Facing the expectant look in Mrs. Xuanyuan's eyes, Xiuxuan decisively pointed at Xuanyuan Que with her chubby little finger and sold him: "Brother Xuanyuan knows! We read about papermaking in an ancient book! A few months ago , before the study opened, Brother Xuanyuan and I started trying to make paper for fun."
Life experience tells Ruoxuan that as long as she takes Xuanyuan Shenjun to do things together, she will say half of her words in front of Grandma Xuanyuan and half of her words when she gets home.
When the thing is successful, Grandma Xuanyuan will feel that some things were done by her family for their two children, and the family will feel that some things were done by Grandma Xuanyuan for them, so the thing will be successful.
She doesn't need to explain too much, they will automatically figure things out on their own.
Ruoxuan is smart. After discovering it once, every time he wants to do something in the future, he will know how to speak in front of adults and leave half of it.
Xuanyuan Que: "."
Grandma Xuanyuan's eyes lit up, and her expectant gaze fell on Xuanyuan Que: "It has already started? Is it true?"
Ruoxuan said first: "Really! The bamboo on the mountain has been soaked for three months."
For the first time in ten thousand years, Divine Lord Xuanyuan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Feeling guilty, Xiuxuan gently tugged at Xuanyuan Que's little finger, pulled it, and secretly signaled him not to undermine her.
After trying to pull his fingers to no avail, he was rolling his eyes, so Xianxuan's chubby little hand slapped a certain god's handsome head, pressing down his noble head that never bowed to others. Go down: "Brother Xuanyuan, just nod without saying anything!"
Xuanyuan Que: "."
This damn flower is getting bolder and bolder!
Mrs. Xuanyuan didn't pay attention to her little grandson. After all, Xiaojiu had always been indifferent to everything. It was true that he didn't deny it out loud.
Therefore, Mrs. Xuanyuan was convinced. She also knew that papermaking required bamboo, trees and the like, which were all manual labor. The two children did not know whether they would be busy enough. She knew that some brothers from weak families went to the city to work in the study. When it happened, there was no one to help the two children, so she said: "Making paper is not easy, how can you two have enough strength? If you need anything, I will ask shopkeeper Gu to help you prepare it."
Just as Ruoxuan was about to speak, Xuanyuan Que pulled off the bold little fleshy palm that was holding his head and spoke first: "I will make a list and give it to Grandpa Gu then."
"Okay." Old Madam Xuanyuan agreed happily, "Xuan Bao hasn't had breakfast yet? Come, let's eat together!"
Aunt Yuhua has already taken out the food from the food basket and placed it. There are crystal shrimp dumplings, soup dumplings, rabbit milk cakes, flower bird's nest cakes, gray water glutinous rice cakes, scallion pancakes, spring rolls and white scallop pulp. Mo porridge.
The breakfast snacks are exquisite, and some are close to the ground. Everything is beautifully arranged and dazzling. Just looking at it will make people move their index fingers.
Ruoxuan sat down happily.
Grandma Xuanyuan’s breakfast here is different every day. Anyway, every time she comes here, the breakfast she eats is different and there are many kinds of breakfast. It’s not like at home, where she eats the same thing every day, or it’s porridge with pancakes. , or steamed buns with porridge.
The difference is that the ingredients in pancakes, steamed buns and porridge will be different. But nothing can change without its porridge, nothing can change without its cake, and nothing can change without its bread!
However, there is no dedicated cook at home. Grandma, mother or second uncle get up to make breakfast, so Xiangxuan eats happily and does not dislike it. Anyway, she comes to the villa for breakfast eight days out of ten, and the rest Eat it at home for two days to clear your stomach.
Ruoxuan picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the rabbit milk cake when Xuanyuan Que held her little paw and said, "Wash up."
Yes!
She was in a hurry and forgot to wash up!
Aunt Yuhua immediately said: "Miss Xuanbao, Aunt Yuhua will take you down to freshen up."
"Thank you Aunt Yuhua, no need, I can do it myself." Ruoxuan ran out with a bang and ran into her room. The room was specially given by Mrs. Xuanyuan for Ruoxuan to rest when she was tired from class. Next to Xuanyuan Que's house.
She used a handkerchief dipped in salt and powder to brush her teeth, rinse her mouth, and wash her face, all in one go.
When it was over, when I was about to comb my hair, I shouted loudly: "Brother Xuanyuan, come here!"
Xuanyuan Que had already expected it and walked over.
Ruoxuan handed him a horn comb: "Brother Xuanyuan, help me comb my hair into a bun."
Xuanyuan Que took the horn comb from her expressionlessly and helped her comb her hair.
The first time she woke up here, Aunt Yuhua was helping her comb her hair, but she accidentally pulled her hair and hurt her.
Aunt Yuhua saw that Ruoxuan's hair was soft and silky and fell apart after running around for a few times, so she helped Ruoxuan tie it a little tight, so that the hair would pull on her scalp, which was not painful but very uncomfortable. Comfortable.
She waited for Aunt Yuhua to leave and then undressed it. She wanted to comb it herself, but it turned out that she could not undo it and could not comb it. She could only use immortal magic to change her hairstyle. Xuanyuan Shenjun did not let her use immortal magic, so she asked him to help her recombine it. A bun.
Then Ruoxuan discovered that Xuanyuan Shenjun felt so comfortable combing his hair.
From then on, the job of combing hair fell on Xuanyuan Que.
Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Lei would hurt Ruoxuan when they combed her hair. This was unavoidable. After all, hair would hurt her scalp if it was knotted and careless when combing it. Moreover, Ruoxuan's hair was too It's silky and smooth. If you don't tie it tightly, it will become messy and fall apart after running around for a few times.
Only Shenjun Xuanyuan doesn't know how to do it. Not only does it not hurt her when Shenjun Xuanyuan combs her hair, it's also very comfortable, so Xiuxuan likes it best when Shenjun Xuanyuan combs her hair.
Whenever she goes up the mountain, she will ask Xuanyuan Que to help her put her hair into a new bun.
No one combs their hair in a bun as good as Xuanyuan Shenjun's. It is not loose or tight, very comfortable, and it is not easy to get messy when jumping around.
Unknowingly, a certain little Xuanhua was indulged by someone to the point where she thought that as long as she couldn't do anything with magic, she would ask God Xuanyuan for help.
After combing her hair and having breakfast, Xuanyuan Que gave shopkeeper Gu a list. Ruoxuan took Xuanyuan Que and asked for a leave from Mr. Han, and went up the mountain under the envious, jealous and hateful eyes of several children. .
Yan Huan: "Obviously we are here to accompany our little cousin in reading. Why does the little cousin not have to go to school to play in the mountains every two days, but we have to go there every day? It's so unfair!"
He also wants to go up the mountain!
Yan Jiaojiao: "Because you are not smart enough! If you could memorize the Four Books and Five Classics backwards and grow a thousand catties of rice per acre, Master Han would also let you take leave."
Yan Huan: "."
Mr. Han knocked on the table: "Pay attention. Today we will teach you ten new articles. If you can't finish memorizing these ten articles, you won't be able to read them in silence, and you won't be allowed to finish class."
Several children: "."
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The bamboo forest in the mountains was filled with the sweet voice of a little girl: "Brother Xuanyuan, this bamboo is just right, chop it down!"
"Brother Xuanyuan, I still have this one! This one will work too!"
"Brother Xuanyuan, here! There are two here! You can also chop them!"
"Brother Xuanyuan."
The little girl's voice was clear and elegant, attracting many birds from the forest to compete with her.
The birdsong is clear and melodious, forming a tune of its own, which is beautiful and charming.
But Xuanyuan Que only felt that these birds were noisy!
He took the hatchet and slashed at the green bamboo. With a "pop" sound, the bright green bamboo fell down. The sound of breaking the bamboo was so murderous that it scared the birds in the forest and flew away!
The world became quiet, leaving only the sweet voice of a certain flower.
