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Erfu feels that she has returned to before the college entrance examination these days, and before dawn in the morning, she was called up by Yubing and Yuqing dutifully when she was asleep.

Along the bluestone path, through most of the garden, blowing a small breeze, came to the main courtyard to greet Guo Luoluo, and sometimes accompanied Guo Luoluo to have breakfast.

If you want to eat like an ordinary mother and daughter, Erfu will not be so unhappy, but this Guo Luoluo always gives Erfu a feeling of looking enthusiastic, but actually cold, so he can only drink half a bowl of porridge in small sips, and then return to his small courtyard hungry.

At this time, the two nurturing grandmothers were already guarding the yard, and when they saw Erf, they would be like bees seeing flowers, buzzing and making Erf have a headache.

Erfu had to smile three points, straighten her back, and practice the rules with a slight bow, until the middle of the day, when lunch was brought from the big kitchen, and the two grandmothers watched Erf eat the meal, and then politely said goodbye.

After a short rest, Mr. He will appear in front of Erfu's eyes, and use more standard etiquette to compare Erfu, who already has a bit of a white rich and beautiful temperament, to the dust.

And Mr. He is indeed a particularly elegant talented woman, every move seems to have been measured with a ruler, and the piano, chess, poetry and painting have made many talented people lower their heads.

It's just that Erfu really said that we don't have artistic cells, we can't understand the artistic conception in those ink paintings, and we can't tell whether those poems rhyme, let alone hear the charm in the piano.

Mr. He also slowly gave up cultivating Erfu's artistic cells, but he would still sit aside and play the piano with incense while Erfu practiced calligraphy.

Whenever Erfu saw the smoky back, Mr. He's delicate and lovely, otherworldly little face, always fantasizing about what kind of character should be worthy of such an excellent woman.

......

"Gege, are we really going?" Yu Bing looked at Erfu in front of her with some trepidation, and muttered softly.

Erf blinked with a smile, pointed to the treetops covered with ruby-like cherries in the distance, and said, "Let's go quietly, go back quietly, no one will notice!"

"So, what's good?" retorted Yu Bing in disbelief.

Erfu also stopped talking nonsense with Yubing, changed the flowerpot bottom embroidered shoes on his feet, wore a pair of soft-soled satin shoes, and slipped out of the yard.

Mr. He also walked out from behind the invisible door, shook his head helplessly, sat on the handrail of the corridor, smiled and whispered softly.

Erfu pinched the hem of her robe, trotted all the way to the cherry tree, looked at the cherries that were as attractive as rubies, raised her jade hand lightly, and threw them into her mouth one by one.

The cherry tree was not far from the Sufang Pavilion where Erfu lived, just beside the path to the main courtyard, and Erfu had been drooling for days as she looked at the red, slightly blackened cherries.

It's rare that the two grandmothers took leave today, and Erfu didn't have to practice the rules in the yard, so he took advantage of the absence of Yuqing, who had always obeyed the rules, to encourage Yubing and sneak over.

Erf looked around as she ate her unwashed cherries.

A figure in a black-brown coat and trousers flashed away not far away.

Erf tilted her head in confusion, but the cherry in front of her instantly attracted all of Erf's attention.

I still remember when I was just in junior high school, there were a few cherry trees growing in the yard of a house near the school, and a few of the leafy trunks were clearly sticking out of the courtyard wall.

At that time, Erfu, who was still Su Ling'er, fully carried forward the great potential of foodies, and often pulled her classmates, taking advantage of the lunch break, sneaking out of the school gate, shrinking outside the courtyard, throwing cherries into her mouth one by one, thinking that they were more delicious than the cherries bought at home.

Erf was reminiscing about the past, but there was no delay in his hands, his little mouth was full of sweet and sour cherries, and the cherry pits were spit on the roots of the tree by Erph at will.

Yu Bing looked at Erfu with a satisfied look, and didn't know what to say, so she could only use the light and heat of a maid, dutifully staring at the figure that might appear at any time.

Erfu had eaten all the cherries on a branch before she wiped her mouth contentedly, and commanded Yu Bing to pick two more branches full of fruit, and staggered back to the yard.

When Yuqing saw the things in Erfu's hand, he already knew what he had done, and glared at Yubing who had no rules with some blame.

"Now, take it down and wash it, you can eat some too, it's delicious!" Erfu stuck out her tongue with a smile, blocked Yu Bing, stuffed the branch in her hand into Yu Qing's hand, and said with some begging.

Yuqing hurriedly bowed, took the branch, and pulled Yu Bing to walk back.

Erfu looked at Yu Bing's expression of distress, shrugged her shoulders weakly, poured herself a cup of warm tea, felt the residual taste in her mouth, and walked out of the main room with a smile.

Following Mr. He's example, he sat on the handrail of the cloister, leaning against a pillar behind him, and looked at the unclosed courtyard door.

A figure flashed, and Erf was a little stunned.

It's that person again, who is she?

It turned out that Erf saw the figure at the door, it was the figure he had just met under the cherry tree, the man looked to be sixty or seventy years old, his face was full of wrinkles, his gray hair was combed in an untidy bun, and the clothes on his body could be seen to have been washed and faded, but they were very smooth.

Erf's heart was full of doubts, seeing that the person should be the grandmother serving in the house, but why did he sneakily appear beside him, if once or twice, it may be accidental, but in retrospect, Erfu felt as if he had seen this person no less than a dozen times.

Who the hell is she, and what does it have to do with herself?

Before Erfu could figure out what to do, Yuqing had already walked out with a glass fruit bowl, and Yubing followed Yuqing with a faint grievance on her face.

Erfu looked at Yubing's aggrieved appearance, smiled, and said, "How did you be taught a lesson by your sister Yuqing?"

Yu Bing immediately pursed her lips, turned around a little awkwardly, and muttered: "Gege, obviously you pulled the slave and maid to go, you watched Yuqing count the slaves and maids, and you didn't help the slaves and maids!"

“......”

Yuqing glanced at Yu Bing fiercely, knelt down beside Erfu on his knees, and said, "Gege, Yuqing has something to say, I don't know if I should say it?"

Erf smiled and nodded, and said softly, "You just say it, get up!"

As he spoke, Erfu glanced at Yu Bing, but Yu Bing looked at Erf stupidly like an insulator, and her eyes widened.

Erfu stroked her forehead speechlessly and said, "Don't help Yuqing yet!"

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