Chapter 973

Elder Yu smiled, "Xinghui, then can you help me write a piece of calligraphy?"

Su Xinghui nodded, "Fine, then I will show my ugliness!"

Su Xinghui spread out the rice paper on the desk himself, and Lu Xiaoya ground the ink for him. Su Xinghui picked up the brush and pondered for a moment, then wrote a "Yongyule: Memories of the Past at Jingkou Beigu Pavilion" by Xin Qiji, a hero of the Northern Song Dynasty who resisted the Jin.

"The rivers and mountains have lasted for ages, but the hero Sun Zhongmou is nowhere to be found. The dance pavilions and singing stages, the romantic style has always been beaten by the rain and blown by the wind. The slanting sun, grass, and trees, the ordinary alleys, people say Jinu once lived here. Thinking back then, golden spears and iron horses, the spirit swallowed ten thousand miles like a tiger."

"Yuanjia was hasty, sealing the wolf to Juxu, winning a panicked look to the north. Forty-three years, still remembering in the gaze, the beacon fire on the Yangzhou road. How can one bear to look back, under the Fuli Temple, a piece of divine crow and community drums. Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still eat?"

As Su Xinghui finished the last stroke, Elder Yu also finished chanting this eternal masterpiece. This poem also evoked Elder Yu's heroic spirit back then. He laughed loudly, "Thinking back then, golden spears and iron horses, the spirit swallowed ten thousand miles like a tiger! Good, good, good, this calligraphy is written well!"

Su Xinghui wrote the inscription at the back: "To Elder General Yu for correction, junior Su Xinghui respectfully presents, Jiaxu Year, Dingchou Month, Jiachen Day."

Su Xinghui said to Elder Yu, "Grandfather, I didn't bring my name seal with me, so it can only be like this today."

Elder Yu nodded, "Good calligraphy, good calligraphy, this comparison shows it, it is written much better than my calligraphy. I should be the one to give you remuneration."

Su Xinghui smiled, "You are joking. You are my grandfather now. I write a few words for you, and you still give me remuneration?"

Elder Yu laughed loudly. After laughing, he carefully put away the calligraphy written by Su Xinghui and said to Su Xinghui, "I'm going to rest for a while. You and Xiaoya will still have lunch here. By the way, Little Zhi, Little Qiu, your parents will also come back for lunch today."

Hearing Elder Yu's words, Yu Ruizhi and Yu Ruoqiu looked at each other. Their parents are also coming back for lunch today?

Yu Ruizhi and Yu Ruoqiu's father, Yu Yan'an, is the eldest younger brother of Gu Shanmin's wife, Yu Jingyan. He was born during the Yan'an period, hence the name. He is over fifty years old now and is the Vice Minister and Party Secretary of the Ministry of Metallurgy.

Such a high-level cadre is naturally very busy, but he still returns to Elder Yu's home at least once a week to have a meal and visit the old man. This is also the filial piety that children should fulfill.

Their mother, Fan Xinyun, is a Deputy Division Chief of the Ministry of Education. Her work is quite leisurely, and her children are all grown up. She mainly takes care of her husband's daily life.

Yu Yan'an is usually quite serious. Yu Ruizhi and Yu Ruoqiu usually live outside by themselves, just a bit afraid of their father. Today, their parents are coming back for lunch, and they are going to see their serious father again, so they can't help but feel a bit anxious.

Yu Ruoqiu has another layer of worry, which is that every time her parents see her, they will urge her to talk about objects. Her mother will also often help her arrange some blind date objects and let her go on blind dates. The reason why she doesn't like to go home is also to avoid her mother.

However, it is not to blame her parents for worrying about her. She is twenty-three years old this year and hasn't talked about objects yet. As a girl, it is normal for parents to worry a little.

Hearing that their parents were coming back for lunch, the brother and sister had the idea of escaping again. However, Su Xinghui and Lu Xiaoya were here today, and they had no reason to leave, so they could only bite the bullet.

Just past twelve o'clock at noon, Yu Yan'an and Fan Xinyun returned together. Although Yu Yan'an is over fifty, his black hair is combed neatly, making him look much younger than his actual age. He looks very much like Elder Yu, and his expression is very serious, which is no wonder Yu Ruizhi fears him like a tiger.

Fan Xinyun is a graceful and luxurious middle-aged beautiful woman. She must be over fifty, but she only looks like she is in her forties. She wears some light makeup, her eyebrows are like paintings, her figure is graceful, and her long hair is tied into a bun. Seeing Fan Xinyun, Su Xinghui and Lu Xiaoya finally knew why Yu Ruoqiu was so beautiful.

If Fan Xinyun were twenty years younger, Yu Ruoqiu would be exactly the same as her.

Yu Yan'an and his wife first greeted Elder Yu and the old lady, and then looked at Su Xinghui and Lu Xiaoya.

Yu Yan'an was somewhat strange. There are not many guests coming to Elder Yu's place, let alone two such young men and women. These two young people look like friends of his son and daughter. Why would Elder Yu keep them here for lunch?

Su Xinghui said politely to Yu Yan'an and his wife, "Hello Uncle and Aunt, I am Su Xinghui!"

Lu Xiaoya also said, "Hello Uncle and Aunt, I am Lu Xiaoya!"

Su Xinghui didn't think Yu Yan'an would have heard his name, but unexpectedly Yu Yan'an raised his eyebrows and said, "You are Su Xinghui?"

Su Xinghui nodded, "Yes, I am Su Xinghui."

Yu Yan'an looked Su Xinghui up and down and said, "Sure enough, you are heroic and a young talent!"