Yang Xiuxiu couldn't understand that there were a lot of things floating in the water in the season, and they were worthless, so what was delicious. These three-colored cloud cakes, soft snowflake cream, fragrant and sweet soufflés, sugar, and all kinds of honey-stained fruits, a room full of things is not a good thing.

But no one in the room paid attention to her, and she couldn't help but say something different. Feng Jiaojiao asked Yinzhu to bring pen and ink and teach Li Chun to read on the side. Feng Jinbao picked out a plate of small apricots stained with rose honey, and handed it to the wicker with a smile: "You taste this, this dried apricot is from the Western Regions, and the taste is different from ours." ”

The wicker was really sweet when he tried it, and said happily: "Thank you, Fifth Brother Feng." Then he walked to Feng Jiaojiao's side with a saucer, and saw her teaching Li Chun with a notebook.

Feng Jiaojiao often taught him and Liu Zhi to read and write in this way, "Little Jiao'e Garden thinks about love, Xiao-Jiao-E-flower-garden-thought-quiet-love, okay, can you read it?" Then write it" "Oh, you have to write a heart word in small characters, Jiao, Feng Jiaojiao, you are a hand or a claw, stupid to death" "Light, the ink is dipped in too much." ”

Except for her father and brother, Yang Xiuxiu has almost never been in the same room with a young man like this, and she can't breathe. On the contrary, there is nothing unusual about everyone else, even Wicker is used to seeing Feng Wu and Li Chun. Yang Xiuxiu secretly wanted to gather like things, Liu Zhi was shameless, and even Feng Jiaojiao was such a shit, she bent down and pointed from Li Chun's shoulder, the two of them were going to stick together, hum, shameless!

However, there is really a little bit of envy. His figure is really good-looking, tall and sturdy, with a wide back, sitting straight and straight, Feng Jiaojiao is so big that she is leaning on his back and is not deformed at all. If Feng Jiaojiao and Liu Zhi could be chest-to-back with a man like this-that, that-

"It's not like this, you hold the pen in the wrong way, your hands should be like this, you have to make a fist, and your palms are empty." Suddenly, a hand stepped in and gently covered Li Chun's hand. At the moment when his fingers touched, Li Chun had already jumped up, and he was so powerful that he shook a room with the chair and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table. Feng Jiaojiao on the side suddenly couldn't dodge being thrown off with ink, she covered her eyes and screamed: "Yang Xiuxiu, what are you doing?" ”

Yang Xiuxiu's tears soaked in ink, making her face look strange, she pointed at Li Chun and said aggrievedly: "He overturned, why do you want to ask me what I did?" ”

Feng Jiaojiao said angrily: "Originally, you suddenly inserted it and scared people to death." Can't you eat and drink while staying honest? What a joke. ”

"My brother is a reader, so I know how to write."

"Who is rare you and your brother, poor and sour."

Yang Xiuxiu's hair was ticking black ink, and surprise, anger, and shame were intertwined into a big cry: "You guys are too much, it's not that I want to play with you, it's Aunt Liu who asked me to look at the willow branches and wicker." You've gone too far with me, I'm going to tell Aunt Liu to go. ”

Wicker still held a piece of dried apricot that had bitten half of it in one small hand, and looked blankly at it for a moment, and the world was in chaos. Fortunately, she was protected by Feng Jinbao and did not fall, and her body was not dirty, but the rare honey apricot was scattered on the ground. A dim light flashed in Feng Jinbao's small eyes, and he only took the wicker to a safe corner and remained silent.

Feng Jiaojiao was covered in ink, upset, and didn't care about what Yang Xiuxiu said, so she was in a hurry to go home and change her clothes. Yang Xiuxiu's grievances were unstoppable, and the more she cried, the louder she became: "You people are just dogs who look down on people, I know that you laugh at me in your hearts, look down on me, and think that I am the daughter of a poor Xiucai." When my brother is lifted, see what you ask me. ”

"What do we ask of you?" The willow branch came up. The man put down the six bowls of shrimp roe noodles and silently said that I didn't see anything.

"Xiaozhi, I'll go back first." Feng Jiaojiao was not in the mood to eat noodles at the moment. As soon as she left, Feng Jinbao couldn't stay still, and left after telling the wicker a few words.

Li Chun was also about to leave, but was pulled by the willow branch: "I don't care what happens, but I have worked hard to make six bowls of noodles, and I must finish eating." ”

Wicker was also pulled by her sister to sit down, obediently picked up the noodles and ate them, while telling her sister about the matter. In her opinion, it was as simple as Sister Xiuxiu wanting to teach Brother Xiaochun to write, and Brother Xiaochun suddenly had convulsions.

Liu Zhi does not doubt that he has him, because in her cognition, Yang Xiuxiu is a nasty person, and Brother Xiaochun has no reason to throw her ink. She even smiled at Yang Xiuxiu, who was still crying: "Hey, you sit down and eat a bowl of noodles, you can't leave like this anyway." If you cry and scream, eat two more bowls to make up for it. ”

"Sister, let Sister Xiuxiu go wash it, Sister Xiuxiu can't eat like this." Wicker wants to help Yang Xiuxiu, but she doesn't understand why everyone wants to bully Sister Xiuxiu, Sister Xiuxiu is so pitiful. And today it was Sister Xiuxiu who was chatting and embroidering with her, but her sister left herself down and ran to play with Brother Xiaochun, this comparison is simply amazing.

Liu Zhi pressed Li Chun's arm comfortingly, and took Yang Xiuxiu to wash his face. She was very familiar with Man Xianglou, so she took Yang Xiuxiu to the room where she usually changed the clothes of the female guests, and beckoned Yang Xiuxiu to clean her hands and face. This dress is definitely going to be bad, and Willow gloating. Tsk, this is made of a fine muslin cloth that my uncle brought as a gift for the Dragon Boat Festival, and I made a new skirt with wicker, and the water has never fallen, and the red and texture of the dyed roses are beautiful. Mother didn't care about crying and making trouble, she gave it to Yang Xiuxiu, she really deserved it.

Yang Xiuxiu's face was gloomy: "You have to compensate me for my clothes." ”

"What you're wearing right now is mine."

"I don't care, you're going to compensate me anyway. And hair, you have to buy me a piece of osmanthus fragrant pancreas, my hair is full of ink. If you want me, I'll tell Aunt Liu to go. ”

Maybe she felt that Yang Xiuxiu was too unlucky, and Liu Zhi didn't care about her, she helped her wipe it and couldn't help laughing again: "Why are you messing with Brother Xiaochun, you are not familiar with him." ”

These words are simply mending, Yang Xiuxiu choked up with anger: "Why is he like a mad dog and loses his temper for no reason?" I just want to teach him how to write, and it's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs. My brother was praised by Xuezheng as a prodigy, and my mother asked me to serve my brother since I was a child to grind ink and cut paper, and I knew a lot more words than Feng Jiaojiao. I'm not going to meddle anymore, this guy just doesn't know who's good and who's bad. ”

"Your brother is so amazing." But Willow Branch listened.

"Yes, sooner or later, my brother will be a lifter, and then I will be a lifter's sister, a young lady. Hmph, I want my brother to take Li Chun and sentence him to 3,000 miles in exile - alas-"

But it was Liu Zhi who pinched her hard: "Yang Xiuxiu, your skin is itchy, right?" If you talk nonsense again, I'll strip you naked so you can't go back. ”

Yang Xiuxiu was so angry that she wanted to cry but didn't dare, she was aggrieved and accepted her tears, occasionally sobbing twice, and scolded Liu Zhi in her heart that she was really shameless, and she was full of faint words when she messed with men.

The red sun slowly moves westward, the rivers are dyed with golden waves, and the willow branches hold the most beautiful bouquet of lotus flowers and separate from Li Chun. "Brother Koharu, what's wrong with you?" She asked several times, but he didn't speak.