The first peasant girl of splendid elegance

Chapter 115 Buying someone (3)
"It's almost the end of the year. Let's send him over after the Shangyuan Festival next year. He will explain for two hours a day, and he can go back at noon." After all, he is still young, and two hours a day is enough.

Hearing these words, the smile on Wuyou's little face was almost unbearable.

"Puff-"

The little guy was already kneeling on the ground, and said to Song Qingchen: "Student Jun Mo Su, I pay my respects to Mr."

"Mo Su?" Song Qingchen twitched his eyebrows.

"Yes, sir, Jun's family, Mo Su, is the student's name." The little guy replied solemnly.

"Mo Su, good name." Song Qingchen couldn't help but nodded, and then asked, "Who gave it to you?"

"It's the student's mother!" Wuyou replied with a smile, with a proud expression on her small face, not to mention ostentatious.

"Oh? Mrs. Jun can read?" He was a little curious, such a Mo Su, he didn't expect it to be made by this woman, not bad.

Since the mothers are so extraordinary, the son must be different, maybe the youngest student under him is a turning point.

"Well, I know a few." Then he looked at his son and said, "Wuyou, didn't you prepare a teacher apprenticeship ceremony for Mr."

"Oh, um!" Wuyou stood up, took a box from Junxie, then walked to Song Qingchen with both hands, and put it on the desk, "Sir, please accept it."

When Song Qingchen looked at the box, he naturally wouldn't think it was gold and silver, otherwise he would be disappointed with them.

He raised his hand, opened the box, and his eyes lit up with just one glance.

Blood inkstone, what a shocking inkstone!
Just such a blood-colored inkstone is enough to make many celebrities and scholars in the world covet it.You must know that the blood inkstone is the crystallization of heaven and earth. From his impression, there are only three pieces in Tianqi Kingdom, one in the imperial study room of the palace, one in Prince Jin's mansion, and one in the hands of Mo Lan, the owner of the world's number one villa. Every piece is a priceless treasure, and gold and silver are hard to find.

The blood inkstone has one of the biggest characteristics, that is, no matter how you use it, it will not lose a single bit, and it can be collected as a family heirloom.

Song Qingchen's eyes tightened, and he held the blood inkstone with trembling hands and asked Jun Yao: "Miss Jun, where did you get this blood inkstone?"

Jun Yao said: "Mr. Song doesn't like Ning Yue's gift to me?"

"No, no, Song will be disrespectful." He said eagerly, which means that if you give it to me, it will be mine.

It's the second master again, the Prince Jin who has never been in the court, but has been echoed by everyone, supported by all the officials, and has power in the court.

What kind of relationship do they have, that they value the mother and son so much.

Then he looked at Wuyou and thought, could this little guy be the second master's heir?But then he denied it. Although he thought this little guy was outstanding, he also knew that King Jin of the Dynasty is now 25, but his inner house is still empty, he has no wife or concubine, and there is no connecting room, and he has never heard that he has any children, otherwise How could Tianqi Kingdom maintain the superficial calm? The sky has already been turned upside down.

However, if this is not the case, then why?
After much deliberation, I was stunned to have no clue, and when I came back to my senses, the mother and son in front of me were no longer there.

"Old man, where are their mother and son?" Song Qingchen asked, why did they disappear?

The old man pointed to the door, eyes half drooping and said: "Let's go, I said that I will send that kid over after the Lantern Festival next year."

"Oh, that's it." He nodded, "What else did you say?"

"I also asked where we were going for the Chinese New Year. I said I would stay in the bookstore, and the woman said that she would bring New Year's Eve dinner to our family."

"Oh!" I also gave New Year's Eve dinner.

The old man saw that his young master was fascinated by the blood inkstone again, and then continued to close his eyes and fall asleep. Usually no one comes at this time, unless it is noon, when the private school is over, there may be some students who come to visit and buy some pens and ink or books Yes, there are also some students with poor conditions who will come to take books back and copy them to earn some scholarships.

So, now you can bask in the sun and squint for a while.

Such days are much more comfortable than worrying about his young master every day in the capital.

You won't be hungry, and you don't have to worry about when you don't know why you will lose your head.

Apprenticeship seems to be very easy. That Mr. Song is not a pedantic person, but he feels that it is difficult to achieve his ambition.

On the street, because tomorrow is a new year, the number of people who come to the market this year is not ordinary, but quite a lot. (It's a bit of Song mother's rush.)
Jun Yao tightly held the hands of the two buns along the way, fearing that they would be scattered by the crowd and she would cry to death.

Then, when she stood in front of a small stall with the two buns, looking at the dazzling array of small wooden sculptures in front of her, she felt lifelike and cute, so she thought about buying a set for the two children to play with.

However, the slight movement at the waist made Junxie hold the hand like lightning.

"Kacha——" With a crisp sound, there was a shrill scream from behind.

Fortunately, the market was crowded with people, and there were only a few people around who could hear the scream, otherwise they would definitely be surrounded by crowds.

Jun Yao turned around, and saw a thin, thin-eyed man holding his wrist with cold sweat on his face, and on the ground was a royal blue purse, so obvious.

"Thief!" She hooked her lips into a chuckle, "You actually dared to steal from me, should I say you are brave or daring?"

"You...I..." The skinny man was terrified. This was the first time he was caught on the spot since he was a thief. What should we do?
"Mother, what's the matter with this man?" Qiao'er asked with wide eyes.

Wuyou grabbed her younger sister's hand and whispered in her ear, "It's a thief who wants to steal our things."

"Thief? Why did you steal our things?" The girl didn't understand.

"That's because they are lazy and want to live a life without worrying about food and clothing if they don't want to work. You two said, should you beat people who think about getting something for nothing?"

"Yes!" The two little guys said in unison.

"Well, be good, cover your eyes first, and come out with something fun that mother made for you, remember not to peek." She took the hands of the two children and covered their eyes, "I know I said you can see it." Only then can you let go of your hands."

"Understood, mother." Qiaoer nodded excitedly.

Wuyou seemed to understand something, and obediently covered her eyes.

Then, there were screams one after another, the voice was louder than the other, and the people at the scene could hardly face it with any other expressions except dumbfounded.

There is only one thought in everyone's mind, this thief is probably the one with the most tragic end in history.

(End of this chapter)