After hearing that renjiang had benefited, Gu Fenghua discovered a problem.
Jingtianfeng is not the only one who is poor. It seems that the whole flying clan is very poor
Jiang Li and he Jinshui were moved to hear what renjiang gave them, but in Gu Fenghua's eyes, it's really not so good.
Alas, poor school, poor clan. Looking at elder martial brother Jiang, who has always been calm, with shining eyes, Gu Fenghua felt a little sad. It seems that she should make money to support her teachers.
"Another few places will be decided in the clan competition in a month's time. I'll reserve your quota for you. Come and have a look then. " Wen renjiang no longer regarded Gu Fenghua as an ignorant child.
"OK, thank you, master. Is it time for us to have dinner?" Gu Fenghua's stomach rang at this moment.
They were shocked to realize that it was time for dinner.
"Oh, yes, let's eat first." Wen renjiang has already had people prepare a table of food and even wine. Because he thinks that xiaofenghua in Jinshuikou is an expert with white beard and white hair. As a result, he is a child, so wine is useless.
A few people sat around the table, the atmosphere is unprecedented relaxed. Qiao Feiyu's injury has always been a dark cloud over them. Now that the dark cloud has gone away, it's natural that they all drink and have fun.
Gu Fenghua is adding vegetables to Lang ZhuYue.
"Little elder martial brother, you need to eat more meat to grow tall and fat, you know?" Gu Feng said in Chinese.
"Are you as fat as my younger martial sister?" Wave bamboo month took a sentence, eyes are worship.
Gu Fenghua choked and began to feel congested. There's nothing wrong with this sentence, but it doesn't sound so good. Also, adore oneself to grow so fat, really good?
"Eat, eat." Gu Fenghua gave Lang ZhuYue a chance to eat a large family. Talk less and eat more meat. "
"Good." Lang ZhuYue nodded. What the younger martial sister said was all right. It must be right to listen to the younger martial sister.
Listening to Gu Fenghua's words, Wen renjiang is in a mixed mood because he seldom has a chance to eat big families. Can you stop saying this so loudly in front of him.
When you have enough to eat and drink, you return with a full load.
When Jiang Li came back to his yard with the two little ones, it was already the beginning of the light. After lighting the oil lamps in the two stone lamp towers at the door, Jiang Li went to boil hot water and prepared to let the two little ones wash and sleep.
Gu Fenghua sat at the door, looking at the two stone lighthouses in front of the courtyard, thinking about the problem.
Elder martial brother Jiang Li is really nice to her. From the very beginning, I decided to stay with her and took good care of her. Although he never said much, he could feel his love. Lang ZhuYue is a silly child, not to mention that she is the first to think of her, whether it's food or use. He is now a little girl, like a proud rooster.
Gu Fenghua has never been a teacher, and naturally he has never felt the friendship of his school. It's really good to feel the friendship of the school for the first time.
"Younger martial sister, come and wash your face. I'll screw up the towel for you." The sound of the moon came from the room.
Gu Fenghua smiles, gets up and responds loudly: "coming!"
I don't know if this is black history. Let a seven-year-old take care of his face and wring a towel to wash his face.