Out of politeness, Mu Xingzhi didn't look too much into the drawer, because after he glanced at it casually, he found that there were some very common gadgets in life.

In fact, it is true, there are half-finished straw toys that Su Qingluan made for his younger brothers and sisters, and he watched the fun and interesting gadgets bought at the market, or the trinkets that other friends gave each other.

These things are basically worthless, but they represent a heart or a memory, so they can't just say throw them away, so Su Qingluan put them in the two drawers under the dresser.

Anyway, after she got married, the original jewelry in these two drawers was taken away, not to mention, Su Qingluan's usual jewelry was not a few, most of them were to make Yang happy, Su Qingluan wore it once or twice when she just designed it, and then changed back to men's clothes, and the jewelry was placed in the box and dusted.

And Su Qingluan was holding a dried clay figure in his hand at this time.

The surface of the clay figurine was already a little cracked, and it was obvious that it hadn't moved for a while, but the details on it were still vivid.

Mu Xingzhi obviously had something to do with him when he heard Su Qingluan's tone, so he turned his head to look at the clay figure in his hand.

The clay sculpture is vivid, lifelike, and a young woman. Because she is holding a little rabbit in her arms, it can be seen that the figure in the sculpture is the fairy Chang'e, and the rabbit in her arms is the jade rabbit who is pounding medicine, and lives with Chang'e in the legendary Moon Palace.

Mu Xingzhi's expression was a little subtle: "This Chang'e is really graceful and moving, but ...... Where is this like me? "The craftsmanship of this clay sculpture master is really exquisite, not to mention the expression of Fairy Chang'e, and even the rabbit in his arms is cute and cute, but even so, Mu Xingzhi doesn't feel that this Chang'e is similar to himself.

…… You can't say that the rabbit is "similar", right? Suddenly, this idea popped up in Mu Xingzhi's mind, and then a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes: it is said that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, Qingluan's out-of-the-box thoughts have been heard too much, and he has occasionally come up with this kind of confusing words at first glance recently.

Su Qingluan shook her head: "It's not this," she shook the statue of the fairy Chang'e in her hand, "But the clay sculpture was bought at the stall with my younger brother, I bought this Chang'e's at the beginning, and my sister asked for the Seven Fairies, I remember what kind of general my brother wanted, it seems that the surname Xiao is still surnamed Xiao ......"

In order to show that the two surnames are different, Su Qingluan also compared the difference between the two words in mid-air: "I don't know if that General Xiao is really a person or a folklore." ”

Mu Xingzhi's eyes flickered imperceptibly when he heard the surname "Xiao", but if he didn't want to be noticed by others, he wouldn't show any details.

"Oh? What do you think is folklore? His voice was soft, with a subtle inducement.

"Because the old man said for a while that the young general would enlist in the army at thirteen or fourteen, and then said that he had repeatedly performed miraculous feats at sixteen or seventeen, and said that he had become a soldier by scattering beans, which was simply against the objective law." Su Qingluan shook his head and complained.

"What is an 'objective law'?" Mu Xingzhi heard words he didn't quite understand again, although in Su Qingluan's case, this had happened too many times.

Su Qingluan is obviously used to this kind of explanation, and he is no longer the kind of person who is afraid of being exposed at any time - after all, there is nothing clear about this word that transcends the times.

"To put it simply, things that actually exist and don't change according to how we imagine them in our hearts are called 'objective' laws." Su Qingluan tried to solve it with the simplest and most straightforward things, "For example, I like the day and don't like the night, but even if I don't like it, when the time comes, it will still be dark and out of my control." That's what 'objective'. ”

"So, as opposed to 'objective', is 'subjective', something that can be changed by personal willpower? For example, if I don't like something, I can not look at it, is it subjective? ”

Su Qingluan was once again amazed by the ability of the man in front of him to draw inferences: it can only be said that smart people are smart people at all times.

Affirming Mu Xingzhi's speculation, Su Qingluan nodded: "In short, the sculpture of that young general is ...... you Well, you look so much like the 'original', if he wasn't a general, I might think it was you. ”

Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan playfully: "How does Qingluan know that it's not me?" ”

"Cut, you? Checkmate? Or a junior general? Su Qingluan first "cut" disdainfully, and then looked at Mu Xingzhi with particularly exaggerated disdainful eyes, especially the excessively slender and white wrist.

"Tut-tut, if you can be a 'young general' with this physique, then my father is not the boxing champion Tyson?"

"Who is Tyson?"

"I heard in the book that I heard that boxing is very powerful, a martial arts person." Su Qingluan lied at will, but this is not a "lie", and the person who fights can also be said to be a "person in the martial arts" in a sense, but the rules of this "martial arts" are different.

As for the authenticity of the script, Su Qingluan is even less worried about Mu Xingzhi looking for it, after all, there are many writers in this era, different genres and different themes, and even fantasy - but compared to those networks, the current routine is indeed not very novel, only the subject matter is interesting.

After Mu Xingzhi heard this, he really didn't continue to investigate, but said, "What if it's true?" ”

Originally, Su Qingluan was still so suspicious, thinking that Mu Xingzhi might really be the "General Xiao", after all, the surname "Xiao" is still a royal surname, if it is said that Mu Xingzhi is a relative of the emperor, it can also make sense.

But now when she heard the other party ask her so calmly, "What if it's true", she was not sure.

Because in Su Qingluan's opinion, Mu Xingzhi's body is too slender and thin. She has the impression that a person who can become a general, or even just an ordinary soldier, if not a "tiger-backed bear" with a burly figure, should at least have well-proportioned hands and feet, not to mention exaggerated muscles, and at least give people a "reliable" feeling of arms.

But Mu Xingzhi's wrist can even fight back and forth with himself, and in terms of skin color, he is fairer than many girls, including himself!

With such a body size, is it to deliver food to the enemy when you go to the battlefield?

What's more, in Su Qingluan's opinion, Mu Xingzhi retains a sense of mystery in everything, as long as he doesn't want to tell others, the other party won't say it even if he tears his mouth.

is such a person, often encountering something that he doesn't want to say, and he usually interrupts it. So today, when Mu Xingzhi asked bluntly, "How is it impossible that he is General Xiao", Su Qingluan felt very disagreeable - if Mu Xingzhi didn't mind his identity being pointed out, then did he need to deliberately change his face and disguise himself in such a poor country?

So he asked this rhetorical question, but he was able to prove that he was not the general.