Zhan Jiu kowtowed obediently and folded his hands: "Grandpa Buddha, this is a disciple who honors you, it's not that I'm stingy, I can only eat six, otherwise my teeth will be sore." ”

Zhan Jiu kowtowed again and said, "Grandpa Buddha, you have eaten my sugar, can you do me a small favor?" ”

She rubbed her little hands: "Please let Grandpa Maitreya not be angry with me, you are so kind, I will agree to you, and then ~"

She paused before she said again: "I hope the female donor will find the pillow as soon as possible, I don't want to be wronged." ”

With that, he got up from the ground and left the temple.

She wants to distribute the southern sour dates to everyone.

In the end, I walked outside Fu Yusheng's meditation room, thinking that he had ruthlessly refused to be her teacher before, I was unhappy, and I didn't want to give it to him, but the master said that we must learn to share.

trotted up and knocked on the door.

Then he opened the door.

Zhan Jiu saw him holding a book in his hand, and thought of Nian Ci and his own name, she was already four and a half years old and couldn't write yet.

Fu Yusheng's faint voice did not have too much emotion: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Little nephew, I'll bring you fruit."

As he spoke, Zhan Jiu handed him the southern sour jujube: "This has to be peeled before you can eat it." ”

Fu Yusheng looked at her well-behaved appearance, frowned slightly, pursed his thin lips, and said, "You can call me Shanyi directly." ”

Little nephew, this title, he really accepts incompetence.

Zhan Jiu grinned, "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he turned and left.

Fu Yusheng was a little surprised when she looked at her running and running, she didn't toss him today, but made him a little uncomfortable.

Zhan Jiu lowered her head and counted the remaining sour dates, even if her teeth were sour, she still kept five, and she wanted to wait for her teeth to get better before eating.

While humming a little song and dancing, I finally arrived at my own small courtyard.

When she was about to run out of the yard, she subconsciously shouted, "Zhan Jiu." ”

Zhan Jiu stopped, looked back at him, pouted, trotted back, raised his head, and looked at him seriously: "You are a junior, you can't call me the Dharma name, disrespect." ”

Having said that, Fu Yusheng was still not very natural, and he crossed over to the topic: "Do you want to learn to write?" ”

When Zhan Jiu heard this, his eyes widened, and he looked at him in disbelief: "Is Shanyi willing to teach me?" ”

Fu Yusheng saw the surprise in her eyes, she may have forgotten about feeding him mud sticks.

didn't hear him answer, Zhan Jiu urged: "Silence? ”

Fu Yusheng retracted his thoughts: "If you want to learn ancient poetry, first of all, you must learn to write. ”

Zhan Jiu was very happy, she dared to learn one and get one free, she nodded like pounding garlic.

Then he sat down at his desk, his hands on his cheeks, blinked his round peach blossom eyes, and asked, "Can you start now?" ”

Fu Yusheng: "Hmm. ”

He took a notebook and a pen and sat down next to her.

Suddenly, he smelled a faint fragrance on her body, looked at her long curled eyelashes and red lips, and for a moment, he almost saw her as a little girl.

Suddenly, Zhan Jiu raised his eyes, met his slightly scrutinizing gaze, and asked simply and blankly, "Shanyi, why do you keep staring at me?" Do I have dirty things on my face? ”

After speaking, he wiped his cheeks seriously.

Fu Yusheng: "......"

He coughed lightly, his eyes lowered and his expression was indifferent, and he asked her, "Do you have any words you want to learn?" ”