Qu Qingmian goes to Yan Qiuyuan for two or three hours every day to study. He learns things very quickly and reads books quickly. He doesn't tell you at a glance, and he can recite the whole book after reading it once.

Yan Qiuyuan was surprised by his amazing memory, and at the same time he taught more attentively, not just letting him learn, but occasionally he would take him to relax, play chess, fish, watch the scenery, and paint.

Qu Qingmian thought of going to Yan Qiuyuan's house that day, her eyes were fixed on those calligraphy and paintings, and her big eyes were bright.

It was like competing. When it was late at night, he would spread his pen and ink and paint.

The ones who painted were not others, they were all Sangli.

But I never showed it to her, stacked it one by one, put it together, and hid it all.

Sangli has been selling fruit fish and ice cream for nearly a month, but its popularity has been lingering for a long time. Every day, people are still buying it.

Thinking that she would send Xiaomian to a private school tomorrow, she planned to take a day off and wrote a sign in advance to put it aside. When people who came saw it, many of them were reluctant to say that they were waiting for her.

It seems that being able to eat the cold food she sells is an indispensable part of the hot summer.

When I went back, Xiaomian used to studying at Yan Qiuyuan.

During this period, he had already recognized all the words and read nearly half of the books on the entire wall. This learning ability can be said to be one in a million.

Sang Li carefully considered whether there was any need to send him to a private school.

After all, Yan Qiuyuan was a Jinshi, and with his professor, Xiaomian was very smart and willing to study hard, the knowledge that he could learn in a private school was limited.

But when I think of another original intention, let Xiaomian contact more people, there is no more suitable place than a private school.

Sang Li did not change this decision.

The vines that were sick and dying in the yard grew green new leaves, climbing lively on the shelf, and they also produced several small green grapes.

The original string was completely mature. Sangli took it off, soaked it in clean water, washed it one by one and prepared to send it to your neighbor's house to find Xiaomian.

Stepping out of the threshold, a small figure pierced over, holding her legs with soft little hands, "Sister Lili."

Zhao Cuicui raised her head and hugged Sang Li. She had two more teeth recently, and her speech was a little leaky, "Where are you going?"

Since the last time the last time, Cao Yingxiu has not said hello to Sang Li. Later, he followed the trend to sell fruit fish and ice cream. Not only did he delay his own business, but he had not made any money, but he even counted all his resentment on Sang Li.

Every time I meet, I don’t care about it, but my nose is not the nose, eyes are not the eyes, and I don’t let Cuicui go to the neighbor’s house again.

But what made Cao Yingxiu depressed was that the girl looked gentle and soft-hearted, but in fact she didn't take any loss. She shook her face and the other party gave her a knife. Her big eyes rolled her eyes, not to mention how annoying she was.

The young man was even more worried. He was obviously a piece of meat that fell from his body, but he knew to run to other people's houses all day long, and he didn't listen to it, and insisted on going sneakily.

She had work to do every day, and she had no time to stare at Zhao Cuicui. She would always beat her when she was angry from time to time, and she would no longer use bamboo strips and would use whatever she touched her hand.

The scars cannot be left behind. Occasionally, there are a few pieces of blue and purple. Once again, Cuicui wanted to hide, but instead hit her face and bleeding from her nose. Cao Yingxiu felt distressed after every action. She always bought some food that her child likes to compensate, but as long as it doesn't go well, she still beat and scolded her at any time.

Sang Li touched Zhao Cuicui's soft little head, picked up a few grapes and stuffed them, "Of course I'm going to find you brother Xiaomian."

Thinking that the child hadn't come to see her for several days, he squatted down to check, "Have your mother beat you recently?"

Zhao Cuicui shook her head.

Although she was hit and bleeding from the nose two days ago, and even fell asleep at night, she still subconsciously felt that she could not say it. After talking, her favorite mother and Lili sister would have a dispute, and she didn't want to do this.

Sang Li didn't see the wound on her body, so she felt relieved, "Well, no matter who bullies you in the future, I will come to me. Remember, do you know?"

Zhao Cuicui nodded obediently, "Remember it."

Sang Li led the little girl to Yan Qiuyuan's house next to her and opened the door. The two of them were playing chess, without saying anything, only the sound of slapping.

She didn't bother, put the washed grapes aside, picked up Cuicui and looked quietly.

After the chess game, Sang Li proposed to have dinner together in the evening, "Xiaomian will go to a private school tomorrow. When I came back, I bought some vegetables."

Zhao Cuicui asked enviously: "Can you have many playmates when you go to a private school?"

Cao Yingxiu told her that she would send her to a private school in two years, and she didn't have to learn too much. It was enough to be able to read and settle accounts. Maybe she was afraid that she felt that it was hard to study, so she beautified and said that she could meet many friends.

This made Cui Cui always think about it. If she wanted to grow up quickly, maybe she wouldn't be so timid and introverted and could have a playmate.

It was early to rest in the evening, Sang Li prepared her new clothes and shoes in advance and supervised herself. She waited until Qu Qingmian lay down until she fell, and then returned to her room to rest.

The footsteps were light and disappeared, and the boy opened his eyes again.

Her nervous and concerned all showed how much she attached to him was like weaving a dream that made people unwilling to wake up and sink again.

In addition to Yaoshui Town, there are also several nearby villages who accept children. Some people come here early, carrying gifts, and nervously waiting for the admission ceremony.

The school has separate rooms and inner rooms. Children who have just entered school are naturally in the room, and their ages are different, ranging from seven to eight to fourteen or five years old.

It’s good if the older ones are new and looking around, they don’t make noise or make noise, while the younger ones are not good. Some of them are endlessly quarrels, and they are simply naughty kids.

Sang Li led Qu Qingmian in line and walked slowly in, his eyes wandering on the children.

They were all Xiaomian's classmates in the future, and some of them looked arrogant and arrogant, and they looked like they were thorny at first glance.

"Xiaomian, do you know if you have anything to do? If someone bullies you, tell me," Sang Li began to worry again, "Where are you not used to it, you should tell me, do you know?"

The boy was carrying a cloth bag with a brush and rice paper inside, and his expression was cold and calm.

Without receiving a response, Sang Li had to lean his body towards Qu Qingmian, then pressed his face to occupy his entire sight, "Is that good to be so tall if I don't want to talk?"

"Xiaomian, how can I feel at ease? I won't tell you if I'm bullied, I just know how to endure it in a quiet voice."

“…”

Qu Qingmian lowered her eyelashes and refused to look at the delicate and beautiful little face in front of her.

However, the girl refused to give up at all. She bent down and hooked her head to catch his gaze, and continued to ask stubbornly, "Is that okay?"

That one raised slightly, like a naughty kitten, hooking out his claws and scratching it lightly.

Qu Qingmian's eyes were unavoidable and he crashed into his glass-like eyes: "Okay."

Seeing the girl's eyes that were so happy that she bent up, she smiled and stood up straight and continued to walk forward. He was a little puzzled.

In her eyes, was he fragile and bullied?

I endure it in a quiet voice, I won’t.

Once he is considered a foolish and provocative prey, he will not care whether the other party is a monster, a human, or something else. He will do it if he kills the other party.

The first lesson of the entrance ceremony is "Pretending clothes".

The children need to gather together and stand in front of the school.

Some adults went back after giving instructions, while others couldn't bear to let go and pulled the child one by one, and then stood aside and refused to leave.

Sangli is the latter.

After checking and sorting out his clothes one by one, the Master led the children into the school.

There are fewer adults who are still here.

Sang Li stood outside the school, watching Qu Qingsleep through the window.

The Master led the children to perform the apprenticeship ceremony.

In front of the class are statues of Confucius. They need to worship three times first, and then bow to the Master one by one.

Under the solemn rules and etiquette, those who are naughty and active are much more honest.

The Master began to give them the cinnabar to enlighten their wisdom again.

When Sang Li saw the red color appearing on the boy's pale and cold face, it had a bit of enchanting and colorful color, which actually gave him a strange beauty.

Xiaomian looks so beautiful.

Not only did she think so, there were also a few girls of the same age among the children. Although they were shy, their eyes were still deliberately or unintentionally sweeping Qu Qingmian's face.

While sitting down, a little girl with melon-shaped face and apricot eyes smiled playfully, patted the seats next to the young man, and generously invited him to sit with him.

Sang Li's eyes lit up, and the girl had lost her youthfulness and tenderness. Her beautiful facial features had begun to show up. It is not difficult to see that she would definitely be a great beauty in two years.

This situation is much better than she thought.

Xiaomian never takes the initiative to contact others and is taciturn. It is naturally good for someone to take a step first.

Walk over quickly.

Sang Li secretly encouraged him in his heart, which was a good start to integrate into the new environment.

Qu Qingmian's Yu Guang and his heart were always by the window coffin, and she had been standing there without leaving.

I noticed that she seemed to be suddenly excited, and she was looking at something like a gecko. The boy turned his head, but found that her gaze was not looking at him. His eyes followed him and saw the girl smiling at him.

Qu Qingmian frowned and walked directly to the table on the other side to sit down.

Jiang Liuxin saw someone glance at her indifferently. Not only did she not sit down, but she was also far away. Her smile froze instantly and she turned her head in disbelief.

A boy of similar age sat down beside Qu Qingmian. The boy took the initiative to say hello, but he nodded symbolically and refused to say a word.

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