CHAPTER XIV

Wu Ya had just paid the money, and before her hand touched the turntable, she saw that the bamboo needle had begun to run and run.

"Uh......" Wu Ya turned her head and saw Yin Jue squatting beside her. This one...... Young master, ......"

"This guest is really lucky, he was able to turn to the dragon." The stall owner's uncle's voice made Wu Ya's eyes return to the turntable at once, only to see that on the circular turntable, the small bamboo needle was pointing at the dragon with teeth and claws. Wu Ya's eyes were fixed on the dragon, as if she wanted to stare it at the fire.

She has never switched to dragons and phoenixes since she was a child, why can this guy switch to dragons for the first time he plays! It's not fair, does the rich second generation have an advantage! Wu Ya kept roaring in her heart, the more unwilling she was, the more fierce her eyes were when she looked at that dragon. In fact, Wu Ya is not so unexpectedly shaped, any shape is okay for Wu Ya, what she cares about is physique, the sugar painting of the dragon and the phoenix is twice the size of the ordinary animal sugar painting, and she holds it with double spirit.

"The dragon is all right." It didn't take long for the stall owner's voice to sound, and it sounded a little shouting. Suddenly, a group of children from nowhere surrounded them, staring at the fine golden dragon on the marble slab.

Yin Jue saw that Wu Ya's gaze chased the golden dragon to his hand, so he raised the dragon a little higher and said, "It's not yours again." ”

"I don't want it, and I don't like sugar." Wu Ya muttered quietly as she drifted her gaze elsewhere.

"I don't like to eat it either, so I'll lose it." Yin Jue was about to lose the "dragon".

"Hey, young master, you're too wasteful." Wu Ya grabbed Yin Jue's sleeve, "Young Master, wasting will damage Yin Virtue, you should give this thing to the little one." ”

"It's not that you don't like sugar?" Yin Jue raised his eyebrows.

"This ...... Eating sugar is small, and it hurts the young master's yin and morality, for the sake of the young master, the small ones can be eaten. Wu Ya tugged at Yin Jue's sleeve, for fear that he would really lose something if he was unhappy.

Yin Jue suddenly felt a little bored, so he handed over the "dragon" to Wu Ya's hands, and walked forward by himself, "I'm rewarding you." ”

"Young Master Xie." Wu Ya took the "Golden Dragon" and saw that Yin Jue had already walked away, so she was relieved, she was really not very good at dealing with Yin Jue. When he turned around, he saw children standing behind him. "Who wants the Golden Dragon?"

"Me!" "Me, me!" "I want it!" "Sister give it to me, give it to me!" “……”

Looking at the raised little hands, Wu Ya hesitated a little and gave the dragon to a quieter child, "I want to share it with everyone." ”

The child was stunned for a moment before nodding hurriedly.

"Uncle, I want five more." Wu Ya said as she took out money to the stall owner.

"Girl, you're such a good person."

"Nope." Wu Ya smiled and began to spin the turntable, to be honest, compared to the sugar painting, the turntable is more attractive to her, but after five times, Wu Ya didn't turn a big thing, turned to the group of children, "Sister doesn't have the luck of the brother before, but it's all sugar, don't care too much about the shape." It is said that the gentleman is not subject to the food that comes from the mouth, and now my sister will teach you a poem, whoever can memorize it, who can have sugar, you have to memorize it, otherwise my sister will take back the dragon. ”

The children were quite reluctant to memorize the poem when they heard it, but they still agreed to think that there was candy to eat.

Wu Ya thought for a while, and suddenly thought of a poem about diligence that she had seen, "My sister taught you this poem to tell you to study hard like your ancestors and become useful people when you grow up, I will tell you the stories in the book while teaching you to memorize it, okay?" ”

"Good!"

"Sun Jing's head hangs over the beam, and Su Qin's cone pierces the strand."

"Sun Jing's head hangs over the beam, and Su Qin's cone pierces the strand." It's just once, and the kids really repeat it.

"Che Yin's sac fluorescent, Sun Kang Yingxue reads."

"Car...... Firefly...... Uh" but soon the second sentence was in trouble.

"Okay, I'll read it again. Che Yin sac fluorescent. ”

"Che Yin Bao fluorescent."

……

When Yin Jue turned back, he saw such a scene, Wu Ya was still in front of the previous stall, surrounded by a group of dirty children. Yin Jue leaned closer, looked at a large group and a group of small ones, and listened to Wu Ya's voice in his ears.

Half an hour later, Wu Ya finally finished her teaching activity with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh that she finally had positive energy. When the children were gone, she saw Yin Jue not far from her, the man stood calmly in the middle of the road, completely ignoring the dissatisfied eyes of passers-by, and looked at her quietly, "Huh? Why are you still here, young master? ”

"Sun Jing's head hangs over the beam, and Su Qin's cone stabs the strands. Che Yin's sac fluorescent, Sun Kang Yingxue reads. Although the families are poor, they have the ambition to work hard. In the end, the ambition will be rewarded, and the fame will be passed down through the ages. Where did you hear this poem? Yin Jue's eyes looked at Wu Ya with some inquiry.

"This ...... Previously seen in books. Wu Ya thought that it would be unnatural to make up any reason, so she simply said it directly.

"You read?" Yin Jue was a little surprised. In his impression, although the girl is literate and often accompanies Xia Zhiluo to class, she is actually not interested in reading.

"Uh...... "It seems that the girl didn't read books before, Wu Ya thinks that if she talks about it again, she may be more and more wrong." Excuse me, young master, do you have anything else to buy? The hour doesn't seem to be early. ”

"Of course, and it's still early. Come on. Seeing that Wu Ya avoided the question, Yin Jue didn't pursue it, after all, what he remembered was before the girl's amnesia, and the girl's whole person after the amnesia seemed to have changed, even if she really likes to read now, it's not impossible.

"Oh." Wu Ya answered, and obediently followed Yin Jue to continue shopping in the night market.