The pen was given to her by her grandfather.

When she was very young. She couldn't remember clearly, she didn't know if it was four or five years old or six or seven. I just remember that it was a very gloomy evening, and before a rainstorm was about to come, my grandfather returned home with the land.

He often went into the mountains to collect medicine, but he was never so embarrassed, and Deng Qingjiang also returned to Siyang Village that day, it seemed that he had a big quarrel with his grandfather because of marriage, so Jiang Xiao remembered the situation that day more clearly.

When my grandfather returned, he quietly took out a pen from the herb bag and gave it to her.

"Our little girl is a person who wants to study and go to the city to enjoy happiness in the future, and this pen is the most suitable for you. At that time, my grandfather touched her head and said this to her.

That night she played with the pen and fell asleep in a daze, only to wake up the next day to find it missing. Because she was still young, it wasn't a fun thing to eat, so she left it behind at once, and when her grandfather asked, she just casually said that she had lost it.

It wasn't until she began to learn to draw, that one day, the pen suddenly appeared in her hand again, and the paintings she drew with it were magical, that she knew that her grandfather had given her a treasure.

At the beginning, when Deng Qingjiang asked her to draw, she was very careful, she didn't draw much with that pen, and kept this secret all the time. But later, Deng Qingjiang tricked her into coaxing her aunt because she was not in good health, so that she gradually relaxed her vigilance, leaked more and more, and finally let him know the truth about the strange treasure in her hand.

After using her to the point where she could no longer be used, he frantically sold her to a secret civilian research base and let them use her for experiments.

The men came to arrest her, and she fled to the top floor, where they overtook her and pushed her off the roof in a struggle.

Now that she's reborn, has the pen come back with her?

If she really still had that pen, would she be able to use it now, or would she have to wait until she was seventeen to start drawing?

But she can draw now.

In her previous life, her paintings were internationally renowned-

Although, the reputation has been topped by Ye Wanqing's woman.

If she had that pen, she would have been more powerful! If she had that pen, maybe my grandmother wouldn't have to die!

As soon as she thought of this, Jiang Xiao couldn't hold it back, she struggled to sit up again, her right hand was raised flat, her palm was spread, and the shape of the pen flashed in her mind.

Over the years, she has become familiar with the matter of writing.

In fact, it was just a thought.

On her slender palm, a black pen suddenly appeared.

It is the size of a pencil, but it is dark all around, and there seems to be flowing starlight in the black, faintly flickering. The nib is slightly curved and can be hard or soft depending on her thoughts.

Holding this pen, Jiang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Thankfully, it's still there!

In her previous life, she was coaxed by Deng Qingjiang, and in the later period, she used this pen to draw all the content he set for her, so that she could sell it at a high price. In fact, she didn't fully understand the usefulness of the money.

Fortunately, with a chance to start over, in this life, she will not use this pen to give those scum any benefits! She will make good use of this pen, and she will not casually reveal this secret again.

"Don't stop me, I'll go see Xiaoxiao, if she really gets dirty, I'll invite the fairy aunt to go tomorrow!

He Laidi's voice was close.

It seems that her grandparents really can't stop her.

Jiang Xiao suddenly remembered an idea, and was about to draw something quickly with a pen, but she didn't want to hold the pen, but her hand trembled, and the pen swished and disappeared in her palm.