soldiers leading the villagers into the mountains.
"...It's not ordinary. Several people were injured and killed the wolves. They said they would go into the mountains to find wolves in a few days. Dad, I also want to join in the fun."