"How's the brother?"

The Confucian looked like a peacock opening the screen, waiting for Li Ping'an's praise.

"Hmm..... Not bad... It's okay.."

Li Ping'an responded with tears and laughter.

However, this time I didn't just come to see each other show off.

It's to buy paper and pens for their cats.

So, I bought paper and pens and spent a lot of effort to get out of here.

If it weren't for the fact that there was something at home, the Confucian would have to show him more than 200 treasures.

On the way back, Li Ping'an couldn't help but feel funny.

It is said that this Confucian is also a strange man.

That character was left by himself, and it was obviously handed over to Qingyue Pavilion.

Now it's in the hands of the other party, and it's not far away to this Storm and Snow City.

There is really such a fate in this world.

Back at home, the old cow was making breakfast.

The orange cat is still sleeping on its stomach.

Li Ping'an woke it up.

The cat rubbed its eyes with its paws, "Woo~"

"Didn't you say yesterday that you want to learn to write?" Li Ping'an said.

The orange cat tilted its head, "Did the fairy say that?" ”

"The fairy said it."

"The fairy doesn't remember."

"Fairies can't go back on their word, it's what adults should do."

Orange cat with a flat mouth.

New oil lamps were lit in the house.

The orange cat transforms into a little girl and sits on a stool.

Holding a brush in his hand, he dipped it in ink.

Draw a kitten with three or two strokes on paper.

"It's a fairy."

Then he drew a cow.

"It's Niu Niu."

A few strokes and a small figure were drawn.

"This is sir."

"The fairy is smart!!"

Li Ping'an said: "The fairy is very good at drawing, and now I have to learn to write." ”

Pick up the little girl from behind and hold her little hand.

Control the pen and write two words on the paper.

"This word is old..."

"Old~"

"This word pronounces rat."

"Rat~"

"Read it together, mouse, this is the fairy's favorite mouse."

"Mouse, fairies like to eat mice." The little girl said happily, "The fairy wants to catch mice." ”

"When you're done learning the words, I'll catch them."

The old cow turned the cake up, and the movement was skillful.

"Moo!!"

Don't learn, it's time to eat.

The children are reluctant to learn, so the little girls are not in high spirits when they eat.

So it's been the whole day today.

It was dark outside, and the cold wind shook the branches and howled wildly.

The sound of branches falling to the ground, the sound of broken tiles, the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground.

and the sound of the throat being choked....... The mix of sounds is creepy.

Inside, the oil lamps hung in the sky, scattering their light.

The heat is upwell, and the fragrance of tea is permeated.

The old cow was fanning his fan and was making tea, leisurely

Li Ping'an is teaching the little girl to read and write, and she talks from time to time.

The cold night in the snowfield, the life-and-death struggle between the monks, and the struggle for fame and fortune, do not seem to be so enjoyable.

When my heart is open, I don't think about anything.

In this way, my heart is also calm.

At this time, the mood is at this time, and there is nothing to do with the little fairy.

.......

Two days passed so leisurely.

The old cow came back from shopping for groceries, "Moo! ”

The price of vegetables has risen again!

I can't stay in this place, the morning food is one price, and the noon food is another price.

When it arrived, the price changed again in the evening.

Li Ping'an was practicing when he heard a voice.

took a sip of tea and said indifferently: "Do we have no money?" ”

The old cow said that if we can't make any more money, we can gnaw the cow's hooves in a few days.

"Oh? Isn't that great? ”

Gnaw on my cow's hooves!!

The old cow said angrily.

Li Ping'an smiled, Lao Niu really knew how to joke.

"Are we out of money?" The little girl who was practicing calligraphy looked up.

"Well, sort of." Li Ping'an said.

After a while, the little girl finished writing.

Done your homework for the day.

"Fairies can sell words for money."

Li Ping'an looked at the twisted and crooked words written by the little girl and smiled.

"I'm afraid that words like fairy can't be sold for money."

"Why?"

"Practice more."

As he spoke, Li Ping'an remembered the Confucian scholar who opened the study.

He must be rich.

I can sell him a few paintings in exchange for some food money.

Just do it, so I laid paper on the table.

Writing a ready-made poem is not very subtle.

It's just catchy, and it rhymes.

The little girl nibbled on the fruit, her eyes rolling and rolling.

Looking at the words, it seems that I want to see the reason in it.

"Can you sell it for money if you write it like this?"

"Probably." Li Ping'an said.

Roll up the words, put them under your armpits, and prepare to find the study.

The little girl also became a cat, and she had to go with her.

When he was about to go out, Lao Niu said that if he made money, don't forget to buy some eggs.

There are no eggs to eat at home, so I have to make crabs at night.

Li Ping'an agreed.

Walking down the street, the cat wants to come down and walk on its own.

Li Ping'an held her in his arms on the grounds that he was worried that she would run away.

The cold night is still cold, and the wind and snow are blowing.

The street is interesting, the street is erected with a long fence.

The long street is divided into two by a wall.

The people called it the Wall of Wealth.

Jumping over this wall means that you will be prosperous and prosperous in the future.

The bones of poor people who had frozen to death could always be seen on the roadside, and on the other side of the wall, laughter and red lanterns hung high.

Li Ping'an and the cat walked along the wall.

I met two children who were climbing to the other side of the wall by borrowing a tree.

Li Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and looked at this scene.

Signal them to come down and don't fall.

"You don't care." A child said.

"I've got candy here, and cats." Li Ping'an said.

So, soon.

The two children gathered around, shouting candy.

The children were dressed in sackcloth, not like the others who were dressed in warm animal skins.

"Why are you wearing so little?" One child asked.

"Because it's not cold down there."

The two children blinked, full of doubt.

"How can it not be cold?"

Li Ping'an did not argue with them, and asked them why they wanted to go over the wall.

"I haven't seen the sun for a long time, and I've heard that the sun can be seen on the other side of the wall.

My brother has his birthday today, and I'm going to take him over there to see the sun. A child said.

"There's no sun on the other side of the wall."

"How so?"

"How not?" The man in the green shirt asked rhetorically.

The older children were suddenly a little lost.

"Still, I ate the candy." The younger brother comforted the older brother.

So the two children said goodbye to Li Ping'an and went home.

"Wait."

Suddenly, the voice of the man in green shirt came from behind him.

Well?

The two children turned back.

At this moment, thousands of golden rays were sprinkled.

pierced the darkness of the heavens and the earth and fell on the two little children.

"Happy birthday." The green shirt is humane.