Chapter 670: Small Talk

It took two days to go through all the formalities for An An's admission, and Han Ye was about to send An An to study in No. 4 Middle School.

Before An An went to school, Han Ye told An An some basic knowledge of school, after all, An An had never been to school before, and she was completely unclear about many rules and knowledge.

It's just that An An is a powerful little cat demon, if it is due to An An's temperament, it will be ugly at the least, and if it is serious, I don't know what kind of mess it will make.

An An listened to Han Ye's admonitions with a serious face, and nodded his head from time to time, indicating that he had listened to these advice in his ears and would strictly implement them.

"Hey, haven't you finished talking, we've been chattering for more than ten minutes, and if we don't leave, we'll be late for school. Liao Qing chewed the gum and urged impatiently, "You uncle, you can't help but be too wordy, it's just a fight with my grandmother, and your mouth is broken." ”

Since today was An An's first day of school, Liao Qing deliberately got up early in the morning and went around to Han Ye's house, planning to go to school with An An.

Since they are good friends, going to school together and going home together is the basic posture to open friendship.

originally thought that when he arrived at An An's house, he would be able to leave immediately after calling An An, but he didn't expect to be wasted by Han Ye's verbosity for more than ten minutes!

Liao Qing is not a patient person, she has always only had others waiting for her, and there is no reason for her to wait for others.

But now she was actually wasted by Han Ye's precious youth, how long is a woman's best age, and this time she was wasted more than ten minutes in vain, which is simply a tyrannical thing...... No, it should be called murder.

If you don't open your mouth and spray it, how can you vent the hatred in your heart?

"Hey, I'm not an uncle, I'm only a few years older than you, you can call me big brother. Han Ye corrected with some dissatisfaction, it was obviously a little fresh meat, but it was called uncle by a girl who was no more than two years younger, which was really unpleasant.

"Who told you to look so old-fashioned? At the age of twenty and the face of thirty years old, it is already very face-saving to call you uncle. Liao Qing rolled her eyes widely, and she was speechless.

Han Ye couldn't help but be speechless, this Liao Qing's mouth is really not ordinary, it is almost like a cobra's letter, are all high school girls so venomous now?

Of course, he didn't bother to care about this little girl, so he told An An a few more words, and let An An go to school with Liao Qing.

As soon as she went out, Liao Qing chattered with An An: "Oh, Han Ye is really wordy, An An, how can you bear it if you live with him? If it was my painting, I'm afraid I'd have gone crazy a long time ago." ”

An An said disagreeably: "The master usually doesn't tell me much, it's just because I don't know the rules of going to school that he will tell me a little more." He cares about me and tells me, and if he doesn't have anything to do with me, he won't tell me these meows. ”

Liao Qing looked at An An with some surprise and said, "What rules do you need to go to school? Isn't it just to abide by discipline and listen carefully?"

"Well, it's some other rules. An An knew that she had slipped her mouth, so she quickly diverted the topic vaguely, Liao Qing was very curious.

In case Liao Qing finds out her secret, she will definitely try to find out the bottom of it, and then it will be troublesome.

Liao Qing has always been careless, and she didn't notice An An's uneasiness, seeing that An An was not interested in this topic, she let it go and talked about something else.

"By the way, An An, your house is really big, it's actually a courtyard! It's much bigger than my house, although my villa is not very small, but it really can't be compared with your house." ”

An An was about to say something, but Liao Qing suddenly changed her words again: "But, it's too old-fashioned, it's just a place where a hundreds of years old grandmother lives, anyway, I don't like it, it's too depressing." ”

An An didn't feel much about this: "I think...... Okay, this is a courtyard house from one or two hundred years ago, and some of it is a matter of course, and your father seems to like this house very much, I heard that he suggested that he must buy it.

"No wonder...... It turned out to be my dad's suggestion, I mean, why is this house so old-fashioned, there is nothing he can fancy that is not old-fashioned. ”

An An said in surprise: "Your father is a top expert in antiquities, isn't it a little bad for you to say that?"

"What's so bad. I'm telling the truth. Liao Qing said in a natural tone, "My dad has been dealing with those ancient cultural relics for too long, and even the aesthetics have become old antiques." There are a lot of treasures in his mouth in the house.

He thought it looked good, but I thought it was ugly, and I wanted to throw it all away. I've never been able to figure out how it could be so valuable, when it's just a pile of broken copper and iron. ”

An An hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "Actually...... I also think those things are very ordinary, and I don't know why people attach so much importance to them. ”

Liao Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and she patted An An's back vigorously and said, "Do you think so too?" An An, we are really good friends, and we even have the same opinion. ”

How did she know that although An An's views were the same as her on the surface, they were very different in substance.

It's just that she can't appreciate the art left over from ancient times, so she doesn't like it and it's worthless.

But An An, as a little cat demon, has been practicing in the cultivation realm for a long time, where hundreds of thousands of years of things can be called subservient, very rare, if it does not contain aura, it can't help cultivation, then it has no value, and no one will feel a pity if you throw it away.