Chapter 17

After ordering his servants to take good care of Xiao Qiu, Xiao Song did not stop and went back home. He met Uncle Li halfway and told him that he planned to take Xiao Qiu as a disciple. It was just a notice. Uncle Li's disagreement had no impact on Xiao Song at all. In fact, Uncle Li will naturally not object. He is eager for Xiao Song's disciples to be more and more good. It's better to be more promising than one, so that the Ziqing School can recover. Unfortunately, the head of his family is not ambitious and is too lazy to lead disciples at all... And the only disciple, Yu Lan Xiaobaozi, is diligent and very progressive, but talent can't be made up by diligence alone. It's better to be more proficient in cutting vegetables with a knife in the kitchen than to let him dance knives and guns ←_←!

Wow!

Uncle Li felt that he had no face to face the ancestors of the Ziqing faction. Thinking of going to plead guilty to those ancestors under the nine springs, I suddenly felt that I didn't want to die...

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Xiao Qiu's entry ceremony was arranged three days later, and the whole Ziqing faction came to watch, which was very lively. The ceremony is very simple, that is, let Xiao Qiu worship the ancestors of the Ziqing School one by one, give Xiao Songjing a cup of tea after making three incense sticks and making a vow that he will never betray. What Xiao Song wanted to do was to drink the cup of tea, say some encouragement and exhortation, and then send a meeting gift... Then, Uncle Li prepared a banquet, and Ziqing sent a group to celebrate, and there was nothing wrong with Xiao Song.

After all, today's Ziqing faction is not a big faction, and there are not many people, so there is no need to be too formal. Xiao Song is used to being lazy. She has always been very casual and rarely heads the head of the family. She doesn't care much about this kind of thing that outsiders think have some respect for superiority and inferiority. The atmosphere of the Ziqing School has always been good, which can be said to be happy... But not worrying about it does not mean that she doesn't care about it. Her terrible destructive power is there, and the occasional bad temper is enough to deter those juniors... With her as the leader, everyone is still a little uncomfortable.

Xiao Song looked at the table of delicious food regretfully, motioned to Uncle Li, and quietly left when everyone was not paying attention. Before leaving, she deliberately looked around the field. The young servants drank very happily and had begun to punch... Xiao Song touched his chin, and the young man's strength should not be too strong! For the sake of harmony, let's do more physical work in the future ←_←!

Yu Lan's youth and the elderly represented by Uncle Li (!) He piled up and listened to Uncle Li talking about richness with Master Zhang and others, thinking about something back then... He smiled very much at sunset ←_←!

As for Xiao Qiu, the little guy is the focus of today's attention. Now he is surrounded by teachers' milk-level aunts, touching his face and hands. Although he can't see any expression on his face, his originally pale face also appeared a faint blush at this time. Although he didn't know whether he was angry or pinched red. , it looks really beautiful and very... Well, don't be too happy!

Xiao Song narrowed his eyes and suddenly felt that he was in a little depressed mood.

Xiao Qiu was already good-looking, but she was originally messy and couldn't see it. Now she is taking good care of it. Although she is wearing the old clothes that Yu Lan wore when she was a child, she is very neat. Coupled with a small face and carved jade bracelet that has not yet grown, it is really pleasing. What's more, the Ziqing faction is full of old uncles, aunts and aunts. They are the most wolf-like age, and they can't resist this kind of beautiful doll at all... It's really not too normal to be so popular.

Xiao Songton felt very gratified.

It would be great if everyone could get along well in the future! She is afraid that her power alone can't warm the teenager's heart, and many aunts have more love! Aunts, please don't politely hug Xiao Qiu with your broad mind!

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The weather is good today, and the sun is better in the afternoon. It is warm on people. Xiao Songxing has been walking for a while and soon can't hear the noise of the front yard. At this time, she came to a flower park. She stopped because she was too lazy to move again and sat directly on the corridor railing on one side, holding both sides of her body with her hands, swaying. He squinted and looked at the scenery lazily. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly remembered that there was a good thing hidden in his sleeve, so he took out a bag of snacks wrapped in a handkerchief and spread it on his thigh. He twisted a good-looking pastry and put it on his mouth and took a bite. He immediately smashed his mouth with satisfaction... Sure enough, before leaving It is the right choice to order food!

She was satisfied with her meal, and suddenly heard the sound of sway footsteps not far away, getting closer and closer, and stopped when she was about to approach her, as if she couldn't make up her mind.

Xiao Song, who was very keenly aware of who was coming, simply did not look back. His eyes still followed the butterfly fluttering among the flowers, only patted the position around him and invited, "Since you are here, come together." She is in a good mood and doesn't care much about the image. To be precise, it is much more natural than usual. There are some things that can't be done, especially pretentious. The whole Ziqing faction knows what kind of virtue she is. If she is too different in front of Xiao Qiu, sooner or later she will still be seen... Not afraid of 10,000, just in case Xiao Qiu wants too much. Instead of being inexplicably suspected at that time, it's better to reveal your nature little by little... Isn't it better to pretend to be physically exhausting?

Someone sat down carefully, gently and did not make a loud noise. After sitting firmly, the man followed Xiao Song's eyes and looked at the butterfly fluttering among the flowers. He didn't find anything attractive, and looked at her sideways... The woman nibbled the pastry generously. Her movements were not elegant, but unexpectedly beautiful and felt very natural. Compared with the gentle person I met a few days ago, it seems to be a little different.

He touched his chest, felt the beating sound of his heart buried under the flesh and blood, and turned his head slightly - this woman will be his master from now on, and she will be his closest person in the world - this feeling is really strange and wonderful... but unexpectedly not annoying.

Xiao Song noticed it, but she didn't care. Now Xiao Qiu is not a threat to her. Moreover, for her, this life is to put down everything and start again. She will never destroy it for anyone... unless she has to.

"It's autumn. I haven't seen butterflies on the mountain for a long time." Xiao Song sighed that the weather on the mountain was cooler than that at the foot of the mountain. Since autumn, butterflies, bees and so on have almost disappeared. If it hadn't been for the warm weather today, she wouldn't have seen it this year.

He tilted his head and looked at her, with a little doubt in his watery eyes: "...Master, do you like butterflies?" Why... just look at the butterfly but not him? He touched his cheek doubtfully. Isn't he as good as those flying bugs?

Xiao Song didn't know what the young man was thinking. He smiled heartlessly, did not admit or refute, and just asked, "Who doesn't like beautiful things?"

"..." Xiao Qiu frowned. Sure enough, in the master's heart, isn't he as good as those little bugs? What a sad cognition.

"It is human's normal for people to like beautiful things. Xiao...Where is Qiuer? Do you like it?" In her private heart, she really felt that the name 'Qiu'er' was really numb, but... it was really difficult to change what she was used to in the last life! Well, the above is not an excuse... At least she has not called Yu Lan 'Lan' as in her previous life... She has to admit that in the choice of 'Xiao Qiu' and 'Qiu'er', she instinctively chose the latter after almost a moment of hesitation...

This kind of life-to-life flattering behavior... Even she can't help but despise it! There was an illusion that it was hard to save a little integrity, but it was accidentally eaten by the dog. But after deep contempt... she continued to please her decisively!

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Seeing Xiao Qiu's silence for a while, Xiao Song looked at him puzzledly and repeated the question: "Qiu'er doesn't like it?"

Of course, Xiao Qiu doesn't like it. Naturally, the days of wandering and begging are indispensable. When you really can't find food, it is also common to dig grass roots and eat wild fruits in the wild. He is indeed not very old, but he has walked through many places. He has seen a lot of beautiful scenery. Where there are flowers, there are always butterflies. Naturally, beautiful butterflies are not uncommon. But no matter how beautiful you are, you can't fill your stomach and let him live, then it's nothing. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, if it can only become a place to bury bones, he can't have a good impression.

Xiao Qiu woke up from the dark memory and saw her gentle face, and her heart couldn't help moving: "I like..."

Xiao Song didn't say anything and laughed it off. It is a little topic that breaks the silence and casually finds, and there is no need to continue to delve into it.

Xiao Song handed the pastry to him with bright eyes: "Eat some." Master Zhang made it, and it tastes good.

I had to prepare a lot of things when I got up this morning, and I was a little entangled. He really didn't eat much, but he was a little hungry at this time, so he didn't refuse. He obediently pinched a piece of cake, looked beautiful, and ate it quickly.

Xiao Song is interesting to watch. Is he really the hero of fate? It's really unscientific to eat food after wandering for so many years... It's really unscientific!

Aware of Xiao Song's eyes, Xiao Qiu turned his head to look at her, and his eyes were dark and dark: "...Master?"

"Are you hungry?"

Xiao Qiu nodded: "Well... it's okay." In fact, I'm used to being hungry, and the feeling of hunger is not so strong.

She pushed the pastries towards him: "One more piece."

Xiao Qiu shook his head, looked at Xiao Song puzzled, and explained, "That's enough."

"How can that work?" This time, Xiao Song's surprise was not pretended. The cognition from TV and novels told her that generally beggars... cough, don't they wolf down everything when they eat, and they can't eat enough? Wouldn't it be too unscientific to fill the stomach with such a little bit?" With such a small amount of food, are you full? I remember that you didn't eat anything at the banquet..." Not only did you eat, but you kept eating tender tofu!

Xiao Qiu is indeed full. The direct result of having a meal for many years is that his stomach is not good, his stomach is small, and he can't eat anything. As long as he has a little food, he can be full. This is probably the reason why he can live until now... Food is indeed a must for him to survive, but everything should be moderate, and it will not be good after passing. He just wanted to refuse, but Xiao Song's words completely shattered his idea...

"If you eat so little, you won't grow tall... No wonder you look so young when you are ten years old."

Ten-year-old Xiao Qiu looks a little smaller than Yu Lan, who was six years old... From the appearance, the lethality is minus 100, which is one of the reasons why Xiao Song can put down the grudge so quickly. Really... Don't be too harmless, young man!

Xiao Qiu was silent for a second. When Xiao Song planned to take back the pastry in his hand without pressure, he quickly stretched out a hand, pinched a piece of pastry accurately, and stuffed it into his mouth quickly... So his cheeks bulged like this, and his original delicate appearance disappeared.

Xiao Song: "..." Has something strange happened?" Aren't you already full?"

"And...can...eat...down..." He had food in his mouth, and a pair of shiny water-cutting eyes stared at her firmly. Although the words were vague, his tone was very resolute, "I, will, long, big...very soon!"

Children don't like others to say that he is small... Xiao Song suddenly realized and said comfortily, "Well, Qiu'er will grow up quickly and wait for that day." This tone... really don't be too perfunctory!

Xiao Qiu looked at her with burning eyes, and her cheeks were still bulging, looking very... cute.

cover her face... She didn't expect that one day Xiao Qiu's teenager would have something to do with the word 'Meng'... huh~~ It feels so ecstatic!

The ecstasy Xiao Song turned his head and looked at his little food for a while, and suddenly said, "Aun Aunt Liu and they like you very much." It is her duty as the leader to help the people of the Ziqing faction reduce their hatred! She is really a good person and doesn't explain!

This time, Xiao Qiu did not respond directly and hesitated for a while, as if he was thinking about whether he liked those overly intimate movements. After a long time, he lowered his voice.

Xiao Song thought about it, but he was still a little worried that the baby would think wrong, so he touched his head comfortingly and said softly, "Are you a little scared? In fact, elderly women are all like this. They are a little over-enthusiastic, especially when they have been stuck on this mountain. They are usually not fun. They like to touch and hug beautiful children. Although they may lose their proportion, there is no malice. Well... Xiaoqiu, you are so beautiful, so Aunt Liu and the others all like you.

Xiao Qiu's little friend still doesn't believe it: "Yes, right?" Those crazy and enthusiastic women did scare him... If he hadn't lied that his stomach was uncomfortable, I'm afraid he would still be haunted and difficult to get out. He has long been used to human indifference and does not adapt to this excessive enthusiasm, which will make him uneasy...

Xiao Songyi said righteously without blinking his eyes: "Of course."

The water-cutting swallow eyes looked at her again, but the sparkling eyes are now a little lost: "Why did the master..." Why did he never hug him? Is it...don't you like him?

Obviously, Xiao Qiu's little friend wanted to say something and didn't reveal anything at all, but Miss Xiao Song still magically understood it... Of course, she thought she understood it.

=convex=! She is talking about an elderly woman, who is not as old as Aunt Liu! At most, she is just a mature woman!

However, he still smiled very gently and maintained a very good mask: "It's just a matter of personality."

"...Hmm?"

Xiao Song touched his head gently: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand now. When you grow up, you will naturally understand!" But girl, is it really okay to fool your little friends like this?!

"...uh."

Xiao Song also wanted to say something irresponsible deception, but Xiao Qiu suddenly rushed to her... This action was really too sudden. Xiao Song was shocked and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but he was reluctant to scatter the cake on his thigh, so he didn't dare to move, so he had to let Xiao Qiu fall into her arms. Xiao Song's whole body was tense. She could bear to get close to Xiao Qiu, but she couldn't bear Xiao Qiu taking the initiative to get close to him... It doesn't make any difference. In fact, for Xiao Song, it feels very different. However, before she recalled the bad things that had happened before, the wrong with Xiao Qiu's little friend in her arms quickly attracted her attention... She quickly picked up Xiao Qiu's shoulder and pulled him out of her arms. When she looked at his face, she was shocked.

Xiao Qiu closed his eyes tightly at this time, and sweat fell drop by drop from his forehead. He seemed to try his best to endure the pain, and his lips bit firmly, but he didn't say a word.

Is this swollen?

What a wave of uneven rhythm!

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The matter was sighed by Uncle Li, and the women ended sadly...

Xiao Qiu has a serious stomach disease. If she eats too much, the fragile stomach can't stand it. It's natural for the pain to be like this.

The doctor invited was straightforward and had a bad temper. He prescribed medicine for Xiao Qiu and let Yu Lan go down to decoct the medicine. Xiao Song stayed aside as a vase. After watching Xiao Qiu fall asleep in pain, he went out with the doctor. The doctor nagging all the way: "What a blessed disease... This child is also pitiful, young... Hey!" The words turned around and said, "But this child really doesn't care about his body. He knows that he can't eat more, but he just eats these. Isn't this the intention to make himself suffer? Is this going to be life-threatening? Bala Bala Bala Bala..." All kinds of complaints.

Xiao Song, who was guilty, silently interrupted: "He is ten years old and still so young. He should eat more to grow up."

The doctor immediately blew his beard and stared: "Ignorant women and children! Women's opinion! Can this kind of thing be urgent? That's a stomach disease. You have to take good care of it! You are pulling out seedlings to help! There will be bad things!"

Sad Xiao Song: "..." I haven't been scolded for a long time... This feeling is more than an ecstasy!