"It turns out that my father is in my mother again, why don't you go back to the house in broad daylight!" Nalan Changyi tilted his head and said with interest.

Liang Yuyan behind him blushed, and hurriedly pulled him: "Don't look, Changyi, you are young, these shouldn't be ...... for you"

The voice of the voice alarmed Luo Qingluan, she separated from Nalan Ye with a red face, and when she saw that her son and Liang Yuyan were in front of her, she glared at Nalan Ye fiercely, meaning to say to him, it's okay now, catch your son right, it's not a shame.

Regardless of cleaning up Nalan Night, Luo Qingluan pretended to be calm and walked over: "Is Changyi hungry, my mother let the kitchen cook?" ”

"Wow, it's time to eat!"

Nalan Changyi cheered and ran towards Nalan Ye, who gently touched his head, not blushing at all about what had just happened.

It was another harmonious scene, the whole family gathered together to eat, talk and laugh, laugh and laugh at the dinner table, there was no respect for master and servant, there were no strict rules, and there was no imminent urgency......

Luo Qingluan is satisfied with a meal, such a day is the best for her. On the second day, Liang Yuyan was replaced and sent Nalan Changyi to the Tianxing Pavilion.

Luo Qingluan had already told her what happened yesterday, but Liang Yuyan's temper was not so good, and when she left, she told Nalan Changyi: "Changyi, if that master still makes things difficult for you, you can come back and tell your aunt, and your aunt will help you teach him a lesson." ”

Nalan Changyi shook his head, but disagreed: "Thank you, Aunt Liang, don't use it, the master taught me, and I didn't do something right, as long as I listen to the class well, the master won't scold." ”

"Still swearing?" Liang Yuyan heard it astonishedly, and her mind turned to the master's scolding, "It's just hateful, who dares to scold Changyi, aunt and grandmother, I have to teach him a good lesson!" ”

Who ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall and dared to scold Xiao Shizi? Changyi was distressed like his own son, she was reluctant to say a word when she saw the big one since she was a child, and others dared to beat and scold, she would definitely pay it back tenfold.

knew that Luo Qingluan was writing a notebook during this time, but even Liang Yuyan didn't know what she was writing, only that she was busy. Usually most of the time in charge of picking up Nalan Changyi, it falls on her, for Changyi's affairs in the Tianxing Pavilion, Liang Yuyan feels that she is duty-bound.

As usual, Nalan Changyi was sent to the door of the Tianxing Pavilion before the hour, and Liang Yuyan reluctantly told him, for fear that because of his own negligence, Xiao Shizi would be treated unfairly.

It's almost time for class, and the other kids have almost arrived.

When some saw Nalan Changyi, they came to greet them affectionately, while others were disdainful, took a cold look and left, completely inconsistent with their age, looking old-fashioned. There were also little girls who happened to be sent by their families, and when they saw that Nalan Changyi was also at the door, they immediately ran over to say hello.

"Changyi, you're here too, let's go in together, right?" The little girl who spoke was about six years old, with a ball-haired hair, an apricot-colored shirt, plain cloth shoes, a round face and big eyes, and she looked cute.

Liang Yuyan asked, "Changyi, your classmate?" ”

The subordinate on the side immediately said: "Our owner is the boss of Guizhilou, this is our young lady." ”

Nalan Changyi also said: "Aunt Liang, this is my classmate Yu'er. ”

The girl named Yu'er opened her eyes wide, stared at Liang Yuyan, and smiled very cutely: "You are Changyi's aunt, my name is Yu'er, my aunt is good." ”

Touching Yu'er's head, Liang Yuyan still likes this little girl: "Yu'er is so good, go to class quickly."

Come in, go in, I'll pick you up when you're out of school. ”

Yu'er was just about to nod, but her family on the side stopped doing it, staring at Liang Yuyan with a vigilant expression: "Miss, we are the only ones to pick up, just take care of your family, don't work hard." ”

Yo, these people really have a temper!

Liang Yuyan turned around and wanted to do it, but suddenly remembered that it was not before, and in front of him was the Tianxing Pavilion, where the young master read and went to class. And she no longer lives a life full of crises, and she needs to pay attention to her surroundings at all times.

Too lazy to give these ordinary people general knowledge, Liang Yuyan smiled faintly, waved at Nalan Changyi, and watched him go in before leaving.

In the Heavenly Star Pavilion, classes are held every day at the hour of the hour, and all the masters also come at this time, and they will definitely not be advanced or delayed.

Nalan Changyi and Yu'er entered the classroom of the Qingzhu class and found their place to sit down, and the other twenty desks next to them were basically full. He was about the same age, there were men and women, the oldest was only nine years old, and the youngest was four years old, he was not very old, but because of his height, he was placed in the penultimate row by the master.

As soon as he sat in his place, Nalan Changyi put down his schoolbag, and heard a half-sized group next to him come over: "Changyi, you weren't beaten yesterday?" ”

This person is his tablemate, named Zhang Xiaobao, the only son of Zhang Long, the owner of the largest rice store in the city.

Zhang Xiaobao is five years old this year, the same year as Nalan Changyi, and usually talks to him the most. Yesterday, Zhang Xiaobao was talking to him in class, and he was almost caught by his master.

"No, my mother rarely beats me." Nalan Changyi said.

"Oh, so that means you've been beaten?" Zhang Xiaobao became curious.

"No, I don't remember anyway."

While the two were talking, a tall little fat man came over and slapped Nalan Changyi's table: "Nalan Changyi, what about me, my homework?" ”

Seeing this little fat man, Zhang Xiaobao shrunk his neck and hid behind Nalan Changyi: "It's Liang Fat!" ”

As soon as the words came out, the little fat man looked over with his chubby cheeks, and his little face was accompanied: "Zhang Xiaobao, who are you talking about, who is the fat man?" ”

Zhang Xiaobao didn't dare to speak, although this little fat man looked stunned, he was a tyrant in Qingzhutang, and no one wanted to mess with him.

The little fat man's name is Liang Dong, he has a fat head and big ears, although he is only eight years old, his height has caught up with Nalan Changyi, far exceeding the rest of the class. Although he is not very good at his brain and stutters when he speaks, his father is a prince who surrendered in the former dynasty of Beijun City, and he was still named the Marquis of Fengyuan by Emperor Xichu, which is considered to be rich, as long as he doesn't make trouble.

Counting, there are not ten similar princes in the entire Beijun City, but there are also eight, and when the Fengyuan Marquis was born in the previous dynasty, even if he was the most prestigious, now that the former dynasty has collapsed, he surrendered to Xichu and became the northern county, and this Fengyuan Marquis is still free.

Because he is the richest and the most obedient, he also went to the capital to meet Emperor Xichu the year before last, and he got some rewards when he came back, so he is a person with a head and a face in Beijun City.

Now that Liang Dong, the grandson of Feng Yuanhou, was sent to the Tianxing Pavilion, the best school, he naturally became the boss of the class, and some dignitaries and colleagues from the previous dynasty still had contacts with each other, and their children naturally had friendships.

Liang Dong is usually held by others, and he is called Liang Shizi, but now when he hears Zhang Xiaobao call him Liang Fatzi, he is immediately unhappy.

At home, everyone is called the son of the world, and his mother is shouting every day 'heart and liver baby', and he can't be spoiled, and he has developed a temper that shows off his martial arts.

As soon as he heard Liang Dong's words, Zhang Xiaobao didn't dare to speak anymore, and hid behind Nalan Changyi: "No, I didn't, I didn't say it, Liang, Liang Shizi, you heard it wrong." ”

Seeing that the other party was so frightened by him, Liang Dong was also proud, and his attention fell on Nalan Changyi again.

A child beside him, who was also seven or eight years old, stood up and slapped the table heavily: "Nalan Changyi, Liang Shizi asked you something, what about your homework, have you done a good job?" ”

"Homework? What homework? Nalan Changyi smiled, opened his schoolbag, and took out a few pages in front of him, "Mine, it's naturally done." ”

"What about mine?"

Liang Dong was stunned for a moment, and said loudly: "Didn't you let you do it for me?" Yesterday, the master assigned the homework, copied three words five times, did you write it for me? ”

Nalan Changyi shook his head: "No, it's not my business, why should I do it." ”

Liang Dong suddenly got angry: "You didn't write it for me?" ”

Zhang Xiaobao whispered on the side: "Shame, shame, obviously the biggest in the class, it's really embarrassing to let a classmate younger than me do homework." ”

"What do you say? Say it again? ”

Zhang Xiaobao suddenly coaxed again: "No, no, I didn't say anything." He craned his neck and said no more.

With a snort, Liang Dong thrust his waist and said with a straight face: "Nalan Changyi, you didn't write my homework for me, what should I do when the master asks?" ”

What to do? What's the matter with him?

Nalan Changyi didn't bother to pay attention to it, sat down directly, took the book out of his bag, and put it on the table.

At this moment, Liang Dong made a look, and the attendant next to him understood, snatched Nalan Changyi's homework, and ran to the side and laughed: "Ah, look at who wrote this?" Yo, it's so well written, I'm afraid I want to be praised by the master, right? ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the place where the name was written on the top, and tore it quickly, only to hear a loud noise, tearing a corner.

"Liang Shizi, here you go." The attendant handed Liang Dong the homework with the name torn off.

"Smack!"

Liang Dong gave him a slap: "It's torn, this world, even if it is handed over, the master, the master will scold!" ”

Really, it's just a stupid person, how could he play with such a stupid person?

The attendant was dumbfounded, Zhang Xiaobao and the children watching next to him also clapped their hands and laughed: "Ahaha, it's torn, it's torn...... It's useless, it's useless! ”

coughed twice, and at that moment, a figure walked in.

"Hello Master Zhang." The children suddenly dispersed, and then the jagged children's voices rang out and bowed.

"Hmm."

In an old-fashioned voice, a middle-aged man with half a hundred hair nodded, and glanced around at all the children in the Qingzhu class, "Well, have you all arrived?" Now let's start the roll call. ”

"Zhang Dong'er."

"Here!"

"Li Qiu."

"Here!"

“……”

After a while, the roll call was completed, and the middle-aged master was very satisfied, no one was late, and it was not bad.

"Now, put yesterday's homework on the table, and the old man will check them one by one."

There was a sound of paper, and the children put out the prepared homework, Nalan Changyi looked at his homework, not only was it torn, but it was also placed on Liang Dong's table, and for a while, he hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not.