[Chen Qingling] I don't know why

"Sister Miaomiao!"

Wen Miaomiao looked back and saw that it was the shopkeeper's youngest daughter, "Hey, Xiaotuanzi, why is it you?"

"Look, sister, I'll eat it for you." Xiaotuanzi handed over a candied haws, "My mother said, brother and sister are life-savers, we want...to promise each other..."

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, my brother has a sister, you can't promise it. I don't want this candied haws sister either. We adults should save children, you know?"

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "It's really rare, you don't want candied haws."

Wen Miaomiao regretfully said: "I ate a little too much this morning..."

The little dumpling came over to tug Wen Miaomiao again, "Sister, sister, my mother is filling the wine over there, I'll take you there."

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji stood outside the tavern, watching Wen Miaomiao and Wen Ning wearing headscarves, helping to pretend to be the emperor.

"By the way, Lan Zhan, I just wanted to tell you, don't you think the timing of Jin Zixun's appearance is too coincidental? It's not too early, not too late, but today came to Caiyi Town. What's even more strange is that Jin Zixuan I don't know."

Lan Wangji shook his head, "It's just a guess."

Wen Miaomiao scooped up the wine, Wen Ning placed the bottle, and Jiang Cheng, who happened to have finished changing, also came, "Hey, you two bosses, how do you sell the wine!"

Wen Miaomiao quickly waved to him, "Come here, the proprietress said, give us a bottle of fifty bottles."

"Is there such a thing?" Jiang Cheng rolled up his sleeves, "I'll come too. What about Wei Wuxian? Let him pretend together."

"Then how can I do it, my little brother is talking about business, don't disturb him?"

Jiang Cheng disdains...he's the only one...holding a pile of books, holding a bamboo dragonfly grass butterfly dough man...Although the second son of the Lan family is standing next to him, he doesn't seem to be talking about serious business...

After working for a long time, Wen Miaomiao happily mentioned Liuhu Tianzi and smiled, "You guys have to hide it well, don't let Lan Zhan see it."

At dusk, the group returned to Yunshen's unknown place in a mighty way. Jiang Yanli had been waiting at the gate of the mountain for a long time, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a few people.

"You are not injured."

Wen Miaomiao tried her best to push away the crowd and came to Jiang Yanli's side with an overwhelming advantage, "Senior Sister, we are all fine, look at what I bought for you."

First he took out a piece of sesame seed cake from his pocket, and whispered: "There is meat in this one." Then he took out a small hand-made butterfly, and finally took out a small bunny made of dough from his sleeve, "Sister, take it." .”

"I also bought a short story book, let's read it together when we go back."

"Okay." The two of them held hands, and the pace of the people behind them also slowed down.

"oops."

Jin Zixuan squeezed past and bumped into Jiang Yanli, knocking off the little butterfly in her hand.Surprised on his face, he cupped his hands in apology: "Miss Jiang, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yanli also hurriedly saluted.

Wen Miaomiao poked and stretched out her foot, lightly stepped on the little butterfly, crushing...

"Oh! Senior Sister, Little Butterfly broke!"

This clumsy prop... If you step on it like this, it will be crushed into pieces...

Jiang Yanli said: "Miao Miao, don't..."

Wen Miaomiao insisted on acting, "Senior Sister, this is your favorite little butterfly, it's just gone!"

Jin Zixuan, who lost his follower, was really dull...cute, and bowed again, "I will pay Miss Jiang."

Jiang Yanli was shaken by Wen Miaomiao's arms, and could only say, "Thank you, Mr. Jin."

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In the middle of the night, Wen Miaomiao lay on the bed and flipped through the script.

Wei Wuxian climbed over the wall at night to give her medicine.

"Little brother! You are here!"

"Shh, be quiet."

Wen Miaomiao continued to flip through the book on her stomach, dangling her feet, enjoying the medicine service, "You didn't tell the senior sister that I was injured, did you?"

"Of course not, tell Senior Sister, she might stay up all night with you tonight."

Wen Miaomiao sighed: "Senior Sister is worried about the whole family. You were punished for copying books that day, and she didn't even eat dinner. Alas, you and Jiang Cheng know how to play on weekdays. You're not like me, you are a caring little padded jacket... "

Wei Wuxian didn't want to, "Yes, please, you're the best, you little padded jacket is planning to match up with Senior Sister and Hua Peacock, don't think I can't see it."

"No way, Senior Sister has a marriage contract with him, can't you just get in touch with him? She is busy with you all day long, so she doesn't have time to think about her own affairs."

Wei Wuxian wrapped the quilt up for her, but he just thought of Jin Zixun, so he decided to stop Wen Miaomiao, "I don't care about other things, you can't meddle in the matter of Senior Sister and the flower peacock, did you hear me?"

Wrapped like a caterpillar, Wen Miaomiao turned her head and protested, "I don't want it, I...um!" Sealing her lips with a kiss, her voice stopped abruptly.

Wei Wuxian was still holding Wen Miaomiao's quilt in his hand, imprisoning her so that she couldn't move, and both of them were breathing rapidly as they tossed and turned.

When Wei Wuxian let go, Wen Miaomiao's cheeks and lips were red, her eyes gleamed with water, very alluring, Wei Wuxian kissed again, "Are you obedient?"

Wen Miaomiao was bewitched like never before, she pursed her lips and nodded, "Well..."

Wei WuXian hugged the whole 'caterpillar' Wen Miaomiao with the quilt in his arms, and said with a smile, "What about you, you just eat, drink and have fun on weekdays, don't meddle in your lord's affairs, you know?"

Wen Miaomiao frowned, and finally stretched out both arms from under the quilt, pinched Wei Wuxian's face, and said, "Then you and Lan Zhan chatted for so long outside the tavern today, what kind of whispers did you have? "

"A grown-up's business."

"Humph.

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Wei Wuxian went back and passed by Jiang Cheng's window, and the smell of wine wafted in. He pushed the window violently, "You're hiding the emperor's smile! Brother Nie, you're here too!"

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you, come in quickly."

Nie HuaiSang: "Hey, this wine is really good!"

Wei Wuxian: "Of course, in Gusu, you have to drink Tianzixiao, which has a faint smell and a mellow taste, clear but not harsh, mellow but not demonic."

Jiang Cheng was disdainful: "Tch, drink as you drink, just like a human being."

Nie Huaisang said, "Brother Jiang, you can't say that. The so-called fine wine is better than a beautiful woman has existed since ancient times."

"That's right! Brother Nie is right."

Jiang Cheng tapped his knuckles on the table a few times, and sighed: "Oh, Wen Miaomiao told me today that you are not allowed to drink alcohol, you have already drunk two jars, I will see what you do."

Wei Wuxian took a sip of the wine and almost choked, "She, she, she...she didn't say anything."

"What were you talking about just now, alcohol is like a beauty, isn't it?"

Wei Wuxian became anxious, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say anything, Brother Nie can testify for me."

"Tch," Jiang Cheng said with a look of contempt for Wei WuXian, "I don't know how you can bear the warmth, you usually do things without thinking, and you're so fierce."

Nie HuaiSang said: "But I heard that Miss Wen's temperament is very similar to Madam Yu's, and Madam Yu even accepted her as an apprentice."

Jiang Cheng was a little embarrassed...shut up...

But Wei Wuxian refused to let him go, "With your standard, no one can stand you!"

"Hey, brother Jiang, what's the standard?"

Jiang Cheng said angrily, "Wei Wuxian, how dare you say that."

"Hahahahaha, I said what's the matter, beauty, natural beauty, gentle and virtuous, diligent and thrifty in housekeeping, what else is there?"

"Wei Wuxian, shut up!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

The three of them sat at the table and drank together, the moonlight was very good, and the moonlight came in from the window, it really spread a piece of warmth!But it turns out that drinking is better with the windows closed...

Wei WuXian raised his head, and saw Lan WangJi in white clothes standing by the window, expressionless, with stern eyes, black hair falling on his shoulders...

The three shuddered at the same time...

Wei Wuxian felt like he saw a ghost...

Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang think this is scarier than seeing a ghost...

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On the second day, Wen Miaomiao was violently awakened by Wen Ning who knocked on the door.

"Miao Miao, hurry up to the Discipline Hall! Mr. Wei, he..."

Wen Miaomiao didn't even have time to put on her shoes, so she ran away with her skirt in hand. This Jiang Cheng is really not trustworthy!

There was already the sound of the ruler being whipped in the courtyard of the Discipline Hall, and Nie Huaisang's ghostly cries and wolf howls were mixed in. Wen Miaomiao ran in and knelt at Lan Qiren's feet: "No more beatings, no more beatings."

Lan Qiren pulled out the hem of his clothes: "Keep calling me."

Wei Wuxian knelt straight, but there were bloodstains on the back of the white clothes. Wen Miaomiao was so distressed that she shouted, "Don't hit me! Uncle Lan, Uncle Lan, I really can't hit you anymore."

Nie Huaisang and Jiang Cheng were supported to one side, their faces turned pale, and they couldn't even speak.

Wei Wuxian could still laugh, "It doesn't hurt, you go out and wait for me first."

Wen Miaomiao stopped kneeling and stood up with bare feet. Wiping away tears, she pulled out the whip on her waist, and as soon as she whipped it down, the rulers in the hands of the two disciples flew away.

"Wen Miaomiao! Are you going to rebel?" Lan Qiren stretched out his hand angrily, and the ruler on the ground flew into his hand, "Okay, I'll beat it myself."

Lan Wangji also sternly said to the disciples beside him, "Hit!"

The disciple hurried over to pick up the ruler.

As expected, Lan Qiren's strikes were unusually heavy, Wei WuXian frowned, but still kneeled straight, not daring to shout.That little girl was really made of water, and after a while her big eyes were full of tears. She was obviously wronged because she was beaten.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Brother, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Lan Qiren's hands were a little unsteady, and his strength was much lighter.

Wen Miaomiao cried bitterly, "Also! Last time you lied to me, cheating children with age, I didn't say anything! Also, the last time your disciples went to eat sesame seed cakes in the inn, I didn't know what to do. No money! Woooooooooooooooooooo..."

The little disciple who played Lan Wangji was in a panic, as if he saw several sesame seed cakes, circling around him...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...you..."

"Hey, that's enough, that's enough!" Lan Qiren threw the ruler in his hand on the ground, "Don't talk about it! Get out of here! It's giving me a headache!"

Lan Wangji had bloodstains on his back, stood up holding a bichen support, glanced at Wei Wuxian and Wen Miaomiao who were on the ground, turned and left.

Wen Miaomiao hurriedly ran over to help Wei Wuxian, "Little brother, little brother, it hurts...does it hurt..." The bloodstain on Wei Wuxian's back was much deeper than that of Lan Wangji, and Wen Miaomiao didn't dare to touch him.

Wei Wuxian raised his hand to wipe her tears, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Wen Miaomiao helped him up, and smiled through tears: "It seems that you have grown up so much, and this is the first time you have been beaten so badly."

"Where, when I was young, before I went to Jiang's house, I was often beaten a hundred times worse than this."

"Oh, then you're pretty tough."

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small theater

The tiny bakery is going to cut the ribbon and open in Yicheng.

Xue Yang brought Xiao Xingchen and Song Zichen to join him.

Xue Yang: Xiao Xingchen, I'll give you this scum cake, and you can eat it standing outside the door.

Xiao Xingchen: Oh, okay.

Xue Yang: Song Zichen, come here, take this egg yolk cake and stand to the right.

Song Zichen: Alright.

Citizen A: Oh, these two young men are so handsome.

Citizen B: What did you eat? It looks good.

Crowd C: Let’s go, let’s go in and have a look.

Xiao Xingchen: Xue Yang... I always feel that something is wrong...

Xue Yang: What's wrong, look how happy Zichen is eating.

Song Zichen: Hey!Brother Xue, this is delicious!Give me another one!