i became a fairy

Alvin, who sensed the aura of conspiracy, thought about whether he should hand the book back. But looking at the smile on Madeline's face, she knew it was unlikely. After hesitating for a moment, he put the book on his lap.

"The patriarch." She rolled her eyes, trying to gain some convenience for herself, and said, "Since I want to do this, then I won't have to do sewing anymore."

"Hey, why do you always think about being lazy?" Madeline said with disgust: "This book is for you to read when you are free, and it will not affect your work. I am not rushing you, you only need to read it when you are free. Just read it and write about it.”

"But" Alvin opened his mouth to defend, but was immediately interrupted by Madeline.

"Oh, by the way, if you don't tell me, I haven't remembered it yet." Madeline seemed to remember something again. She flipped through the book in her hand, found one, and said, "Well, here is another book about Elf. Sewing, it contains some sewing techniques from thousands of years ago. Take it, look at it with Nia and the others, discuss it, and then the two of you will write a book."

Alvin is not the only one who is responsible for sewing in the clan, there are also several other elders, among whom Nia is Elaine's mother.

"I" At this moment, Alvin just wanted to cry.

Why don't you say it's okay? If you say it, give me another book. Who am I to offend? You are so busy every day and you force me to write a book.

No matter how much Alvin regretted it, Madeline still handed the book over with a smile, and then said: "Well, that's it, there's nothing else. You should get it done as soon as possible about the book, preferably within a month. Leave it to me.”

Didn't we agree not to rush him before? Why did it become a month again? Alvin couldn't laugh or cry.

Seeing the change in Alvin's face, Madeline was afraid that she would say another word of rejection, so she stood up, raised the few remaining books in her hand, and said goodbye: "Well, you should be busy first, I have to go to Greta Home”

"You go well," Alvin said, suppressing Madeline's urge to pull back. She hesitated for a moment, then stood up to see him off.

Standing in front of the door, watching Madeline walk towards Greta's house, Alvin felt bored and a little gloating at the same time: Hey Greta, that little lazy pig will never be lazy again, right? Patriarch I still have several books in my hand.

Let’s talk about Mi Xiaoan

After leaving Madeleine's house, Mi Xiaoan picked up a few more fruits from the elf tree, ate them along the way, and hurried towards his home. When I was approaching the door of the house, I happened to see Aunt Greta sending Madeline out with a sad face.

"Hey, grandma, the patriarch." Mi Xiaoan quickly greeted him and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh An," Madeline seemed a little embarrassed when she saw Mi Xiaoan. She smiled and asked, "Nothing, just chatting with your Aunt Greta. Why don't you read a book?"

"I'm tired, let's see tomorrow." Mi Xiaoan chuckled and continued: "I didn't find you when I came out just now, so I closed the door for you."

"Oh, okay, I understand." Madeline nodded and said, "I'm going back right now. If you're tired, you should rest quickly."

"Okay, goodbye grandma." Mi Xiaoan waved to Madeline and then watched her leave.

Seeing Madeline gradually walking away, Mi Xiaoan turned his head towards Greta again, walked closer, and asked quietly: "Hey Aunt Greta, what is the patriarch grandma looking for you for?"

"Oh, nothing happened." Greta said with a gloomy look on her face, "I just arranged some work for me."

"Oh what kind of job?" Mi Xiaoan asked curiously.

"Why do you, a kid, know so much? Just do your own thing." Greta seemed to be in a bad mood, curling her lips and tapping Mi Xiaoan's head. Then he sighed with emotion: "Hey, you kids have so little work to do, you are so lucky."

Mi Xiaoan curled his lips when he heard this, and said that you are also very relaxed about us, right?

Greta is responsible for making wine in the family. Although it requires some skills, it is also the easiest job. She only needs to check the wine in the cellar every day to see if there is nothing wrong with it, and then she can happily run out to chat with someone.

"Well, Auntie, you still have something to do. You should go home first." Greta pouted at Mi Xiaoan's wooden house next door and said, "Keerna and the others seem to be still at your house. Go and watch them." Don't let them play too crazy and make them noisy."

"Oh, good-bye, auntie." Mi Xiaoan waved to Greta, then turned and walked towards his home.

Kelna and the others are just a bunch of naughty guys who are dishonest in everything they do, even reading. No, standing outside the door, you can hear waves of playful discussions coming from inside the house.

Shaking his head in amusement, Mi Xiaoan opened the door and saw Keerna and the others sitting neatly in a row. While reading the book, I still kept chattering.

"Hey," Kelna saw Mi Xiaoan coming in and asked, "Are you done?"

When we parted previously, he was afraid that they would pester him to read together again, so he told them that he was going to help Madeleine sort out the books.

"Well, I'm done." Mi Xiaoan replied. She walked over and sat down next to Keerna. She tilted her head and glanced at the book in her hand, and asked, "Hey, how many have you read? What do you think?" It seems to be the same one as before.”

"Yes, it's still this one." Kelna looked up with joy on her face and said, "For such a beautiful book, of course you have to read it word by word carefully. Otherwise, you won't be able to wait for the patriarch and grandma to take it away. I’ve seen An, do you want to come and see me too?”

"Forget it, I won't read it." Mi Xiaoan shook his head quickly and said, "You can see it for yourselves."

Just kidding, I’ve been watching it for a whole day and I’m still watching it. I want to kill me.

I looked at Shasha and others again. They were all reading the original book, but they had almost finished it. Although Mi Xiaoan complained about their reading speed, he didn't say anything. After all, they usually have very few opportunities to read books, especially when they can read books they like. It's not unexpected at all to do something like this.

Mi Xiaoan remembers that when he first read the novel, he read it several times in a row, even though the novel looked very clichéd from all aspects.

Next, Kelna and the others continued to read and chatted with great enthusiasm. Mi Xiaoan stayed beside them, watching them quietly. Occasionally, when he talked about topics that interested him, he would join in and chat with them for a few words.

After some time, it got completely dark and the words in the book were hard to read. Kelna and the others reluctantly closed the book, said goodbye, and walked home.

After they left, Mi Xiaoan sat on the ground for a while, then got up and packed the books on the bed again, yawned, lay down on the bed and started to sleep.