The lady is busy farming

Chapter 62
Arrived in town early, the sun was just rising.But looking at the excited expressions of several people, Qiangwei expressed her understanding, but she was still a little sleepy, and kept yawning along the way.

After taking the bacon and carrying the fruit set, Qiangwei handed the prepared purse to her father, "This is eight taels of silver. After a while, I will give this to the master. Brothers will be students from now on."

When he was approaching the college, he saw from a distance the boy who was guarding the gate yesterday, sweeping fallen leaves in front of the gate with a broom.

Wen Hui glanced at Wei Er, "Your sister is still waiting at the door?"

"Of course, the academy has regulations, women are not allowed to enter, you can go in, I'm still waiting here." Qiangwei swallowed a breath of turbidity in her heart, serious patriarchal, evil feudal dynasty.

"Hehe, sister, don't worry, we should be there soon." Tao'er blinked, wishing she could rush to the academy right away.

Qiangwei waved her hand, "Go, go." After seeing a few people leave, she sat down on yesterday's stone, looked at the college gate standing proudly in front of her, and couldn't help muttering,

"Hmph, I don't know which old pedant made a broken rule, and women are not allowed to enter, because they are afraid that women's talents will surpass men, and they will be ashamed." Qiangwei played with a small stone in her hand, "When the old lady earns money , the first one to run is the Girls' Academy, I'm mad at you stinky men."

"Pfft..."

"Who, what's behind the sneaky Tibetan?" Qiangwei was startled, and turned her head to look behind the tree.

Under Qiangwei's gaze, a young man walked out from behind the big banyan tree, holding a folding fan in his hand, with white fingers and well-defined joints.Looking up, the sword eyebrows are drawn into the temples, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and Wushun's hair is smashed with a simple jade hairpin.A pair of warm eyes are staring at her with a smile?There was a servant following behind him, but the curled mouth made people look very uncomfortable.

"I heard that Wolong Academy is famous, so I came here just because of its reputation. I didn't want to disturb the girl." I said it seriously, but I couldn't help laughing. Seeing the seven or eight-year-old girl in front of me, I actually called myself my mother, tsk tsk, this The customs of the frontier are indeed tough.

"Forget it, I wasn't frightened." Qiangwei saw at first glance that this guy was not an ordinary person. Looking at the clothes, although the color was low-key, the embroidery and the pattern looked like a custom-made one no matter how you looked at it.

There is also this guy's deliberately hidden aura. Although he looks at him with a smile, he has a kind of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

These feelings made her inexplicably familiar, and she suddenly thought of the boss in her previous life, that guy looked like this every day, every time he had a regular meeting, he just sat quietly, but no one dared to come forward, she also felt like this People are dangerous, and it is safest to stay away.

But the colleagues not only didn't feel that the boss was inappropriate, but felt that he was full of aura and could control the situation. Qiangwei said that he could understand, the big boss.

"Girl? Girl?" The young master lost his mind after seeing the little girl looked at him, his expression changed back and forth, his little nose was up and down, it was really cute.

"Hmph, nymphomaniac." The boy behind him seemed to be used to seeing such occasions, and muttered viciously, how dare a dry country girl miss her master?Really overwhelmed.

"It seems that the young master's tutoring is not very good. This servant can pass the master and give orders. I admire, I really admire." Qiangwei came back to her senses, just when she heard the little servant's muttering, her face turned cold, and she stopped speaking politely.

"Little stick, apologize." The young master looked up at the girl, raised his eyebrows, and still smiled brightly, but the little stick felt that the master was angry.

"Girl, I'm sorry, it's a small slip of the tongue." The little stick saluted Qiangwei in a respectful manner.

(End of this chapter)