Ye Qianning wrapped two or three red fruits with a piece of cloth and let them take them away after eating.
Xiao Ximi ate two or three in a row before she was satisfied. She looked at the small baggage and said, "It's too little, so your mother can't be more generous."
"Can you handle it?"
'I can handle even a few of them.'
Ye Qianning opened it and filled it with a few more.
Xiao Ximi still felt it was short, so she took another one in her mouth and then gave up.
Ye Qianning chuckled. No matter you are a human or a bird, you cannot be greedy. Look, you could have carried two of them smoothly, but it was greedy and wrapped five or six of them. It grabbed it with its claws and flapped its wings.
Not moving at all.
Xiao Ximi tried it many times, but finally she was so tired that she lay down on the baggage, panting.
Ye Qianning ignored it and lay down directly into the space. No matter what Xiao Ximi called her, she selectively refused to listen.
"Does your hidden guard go to the city to buy it for you every day?"
"Why are you sitting here?"
Ye Qianning stuffed all the cakes in his hand into his mouth, put his chubby hand into his backpack and took out another piece and handed it to him, saying vaguely: "Don't ask for any more after eating, there are none."
Ye Qianning did not ask for trouble. She didn't eat breakfast when she got up. She lay on the table and took out a piece of pastry from her backpack and ate it secretly.
"OK."
"Don't worry, I won't eat for free, I'll give you money..."
As soon as the master looked at her, her blood pressure rose: "If you are late for class, you will be punished by copying the disciples' rules ten times."
Finally, after struggling for more than a little while, Xiao Ximi grabbed a fruit and flew out the door.
Sang Zhi said nothing.
"Yeah, I still have it here."
Ye Qianning sat on her seat and looked at Sang Zhi with a smile.
"Master." Ye Qianning's round body stood at the door.
Sang Zhi ignored her, sat upright, and listened carefully to the master's lecture.
"Finished copying."
Qian Zhuye has not been to Xianrenzui a few times, but he knows that the food there is delicious: "Can you bring me one?"
Sang Zhi stared at her with a dark face.
"Yes, Master." Ye Qianning responded and walked in with her short legs.
In the early morning, the sun rises slowly.
"Anyone who makes mistakes while copying the disciples' rules will have to sit here...it's quite delicious." Qian Zhuye said and took a bite. He also likes to eat the white-cut cakes in the city.
"Tsk tsk, it's great to have hidden guards." Qian Zhuye said and stretched out his hand.
"Don't eat it." Sang Zhi couldn't help but remind him in a low voice.
Ye Qianning slept until noon, then slowly got up and went to school. When she arrived, her noon classes were almost over.
Qian Zhuye was surprised, that was more than thirty times.
"Have you finished copying yesterday's copy?" He asked Qian Zhuye in a low voice as he passed by.
Sang Zhi heard the two whispering in his ears, and his head was pounding: "Shut up."
"What's wrong?" Ye Qianning asked.
"Well, at noon, there will also be immortal drunken roast chicken and soy sauce pork elbows."
Ye Qianning turned her head, not being stingy, and quietly handed it over with her chubby hand.
"I'm hungry." Ye Qianning ate one piece in several bites, took out two pastries from his backpack, and ate them without forgetting to share them with him: "Try it, Luo Wen went down the mountain to buy it early in the morning, just now
When it comes out of the pot, it's quick and easy, and it's still hot."
"Give...give...give me a piece." Qian Zhuye whispered one word, glanced at the master above him, and only dared to lean over and stretch out his little hand when he didn't notice.
Qian Zhuye also sat in the last row today.
"Cough cough cough..."
Just as Ye Qianning was about to speak, a large mouthful of pastry crumbs rushed into her throat, causing her cheeks to turn red and she coughed.
Sang Zhi was startled and quickly stood up and patted her back to comfort her.
