Leave Jiang Xiao to comfort her forehead in the room.

He came back soon and bought two white smooth ceramic cups, different from the one before.

"Remember to write your name when you've done it." Meng also told her again and again in the past year.

Jiang Xiao took the cup with a headache.

Ordinary pigments can be used to draw on the cup, but it is not durable. If the painting is not baked, it is estimated that the pattern will be rubbed off after washing several times.

It can only be drawn with divine strokes.

But she didn't know what to draw with a magic brush.

Finally, Jiang Xiao looked through the book and found another pattern.

The name of the symbol is Qingqing, and some figures like orchids are interwoven together. The annotation didn't quite understand, but Jiang Xiao felt that it might be just a kind of effect similar to that of meditation. He drew a picture on his hand and did not feel anything different, so he drew it with ease.

After drawing it, it's really beautiful. It's even more beautiful than the previous meditation symbol.

At the bottom of the pattern, she wrote their names in fancy type.

A Qingjun year character, a delicate Xiao character.

Meng fell in love with this pair of cups at the first sight.

"It's nice. It's better than their one." He said.

Jiang Xiao feels the same way.

Just about to put away the cup with Xiao characters, one hand had already taken the cup first. "Which one do you use? Listen, you can only use it by yourself, not for others. Do you hear me?"

Meng took a serious look at her and went back to her room with that cup.

Jiang Xiao lenglenglengleng looked at the cup in front of him, looking at the year words on it. Well, can she erase the word?

Why does she feel so naive!

Meng's previous vacation has arrived, but Jiang Xiao doesn't want to return to Ping'an Town, so he can only go back to the camp first. Before leaving, he told Jiang Xiao again, "remember to write."

Jiang Xiao nodded vigorously.

Does she dare not write?

These three days, she has been changing clothes girl ah.

As soon as he left, Jiang Xiao and his grandparents went to Xue's again.

However, no one came to open the door after knocking for a long time.

"They're not going out, are they?" Jiang Songhai said.

Jiang Xiao has already heard the footsteps, "there are people in the room."

Sure enough, as soon as her voice fell, the door opened.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman with a delicate face. She looked a little similar to Mrs. Xue. Jiang Xiao Zheng for a moment, guess that this woman is Zheng Yuhe's wife, the heart suddenly had so a bit of strange feeling.

It can be said that she just saw the report of Mrs. Zheng's suicide not long ago. Now to see her so alive standing in front of his eyes, this feeling really do not know where to start.

"Uncle Songhai?" Mrs. Zheng also recognized Jiang Songhai. It seems that when Jiang Songhai came to find Xue Liujin and mentioned Jiang Yuequn, they were all present.

"Ah, ah, it's me." Jiang Songhai is still a little cramped.

"Uncle Songhai, I thought you were back. I didn't expect that you were still in M city! Come on in, come in. " Mrs. Zheng is also very warm to them.

In Jiang Xiao's eyes, her personality is somewhat similar to that of President Zheng. In principle, they are not like husband and wife who can't go on without a common topic.

"Auntie, come in." Mrs. Zheng looked at Jiang Xiao, "is this Xiao Jiang? Lao Zheng has been telling me about Xiao Jiang these days. I'm still sorry that I didn't see you. As a result, today is what I wish. Xiao Jiang is even more beautiful than Lao Zheng said. His eyes are smart. We like the beautiful orchid you drew. Unfortunately, it's said that someone has made a decision. He sighs all the time. "

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