Yinzhen didn't reply. Instead, he looked at his younger brother's handwriting and sighed helplessly again. What kind of person could write such "ugly" handwriting?
Yinyu immediately smiled ingratiatingly, "Fourth Brother, please teach me quickly, preferably by holding my pen and teaching me to write."
Yinzhen had no choice but to take on the role of the older brother and begin explaining to him stroke by stroke.
Yinyu found it difficult to understand. "Fourth Brother, all your words are useless. Even if I understand, I still write it the same way. You should hold my hand and teach me stroke by stroke."
Yinzhen glanced at his younger brother, his eyes seeming to say: Don't think I don't know what you're up to. You just want me to grab your hand and finish your homework, don't you?
Yinyu smiled ingratiatingly, then grabbed Yinzhen's sleeve and swayed it from side to side, saying in a coquettish tone, "Brother, please help your brother. If you don't help your brother, he won't be able to survive."
Yinzhen truly experienced how he used to get along with his thirteenth brother, but it was slightly different; his thirteenth brother wouldn't talk to him in such a coquettish way.
Yinzhen pinched Yinyu's cheek and said, "Alright, this is the last time. I won't teach you like this again." After saying that, he made Yinyu pick up a pen and then took his younger brother's hand and began to teach him stroke by stroke.
Yinyu was thinking: This is the last time, the last time. You've said this so many times. Anyway, there is no last time. What am I afraid of?
With Yinzhen's help, he quickly finished writing his own calligraphy, though it was less than his fourth brother's.
Yinyu breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally finished writing."
There were no lights, and after dark, people usually used candles, which weren't very bright, so they generally went to bed very early.
Yinyu and Yinzhen walked out of the study; it was already getting a little dark.
Yinyu said, "Fourth Brother, let's go to sleep. Tell me about the other classics tonight." When Yinyu slept with Yinreng or Yinzhen, he would ask them to tell him about the Four Books and Five Classics, or the ones he was currently studying, as a way of giving him a preview.
Yinzhen had long been used to sleeping with his younger brother. Except for the beginning when he was not used to sleeping with his second brother, he eventually got used to sleeping with his younger brother.
After Yinzhen and Yinyu went to bed, Yinyu casually picked up a book next to him and said, "I'll tell you about the Records of the Grand Historian again today. Listen carefully." (This is made up, but I personally think that since they were raised with classical Chinese, they should be able to understand it after they learned to read.)
Yinyu lay on his stomach, his hand resting on his belly. "Alright, Fourth Brother, go ahead and talk. I should fall asleep in a little while."
Yinzhen: I knew it would be like this.
Yinzhen had no choice but to say whatever he could, and whatever he listened to was also up to him.
After speaking for about fifteen minutes, I glanced back at Yinyu and, good heavens, he had already fallen asleep.
Helpless, Yinzhen could only put down the book and lie back in bed.
Looking at Yinyu, although she wanted to forget the past, she could still think of it from time to time, as if her brain was out of her control.
Yinzhen thought, 'I have never been with my fourteenth brother like this before. Even when I sometimes slept in the same bed with my thirteenth brother, it was very rare. How could it be like now, where I sleep with him almost every day?'
Looking at his younger brother's profile, Yinzhen realized that after changing the jade tablet in this life, his life would be so much happier.
My darlings, you absolutely must read this!
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