The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

Ever since Mo Cizhu became literate, she has fallen in love with running to the Library Pavilion, and the others are not used to it if the monkey is honest.

Mo Ciwan also found out that the little guy likes to watch her practice sword every morning and meditate with his disciples, and seems to spend the rest of his time in the Library Pavilion.

She was the one who looked for food, and the handwriting became more and more beautiful, but occasionally she wrote some words she didn't know.

Just like today, when Mo Ciwan took the food box to Zangshuge, Mo Cizhu was practicing calligraphy again, but the calligraphy was much simpler, and there was a copy of it that had already been written beside it.

In fact, Mo Cizhu doesn't want to do anything, she just wants to leave some memories, memories of that world, even though her family in that world is not considered happy, but it is not considered miserable, and her father and stepmother are not considered harsh to her , just not very familiar with it.

And she always has some good friends, but if you really want to go back, you don't really want to go back that much. Her character has always been to be at ease when she comes, and in this world, she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing.

When Mo Cizhu was in a daze, Mo Ciwan had already come in. She was a practitioner, but Mo Cizhu hadn't really practiced. Although he meditated with his disciples every day, he hadn't even drawn Qi into his body.

As soon as I came in, I saw the little guy in a daze, the pen in his hand was stained on the fine rice paper.

He reached out and took the pen in her hand: "What is Zhu'er thinking?"

Only then did Mo Cizhu realize that the heroine had actually come, and she smiled sweetly at Mo Ciwan: "I'm thinking about how to change the following words!"

Mo Ciwan did not miss the melancholy that flashed in her eyes just now, such eyes are not like what a six-year-old child should have, but looking around, the little guy's eyes are familiar with innocence, and there is a trace of trouble , she pouted, completely unaware that her little face was covered in ink.

Maybe she was thinking too much.

Reaching out her hand to wipe the ink on her face: "Why do you want to change the wording?"

Mo Cizhu tilted his head and muttered: "There are so many strokes, I am tired of writing, and my hands hurt."

After finishing speaking, Mo Cizhu trembled in his heart, his hands hurt, she actually said such words, bah, shameless.

Mo Ciwan chuckled, and continued to clean up the ink on his fair face: "But isn't it more tiring for Zhu'er to write two copies?"

"It seems to be." Mo Cizhu frowned, even more distressed.

"Besides, what should I do if others don't know the characters that Zhu'er changed by herself?" Haosheng Mo Ci said to the little guy.

"That's because they are stupid." Mo Cizhu curled his lips, the simplified characters are so simple.

Mo Ciwan pinched her nose: "Okay, they are stupid, but there are many idiots in this world."

Mo Cizhu couldn't help laughing, the heroine secretly despised others for being stupid.

"Okay, what will my sister eat today!" The cook will never admit defeat!

Mo Ciwan pinched her chin: "Don't move, it hasn't been cleaned yet."

Seeing the heroine wiping his face earnestly, Mo Cizhu praised himself in his heart for being awesome. This is the heroine who can make the cultivation world tremble with one sentence in the future.

Mo Ciwan wiped the ink off her mouth, grabbed her hand and wiped it for her, and let her go only after the little guy became clean again.

"Once father and mother go out, you don't have to eat in the front hall." Mo Ciwan reproachfully slapped her forehead.

Mo Cizhu held her arm and shook: "Sister will send it to Zhu'er~"

Mo Ciwan looked at her sly look, pinched her little nose, and then went to open the food box, which was full of Mo Cizhu's favorite food.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Mo Cizhu couldn't help his stomach growling.

There was warmth in Mo Ciwan's eyes, and he pulled her to sit down: "Eat."

"Sister is the best!" She hugged Mo Ciwan and kissed him, which made Mo Ciwan's face drool.

After eating, Mo Cizhu obediently cleaned up the mess he made in the morning.

Then he sat down next to Mo Ciwan who was sitting down to read a book. After all, it was still a child's body, and he fell asleep lying on Mo Ciwan's lap while sitting.

Mo Ciwan bent down and picked her up. The little guy seemed to be passive, and wrinkled his face in dissatisfaction.

"Go back to bed."

As if he understood what she said, he leaned his little face into her arms, and tightly clutched Mo Ciwan's skirt with his little hands.

There was more tenderness in Mo Ciwan's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously. What should Zhu'er be like in the previous life?It's also very cute, but in fact, Mo Ciwan doesn't remember the details so clearly, but it's only after reliving this life that he realizes that the people around him are so beautiful.

Another three years have passed, and Mo Cizhu has already recognized all the characters in this world, and he has almost read the books on the first floor of the Zangshu Pavilion.

She was sitting on the windowsill reading a book, holding an ancient book in her hand.

There are indeed a lot of things in Mo's library, even Mo Cizhu only saw one floor in a year.

She found that after coming to this world, her memory was better than before.

Every day, she has morning lessons with the disciples of the Mo family. Although she is still unable to practice, she remembers what the master said.

It will come in handy later.

The reason why I looked at it from the first floor was that she couldn't go to higher floors, but also because the world of novels is always full of all kinds of unreasonable things, such as many peerless cheats are in inconspicuous corners.

After turning the last page, Mo Cizhu got down from the window sill and put the book back. She has been conscientiously working as a book boy for the past three years.

One day, on a whim, I sorted out all the books on the first floor. Qin Yaozheng and Mo Cang went out for half a year, and when they came back, they found that their little daughter not only spent every day in the library, but also rearranged all the books in the library, making it more organized.

This surprised the couple.

Mo Cizhu showed them his paintings as if offering treasures. Looking at the immature paintings, the surprise was replaced by a smile. After all, it was a child.

But from that day on, Mo Cizhu's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting lessons were also arranged.

She couldn't help sighing, it was really tiring.

Now coming to Zangshu Pavilion is to sneak in from busy schedule.

Fortunately, she was also a literary girl in her previous life. Apart from piano and painting, it seems that she is really not very talented, and she still can't beat her with books and chess.

When Mo Ciwan found her, Mo Cizhu was sitting on a tree outside Zangshu Pavilion, covering his face with a book.

"What is Zhu'er doing up there?"

"Zhu'er is a little squirrel today, and the little squirrels live in trees." Mo Cizhu became bored again. He had finished reading all the books on the first floor. There are twelve floors in Mo's library, and the bottom one is the most common books. , the higher up the more precious.

"Why don't you read a book today?" Mo Ciwan landed next to her, also sitting on a branch.

"It's over, it's all over." Mo Cizhu muttered.

Mo Ciwan was also a little surprised. Although the books on the first floor were all ordinary books, it was not so easy to read them all. Didn't the little guy lie to her?

"Then sister will test you."

"What's the book in the first column of the third row of bookshelves?"

"Shen Xi's notes record all kinds of rare and strange stories about Shen Xi's life in this world. There is also a dragon in it that cannot be transformed into its original form because its horns were pulled out."

Mo Cizhu answered lazily. Mo Ciwan didn't know what book it was, but seeing Mo Cizhu's answer was so sure, she didn't doubt whether it was true or not.

"Why is Zhu'er so powerful?" Mo Ciwan said with a smile.

"That's right, my sister is the most powerful in the world, and Zhu'er is the second best in the world."

She will definitely not compete with the heroine for the number one in the world, nor will she brag!

Mo Ciwan felt that Mo Cizhu's admiration for her had reached an unmatched level, even those subordinates in the previous life could not do it.

"Mother is back today." Mo Ciwan and Mo Cizhu said.

Sure enough, the little guy who was lying down just now sat up with a book.

"Zhu'er went to find her mother."

As she spoke, she was about to slide down the tree. Who told her that although she lived in the cultivation world, she couldn't fly to the sky and escape from the ground at all. She climbed up the tree by the most primitive method.

Of course, Mo Ciwan would not let her slide down by herself, so he put his arms around her waist and fell to the ground.

Mo Cizhu kissed her habitually: "Thank you sister~"

After finishing speaking, he ran into the Library Pavilion, put the book back to its original place, and hurriedly ran to the front hall.

Mo Ciwan was a little helpless watching from behind, obviously he was not eager to see himself last time.

Mo Cizhu, who ran to the front hall, jumped into Qin Yaozheng's arms. It may be because his mother died early in the previous life, and he didn't enjoy much maternal love, so Mo Cizhu liked Qin Yaozheng very much.

This time Qin Yaozheng also brought her a lot of things back, all of which are gadgets. Of course, the gadgets in the eyes of Mrs. Mo's family are all treasures in the eyes of others.

For example, this blood jade has the function of washing the marrow and cutting the veins.

There is also the small knife that was brought to her. Mo Cizhu liked those particularly delicate things since childhood, so the two of the Mo family saw these things as if they brought them back for her.

Mo Cizhu happily took the knife, and danced a few times casually. Although there was no aura, the movements of his hands still looked good.

Although she can't practice, she still asks Mo Ciwan to teach her how to practice sword occasionally.

"Thank you mother~" Mo Cizhu kissed her.

Mo Cang coughed beside him, and Mo Cizhu smiled and said thank you to Mo Cang.

Only then did Patriarch Mo nodded in satisfaction.

Qin Yaozheng pulled Mo Cizhu to say something, and asked her what she was doing recently, but Mo Cizhu answered obediently.

Then his eyes rolled: "Father, mother~ Zhu'er wants to go to the second floor, can I?"

Mo Cizhu was sure that these two were daughter slaves, and if she spoiled her two daughters badly, she would definitely agree if she acted like a baby. Anyway, there would be no real restriction until the fifth floor or above.

"Okay, but have you read all the books on the first floor?"

"It's over! My sister has passed the exam!" Mo Cizhu confessed to Mo Ciwan without hesitation.

Mo Ciwan, who just came over, nodded when he heard her words: "Father, Zhu'er has indeed finished reading."

Qin Yaozheng and Mo Cang looked at each other with surprise in their eyes. If they were practitioners, it would take them two years to see with their spiritual sense. The youngest daughter is only nine years old. This kind of memory is really amazing.

"Zhu'er is really powerful. From now on, you can freely enter and exit the floors below the fifth floor with your mother's jade pendant, but you are not allowed to go above the fifth floor."

Mo Cizhu nodded obediently: "Okay!"

Just kidding, she won't mess around. After all, there is a system for other people to wear books. She is alone, has nothing, and has no capital to mess around.

What a terrible word.

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