refuse to be a teacher

next morning.

It was a rare heavy rain in the sand-buried northern region, as if it was the last bit of stubbornness before the cold dew.But if you insist on it, you still don't have much backbone, first you pinch drop by drop with brute force, reluctant to let go, and when your temper suddenly surges up, you start to smash down.

Miss Yunqiao got up earlier and was busy setting up a bed and quilt outside the stone house to dry. Now it was raining rustlingly, and the yellow sand that broke the embankment sank to the ground one after another, and was sticking to it endlessly. On the thin layer of fabric, she rushed to dress Yun Zhehuan again, went back and forth a few times, and forgot about drying the quilt. The pity that the brand new bed sheet was stained with rain and sand, and soon disappeared. It was dyed sallow, but fortunately, the other maid, Yun Pan, was still awake, and she came back with an umbrella and a wet quilt that was half a person's height, caught the little girl who had forgotten, and asked softly: "Yunqiao, you I lost my soul, so throw the big quilt outside to bask in the rain?"

Yun Qiao was concentrating on drawing Yun Zhehuan's eyebrows at the moment. Hearing the sound, both of them turned their heads, and saw that the quilt was still seeping dirty water, which was really horrible.

Yun Zhehuan got excited after just looking at it, and he refused to draw his eyebrows anymore. He looked straight at Yunqiao and asked with a smile: "What about you, Yunqiao, you lost your soul, and you were absent-minded early in the morning!"

Yun Qiao blushed, she didn't know what she was thinking about, she just waved her hands and denied it: "What's the matter, I saved too much work at hand, and if I didn't pay attention, I would forget it... Hey, anyway, the quilt will be covered later. I just wash it again, you guys don't make fun of me anymore..."

"Eh? There's no reason why you've done something wrong and don't let people tell you?" Yun Zhehuan raised a pair of beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows, glanced at her, and argued with her, "Look at you, your face is so red as It looks like a monkey's butt, where is it in Sichun? Or did you not wear gauze when you went out yesterday?"

When Yun Qiao heard it, her face became even more flushed, and when her temper came up, she just focused on fighting back: "Sister Zhe Huan is the one who sleeps until the sun rises on weekdays, and she got up very early today, and she put on powder and Cheek-painted, who are you going to show it to?"

"Anyway, it's not for you to see." Yun Zhehuan took the bronze mirror in one hand, and all the extraordinarily bright faces were reflected in his eyes, like flowers that only bloomed in early spring.

Young girls are always charming and lovable. Yun Qiao looked at her with envy and longing, wishing she could pretend to be like her as soon as possible——Yun Pan is a sensible and mature girl, only looking at Yun Zhe Huan was obsessed with obsession, so he couldn't help but want to ask her: "Zhe Huan, are you sure... that Mr. Xue who came yesterday is the one you met in Guli Town more than 20 years ago." That one?"

Yun Zhehuan didn't even think about it, and said bluntly: "I think... probably not."

"Huh? No?"

Yun Pan and Yun Qiao were startled at the same time, and they even asked in unbelief: "Then why are you so attentive...?"

"I see that since you went to the Central Plains to search for seals, you look very happy. I thought you found that young master..." Yun Qiao frowned and murmured, "It was the same yesterday, and I ran away excitedly. Going out to meet him... After a long time, it turned out not to be!"

"Although they are not, but...their appearance is really alike, very alike." Yun Zhehuan faced the bronze mirror, and the soft smile on the corners of his lips became unexpectedly sweet and alluring, as if this In the world, there are no two people with similar looks. To her, even if they are different, they can overlap invisibly as time goes by.

It is actually very unreasonable for a person to constantly cherish and recall the long-term memories of the past. An old event more than 20 years ago left an extremely deep mark on Yun Zhehuan's heart. It may be difficult for others to imagine what she is so persistent about. Only she knows that some cherished things What kind of feeling does it feel to abruptly walk away from the side, like a mouthful of sweet honey that touches the edge and is snatched away by someone's backhand—the longing and anxiety that can't be loved in the end , is a lock that has imprisoned her for many years.

Perhaps because he has never experienced it before, Yun Pan can't understand such complex emotions.She said: "Zhe Huan, how can there be such a way of liking? The one who sold away from the town before saved your life and helped you a lot, but those... and the one we know now , there is no connection at all..."

"That's right, sister Zhehuan, you've been thinking about that man from the Central Plains since you were a child. We all know that when Mr. Xue first arrived yesterday, I was secretly happy for you." Yun Qiao also said with a strange expression, "But you just said this morning He's not, it's just that he looks alike, you shouldn't... just think about that skin, right?"

"How is it possible?" Yun Zhehuan laughed twice, stretched out his hand to fix the bun with a silver hairpin, and said with a normal expression while busying around, "Xue Lanyin is not bad, it's fun to be alone, Every time I see him, I can always think of the one I met 20 years ago, I don't even know the name, but I can't forget it no matter what..."

Hearing this, Yun Pan couldn't help sighing: "Oh...you really have become an idiot. But Zhe Huan, if you have that kind of affection, others may not have that kind of intention - it is very difficult for you to call a man from the Central Plains. He has his own foothold in the Baiwu tribe, let alone a man who is the patriarch, what is the difference between letting him marry here? Can a man from an ordinary man's family bear this humiliation?"

"How can this be called humiliation? A man who is the head of the clan, how much face does he have to say?" Yun Zhehuan wondered, "Besides, this horoscope has not been written yet. If you let him marry, he will marry. Wouldn't that be too easy to talk about?"

Yun Pan shook his head, and said worriedly: "You yourself know how difficult things are, and he is not the person you miss so much, so why throw your mind on him?"

Yun Qiao also touched her nose, and answered the words coyly: "I also think that Mr. Xue and Mr. Yan have a really good relationship. If sister Zhe Huan wants to keep Mr. Xue in the Baiwu tribe, their master and apprentice The two of you will be separated, Mr. Yan must not be willing to part with it..."

Yun Zhehuan was just about to say something, but suddenly he didn't know where his tendons were bumped, so he suddenly raised his head, stared at Yunqiao with a blunt smile and said, "I said Yunqiao, you don't care. Who's that name?"

Yun Qiao asked blankly, "Who? Mr. Yan?"

"Ouch! You really... laughed my big teeth off!" Yun Zhehuan slapped the table with a grinning grin, "You called him...'Young Master'? You know how old he is, so you just call him Young Master." ?”

Yun Qiao's ears turned red, and she said in a panic: "What? I see that he is very young and beautiful, at most in his early twenties, what's wrong with calling him a son?"

"You're blind! His hair is so white, what's the matter... he must be over a hundred years old." Yun Zhehuan pretended to lean on the armchair with his legs crossed, as if he was deliberately imitating Yan Jue's usual condescending arrogance Gesture, "Yunqiao, you don't know, this stinky old man has a bad temper, I saw it yesterday..." After speaking, Wuzi narrowed his eyes again, curled his mouth, and moaned through his nose in a strange way : "'Are you threatening me?'——'What? You want to drag me into the water?'"

——Don't say it, the learning seems to be so interesting, and the sarcasm in Yan Jue's speech is squeezed out, and it sounds weird.

The two girls, Yun Qiao and Yun Pan, were listening and watching, and they were all stunned by the same token—but seeing Yun Zhehuan's reaction now, she probably disliked Yan Hao very much, but she also had a crush on his precious apprentice. If you are interested, how can you do it?

Yun Qiao lowered her brows and eyes, secretly watching Yun Zhehuan's extravagant use to discredit Yan Jue, as if she really wanted to excuse her judgment: "Sister Zhehuan, you can't do this, if you really want Yan... Mr. Yan gave up his apprentice to you, so you can't make him angry, everyone is kind, so there is a chance to marry this in-law, right?"

"Then what should I do to him?" Yun Zhehuan sneered, collected his face again, continued to fiddle with the pile of jewelry spread out on the table, and said out of boredom, "I can't make him angry, but his behavior is like It's like everyone in the world owes him a debt, so why should I coax him?"

Yun Pan thought for a while, then calmed down his voice, and patiently explained to her: "Zhe Huan, Mr. Yan is now a distinguished guest in the clan, and everyone is staring at him, but the old patriarch is only hoping that he can solve Jielong. It's printed—you say you... Even if you don't make plans for Mr. Xue's affairs, at least for the sake of our Baiwu people, you have to have a good relationship with him for a while, right?"

Have a good relationship?

... She and Yan cheated?

Yun Zhehuan squinted at her: "According to what you said...how can we have a good relationship?"

Yun Pan said: "It's rare for you to get up so early, why don't you send him some food, such as the old man's favorite cakes, rice porridge, etc., take a little, and take the opportunity to find out more about Jielong Seal. If we get together after this and that, won't we have a good relationship?"

Suddenly hearing the words, Yun Zhehuan almost jumped three feet high: "You, you... want me to deliver food to that Yan?"

Yun Pan nodded and said: "Otherwise? Mr. Xue is also with him, if you go to have breakfast with them happily, wouldn't you kill two birds with one stone?"

"No...I'm not going!" Yun Zhehuan rolled his eyes, slapped the table, stared straight at Yun Qiao in the corner and said, "Yun Qiao, you go!"

Yun Qiao froze, and immediately said, dumbfounded: "Ah? What?"

"Go there in person and deliver breakfast to that Mr. Yan, and by the way...by the way, say something nice to me." Yun Zhehuan waved his hands impatiently, "I'm too lazy to sit at the same table with him for dinner , to die..."