"!"

"Let's all step aside, and let this palace be quiet."

"Yes."

"Σ� Jing,  Jing,  Jing." An Mu wanted to whisper, when was that.

The parents held a birthday banquet for the grandmother, and the house was full of red ceremonial cloths, and the originally quiet house was also a lot more lively, and the servants in the house were very busy and wanted to stand by the kitchen stove without anyone taking care of it. Because my grandmother is usually quiet, the house is big, and there are few girls. So much so that at the banquet, there were not enough servants, so I had to ask Master An's maid to help too. That day, it was so lively, but An Muyu didn't feel happy. She doesn't have a partner to play with. She walked sadly, not wanting to go back to her room, and not knowing where to go, so clueless. She didn't know where she was going, and suddenly a child stood in front of her. The small body was wrapped in luxurious and wide clothes, and it was obviously inconvenient to walk. White skin, the same as their own hands. She wondered how he had tied his hair up and put it on his head. Big eyes, little red mouth, she touched herself, too, but the child was amused by her behavior. She laughed too, but she didn't know what he was laughing at, only that it should be funny, otherwise how could he laugh so hard.

Later, they met him, and it turned out that he was a boy, so he tied his hair up and put it on his head.

The two of them walked from dawn to dark, and finally finished reading all the things in the house.

The little boy smiled, "You live here, why are you only reading the things here now?" The little girl looked at him, thought for a while, and said, "Because, Sister Lian won't let me run around." ”

The little boy nodded, and then asked, "What about today?" ”

"Because the house was too busy, she went to help."

"What can she do? Is she older than us? ”

"It's not big, it's not big, it's only two years older than me, a head older than me. She can serve plates. ”

"Then why don't you go and help?"

"I went, but they said I was small and wouldn't let me serve it."

"Oh."

"What's your name? My surname is Ann, and my name is Mu Desire."

"My surname is Wu, and my name is Jing."

"And how old are you?"

"I'm five, six, seven, huh! How old am I? I remember my mother said she was five years old? Four-year-old? Ah! How old is it. ”

"Let's write and see."

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang, my little ancestor. Why did you run around again. A man in a blue robe picked up Jing and turned around to leave, not to be biased by the desire to be on the side. At first glance, he knew that he was not a maid, put down Jing Jing, and said, "What is the little girl's surname?" ”

"An" Wu Jing answered first, he ran to Mu Xiang's side, grabbed her, and said, "But Miss An Mu Xu?" ”

When Mu wanted to hear this, he tilted his head, "How do you know." As soon as he finished speaking, his feet left the ground.

"Two ancestors, you make it easy to find." As he spoke, he strode forward, still not forgetting to say, "You two little guys have to hug each other, don't hurt the two nobles." ”

"Yes"