476. Chapter 476 July and a half ghost knocks on the door six
Fusheng hurriedly swallowed the yawn that rose up in his throat, and immediately glared to make himself appear more energetic, then opened the door and walked in.
"Master, you woke up earlier than usual today. Can I give you some tea?"
Yu Dingshan shook his head, paused, and then asked: "Fusheng, are all my affairs handled by you?"
Fusheng bowed his head and said, "Master, my slave has been in charge all these years."
Yu Dingshan nodded and continued to ask: "Have you changed anything recently?"
Fu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and glanced at Yu Dingshan doubtfully.
"Tea, pillows, pens, ink, paper, inkstones, etc...everything I have touched, has there been any change?"
Only then did Fusheng understand. He thought about it carefully, and then he handed over his hand and replied: "Master, the newest thing in the room is the tea pillow you replaced two months ago. It's hot now, and that pillow is made of new tea."
Sewing, the fragrance is refreshing.”
Yu Dingshan shook his head. He had had nightmares for only four or five days recently, but he had been sleeping on this pillow for two months, so it could not be the fault of the pillow.
"Oh, and... Master, the sleeping incense in your room was purchased by Madam from outside half a month ago. It is said to be a newly popular fragrance in Beijing."
Yu Dingshan paused for a moment, then stood up and walked to the incense burner. He reached out and opened the cover of the incense burner, glanced at the burnt ointment inside, frowned and thought about it, and then said to Fusheng: "Will
If the incense fades, you are not allowed to light it in my room anymore."
Although Fu Sheng didn't know why, after all, his master spoke, and he obeyed obediently.
It was already dawn, and Yu Dingshan seemed a little out of sorts because he hadn't slept well for several days in a row. After eating a bowl of porridge, he couldn't eat anything else.
"Master, tomorrow is July 15th. According to the old calendar, it is the time to worship ancestors. Today is a day early. In previous years, we would go to worship the eldest brother and the third brother..." Mrs. Yu said softly while eating.
When Yu Tingxiang, who was chewing snacks, heard this, he immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Hey, it's Ghost Festival again so soon? Dad, tomorrow night, my little sisters and I will go out to play for an hour, okay?"
Yu Dingshan frowned: "You are already old enough and are no longer a child. When you go out at night, you are not afraid of others saying anything about you!"
Yu Tingxiang pouted and threw the things in his hands on the table unhappily: "What's the matter? I won't go anywhere else. Besides, even if others see it, who dares to gossip about me?
I pulled out their tongues!"
Mrs. Yu shook her head helplessly: "Xian'er, don't mess around. If you miss your little sisters, why not post a message today and invite them to come to your house as guests. We all have to go to the ancestral hall to worship our ancestors tomorrow."
Yu Tingxiang's face darkened, he stood up without saying a word, turned around and walked out: "You are not allowed to say anything I say, I will go out next time, see if I can tell you!"
"Xiang'er!" Mrs. Yu stood up in a hurry and was about to chase after her.
Yu Dingshan had a headache due to the noise. He looked unhappy. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the table: "Stop chasing her. Just let her go. After dinner, we will clean up and go to pay homage to the eldest brother and the third brother."
When Mrs. Yu heard this, she stopped and nodded towards Yu Dingshan. After listening to Mrs. Yu's instructions, the servants went down to clean up.
Even if the eldest brother and the third brother really died because of Yu Dingshan, they were still brothers after all. For the sake of appearance, Yu Dingshan would go back to "worship" them every year.
