traditional marriage abo

"Hey."

Faan sighed gloomily, finding it difficult to raise children.

"What's the matter?" Lilian sat down beside him, gloating, "Your admiral finally showed your face?"

"Not at all!"

Fa'an immediately patted the table, his cheeks puffed up a little angrily, and soon shrunk down sadly. "I'm thinking that the thinking of young people nowadays is really hard to understand!"

He was ashamed to say that his younger brother was in the military academy and he imagined an O for himself, so he could only euphemistically mention the current trendy novels of O.

"It's not incomprehensible."

Unexpectedly, Sivir actually said, "I will take a look occasionally."

"!"

Fa'an's eyes widened, and he and Lilian turned to look at him.

"Don't look at me like that..." Sivir was amused, "Can't I see?"

"But you..." Lilian stared at her elder brother indescribably, "Are you reading these books while reading 'Introduction to Royal Etiquette'?"

It is not easy to be an imperial concubine, the introduction to royal etiquette is as thick as the imperial encyclopedia!

"It's because it's too boring." Sivir coughed lightly.

"I also need to find some adjustments."

Fa'an nodded, his arms were propped on the wooden table, his head was supported softly on the palms, and the bright blond hair was winding down his forearm like a waterfall, covering a small piece of the table.

He looked at Sivir's demure profile, and felt that the novels that Sivir could take time to read, even if they were used as a diversion, probably had more or less meaning in existence, not just interesting like he did.

"Then Sivir." He asked earnestly with an inquiring attitude, "What do you think those books moved you about?"

Sivir was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to ask this, he pondered for a moment before he was unsure.

"Because they're... funny?"

"..."

Fa'an was speechless, thinking that there was indeed a problem with his younger brother's aesthetics.

what happened?Orr was not like this when he was a child!

Don't look at the cold look of Orr Ansherhewe Nickland now, but he was very crying when he was a child.He was fat and white, two years younger than Fa'an, his whole body was chubby, and his limbs were like lotus root joints.

At that time, Faan liked to tease him the most, and once again he teased him too much, causing Ole to twist his body and roll off the bed. Faan, who was not very old at that time, was frightened and forgot about AO's body all of a sudden. There is a difference in quality, and he rushed to the ground to catch Orr who fell down.

It felt like a mass of thick cotton balls hit his body, but it didn't hurt. Fa'an vaguely felt that Orr bounced on him.

When he was a child, Orr loved to cling to him the most, and he didn’t have the independence of A at all. When his parents were still alive, they jokingly asked him whether he liked his father or his elder brother. Little Orr always had to think for a long time with a straight face, and then said childishly Seriously.

"Don't ask such naive questions, Dad, you are different from your brother."

"I like you for my father. My brother is different. I will marry him when I grow up."

After hearing this, the mother and father burst into laughter, and Fa'an, who had hugged him and listened to him, kissed each of them hard on the face, feeling overwhelmed with joy.

"Why are you so cute? Huh? How did I give birth to a baby like you!"

If the father was there at this time, he would immediately come up to ask for credit.The tall and burly Alpha seemed to be tamed, and kissed his mother and father's face triumphantly and flatteringly.

"How else can I live! Of course it's because of me..."

Then he was slapped lightly by his parents.

To this day, Fa'an still remembers the smiles of his mother and father at that time, being hugged by his father, hugging him and Orr, as if he already owned the whole world.His thin face reveals the softness of motherhood from the inside out, and the love for this family fills every fine line on his face, making him plump in love and radiant even in illness.

Orr has grown up with an ideal type he can't understand now.But for Fa'an, O's template is his parents, his ideal.

……

"Fa'an, Fa'an!"

Lilian gently pushed him, "Why are you in a daze? Teacher Qian is here, sit down quickly!"

"oh oh!"

Fa'an woke up from the memory, raised his head and met Mrs. Qian Lixiu's squinted eyes, hurriedly adjusted his sitting posture, and sighed in his heart that it was all caused by Orr!

Qian Lixiu looked away from Fa'an and said calmly.

"Classes begin."

"I left homework for you in the last class, and now I will show you your results."

O in the classroom started their hands one after another, and took out the small tea pot given by Sen Rikyu from the small bag beside him.

Fa'an and Sivir also took out the jar and opened it on the small wooden table. The tea in the jar was the same as when they first got it.

But then, Fa'an continued to take out a large empty bottle from his bag. Like him, the Sivir brothers and sisters poured all the tea in the jar into it, and then poured it into the hot water in the thermos they carried with them.

The instant the hot water was poured down, there was a burst of tea fragrance in the cup, and the two kinds of tea leaves with different weights were sinking and floating, and soon separated into two layers.

Not only them, many Os came up with the same method, and the aroma of tea soon spread throughout the classroom.

There were also two kinds of tea leaves that had already been sorted on some O's tables. Sen Rikyu checked a few and nodded.She wandered around the large classroom, and to some surprise, there were also two neat servings of tea in front of Anglia.

Qian Lixiu returned to the podium, glanced at Anglia who was facing her straight back, and called his name.

"Everyone did their homework well, Anglia, tell me how you did it?"

"I'm not opportunistic."

Anglia raised her head immediately after being called.

After all, he was different from Fa'an and the others who had been exposed to these things since he was a child. He didn't turn his head around, and used the most honest method, separating the two kinds of tea leaves with different shapes little by little.

"I deal with a little bit every day, and it won't take long." Anglia said reservedly, "Just be patient and careful."

After hearing what he said, Qian Rixiu nodded noncommittally and asked him to sit down without making any comments.Then, I clicked another O and asked him how he finished his homework.

That O was fair and clean. When he stood up, he seemed to glance at Anglia and thought about it before speaking.

"I used a lazy method."

He took out a small solar fan from his bag, and remixed the two servings of tea leaves on the table.Then, in cooperation with the tablemate, the tea leaves in the can were slowly sprinkled down from the air, and the fan blew, and the light tea leaves were blown to the back.The heavy tea leaves continued to fall, and two small puddles quickly formed on the table.

"very good."

Qian Rikyu asked him to sit down and briefly commented.

"Any job does not exclude hard work and patience, but I hope that you can deeply understand the tea in your hands and avoid unnecessary detours."

She didn't go further on this topic, and quickly turned the topic to the knowledge points that need to be learned today.Anglia blushed, almost stood up and left the classroom immediately.

It has to be said that the lesson Qian Rixiu taught him with a cup of tea was too profound, which made him awkwardly interested in tea art, and even went back and finished his homework seriously.

This homework is not as easy as he said when he answered the answer just now. Just last night, he was lying on the table to distinguish these two small things with only subtle differences in shape.

It was the first time for him to do something so seriously, his hands and fingers were red, his eyes were sore, and tears were squeezed out of the sore eye sockets several times.

But finally separated the two kinds of tea leaves, he was happy in his heart, and his pride swelled from his heart, making him straighten his back in front of Qian Rixiu.

When he first said that he would check the homework, he also saw what Fa'an and the others did. While suddenly realizing that "it's still possible to do this", he couldn't help but feel a little sour and unwilling to admit it.

He turned his head around uneasily, and saw that there were many other Os who had divided the tea leaves like himself before bringing them. The shame immediately dissipated, and he felt that they really were opportunistic!

And now that O's answer was like a loud slap on his face, Anglia sat in the classroom with force, feeling that all the Os were staring at him, secretly watching his jokes in her heart.

The little bit of shame that had faded was almost doubled.In order to get rid of this feeling, he can only habitually try to push all the mistakes out and blame them on these bad guys.

But what is there to blame others for this matter?

Anglia's emotions were turbulent, and she didn't listen to Sen Rikyu's words in class.He gritted his teeth, trying hard to maintain the haughty expression on his face, but his eyes turned red unconsciously.

The two bodyguards A immediately discovered the mood swings of their young master, but they were helpless.To be honest, they were surprised that Anglia didn't leave immediately, and they were all ready to press the young master who ran away.

The long tea art class was finally over. Anglia gritted her teeth and sat in the classroom all morning. After the intense shame and anger at the beginning passed, she managed to listen to the second half of the class.But as soon as Mrs. Qian Lixiu walked out of the classroom, the Os stood up and began to pack their things—the eyes inevitably fell in his direction during the activity, and they broke away from the classroom atmosphere. Angliana was thinner than paper and thinner than a knife. Li's self-esteem was hit instantly, and the humiliation of being "ridiculed" quickly returned.

He ignored the tea leaves on the table, threw the bag on the seat to the bodyguard, and rushed out with a vicious expression on his face.

A lot of O's were hit by him in the classroom and complained dissatisfiedly.So these words were regarded as something that could hurt his self-esteem, and Anglia ran out of the classroom without looking back.

Faan presciently stepped aside in his inevitable path.He didn't stop Anglia, and held Lilian's arm when she frowned and was about to speak.

"Ignore him." Fa'an glanced at Anglia's back, "Leave him alone."

"I don't know what he's thinking about, it's inexplicable!"

Lilian curled her lips. She didn't even connect Anglia's abnormality with her speech in class, she just thought that the other party had another convulsion.

Sivir smiled and patted her head, and said gently, "You were like this when you were young."

"When I didn't do my homework, my tutor told my parents directly at dinner time, in front of a table of guests."

Lilian froze for a moment, and then slowly reacted.After a while, she blinked and said with emotion.

"It's just a child!"