The autumn wind is singing, and the wine is flying in the winter snow.

Time has passed, the weather has turned cold, and people have changed into thick winter clothes.

In the courtyard of Xiao's house in Qiaodong, Liujia Village, the Xiao family got up early this morning, all with happy faces, and a group of people, under the leadership of Yi's mother, replaced all the plain white cotton door curtains inside and outside the house, and replaced them with fresh and elegant colors.

Because today is the day of Xiao Han and Xiao Ming's two sisters and brothers, the day when the Xiao family's brother and sister-in-law passed away for a year, other people's families keep filial piety for a month, but she and Xiao Han have been guarding for a whole year, although in terms of eating, Xiao Ming has no moderation, Xiao Ming first arrived, the three of them are African refugees with yellow faces and thin muscles, and their small bodies fall against the wind.

As for Xiao Yu, the little bun, he doesn't have this treatment, as a son of man, he has to keep filial piety for three years.

On the slope of the hill, Xiao Ming took Xiao Han and Xiao Yu to stand in front of the grave to worship his brother and sister-in-law, the miserable and lonely grave, the grass is long, their brother and sister-in-law are sleeping in this place, a spring, summer and autumn time, the grave has been overgrown with weeds, withered leaves all over the ground, and Xiao Ming and the three of them took care of it themselves.

'Big brother, sister-in-law and Xiao Ming'er, I brought Xiaohan and Yu'er to see you, they are very good now, the family now has silver, they have a good life, and the future will be better, you can rest assured! ’

On this day last year, they were killed on the side of the road in vain, and now, a whole year, but she has not even found the murderer, and she can't avenge their blood hatred.

She has been asking Jiang Sihai to investigate, but the clue is only that on the day they were attacked, there was no follow-up, and the trace was cut off like that, and the only clue was the man with a black mole in the corner of his left eye, but the world is so big and there is a vast sea of people, how difficult it is to find such a person.

"Okay, sister, let's go!" Xiao Han stood up and said to Xiao Ming, now that he has grown up this year, diet and nutrition, and practiced martial arts every morning, he is no longer the thin and sick boy when Xiao Ming first saw him, and now his body is rising like a section in this year, and Xiao Ming, who is 1.7 meters tall, is about to hold his head when he sees that he is 1.6 meters tall.

Early in the morning, the Song family let Xiao Ming and Xiao Han put on newly made clothes, the colors are bright, the two jade people used to be dressed plainly and low-key because of their filial piety, and today they were dressed by Song and Yi's mother, which really proved the words of the Mo Shangren Ruyu and the son.

Xiao Ming is wearing a water-blue patterned brocade today, and the lower body is a water-light folding long skirt, which is embroidered with beautiful and complex patterns like the top, and the two phases reflect each other, one line and one movement between the clouds and water, the flowers are blooming, not too beautiful, this is Yi's mother took half a month to make it personally, Yi's mother produced, naturally not ordinary, fine workmanship, fine needles, leftover quality, every stitch and thread are affectionate, as for what kind of flowers are embroidered on it, please forgive her for being lonely and unheard, she really hasn't seen it!

It's better to be low-key, low-key is king, and pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is the goal.

This is still the result of her insistence, and the godmother still wants her to wear that brighter color, which is festive and auspicious, but it frightens her.

As for Xiao Han's young man, he has changed his appearance a lot today, wearing a moon-white gown, dark bamboo patterns, cuffs, and corners of his clothes are embroidered with exquisite patterns, which is also Yi's mother's craftsmanship, this moon-white gown, even more lined with his face like a crown of jade, plus daily martial arts, there is a handsome and heroic spirit between his eyebrows, his long body is jade, and his posture is ancillary, although he is a twin with Xiao Ming, how similar his appearance is, but compared to Xiao Ming's beauty and calmness, he is more of a handsome and handsome posture.

Before leaving, Xiao Yu, the little bun, shouted loudly, only to see a big black shadow in the grass jump out, run quickly, stop at Xiao Yu's feet, and keep rubbing Xiao Yu's trousers with its big head.

It's Maomao, now Maomao's body is the size of a lion, and her body hasn't grown any longer, otherwise Xiao Ming is about to suspect that she picked up a cow instead of a dog, although Maomao's is not taller, but its brain has never stopped improving, when it is at home, it jumps out from time to time to scare a few new little pot friends, and gives people a big surprise or something, and will guard Xiao Ming every day and ask her to give a bowl of space water.

However, as long as Xiao Yu is at home, it will surround Xiao Yu at any time, which can be called inseparable, which is the deep friendship cultivated by the two of them because of a bamboo leaf.

The three of them and a dog walked back slowly, stopped at the door of the school, a plaque has been hung on the door of the school, the three big characters 'Qingshan Courtyard', Xiao Ming consulted Xiao Han and the opinions of the people, and took local materials, so he named this school Qingshan Academy, who called it under Daqingshan, it was enough to give face if he didn't call it Daqingshan Academy, although Xiao Ming felt that the name of Daqingshan Courtyard was also very good, and there were too many people who couldn't stand it, alas! Unanimous vote against.

Although the name of Qingshan Yuan is about to fall off the scum, this word is amazing, because the person who wrote this word is an amazing person, that is, Mr. Wu Tong, the teacher of Xiao Han and Xiao Yu.

Mr. Wu's words, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the iron painting silver hook can be deeply remembered at a glance, and it is a rare person in the world.

"Auntie, I'm going to play." Xiao Yu said hello and ran away with Maomao, he didn't have to go to class today, he was happy to be at ease, and he went to play with his little friends without mentioning it.

At this time, the Aoyama Institute has not officially opened classes, the college has been completed, and the workers are moving tables, chairs and stools back and forth to prepare for the start of classes.

Xiao Ming, the teacher of Qingshan Academy, has been invited, and the teacher is through Mr. Wu invited two teachers with a good reputation, one of them is Xiucaigong, and the other used to be a high school teacher, but he has never been an official, he has been teaching and teaching, and he has been a beloved Mr. Master, and Mr. Wu has put a lot of thought into the two gentlemen they invited.

Of course, Xiao Ming has spent a lot of effort in order to keep these two rare teachers, in addition to the five taels of bundles per month, the four seasons of clothes, and rituals, but also specially prepared a set of small courtyard houses in the college for each gentleman, so that he can live with his family, all the utensils in the house are Xiao Ming let Yi Feng spend a lot of money to purchase the best objects from Pingcheng, exquisite decoration, it can be said that the household appliances are complete, and the bag is directly checked in, which is guaranteed to make you feel at home.

Of course, Mr. Wu also has one, and he has already moved in.

Similarly, Xiao Ming also prepared a set of such quadrangle courtyards for martial artists who taught martial arts.

"Sister, let's go in and have a look." Xiao Han looked at the busy crowd and couldn't wait to take a look.