Xiao Jinyu frowned slightly at the pair of good-looking sword eyebrows, shook her head lightly and said, "Why did this Song Qingmo bring his little niece when he came to the Fucheng Examination Institute?" ”

"The Song family thinks that Fuya is a little lucky star, bring her over, you can touch her luck! Childe rest assured, Fuya's grandmother is also here. All live on West Street! Shi Jian thought it was funny. A four-year-old little milk baby, but she looks better, smarter, and smarter, how can she become a little lucky star?

Xiao Jinyu said unhappily: "If Song Qingmo is successful, it's fine." If you fail the exam, won't it become a sin for Fuya? The Song family is inevitably too nonsense! ”

The higher you hold it, the harder you fall. How can such an important thing as scientific research be pressed on the body of a little milk baby? ? Does the Song family love Fuya, or are they harming her?

The yard is too big, there are too many rooms, after dinner, Mrs. Wu cleaned up the two side rooms, spread the bedding she brought, hurriedly washed, and slept soundly with her good granddaughter in her arms. Excited, excited, can't sleep? It doesn't exist, look at these grandparents and grandchildren, sleeping and falling to the ground, it is very fragrant!

It was Song Qingmo, who couldn't sleep for a long time, and recited a few articles silently before he gradually calmed down.

The next day, Mrs. Wu got up early in the morning and cleared all the weeds in the yard. Looking at the flowers and trees that don't grow luxuriantly, she wants to pull them all out, isn't it fragrant to grow vegetables? However, Mrs. Wu quickly extinguished this thought. They don't live in this yard permanently, no one takes care of it, and it's a waste of vegetable seeds.

"Fuya, let's go, grandma will take you to the streets." Mrs. Wu changed into clean clothes, took Fuya's little hand, and said to Song Qingmo, who wanted to follow, "Little Wu, don't go, there are still a few days, you can stay at home honestly and study books." ”

This old and young have never been to Fucheng before, how can Song Qingmo rest assured that they will go out together?

"What's not to worry about? The road is on the lips, if we can't find it, won't we ask? Besides, this place is quite close to King Chen's Mansion, and the security is good. You are a weak scholar, it's useless to follow, when you meet gangsters, you might as well be me! Mrs. Wu looked at his thin body with disgust, and she didn't follow her brother and nephews to practice every day. Gee! It's useless to be a scholar!

Song Qingmo: ......

I was hit hard by an arrow in the heart! He decided that no matter if he failed in the exam this time, he would go back and train his physique. There is chaos in many places outside, if Chongzhou is also involved...... A person of his age can't be the one who drags his feet!

"Fuya, where do you want to go?" Out of the door, Mrs. Wu was a little numb. There are more people coming and going on this street than there are people going to the market, where are they going?

I'm also a wood machine! However, after all, she Song Ziran has seen the world, and she has been abroad in her previous life, not to mention a small mansion. Xiao Fuya casually pointed in a direction, anyway, she just walked along the street, and there was no purpose. Wherever you go!

In other words, Fucheng is Fucheng after all, the street is wide, and the shops on both sides are also very lively. Even the clothing and ornaments of the pedestrians on the street are several grades higher than those of the county seat.

Hey? Why are there so many children in front? Song Ziran slowly walked over and stretched her neck curiously—oh, it turned out to be a candy blower.

A small sugar ball, pulled a few times, blown twice, actually turned into the shape of various small animals. It's weird and interesting!

"Little girl, what do you want?" The old man who blows the candy man, seeing that she looks white and cute, can't help but ask.

"No, I don't want it, I'll just take a look at ......" Song Ziran waved his hand in a panic. Although she still wants one, but so many children are waiting, how can she be embarrassed to add plugs?

The old man smiled, pulled a sugar lump, and his muscular hand flew flexibly, and after a while, he formed the appearance of a small person. He pulled out a sugar pipe, beckoned to Fuya, and said, "Come, try to blow it!" Hard! ”

Song Ziran couldn't help but puff out her cheeks, like blowing up a balloon, and blew it hard. Hey? The sugar lump bulges up a small bubble, which is interesting.

"Keep blowing, don't stop!" The old man's fingers adjusted on the candy man. In this way, the two cooperated, and soon a sugar man was completed.

"Wow! It's this little sister, it seems! The children who were watching were all amazed.

"yes, it seems! All chubby, so cute! I want one too! ”

You're fat! My name is ...... Rounded? Blessed? (crossed out) baby fat? Yes, she is still a child, and when she grows up, she draws a strip and loses weight!

Song Ziran took the candy man in his appearance, took out two copper coins from his purse, and handed them over. The old man smiled: "I don't want money for you!" ”

The little girl not only looked blessed, but also brought blessings to his little stall. The children around the candy man stall originally came to see more and bought less. Ever since he blew a candy man who looks like a little girl, he has asked to be a candy man like them. Business is much better in an instant!

It is not easy for ordinary people, of course Song Ziran will not take advantage of others, the other party is still an old man about the same age as her grandfather, and her face is full of wind and frost, so she can't accept the other party's gift with peace of mind.

Dropping two copper plates, Song Ziran squeezed out of the crowd with the sugar man. Touching my hair, fortunately, it didn't mess up. She was looking at the candy man in her hand - a round figure, a fleshy face, two small bags on his head, and a jacket...... It's quite vivid.

Mrs. Wu had been following her closely, and said with a smile when she saw this: "Oops! Isn't this our little blessing? The craftsmanship is really good, oops......"

It turned out that Fu Ya bit off the sugar man's head in one bite and chewed it in his mouth. Sweet is quite sweet, but it is stained with teeth. She gave her the rest of the candy man her and continued to walk forward with her little arms flailing.

Mrs. Wu looked at the headless sugar man in her hand, shook her head with a smile, and followed closely. There were gradually more people in front, and Mrs. Wu took two steps and took her granddaughter's little hand.

"What's the place ahead, why are there so many people?" She muttered to herself.

Song Ziran looked at the two big characters "Fuxue" on the head of the high gate. Oh, this is where Uncle Kid is about to take the exam! So these big and small scholars are here to see the examination room in advance!

"Brother Zhu, have you found the inn?" A young scholar with a bookcase on his back asked his companion with a sad face.

The scholar surnamed Zhu slowly shook his head, sighed, and said with a sad face: "No! All the inns in this neighborhood have been searched, and there is not a single empty room. Even the nearby houses were asked...... It seems that the only way to ask is to ask further afield. ”