Our whole class has traveled through time

"Look." After dinner, Qian Xiaoxiao took out the invitation card he received during the day.

"Are we going too?" Song Xiaomiao was the first to get it.

"Where?"

Everyone immediately surrounded Qian Xiaoxiao.

"Isn't it written here? Students of Shuren Private School." Song Xiaomiao handed the invitation to everyone.

"Last time someone called us 'from Dream Hometown', and now they call us 'from Shuren Private School'. How did they know that?"

"That's a very good question."

"Teacher, you know?"

"I do not know."

Crowd: ...

"Teacher, shall we go then?"

"Do you want to go?"

"have not thought……"

"Is there anything fun?"

"Are there many people?"

"Uh, there should be a lot of people. Do you want to go?" Qian Xiaoxiao asked again.

Everyone looked at Qian Xiaoxiao, then looked back at Song Yan, who was sitting at the top of the hall.

Song Yan now treats them docilely.

Qian Xiaoxiao immediately understood that these guys wanted to go but didn't dare to go.

"Mr. Song, how about a day off the day after tomorrow?"

Everyone looked at Song Yan expectantly.

"Okay, but..."

"It's okay, just be happy."

"Go, go." Song Yan simply waved to them to go.

"Long live Mr. Song."

"Oh, my ancestor." Song Yan was so frightened that he slipped from the armchair to the ground.

"Mr. Song."

"Don't you dare shout, "Long live." Then he made a beheading motion.

"Hiss." Everyone subconsciously touched their necks and felt a cold air coming up.

This is too scary.

"That's it, you are still attending the banquet? Do you understand the etiquette at the banquet?" Song Yan curled his lips and said.

"Ahem, that's too serious." Qian Xiaoxiao came to the rescue.

"Tomorrow, you go out to the city to find a nanny and come back. If you want to go out without shame, you have to learn some etiquette." Song Yan told Qian Xiaoxiao.

"Is there anyone here who specializes in teaching this?" Qian Xiaoxiao asked in disbelief.

"Of course, most of them are nuns from the palace or from wealthy families."

"Hey, my knowledge has increased again." Qian Xiaoxiao didn't expect that attending a banquet would have so many details.

At night, Qian Xiaoxiao tossed and turned on the kang and couldn't sleep. She felt as if she had forgotten something.

"By the way, it's the account book. That account book seems to have belonged to a rice merchant before. Could it be the Tang family's? Where did I put it? Where did I put it... I'll think about it, I'll think about it."

"I bought vegetables that day. When I got home, I washed the rice first and then prepared to take out the vegetables in the basket. Then I saw something rolled up in brown paper. Then I opened it and looked at it. After reading it, I wrapped it up again. , I put it, put it, where can I put it in the kitchen?"

As she said this, she put on her clothes and got up.

"Idiot, on top of the cupboard, you've been thinking about it for a long time, and I'm worried about you." The little demon really couldn't stand it.

"You should have known that you wouldn't say anything." Qian Xiaoxiao was speechless.

"Looking at how stupid you are, I want to see how long it takes for you to remember. Don't you think it's strange? The Tang family has never interacted with you, so why would they send you an invitation?"

"Maybe I'm famous!"

"How big do you think your face is?" Xiaoyao said, biting the last word "face" heavily.

One person and one demon, no, one person and one immortal, they walked and talked until they reached the kitchen.

"Sister, you don't even know how to get a lamp."

There was someone following her, and Qian Xiaoxiao could be heard talking to himself throughout the whole process, as if he was chanting sutras.

Qian Xiaoxiao usually communicates with Xiaoyao consciously. Unless she sometimes shouts when she gets emotional, no one will know that she is talking to Xiaoyao.

When she got to the kitchen, she realized that it was pitch black.

"The account book is on top of the cabinet. I can reach out and touch it." She wanted to say angrily to the little demon, but she didn't expect that the people following her would hear it.

"Ledger?" Could it be that she was the woman mentioned before?

Shen Yi recalled that he had previously caught a spy from Yan State lurking in Jingcheng, but the key account book was missing, and he had to give up the subsequent arrest operation. Regardless of whether it was true or not, he could not let the account book be taken away by others.

Shen Yi walked up behind Qian Xiaoxiao and struck with his palm. Qian Xiaoxiao only felt a heavy weight on his neck and didn't know anything. The little demon hadn't said "there's someone behind him" yet.

Shen Yi held Qian Xiaoxiao, and then touched the account book on the top of the cabinet with his hand.

After touching the account book, he looked at Qian Xiaoxiao who fainted, thought for a moment, picked up Qian Xiaoxiao with the account book, climbed up to the roof using Qinggong, and flew directly from the roof to the backyard.

After placing Qian Xiaoxiao on the kang, he opened the kraft paper of the account book. What appeared in front of Shen Yi was the account book that they almost dug three feet into the city without finding it.

"It's really hard to find a place when you step through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it."

Originally, Shen Yi felt very bored tonight. Thinking of Qian Xiaoxiao counting money and hiding money that night, he thought it was really fun, so he arrived at Qingsong Lane without knowing it. Just when he arrived at the door of Qian Xiaoxiao's house, he heard Her nagging voice followed her to the kitchen.

Shen Yi looked at the account book in his hand and then at Qian Xiaoxiao on the kang.

He rolled up the account book, wrapped it, put it in his chest, opened the door and left.