There are two gardens in Fan's house, the big garden is silky, and the small garden is flying.

Fly the garden is full of plum trees. The north wind was howling outside the park, but there was no rush in the garden. The bone-bearing plum trees are covered with melted snow. Under the tree, Fan Pu has a loose bun on the top of his head, a cloud-headed silver hairpin is inserted horizontally in his hair, and the wide robe and big sleeves dance lightly with the movements of his arms, as if a fairy is coming to the world.

This is Fan Pu! Sure enough, it's better to see than to hear.

Pei Jinyao held her breath.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Fan Pu followed the prestige, and saw the Pei family brothers approaching him with Pei Jinyao on the left and right, so he stopped his pen and asked with a smile: "You are here." His demeanor was pleasant, and his tone was gentle, as if he was greeting an old friend who had been reunited after a long absence.

Pei Jinyao's heart was not very peaceful.

Fan Pu is in the red dust, but he is not an ordinary man. Didn't he see through his own origins? Slowly, Pei Jinyao stood still in front of Fan Pu and saluted.

"Mr. Fan is well."

Pei Yu said: "The third sister was ordered by her mother to send Laba porridge to my husband for the festival. ”

Fan Pu was alone, he didn't care about or pay attention to the New Year's Festival, he just muttered casually "Laba" and threw the wolf into the pen wash, pinched the pen with two fingers and shook it twice, "Yifeng eight years ......" turned his head and said meaningfully to Pei Jinyao: "It will be very lively." ”

A smile that Pei Jinyao had just squeezed out froze on her face, and stammered: "First, Mr. is right." ”

In a few words, it is clear that there is a meaning. Pei Jinyao replied to Fan Pu's words. This made the two brothers Pei and Pei Yao quite puzzled.

Fan Pu stared at Pei Jinyao for a moment, shook his head, picked up his pen and continued to paint.

There was compassion and a little love in his eyes, a little regret, how similar was the look of the brothers and sisters on the day when the lottery decided to change the national fortune of Great Xia?

"The seventh sister can't even exorcise demons, isn't she sent to death when she goes back?" The second sister raised her voice and asked.

"She's only thirteen years old, and she's still a child." The sixth brother took a step forward, "I'll do it for her!" The young man raised his hand and stroked her forehead, and comforted her softly, "Seventh sister, don't be afraid, the sixth brother will carry everything for you." ”

The second sister said awe-inspiringly: "I'll go!" I'm an older sister, older than you, and more experienced than you! ”

"Don't fight! I'll go! As the eldest son, it's my responsibility! The eldest brother looked gentle, "Seventh sister, you just do what you like, and don't pay attention to the others." ”

"Nonsense!" Grandfather kept a calm face and shouted: "Are you all joking around?" Stretching out his hand to her, "The lot she draws, just go to her!" ”

"Grandfather, the seventh sister is not a warlock. Alchemy and ghost hunting, stargazing calculus is not as good as that, let her change the fortune of the country, does she know how to change it? The fourth sister, who had been silent, had red eyes and choked up, "Please don't let the seventh sister go!" ”

"Presumptuous!" Grandfather was not angry, and his voice was shaking, and his hands were shaking. Mo Ran spit out a sentence for a long time, "You don't understand. ”

Everyone looked at each other. They really don't understand. But why didn't my grandfather explain?

Grandfather lowered his eyes and sighed, "Let's all go down." I have something to say to Xiao Qi alone. ”

Waving away everyone, the alchemy room returned to tranquility, and he stared at the bamboo stick in Xiao Qi's hand for a long time.

It was the most ordinary bamboo stick, but it was not so ordinary because it decided who would change the national fortune of Great Xia. She was a little long when she held it, and the thin sweat of her fingertips left a shallow mark on the bamboo stick.

"Grandfather, I'...... I'll go....... The girl's voice was like a gnat, echoing in the empty alchemy room, and only by listening carefully could you discern the helplessness and panic in it.

She's scared, too.

As a self-styled warlock, her housekeeping skills are light skills. Because the eldest brother said that if you give someone the wrong luck, you can save your life by running fast with your hands. So she tried her best to practice light skills.

After practicing, I found that the eldest brother's worries were simply superfluous. She doesn't know how to tell fortunes, let alone miscalculate.

But she, that is, a self-styled warlock who can only do light work, drew the bamboo stick that changed the fortunes of the Great Xia country.

It's like a dream.

"That's your life." Grandfather repeated firmly, "This is your fate!" ”

It's a fate, and you can't hide if you want to.

Pei Jinyao spat helplessly. I knew that I wouldn't practice light skills, this body doesn't have a child's skill foundation, and I can't practice the previous cornices and walls after practicing for ten or eight years, and I can barely turn over the wall.

But going over the wall and changing the national fortune can't be beaten by 800 poles.

Pei Jinyao lowered her eyes and spat out again.

"Or ...... Go back, right? Cui Qiao said worriedly: "The slave maid looked at the girl's face a little blue. ”

Pei Jinyao squeezed out a smile, "It's dark in the car, doesn't it look ugly." ”

Cui Qiao muttered suspiciously, poured a cup of honey water for Pei Jinyao and put it in her hand.

The car came out of Xiang'an Hutong and went all the way to Zhuque Street outside the small south gate. Turning into the Suzaku Street, one is the Golden Pavilion.

Today, there are a lot more pedestrians on Laba Street than usual. Some outsiders can't go home in time for the New Year, and they go out to go shopping together, and when they are tired, they find a nearby restaurant to have a drink.

The Golden Pavilion is the largest silver building in the capital, the price is high and the quality is high, and most of the rich dignitaries come here to help. The gold and silver bills needed at home were properly prepared as early as before the wax moon. Compared to other shops, the front of the Golden Pavilion looks a little deserted.

Lao Sun stopped the car, and Cui Qiao gave him some loose money and told him to find a teahouse to drink some hot tea to warm up.

The shopkeeper of the Golden Pavilion greeted him with a smile on his face, "Miss Pei San, I haven't seen you for a few days." ”

This shopkeeper Xiao is thirty-four or five years old, with black hair pulled at the back of his head, a round face and curved eyebrows, a smile and two dimples, and a sweet and crisp voice. She is so diligent because Webster has to add jewelry almost every month from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, and she can be regarded as a big customer of the Golden Pavilion.

"Is the private room empty?" Cui Qiao asked her.

"Just left a group of distinguished guests, cleaned and changed the incense, and the third girl Pei came. It's better to be in time than to be in time. Shopkeeper Xiao smiled and took Pei Jinyao to the private room. Just sat down, honey water, fresh fruits, hot cakes and hot towels were placed for a long time.

Cui Qiao waited for Pei Jinyao to wipe her hands, and said, "The girl wants to choose two pairs of earrings." ”

"Let's take a look at the head, is there a more delicate smoked ball?" The head face is for Wei and Mrs. Pei, and the smoked ball is for Pei Yu Pei.

"Is the pendant sometimes new?" This is for Pei Tingwu.

"Yes, there is. A new product that arrived just yesterday. At the end of the year, I ushered in a lot of entertainment, so I didn't dare to go to your house to deliver the letter rashly, for fear that the second wife would think that I didn't know anything, and that the second wife would complain that I had good things and didn't want her. I was in trouble, and the three girls came. There is no such coincidence. ”

After that, the shopkeeper Xiao went out and gave one or two. Oh, the little girl with the tray in her hand rushed in.