Fu Yusheng looked at her small body, small arms, and small face, and replied, "You are too small now." ”

Zhan Jiu didn't expect this to be the reason, so he pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm four years old, and I'm still your uncle." ”

Fu Yusheng didn't continue to talk to her about her age, and took a book from the shelf.

Once opened, let her sit down at her desk.

Zhan Jiu smiled, thinking that he was willing to teach her again, so he sat down happily, supporting his cheeks with both hands, which was very cute.

Fu Yusheng put the book in front of her, flipped to the text he had just memorized, and pointed to the first word.

"Do you know?"

Although Zhan Jiu recognized not many words, there were also a lot of them, and he looked at them with confidence.

Outcome...... I don't know.

Her smiling face gradually faded, and she frowned suspiciously, and for a while she didn't remember what to read this word.

All of this was unexpected by Fu Yusheng, and he asked, "Do you recognize it?" ”

Zhan Jiu raised his mouth and had to shake his head.

Fu Yusheng closed the book and put it on the shelf: "I can't read words, how can I learn ancient poems?" ”

Zhan Jiu said angrily: "Hmph, you are perfunctory to me." ”

He asked disapprovingly: "When did I say I was willing to teach?" ”

Zhan Jiu: "......"

She clenched her hands into fists for a while before she said, "If I know a lot of words, I don't need you to teach them. ”

However, Fu Yusheng looked indifferent and was unmoved.

Actually, he didn't think that Zhan Jiu was suitable for learning such esoteric things, at her age, she should have fun and have no pressure to study.

Zhan Jiu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, panicked, grabbed the wild fruits on the table, got up and hummed, "I won't give it to you, hum." ”

She trotted away in a rage.

Fu Yusheng looked at her back, frowned, and pursed his lips slightly, the sweetness of the wild fruit remained between his lips and teeth.

Next time, he'll pick it himself.

Perhaps, the tiger girl at school will like to eat.

……

In the afternoon, Sanskrit Yin will take Zhan Jiu, Shanzhen, Shanyun and Shancheng to Wutong Nunnery to exchange Buddhism and send some dragon springs by the way.

Before leaving, Zhan Jiu went to Gao Yushan's door and knocked on the door, but no one responded.

She thought that the benefactor must be willing to play with the little nun, and she might be asleep at this time.

Pushing open the door, he was about to enter the house to call her, only to find that the room was empty.

Maybe out for a walk.

After exiting, he closed the door and saw Silent String coming over with a broom: "Uncle Shi." ”

"I wanted to ask the female benefactor to go with me."

"She followed Master Xinghai to the Buddha hall and prayed for her parents. ”

Zhan Jiu thought to himself, when will the third uncle come back?

A little lost, he nodded: "That's it, then don't bother her." ”

Silent String nodded and smiled lightly: "If you want to steam bean paste steamed buns at night, I'll leave you a few." ”

"Thank you." Zhan Jiu was very happy.

Silent String will have dimples when she laughs, which feels very healing and warm.

was in a bad mood by Fu Yusheng before, and now it has disappeared.

She waved goodbye: "Then I'll go first." ”

Silent String nodded: "Uncle Shi walks slowly." ”

Zhan Jiu hurriedly ran to the third gate to gather.

Silence picked her up and asked in a low voice, "Tomorrow you will go down the mountain and go home, you don't have to run so much." ”

"It's different, I'm my father's daughter, and I'm also Master's apprentice, I have to be as good as him."

Silence didn't say much, only said: "If you want to walk for a while, you will be sleepy for a while, so you will sleep on my shoulder." ”

"Okay."

At this time, Sanskrit came and was about to set off.

Zhan Jiu was so excited, he finally wanted to see the little nun, he missed it so much.

Carefully pinched the fruit in his hand, which was reserved for the little nun.

Thinking of the ruthless rejection of the little nephew again, I always felt that something was almost something.

She thought about it with her little head, and suddenly there was a way to make up for it, and shouted, "Silence." ”