Sudden HE with the villain

Qing Ping thought, junior sister knew how to care about her elders at a young age, she is really a very good child.

This person's nature has never been bad, but unfortunately fate has played tricks, and he will always fall into various unbearable situations.

She thought again, in this life, she watched Gu Xiyue grow up with her own eyes, raised her well, and there was no inhumanity or Shura, so she wouldn't be the same as before.

After eating the noodles, Gu Xiyue was satisfied, raised her head and smiled at Qingping.

In winter, a bowl of steaming, fragrant chicken noodle soup is enough to bribe an immature child who thinks he is upright.

When Qingping was about to collect the bowls to wash, the child suddenly volunteered, "Sister, let me do it."

"Ok?"

Gu Xiyue's face was a little burning, "Mother taught me to repay her kindness."

She doesn't want to be a lazy person who receives favors for nothing.

Jiang Bujing winked quietly at Qingping, as if asking for credit: "Look, how about the junior sister I accepted for you?"

Qingping put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at the child with softer eyes, "No need, just leave these things to the master, she will be unhappy if you steal her work."

Jiang Bujing:? ? ?

Gu Xiyue tilted her head and looked at Jiang Bujing ignorantly, "Really?"

"How is it possible..." Jiang Bujing was about to deny it, and suddenly saw Qingping playing with the luminous cup in his hand. The cup was thrown in the air, and it was caught again. Said: "How could it be fake! As a teacher, I have always been such a diligent and simple person!"

The child's eyes became brighter, "Master, you are well."

Qing Ping put the luminous cup on the table, smiled and said: "Master, please."

It turned out that she did all the housework by herself, but she changed her mind just now.

Jiang Bujing is too indulgent to set a good example for Yue, that won't work.

As a master, you should behave like a teacher.

Jiang Bujing let out a long sigh, and walked towards the back kitchen with a sad face.

Gu Xiyue sat on the small bench, resting her chin on her hands, and met Qingping's eyes, thinking that she had sneaked into her bed last night, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

My mother said that girls should be reserved and not sleep with anyone except their future husband-in-law.

But last night, the senior sister and I fell asleep together.

She is not my husband...

Qingping saw the child's eyes flickering and her eyeballs flicking wildly, wondering what she was thinking about.

She sighed inwardly, wiped the table clean, put down the rag, walked to the child and squatted down, "Junior Sister, shall I take you out to play?"

"Okay!" Gu Xiyue grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, rarely saw snow, and had long been itching to see the broken silver outside the door. Hearing Qingping's words, he immediately agreed happily.

However, she immediately realized that she was very unrestrained, far from the ladylike demeanor taught by her mother, so she lowered her head slightly and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Thank you, senior sister."

Qingping took out the winter clothes he had worn when he was a child, and put them on for her, and when he was about to fasten the skirts for her, his eyes froze, and his hands trembled slightly.

The lights were dim last night so I couldn't see clearly, but today I discovered that there was a red birthmark the size of a copper plate on Gu Xiyue's snow-white neck.

It's like being pierced by something.

She looked at the cinnabar mole between the child's eyebrows in a blink of an eye, and remembered that she had pierced the center of Yue's eyebrows with an ice edge during the decisive battle in the last world.

Are the two birthmarks a coincidence?Or she also...

"Sister?"

Qingping came back to his senses, put her clothes on calmly, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing."

The ground where the new snow was piled up was soft, as if it had been covered with feathers.Gu Xiyue ran around in the snow, her laughter was as clear as a silver bell.

Qing Ping originally had the skill of stepping on the snow without a trace, but when his eyes touched the small footprints, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he stopped practicing his skills and walked slowly on the snow.

In the open and crystal-clear snow, two long lines of footprints followed each other, extending into the distance.

Gu Xiyue suddenly stopped, squatted down, pointed to the small nest in the withered grass with her fleshy little finger, and said strangely: "There are bird eggs here!"

Several white eggs the size of pebbles lie quietly in a nest made of weeds.

Gu Xiyue stretched out her small hand to touch the cold bird's egg, and said worriedly: "It's so cold, won't the bird freeze to death?" She probed around and looked around, the snow was white and there was nothing, "Where's the mother bird?"

"Maybe it's someone else's dinner."

Gu Xiyue looked at her in disbelief, her dark eyes were as bright as crystal, "The bird is so cute, how can I eat it?"

The corners of Qingping's mouth twitched slightly, "Junior Sister, do you still remember the chicken soup you drank just now?"

The child fell silent.

An hour later, the scrambled eggs were as bright as gold on the plain white plate.

Gu Xiyue picked up a chopsticks of fragrant scrambled eggs, put them in her mouth to chew for a while, and said two words that would resonate with many people in the world even after a thousand years——

"It's delicious."

After a few days, it is the New Year's Eve.

Qingping never cared about festivals, and Jiang Bujing was drunk all day, so naturally he didn't care.

So when a child asks, "Why don't we celebrate the new year?"

The two of them were taken aback, only to realize that winter has another meaning besides the three words of heavy snow, poverty, and eating carrots.

Jiang Bujing asked tentatively, "Apprentice, how much money do we have left?"

"Five taels of silver."

Jiang Bujing heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Enough is enough, let's go down the mountain to buy some new year's goods, this is Yue'er's first year in our teacher's school."

Qingping nodded, "Okay."

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, but it was not difficult for those who practiced martial arts to go down the mountain.

Jiang Bujing held Gu Xiyue in his arms, and used his lightness skills to walk with Qingping.

Frozen for thousands of miles, snow drifting for thousands of miles, a vast expanse of whiteness.Gu Xiyue wrapped her arms around Jiang Bujing's neck, the body of the martial arts practitioner was very warm, but her hands were so cold that they slipped into Jiang Bujing's collar unconsciously.

Jiang Bujing shuddered, his feet slipped, and he almost fell on the ice.

Gu Xiyue reacted suddenly, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw her hand, but Qingping held it down.

"Just let it go," Jiang Bujing sighed, subconsciously hugging the child even tighter.Although she was not cold, she still couldn't help sighing: "My friend, my friend, you two are really my little friends."

The hands are warm, like being on the stove.

Gu Xiyue turned her head to look at the slender and tall figure of her senior sister again, feeling warm in her heart.

Just like snuggling in father's arms and listening to mother's stories, it feels at ease and comfortable.

Every household in the small town at the foot of the mountain hung red lanterns, and red blessings were pasted upside down on the door.

The sound of firecrackers crackled in the alley, arousing several watchdogs to bark wildly.

They bought couplets, red blessings, and red paper, and bought Gu Xiyue a lot of sweets and snacks for children, fireworks and firecrackers. After a busy half a day, they walked to a restaurant that was only open for dinner.

An old storyteller sat in the middle of the restaurant, telling anecdotes about the world.

He said: "The devil's palace does all sorts of crimes. Fortunately, the Hezhong Zong family took the initiative and invited Jinghong Jian Jiangying to come out of the mountain, and combined with the righteous way of martial arts, they picked this devil's cave out."

An innocent boy asked, "Jiang Ying? Who is Jiang Ying?"

The old man took a sip of his tea and slapped the gavel.

"By the way, Jiang Ying, a girl with a masculine appearance, is not only tall, mighty, mighty, but also has a lot of body hair. Every morning, if you don't shave off your upper jaw and body hair carefully, you will be indistinguishable from a man!"

Qing Ping's hand holding on to the teacup trembled slightly.She nonchalantly glanced at the embarrassed Jiang Bujing, then lowered her eyes slightly.

Gu Xiyue pricked up her ears, but she listened very carefully, and sincerely sighed, "Wow! There are such strange people!"

The old man talked for a long time, but it was nothing more than some common routines in the scriptures, such as heroes saving the beauty, going to the meeting alone, his tongue was full of flowers, and he described Jiang Ying as a girl who went to heaven and earth and made all kinds of supernatural powers. brake.

Jiang Bujing kept his head buried in drinking.

"The hero in the river insisted on keeping Jiang Ying, but in the end he wanted to give up the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. He never thought that Jiang Ying just laughed and strode away..."

Jiang Bujing shook the porcelain cup in his hand, stared at the swaying water with drunken eyes, and read softly: "I am a madman from Chu, Feng Ge laughed at Kong Qiu.

Holding a green jade staff, looking away from the Yellow Crane Tower. "

The Five Sacred Mountains are not far away in search of immortals, and I would like to travel to famous mountains in my life..."