"When Sun Wukong went to chase the white bone spirit, he drew a circle with a golden hoop stick for the remaining three masters and apprentices, saying that in order to avoid the persecution of monsters, you should not leave this range. Lane Zhuyuan is the circle drawn by Mrs. Chen on Xia Zhi, but the purpose is not to protect her but to prevent her from getting close to Chen Huan.

The summer solstice hangs out in circles. The maids in Lane Bamboo Garden all recognize her appearance, and there will be no more of the last oolong incident. The little maid who talked to her before was still assigned to Lane Zhuyuan, but Xia Zhi never met her again, probably because the other party deliberately avoided her.

And not only the little maid, but also the other people in the garden seem to have this tendency. If you see her coming from afar, you will bypass her in advance, and if you can't hide from it, you will bow your head and miss it in a hurry, as if she is carrying some germs that will infect them. Xia Zhi felt quite depressed at first, but then I thought about it, she didn't come to make friends, just hide, just hide, as long as you don't do it against her, thank God.

While walking, Xia Zhi was boredly kicking the pebbles on the side of the road, and suddenly saw a different kind of gravel. Under the warm sun, it was obviously shining silver, which was clearly a piece of broken silver. When I saw the money falling on the ground, my first reaction was, of course, to bend down to pick it up, but the recent summer solstice has become nervous, and everything has grown a little longer. Like this kind of windfall of unknown origin, looking at it is like a trap bait to lure her into falling for it, Xia Zhi took a closer look, and sure enough, he found a cat greasy.

There is a thread as thin as spider's silk tied to the broken silver, and if you are not careful, you will not notice it at all. Such a childish trick, Xia Zhi dared to assert that this must have nothing to do with Mrs. Chen, so who is the operator behind this silk thread? Xia Zhi's eyes rolled and he had an idea, and he pretended not to notice the broken silver and walked over. Just bypassed the broken silver, Xia Solstice pretended to tidy up her shoes and squatted down, just as her back was coming from the silk thread, and soon Xia Solstice got up and continued her journey to let go of the wind.

There's a slight movement behind it, someone! Xia Solstice walked around the corner and hid behind the lush greenery, secretly inspecting.

The thread began to recycle, and the small object at the end rolled to the side of the road, and then the silk thread was lifted, and the small object swayed into the air, and it swayed towards the tree. I only heard a wow scream from the branches and leaves, poof! A figure fell in response and slammed to the ground. Fortunately, there was grass under the trees as a buffer, and there was no serious bloodshed.

Xia Solstice walked out from behind the greenery and walked over to confirm who was behind the prank. Falling from the tree was a boy of seven or eight years old, and he looked very cute. It can be seen that the family is well-off, and it can be judged that he is not a descendant of the Chen family, and he looks more like a rich young man. The boy rubbed his aching buttocks with one hand, and the other hand was wrapped with silk threads, and the broken silver that had been tied to the end of the silk threads had turned into a big white and soft bud.

Xia Solstice walked up to the boy, and the piece of broken silver was caught with a horizontal hand,

The boy looked up at Xia Solstice, his eyes shining with tears, and he looked like he was about to cry loudly.

The summer solstice is the first to swoop,

The boy's tears were held back, he wiped his face with his sleeve, and stubbornly replied,

Summer solstice three consecutive questions.

The boy immediately became arrogant, crumpled the silk thread into a ball and threw it on the ground.

Xia Zhi smiled and didn't plan to pick up.

The boy was choked up, normal people don't talk like this, shouldn't they take the opportunity to ask him who he is, and then he held his head high and said his name and identity, waiting for the other party to bow down in panic and admit his mistake? Xia Zhi didn't answer, if he said it himself, he would feel no momentum.

The boy stretched out his hand angrily, and his fleshy palms were stained with a lot of dirt on the ground, and even the back of his clothes was stained with the juice of grass and trees in a few places because he had just fallen from the tree. Because the clothes are light-colored, it is more obvious that it is urgent.

Xia Solstice took the boy's little hand,

The boy wanted to shake off, and leaned back like a lie to resist,

Xia Zhi gritted his teeth and said these two words, and put pressure on the boy with his eyes with a sharp expression.

The boy was frightened by the sudden fire of the summer solstice, after all, he was a child, and he could usually mess around, but once the adult was angry, he immediately turned into a little white rabbit obediently, otherwise he would find himself unhappy.

The boy forgot to defend for a while, and Xia Zhi seized this loophole and took him to the wooden building, while not forgetting to hypnotize himself,

With such a combination of hard and soft, the boy was finally brought back to the wooden building. Xia Solstice summoned Lu Lan, handed the boy to her and explained the reason. In the end, she returned the broken silver to the child, so that she would not deceive the child of his money.

A pile of blank paper has disappeared by almost one-third, and at this rate, it should be able to barely complete the homework assigned by Mrs. Chen. Xia Zhi rubbed his wrist and continued to transcribe.

Outside the building, there was a sudden shout from Lu Lan, accompanied by a clanging sound, which was the sound of the copper basin falling to the ground.

Xia Zhi hurriedly came out to check, and the scene in front of her almost made her gasp and couldn't come back.

Lu Lan was originally sorting out the copied scriptures, spreading them out one by one to dry the ink. And now these verses are scattered all over the ground, and the water from the brass basin is poured on it. The paper was soaked in water, the ink was smudged, and there were black blobs of ink everywhere.

Lu Lan still wanted to be rescued, but she couldn't catch up with the speed of the scourge of the water traces, and all the copied scriptures were wiped out, and none of them were intact.

The initiator looked triumphant, as if he had done some great feat, arrogantly accusing Lu Lan,

Lu Lan was so angry that she couldn't care about any etiquette and humility, so she had a direct conversation.

The boy crossed his hands on his hips and vented the anger he had just received on Lu Lan. “