Mu Li hesitated for a moment, then summoned up the courage to look directly at Gu Fenglin: "My young master gave it to me. My servant was practicing calligraphy and couldn't bear to waste paper and ink, so he used a brush to write on the slate, but it was too wasteful, so the young master gave it to me."
I also made one like this."
Gu Fenglin's dark eyes were filled with brilliance: "I see, I'm just telling you why it's exactly the same as mine. Now that you have money to buy paper and ink, you don't have to use this one anymore. Mine just happened to be gone, so give me this one."
Mu Li quickly pressed the sandbox and said in a deep voice: "Master Gu, you also have money to buy paper and ink, what do you do with it?"
Gu Fenglin smiled: "I miss you. I miss Mu An."
As he spoke, he took the sandbox away with force, put it under his arm and held it tightly, looking at Mu Li warily: "You won't be reluctant to part with it, right?"
Mu Lidao: "I'm reluctant to part with you. To you, this sandbox is just a gadget, but to me, this sandbox carries the master's kindness."
Gu Fenglin's face darkened: "I want it, I have to."
Mu Li stopped making any sound and just held the sandbox tightly and wouldn't let go.
Mu Yunhan was confused, looking at this and that: "What are you trying to grab? Isn't it just a sandbox?"
I'll have someone make it for you as many as you need. Is ten enough? If not, why don't you give me twenty?"
Gu Fenglin sighed: "You don't understand, this sandbox is very important to me."
He looked at Mu Li and slowed down his speech: "It's mine, it can only be mine, no one can take it away."
Mu Li's finger bones turned white, and he gritted his teeth stubbornly and refused to let go.
Gu Fenglin flicked it, and his face instantly turned pale, and his hand dropped softly, letting go of the sandbox.
Gu Fenglin smiled and held the sandbox sideways to his chest: "I knew Mu Li wouldn't argue with me, a good and sensible boy."
He no longer looked at Mu Li, but looked at Mu Yunhan with a smile: "I'll pick you up."
Mu Yunhan raised his eyebrows: "Why are you willing to come here? A few days ago, wasn't it true that the dragon never saw its tail, hiding and tucking it in and refusing to see me?"
Gu Fenglin laughed and seemed to be in a good mood: "You are angry with me. I was busy a few days ago, but now I am busy. When I saw your letter, I hurriedly came to atone for my sins."
He grabbed Mu Yunhan's hand without hesitation: "Let's go, I'll show you something."
Mu Yunhan shook off his hand, indicating that he was still angry: "I'll go by myself."
"It's okay." Gu Fenglin didn't force her and turned around.
Mu Yunhan saw Mu Li standing there blankly. He was tall and had a delicate face. At first glance, he looked mature and solemn, but in fact he still looked childish.
The cheeks are bulging, the eyes are reddish, and the lips are pursed, looking very aggrieved.
She couldn't help but smile, raised her hand and gently rubbed the top of his hair: "Good boy, don't argue with him, he is sick."
Mu Li shrank back suddenly as if he had been pricked by a needle.
Mu Yunhan was surprised, then laughed: "Yes, you are not a child anymore. You have to take charge of everything. Don't be angry."
Mu Li looked up at her, his wet eyes were like those of a puppy.
"When I see you, I think of Xiao An." Mu Yunhan thought of Mu An: "I don't know what he looks like now."
She shook her head: "Look here, I'm leaving first. Report anything in time, and don't be too tired. I'm counting on you to do more things."
Mu Li looked at her back, squatted down slowly, and began to draw randomly on the ground. (To be continued)