Master Song hurriedly wanted to visit, but he didn't get what he wanted. The housekeeper came back with the name post, saying that the dean was closed and missing, and asked someone to bring the message out, only saying that this was a fairy fate.

I didn't believe the dean's excuse, what kind of fairy fate is not immortal, Master Song took a sip: "Phew, an old fox, just see that my good girl has inherited Lao Tzu's excellent genes, and I am reluctant to let go of a good seedling." ”

But he had no choice but to let people send things to the good girl first, and secretly decided in his heart that he would leave people at home when he was on vacation next time.

The housekeeper brought something in, and Song Ling pulled his sleeve with tears in his eyes: "Can't I go home?"

"The eldest lady is not impatient, this is a fairy fate, and others can't ask for it!"

"That's for someone else!"

"No, my young lady!" The housekeeper saw her pulling her sleeves and didn't let go, and revealed in a low voice: "The master has already found the dean, and it won't work, so let you play in it for a while first, and wait for him to figure out a way." ”

Song Lingyi let go of his hand: "Really?"

"Naturally, it's true, eldest lady, you have to take good care of yourself, you can't drink the tea that the master is worried about at home!"

Thinking that he had grown so old and never left his father, his father must be more anxious, Song Ling put away his tears and nodded: "Okay, let Ershuang take care of my father for me." ”

The butler agreed again and again, and withdrew with the people

The things sent by the Song family filled one of her dormitories, and the gadgets she played with on weekdays were also brought to her, Song Ling was not worried, and there was no way to worry, but she didn't have to worry about not seeing the beautiful little brother.

She was tired of crying, but it was easy to fall asleep, and she didn't care that she didn't sleep with her sister for the first time, so it was dawn all night.

Early the next morning, Luo Xiaomei knocked on the door and asked her to go to class together.

The curriculum in the backyard is to learn poetry, books and etiquette in the morning, and to learn the basics of cultivation in the afternoon. Poetry and etiquette is a unified teaching project in the backyard, as long as the course has not been recognized, you have to come to class, so there are some brothers and sisters in the class who can't pass the exam.

The six of them were instructed by Senior Sister Zhuang Ya to attend classes yesterday, and they arrived at the school early today. Old Master Chen, who was teaching, was old, his beard and hair were gray, but his eyes were extremely bright.

Although it was a unified teaching, there were still not many people in the class, a total of about a dozen, so Chen Fuzi asked them to choose their own seats to sit down.

Song Ling sat on the edge of Xie Qiong one by one, and sighed in her heart, the beautiful little brother even looks good on the side! What Old Master Chen said again, she didn't have the heart to listen, anyway, it seemed that what the gentleman invited by the family had said was similar.

Xie Qiong let her stare at him, and he didn't move, just listened carefully. When she had seen enough of Xie Qiong, she began to look at the others in the school again.

Jiang Haozheng in the front row was so sleepy that his head fell down little by little, Bai Xiaosong in front of him was still sitting with his back straight, Luo Xiaomei was sitting by the window on the other side, and there was a senior brother sitting behind her, who fell asleep and never woke up.

Finally waited for Master Chen to leave his homework and get out of class, Song Lingyi immediately stood up, but heard someone behind her stop her.

He Qingtang, who was dressed in white, with a flaming soft whip hanging from his waist, had a beautiful face and a bit of heroic eyebrows, generously introduced himself and asked her name.

"Hello senior sister, my name is Song Lingyi. Song Ling pursed her lips and smiled, her eyelashes curved, and two small dimples were revealed: "Senior sister, is there something wrong?"

He Qingtang was actually fine, but he just felt that she looked pleasurable, so he said hello and said with a smile: "It's okay, get to know my junior sister and have time to play together." ”

Song Lingyi thanked him sincerely, and hurriedly chased Xie Qiong, who had already gone out.

After Xie Qiong went out, he slowed down inexplicably, waiting for the people behind him to chase after him, and then went all the way back to the dormitory.