"Meat," he held out his little finger and pointed to the bowl of meat on the table.

”The white mother-in-law gave Xiaomu a reward, and Xiaomu ate it with his brother. "

The little tree touched his brother's head, and his nose became sour. Fortunately, they came here. Fortunately, they also followed the young master. Otherwise, they were still out eating and wearing warm clothes. Maybe they would freeze to death.

They are less likely to survive this winter.

"Brother, eat meat."

The little wood pulled the sleeve of the little tree again.

"Good, meat."

The small tree brought the bowl of meat over and put it in front of the two people. The bowl of meat was very solid, and it was filled with enough materials. Even if you just smell it, you can know how delicious it must be, let alone eat it into your mouth.

If it was put in the uncle's house, the meat in the house would be locked in the cupboard by the uncle's mother, and how could it be given to the two brothers? Even if the meal was noodles and there was a piece or two of meat, it would end up in the mouth of the children in the uncle's house. He and the little tree had no chance to drink soup.

Xiaoshu picked up the chopsticks, clip a piece of fat and thin meat, and fed it to Xiaomu. Xiaomu ate it in his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed contentedly.

The little tree also ate a piece of it.

It's delicious.

The two brothers, you and I, ate the meat into their stomachs. In the end, there were half bowls left for them to eat tomorrow. And this bowl of meat was pressed firmly enough for them to eat for several days.

Of course, they are not afraid that there will be no other meat to eat when the meat is finished.

As long as the young master has a mouthful of meat, there must be a mouthful of broth from their brothers.

The little tree after the younger brother Antun good, this is to walk out, and outside, white elder brother son or sit there reading.

The small tree hurriedly passed by, also stood in front of the white elder brother son.

Berger put down his pen and pointed to the table.

"Write a few words."

After hesitating for a long time, Xiao Shu sat down and wrote down some words he often practiced recently. Berger put his finger on the table and tapped it gently.

He felt that he taught very well. When he returned to the mansion, his grandfather would know that he would teach.

Outside, I don't know when, it's already covered with ice and snow, and more and more snow falls on the ground, but overnight, by the morning of the next day, the ground has already fallen white, or a tree wrapped in vegetable.

Xiaoshu followed Baimei and walked forward. His hands on his side could not help clenching. He did not know where Baimei took him?

He can only follow Baimei behind, but also face those things that he may not want to face, but not to face.

And in the distant courtyard, you can hear the children's noise. The small trees can hear it, and there is the sound of small wood inside.

This is where the young boy of Tuanzi is playing with a snowman outside. The hill with long dimples and small wood are all there.

It's just like what white brother said at the beginning.

What can the brothers do?

He is a bookboy, as long as he accompanies the master to read.

As for Kobayashi, he doesn't have to do anything, as long as he plays with Tuanzi.

And so on.

Bagore also said, "are they performing their duties, or do they have monthly silver?".

Just when Xiaoshu was still thinking, the white plum in front of him also stopped. Xiaoshu quickly took back his feet. Fortunately, he eased his mind in time, otherwise, he had to bump into Baimei rashly.

If so, the small tree really did not know, such as the protection of the white plum cross.

"Don't be nervous."

Baimei reached out her hand and touched the little tree's head in comfort.

"She doesn't eat people, and you don't have to be afraid."

The little tree opened his mouth and wanted to ask what he wanted to ask, but finally he closed his mouth, because at this time, the white plum has opened the curtain, and the heat inside the curtain is also coming, which seems to warm people's hearts.

"Come in."

As soon as the curtain was opened, Baimei let the little tree in.

And the small tree's foot took a step forward, but also bravely walked in.

As soon as he went in, the warmth in the house was instantaneous, and the chill on him was also clear.

What's more, they are all warmer than the courtyard they live in.

There is a fox lying on the ground, with four feet facing the ground. A long tail is shaking from time to time. Even the small trees can feel it. This fox is comfortable to enter.

The small tree's eyes move up again, but at last they can't help but widen their own eyes"Big sister!"

White plum "..."

Why is the wife the big sister, she is the white mother-in-law, she is also very young ah.

Is it because Yurong ointment is too little?

Shen Qingci heard the big sister of Xiaoshu. First, she was stunned, and then her red lips were lifted up slightly. All of a sudden, her face was as anti-inflammatory as flowers.

Big sister, the small tree ran past, but also stood in front of Shen Qingci.

"Big sister, why are you here?"

"I live here," Shen Qingci stretched out his hand and arranged the tree's hair. The children of the poor had been in charge of the house early. It was not necessary to guess. He combed his hair by himself.

The little tree thought, as if he had forgotten something.

"That's not the big sister."

"Not big sister, but big brother? "

" that's my aunt. "

Aunt?

In addition to the prince, the biggest master of the mansion

the small tree knelt on the ground in a hurry, which was also a regular kowtow.

"The little tree sees the princess."

The last thing that Shen Qing didn't like to hear before he left was that he was called a girl.

But now she is a big sister who likes the little tree.

Sounds like, what makes people feel so comfortable?

"Get up."

Shen Qingci smiles at the small tree. It seems that people and animals are harmless and full of good intentions.

The little tree stood up and stood on one side.

"How's your handwriting practice?"

Shen Qingci asked him, vaguely remembering that he was a very studious child. He used to borrow light from a wall in ancient times, and he also used the lamp to practice calligraphy.

But did he insist on it?

did he still remember his original intention.

Whether people have not forgotten the past

"childe said that great progress has been made."

The small tree bowed its head, and it also tightened its clothes.

"Always practicing."

Shen Qingci asked again.

"Well, the little tree nods," said the young master. If you practice more, you will make progress. "

Shen Qingci stretched out his hand and touched the little tree's head. "If you like to learn, it's good to follow Bai Ge'er in the future. I'll talk with Bai Xiang and let him cultivate with you."

Such a determined child, if he can go on like this, may not be able to become a success in the future, but if he gives up halfway, it can only be his own loss.

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