Facing the expectant eyes of the old lady Xuanyuan, weak Xuan decisively pointed at Xuanyuan Que with her fat little finger and sold him: "Brother Xuanyuan will!" We read about papermaking in an ancient book! A few months ago, before the study opened, Brother Xuanyuan and I began to try to make paper for fun. ”

Life experience tells Weak Xuan that as long as she pulls Xuanyuan Shenjun to do things together, she will say half of her words in front of Xuanyuan's grandmother, and half of her words when she goes home.

When things are successful, Grandma Xuanyuan will feel that some things are done by the family for their two children, and the family will feel that some things are done by Grandma Xuanyuan for them, so things will be successful.

They don't have to explain too much, they will automatically think about it themselves.

Weak Xuan is smart, after discovering it once, every time she wants to do something in the future, she will know how to speak in front of adults, and leave half of it.

Xuanyuan Que: "."

Grandma Xuanyuan's eyes lit up, and her expectant gaze fell on Xuanyuan Que: "It's already started?" Are you sure? ”

Weak Xuan preemptively said: "Really! The bamboo on the mountain has been soaked for three months. ”

Xuanyuan Shenjun couldn't help but roll his eyes for the first time in tens of thousands of years.

Weak Xuan's heart was weak, and she quietly pulled Xuanyuan Que's little tail finger, pulled it, and secretly motioned him not to dismantle his own platform.

It was useless to think about pulling his fingers, he was rolling his eyes, so the weak little fleshy hand slapped on the handsome head of a certain god, and pressed his noble head, which never bowed to others: "Brother Xuanyuan, you nod without making a sound!" ”

Xuanyuan Que: "."

This damn flower is getting bolder and bolder!

Old Madam Xuanyuan didn't pay attention to her little grandson, after all, Xiao Jiu has always been ignorant of everything, and it was true that he didn't deny it.

Therefore, Mrs. Xuanyuan was convinced, she also knew that papermaking needed bamboo, trees and the like, all of which were manual work, and the two children didn't know if they were busy, and the brothers from the weak family knew that they were busy with the study in the city, so no one helped the two children, so she said: "It's not easy to make paper, where are you two strong?" If you need anything, I'll ask the ancient shopkeeper to help you prepare. ”

Weak Xuan was about to speak, but Xuanyuan Que tore off the bold little fleshy palm that held his head, and spoke first: "When the time comes, I will make a list and hand it to Grandpa Gu." ”

"Okay." Old Madam Xuanyuan happily responded, "Xuanbao hasn't eaten breakfast yet, right?" Come on, let's eat! ”

Aunt Yuhua has already taken out the food in the food basket and placed it, including crystal shrimp dumplings, soup dumplings, rabbit milk cakes, flower bird's nest cakes, gray water cakes, scallion pancakes, spring rolls and scallop white fruit porridge.

The snacks for breakfast are exquisite, and there are those that are close to the ground, and each of them is beautifully placed, dazzling, and it makes people move their fingers when they look at it.

Weak Xuan sat down happily.

Grandma Xuanyuan's breakfast here is not the same every day, anyway, every time she comes, the breakfast she eats is different and there are many styles, unlike at home, what she eats every day is those things, either porridge with pancakes, or buns with porridge.

The difference is that the ingredients in the pancakes, buns and porridge will be different. But everything is inseparable from its porridge, its bread, and its bag!

However, there is no special cook at home, all grandmothers and mothers or second uncles get up to make breakfast, so Weak Xuan also eats happily and will not dislike it, anyway, she comes to the villa for breakfast on eight days out of ten, and eats at home for the remaining two days, when clearing the stomach.

Weak Xuan picked up the chopsticks and was about to clip the rabbit milk cake, Xuanyuan Que held her little paw: "Wash." ”

That's right!

She was in such a hurry just now that she forgot to wash up!

Aunt Yuhua immediately said, "Miss Xuanbao, Aunt Yuhua will take you down to freshen up." ”

"Thank you, Aunt Yuhua, no need, I can do it myself." Weak Xuan ran out and ran into her own house, which was specially used by Mrs. Xuanyuan to rest when she was tired from class, and it was next to Xuanyuan Que's house.

She brushed her teeth, rinsed her mouth, washed her face, and did it all in one go.

When he was finished, he shouted loudly when he was about to comb his hair: "Brother Xuanyuan, come here!" ”

Xuanyuan Que had expected it and walked over.

Weak Xuan handed him a sheep's horn comb: "Brother Xuanyuan helps me comb my hair." ”

Xuanyuan Que took the croissant comb she handed over with an expressionless face and helped her comb her hair.

The first time she woke up here, it was Aunt Yuhua who helped her comb her hair, but she accidentally pulled her hair and hurt her.

Aunt Yuhua saw that Weak Xuan's hair was soft and silky, and if she didn't tie it tightly, it would fall apart after a few runs, so she helped Weak Xuan tie it a little tightly, so that her hair pulled her scalp, and it was very uncomfortable if it didn't hurt.

She waited for Aunt Yuhua to leave and then dismantled it, wanting to comb it herself, but she couldn't comb it if she turned it out, she would only use immortal magic to change a hairstyle, and Xuanyuan Shenjun didn't let her use immortal art, so he asked him to help her recomb her hair bun.

Then Weak Xuan found that Xuanyuan Shenjun was so comfortable combing his hair.

From then on, the job of combing his hair fell to Xuanyuan Que's head.

Liu and Lei Pozi will also hurt her if they help Weak Xuan comb her hair, which is inevitable, after all, hair is a thing, as long as it is knotted, it will hurt the scalp if you don't pay attention when combing your hair, and Weak Xuan's hair is too silky, if you don't tie it tightly, it will be messy and scattered after running twice.

Only Xuanyuan Shenjun can't, Xuanyuan Shenjun helps her comb her hair, not only will it not hurt her, but it is also very comfortable, so weak Xuan likes Xuanyuan Shenjun to help her comb her hair the most.

As long as she goes up the mountain, she will ask Xuanyuan Que to help her recomb her hair.

No one's hair is combed in a bun as good as Xuanyuan Shenjun, not loose or tight, very comfortable, and it is not easy to mess up.

Unconsciously, a certain little Xuanhua was connived by someone and felt that as long as she couldn't do things with immortal arts, she would ask Xuanyuan Shenjun for help.

After combing his hair and eating breakfast, Xuanyuan Que gave the Gu shopkeeper a list, and Weak Xuan took Xuanyuan Que to ask Han Lao for a leave, and went up the mountain under the envious and jealous eyes of several children.

Yan Huan: "Obviously, we are here to accompany our little cousin, why don't we have to go to class and go up the mountain to play at the end of three days, we have to go to school every day?" It's so unfair! ”

He also wants to go up the mountain!

Yan Jiaojiao: "Because you're not smart enough!" If you can memorize the Four Books and Five Classics upside down, and can grow rice with a yield of 1,000 catties per mu, Master Han will also let you ask for leave. ”

Yan Huan: "."

Han Lao knocked on the table: "Concentrate, today I will write ten articles on Protestantism, I can't finish memorizing these ten articles, I can't be silent, and I won't be allowed to leave class." ”

A couple of kids: "."

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The bamboo forest in the mountains is full of the sweet voice of a little girl: "Brother Xuanyuan, this bamboo is just right, cut it!" ”

"Brother Xuanyuan, there is still this root! This one will do the same! ”

"Brother Xuanyuan, here! Here are two! You can also chop! ”

"Brother Xuanyuan."

The little girl's voice was crisp and elegant, attracting many birds from the mountains and forests to compete with her.

The birdsong is crisp and tactful, self-contained, beautiful and charming.

But Xuanyuan Que only felt that these birds were noisy!

He took the firewood knife and stabbed the green bamboo, and with a "snap", the bright green tender bamboo fell down in response, and the sound of breaking the bamboo was murderous, so frightened that the birds in the forest flew away!

The world was silent, except for the sweet sound of a certain flower.