"Little lotus, little lotus, I'll give you a thrush. ”

In a girl's boudoir, a thrush pen is held in the hand of a tall and beautiful girl, and in the other hand is an inkstone with pink delicacy. On the dresser beside her sat a little girl who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and the tall girl was four or five years older than her, and looked a little more mature. Although both of them are not very old, there is no doubt that they will become slim beauties in the future. Especially this tall girl, she may grow into a rare and beautiful woman in the future.

"I'm still young, I don't need it, senior sister, you should keep it for yourself. The little girl wanted to push back the two jade hands holding the pen and the inkstone.

"Senior sister's eyebrows are thick, you don't need to paint, your little Nizi's eyebrows are too light, so you have to paint more, your eyebrows have to be maintained since childhood, otherwise you will become a yellow-faced woman when you grow up." Mu Yanping said that she pressed Xiaohe, who wanted to stand up, back to her seat, and the eyebrow pencil had been dipped in the thrush ink in Dai Yan and put it in front of Xiaohe's eyes.

"No," Xiaohe dodged the pen in Mu Yanping's hand again, looking very stubborn, and her cute little mouth also pouted upward, "I know that this kind of snail Dai is so expensive, senior sister should keep it for the person I like in the future, I'll just find some graphite and smear it." ”

The snail Dai that Xiaohe said is from a kind of thrush ink produced in Persia, and it is also the pearl of the palms of those young ladies. A whole block of ink like this costs a tael of silver, and it was Mu Yanping who gave it to her after finishing her work every day, and then went to work odd jobs for a whole month in the jewelry store of a wealthy family under the mountain, and the owner of that family gave it to her. One or two pieces of silver will not even count as a hair for her in the future, but it is still a lot of money for her now.

"You little girl, aren't we a family, don't say anything about you and me, it seems to be a lot of things, my sister doesn't like makeup, and I don't like anyone, so I don't need to paint it for others to see, but Xiaohe still has a stupid brother in her heart. In the future, when my sister gets married, she will definitely use endless thrush ink as a dowry, which is not bad for this small piece. ”

"Senior sister don't get married, Xiaohe doesn't marry, Xiaohe wants to be with senior sister all the time. ”

"Silly girl," Mu Yanping put down the paintbrush in her hand and gently rubbed Xiaohe's little head, "The girl must marry when she grows up, otherwise she will become an old woman in the future and will not be able to marry, and she will not even have someone to take care of herself, how pitiful it is." ”

"Xiaohe just don't want to be separated from her sister, and when Xiaohe takes care of her sister in the future, Xiaohe will make a lot of money and let her sister live the best life. Xiaohe was already a little choked up as she spoke, and her eyes staring at Mu Yanping couldn't help but make her heart sour.

"Okay, well, my sister doesn't marry, my sister will always be with Xiaohe," Mu Yanping said, wiping Xiaohe's big eyes with her handkerchief, and smiled, "Xiaohe is really a crybaby, just like your stupid brother." Although Xiaohe is a girl, she must be strong, only strong people can not be bullied by others, so Xiaohe should not always cry her nose, she must be a strong girl. ”

Xiaohe remembered. Xiaohe immediately held back her tears and showed a reassuring expression called Mu Yanping. Like Mu Li, she is easy to cry once she is excited, and Mu Yanping has laughed at her many times for this.

The word strong should be a very appropriate modifier for Mu Yanping, especially for a girl.

Mu Yanping is a posthumous son. Her mother is also very beautiful, but she fulfills the old saying and lives in a blushing face. She was the prettiest girl in their village at that time, and many of the young men came to her house when she was fifteen or sixteen years old. As a result, when she was eighteen years old, she fell in love with a blacksmith, but her family thought that blacksmiths had no future and were unwilling to say anything. Finally, on a rainy day, the blacksmith eloped with her mother, and the two fled all the way from Henan to Shandong, and finally to Tai'an.

This man was a blacksmith with no reputation, and when he was young, he also thought about obtaining the qualification of a sword refiner, but he failed every time, and then he simply gave up this dream. Mu Yanping's mother was already pregnant when she came to Tai'an, although he got up early every day and worked hard at night, but he still couldn't fill the stomachs of three people, and life has been very hard. Finally, the day before Mu Yanping was born, his father vomited a mouthful of blood and died of exhaustion by his own fire.

Mu Yanping's mother also cried because she couldn't accept the sudden bad news, which led to premature birth, although she finally gave birth to Mu Yanping smoothly, but her body has been greatly injured since then, and she will have to raise this child alone in the future, and the pressure of a thousand catties suddenly fell on this woman's shoulders. When she left, she had already torn her face with the people in the family, and she definitely couldn't go back, Mu Yanping was not sensible at that time, but she often had to live a full and hungry life, sometimes there was really nothing to eat at home, when she was hungry and crying, her mother would first find a way to coax her to sleep, and when she woke up the next day, she could see her mother who was disheveled and her legs were so tired that she couldn't close together with a small bag of food to cook.

When Mu Yanping was five years old, her mother also suffered from an incurable disease due to overwork, and she was lying in bed and was about to die, but she was still worried about how to find a way to survive for this completely incapable child. Finally, under the recommendation of some well-wishers, the owner of Sanjinguan at that time agreed to adopt the child.

Mu Yanping may not be able to remember clearly, and Master Ye never told her that when he went to her house, there was nothing in the house except for a bed, a hammer and some necessary daily necessities, and a child who was spoiled in front of his mother's bed. That was the first time he saw Mu Yanping's mother, but it was also the last time, she climbed out of bed and knelt in front of Master Ye before she died, and the last thing she said to Master Ye was to never let her touch the blacksmith's hammer again. The emotions in her eyes before she died were very complicated, and she couldn't tell whether it was pain or remorse.

Mu Yanping came to Sanjinguan in this year, Xiaohe was just born that year, since the first time she saw this baby, she regarded her as her own sister, and Mu Li also came here a year later. The three children who had nothing to do did spent a good childhood with a group of little Taoist priests in this Taoist temple.

As the saying goes, creation makes people, and this girl ended up following her father's old path, and at the age of seven she showed an unusual talent for iron-making and calcination, and sometimes she could lock herself in her room and smash a small piece of iron all day without moving a bullet. And that year, she formally begged Master Ye to teach her the process of casting, and the old man had refused her many times because he didn't want to break the oath he had made in front of Mu Yanping's mother.

In the end, the little girl played a scoundrel, went on a hunger strike, and knelt outside the old man's door and didn't get up, every time Master Ye drove her away, she would come back again, and it was almost five or six days, Master Ye was really afraid that something would happen to her if she was hungry again, so he had to agree to her. Mu Yanping was already delirious at that time, but she still had a smile on her face. From the day she was seven years old, she officially embarked on the path of becoming a craftsman.

In the next four years, Master Ye carefully taught him his own forging skills, and several times he wanted to leave a few hands to prevent her from falling deeper and deeper, but because he really cherished the talent of the little girl, every time he couldn't help but teach all his skills. His apprentice worked very hard, and never disappointed him in what he made, and on several occasions she was severely burned on her fingers in order to protect a few semi-finished pieces that were almost melted. But no matter what time it was, no matter how bad the situation was, she never shed a tear, and every time she failed, she just wiped the dust off her body and started over.

Every sword refiner generally needs to cultivate a fire attribute internal skill to assist him in refining iron, and later Master Ye even taught her the non-transmission method of this sect, Heavenly Fire Mixed Yuan Qi. This kind of internal strength, which is said to be only suitable for men with strong physique, has no side effects or discomfort at all in Mu Yanping, Mu Yanping's physical fitness is better than that of an average adult man, and he is already about 1.7 meters tall at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and he is even more handy at wielding a hammer of more than 100 catties. At that time, Mu Li had not yet made a living, and he was half a head shorter than her, so she always laughed at him for being a little man who was not tall.

"In the future, if Xiaohe wants to marry, he must marry someone who is willing to give you eyebrows every day. Mu Yanping looked at the eyebrows she had drawn for her sister in the bronze mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

"Wouldn't it be annoying for a boy to do this kind of thing every day? ”

"No, if he really likes you, he'll never be annoyed. Come on, come over here. Mu Yanping carefully trimmed Xiaohe's left eyebrow, she just wanted to put a stroke on Xiaohe's slightly thin right eyebrow, but suddenly someone snatched her pen from behind, and this kid made a smug grimace at her after he got it.

"Where did you run out of this little devil, and you dare to snatch my pen, it's against you!" Mu Yanping really didn't expect this little devil to run out from behind at this time.

"Don't call me Xiao Zizi anymore, I'm already about the same height as you, okay!" Mu Li was sixteen years old at this time, his bones were developing faster than ordinary children, and he was now almost one meter eight tall. Mu Yanping is nineteen years old this year, and she has now reached 1.8 meters. "I see that you are learning how to paint eyebrows, and you still say that you don't want to get married, you have to be together all the time, find someone who is willing to give you thrush every day or something, don't be ashamed, it makes me goosebumps!" Mu Li said and stuck out his tongue, pretending to be about to vomit.

"When have you been here, like a mouse in the ditch!" Mu Yanping and Xiaohe were blushing from his sneer, and the senior sister was even more annoyed, because most of these words were brought from her.

"I heard from Master that you bought some rouge, and I guessed that you must have to get it here to apply it to Xiaohe, and I have been hiding under the bed until you come in!"

Before they could come in, Mu Li stepped in and hid under Xiaohe's bed, he held back the urge to laugh several times, and what he was waiting for was this moment.

"Knowing that you dare to snatch what I painted on Xiaohe, you hurry up and give me the pen, otherwise I will really beat you!"

"Hehe, who's afraid of whom, otherwise we'll be here now. Mu Li's skills at this time are about to surpass his senior sister, they just tried it last month, this time Mu Yanping didn't get any bargain from him, so he has a lot of confidence to speak this time, he is no longer the little brother who can only be slaughtered by the senior sister, "That's it, buy me a roast chicken tonight in exchange, or I'll give it away!" It would be terrible to really provoke her senior sister and go crazy, so he was going to blackmail a roast chicken and accept it when he saw it.

"Roast chicken?" And Mu Yanping changed her painting style, and suddenly sneered, only to hear her say, "Isn't it easy to eat roast chicken, isn't it okay for Sister Hao to open a restaurant at the house that you just recognized, you go to beg people, be coquettish, twist your little buttocks, maybe it's not just roast chicken, people even take out your little liver and fry it for you, it's best to put a few more spoons of salt." ”

"People don't have the surname Hao, the surname is Han!" After hearing this, Mu Li's face immediately turned redder than the two sisters. Now in Mu Yanping's mouth, he is not only a little man, but also an out-and-out nymphomaniac.

"I don't care what her last name is, you hurry up and give me the pen!"

"I won't give it!"

"I see you're tickling your skin!"

In the originally small room, the pair of senior sisters and brothers staged a good show of catching up with me, and after a while, the senior sister grabbed the collar of the little junior brother and dragged him to the ground, and the two of them directly lay on the floor for a pen and pinched and scuffled each other, Mu Yanping and Mu Li's clothes were torn out several times, but the two had no intention of stopping, but there was a trend of intensification.

"Don't rob it anymore!" In the end, it was Xiaohe who pulled his throat and burst out to restrain the two madmen, "Are you sick!" She went up and gave Mu Li a kick to the calf, and Mu Li shivered in pain. In the process of scrambling, they inadvertently touched Xiaohe's wooden toys and dolls to the ground, Xiaohe squatted on the ground and wiped these toys with a handkerchief with a sad face, many of which were given by the two gods next to her on her birthday.

"Well, I'm sorry...... Don't be angry. Mu Li ignored the pain on his body and helped Xiaohe pick up things, he rarely saw Xiaohe roaring like this, and he couldn't smile anymore when he looked at her half-drawn eyebrows.

"Don't give me the pen yet. Mu Yanping was also a little unhappy.

"Give me the pen, but you have to promise me one thing. ”

"What the do you want, you still want to roast chicken!"

“...... I don't want to be how, I just want to...... Let me draw the remaining half of Xiaohe's eyebrows, and yours, your eyebrows should also be painted well, just as I apologize to you. "The junior brother who was still showing off his martial arts just now suddenly turned into a little sheep. Helping the two of them thrush may be his original purpose.

"But do you know thrush? ”

"It's okay, I can learn, I learn things quickly, you don't know, it just so happens that you can guide me by the side. ”

"Poof...... Alright, then you don't mess up. ”

Xiaohe and Mu Yanping were still amused by the boy in front of them, and the sixteen-year-old kid's mind seemed to have been stuck at thirteen or fourteen years old. The two of them sat obediently in front of the dresser, Mu Li's hands were very rough, and the hand holding the pen was shaking all the time, Mu Yanping was very itchy by him, and was even a little afraid that he would suddenly poke his eyes with a slippery hand. It took him an afternoon to finish painting the makeup of the two of them, but when they looked in the mirror, the two little beauties suddenly felt that they might not have to go out all day.