"Then may I ask Liu Gongzi's fiancée, Miss Wang, where did you see it, I still hold a grudge.

My father has been carefully taught for many years, and after my father died, he was the first to leave the academy. ”

"It's... This one... I ......"

Although An Xin didn't like Liu Mingjie's personality, he didn't make any rude moves. Wang Zhenzhen really couldn't say for a while, and An Xin had evidence of hatred for Liu Mingjie.

The people who heard An Xin's words, this time everyone turned their strange eyes to Liu Mingjie in a moon-white Confucian shirt.

"So it's a white-eyed wolf!"

"Hehe, am I the only one who found out that the girl was just a little cold, and didn't do anything wrong.

How can it be said that it is said that it is very small-minded and loves to hold grudges. ”

Liu Mingjie, who was talked about as a white-eyed wolf, looked at Wang Zhenzhen with gloomy and unhappy eyes.

According to An Xin, if Liu Mingjie hadn't been afraid of Wang Zhenzhen, who was the daughter of Wang Shanchang of Cangyun Academy, he would have eaten her heart.

Liu Mingjie, who had lost face, stopped drinking the tea industry, and hurriedly took people to prepare to leave.

There was no excitement to see, and everyone retracted their gaze and stopped paying attention to this side.

Boom, rumble, and the sound of someone rolling down the stairs regained everyone's attention.

The two happiest students just called rolled down the stairs like balls and fell in the lobby on the first floor in embarrassment.

Someone said strangely: "How do you roll down the stairs?" ”

When the others saw An Xin and the three of them, they were still standing in the same place, and they all dispelled the suspicion that someone was pushing people.

As long as Zhao Kui, who had not spoken, looked back at An Xin's eyes with an unknown meaning when he left with the fallen student leaving.

An Xin raised his eyebrows, even if you doubted it.

You can show evidence, I'm a powerless little woman, and I'm the one who overthrew you.

The three of them walked out of the teahouse and came to the place where Da Zhuang was waiting for them and got into the carriage.

Leng Xiangbai glanced at the refreshment in An Xin's hand, and if he was not mistaken, the oiled paper wrapped in the refreshment broke a small hole.

There should be two pieces of pastry missing.

Leng Xiangbai lowered his eyes, didn't say anything, and didn't ask anything.

When he returned, An Xin distributed the fabrics he had bought for his family to them.

The breeze and moon are light purple muslin.

Aunt Gu and the two cooks who bought it back were dark blue, and Uncle Yong and Da Zhuang, who were guarding the door, were gray.

Everyone was very happy to receive the fabric.

In ancient times, it was not easy to eat and dress warmly, and there were four seasons of new clothes to wear throughout the year, which was not even a treatment for ordinary people.

An Xin's two plain satin fabrics that made his own clothes were taken into the room by Qingfeng Mingyue, and the two of them helped make them when they had time.

Although the second aunt's family is from the cloth village, An Xin still bought the color satin suitable for the second uncle's family of three.

"An Rui takes it, this is for you and your second uncle and aunt."

An Rui looked at An Xin in surprise.

Unexpectedly, his cousin also bought clothes for him and his parents.

An Xin picked up another piece of azure cloth and handed it to Leng Xiangbai, "Everyone has it, and it's not bad for you, let's find someone to make it yourself." ”

The latter was stunned for a moment, pursed his angular lips, and his eyes seemed to be a little helpless.

The hand subconsciously pulled into his arms, but was stopped by An Xin's words.

"If you want to pay for it, you should go to the cloth house. I don't have any fabric to sell to you. ”

Leng Xiang Bai's purse was slammed.

Then he took the fabric and whispered, "Thank you!" ”

An Xin waved his hand at him.

Returning to the place where he lived, touching the smooth satin in his hand, Leng Xiangbai felt a trace of warmth in his heart, which had gradually become indifferent over the years.

The next day, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

An Xin was also nagged by Aunt An's: "Rui'er's grandfather's house is a cloth village, so there is a lack of fabric for our family of three."

Xin'er, buy the fabric you wear in the future, don't buy it for us like this time. ”

An Xin: "I know that the second aunt is not short of these, but the second uncle and the second aunt are good to me, and I want to buy something to honor you during the festival." ”

Although Aunt An does not lack this little thing, she is still very useful for An Xin's heart-warming actions.

Thinking of going to the kitchen just now and seeing so many ingredients prepared for the Mid-Autumn Festival, Aunt An wanted to persuade An Xin to be thrifty.

But it's a good idea to think of An Xin, today is a festival again, and the family has a large population, so it's normal to buy more abundant ingredients.

At noon, everyone had a lively lunch.

At night, the round moon hung on the treetops, and the hazy moonlight shone on the courtyard.

An Xin and Second Uncle An's family of three, as well as Leng Xiangbai, who was invited to celebrate the festival together, sat in the courtyard eating moon cakes, admiring the moon and chatting.

The atmosphere is warm and nice.

It wasn't until the night breeze blew that the slightest coolness dissipated.

In the following days, An Xin was still busy, continuing to carve these dusty pieces of jade, and never went out alone.

This made Zhao Kui and Wang Yaozong, who wanted to calculate her, anxious. But An Xin is very busy, how can he have time to play this low-level game with the two fools.

Autumn goes and winter comes.

On this day, it was rare for a heavy snowfall in the south, and the earth was covered with silver and white.

The lunar month is approaching, and the college has also begun to have a holiday.

An Xin stood under the porch, looking at the six heavily armed teenagers in front of him, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"What are you doing here, holding knives and bows and arrows, this is a holiday, and you are going to do some side business and rob your house?!"

A cold wind blew, and An Xin took the hand stove handed to her by Qingfeng and put it in her sleeve to warm her hands.

Only then did he look powerful and unyielding: "I am a serious person, and I will not be threatened by you and be your accomplice." ”

Several teenagers looked at An Xin's serious nonsense in front of them, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Why didn't they find out that the Great Demon King was still a drama spirit.

Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes indecently, "You think too much, we heard that there are a lot of pheasants and rabbits in Houshan, so we are here to ask if you want to go?" ”

Anxin looked at the expectant eyes of several people and touched his chin: "You are looking for me, not because you dare not go up the mountain, right?" ”

A few teenagers "......" can you still play happily, see through it or not, you are still our good mountain chief.

In the end, An Xin borrowed his usual knife from Da Zhuang for chopping wood, and followed a few people to the back mountain.

An Xin put on a plain cloak and walked among the mountains covered in silver, walking steadily forward.

Fortunately, several other teenagers did not come to the mountains to hunt in cumbersome and gorgeous costumes like in the TV series.

Instead, everyone wears a warm and neat line.

Liu Boxing is worthy of being the descendant of the general, walking in front of everyone with a bow and arrow.

An Xin looked at the six teenagers before and after, after less than a year of training, not only did they get taller, but their bodies also became much stronger.

At least not like at the beginning, running ten laps around the front yard and getting tired of becoming a dog.

Even Liu Boxing, who was originally obese, has now become burly and strong.

The youthful appearance of several teenagers also slowly faded, and gradually became handsome.

Looking at the little cabbages that he had carefully cultivated and the appearance of each thriving, An Xin showed a look of relief from an old mother.

Li Ziyu and Leng Xiangbai couldn't help but tremble in their hearts when they saw An Xin smiling at his aunt.