Chapter 487

"OK," Meiya nodded, sat on the stone beside the lake, watched Chen Qingxuan step down his shoes and socks, and then walked over to gather reeds. "Slow down, don't go inside."

"I know. Don't worry. Every Dragon Boat Festival, I come here to pick reed leaves. I'm very skilled." Chen Qingxuan smiles at Meiya, picking reed leaves quickly, and continues to talk about it. "It's near Jixian library. I'll send the reed leaves directly to private school."

After spring ploughing, the private school will resume. Chen Qingxuan and grandma Chen will move back to Jixian library tomorrow.

"Well, I see." Meiya looks back at the Jixian Bookstore not far away. Her eyes move a little along the mountain road, and finally freeze on a green leaf on the hillside. She stares at it, and then silently moves away her eyes.

"Girl, do you follow us back to the private school?" Chen Qingxuan was a little murmured in his heart. After holding for a long time, he asked.

Meiya looks down, randomly pulls out the grass in front of her and nods for half a day.

Chen Qingxuan's heart suddenly relaxed, but then he got together again. As he put the reed leaves on the bank, he looked at Meiya and said in a deep voice, "if you don't want to, you can live in my house. I'll let Grandma stay with you. I'll be ok with myself in the private school. Then..."

"Mr. Chen, thank you for your consideration, just..." Meiya looks up at Chen Qingxuan and says, "Mr. Chen, can you teach me how to read? And playing chess. I want to learn it too. "

"Well, what's wrong with that?" Chen Qingxuan was shocked, and then smiled, "I didn't expect to be a teacher for so many years, but I have the honor to receive a female disciple. I just don't know if my teacher can teach a female champion."

"Mr. Chen, you're making fun of me again," Meiya chuckled, chuckled and stopped laughing, and then he said, "how can I do that? There is no such promise. "

Chen Qingxuan looks at Meiya's appearance, and the smile on his face gradually fades away. He turns around and continues to pick two reed leaves. Finally, Meiya picks them. Meiya puts the reed leaves into the bamboo basket and reaches out to Chen Qingxuan: "come on, I'll pull you up."

Chen Qingxuan looks at the hand that is handed to him. It shakes his mind. This hand looks very thin and white. But when he looks closer, he can clearly see the roughness on the back of the hand and the cocoons on the palm. Chen Qingxuan's heart is full of pain. Even the daughter of an ordinary family can't break such a hand. Chen Qingxuan reaches out and holds Meiya's hand At the same time, he looked up at Meiya's young and lonely face, which was even more painful. He was so busy that he lowered his head and went ashore with Meiya's strength, trying to squeeze out a smile: "girl's strength is really great."

"That's all I've got." Meiya hooked her lips with self mockery and carried the bamboo basket behind her.

"Girl, what do you think is capable and promising?" Chen Qingxuan suddenly grabbed Meiya's hand. With strength in his hand, he forced Meiya to turn around.

"Mr. Chen..." Meiya looks at Chen Qingxuan helplessly, trying to get rid of his hand, but even though Meiya's strength is no greater, she can't compare with the adult man. She doesn't shake off after several times, and she doesn't move anymore. She frowns at Chen Qingxuan, and when she talks again, her tone is not good. "Mr. Chen, you let me go."

Chen Qingxuan immediately let go of the beauty bud, but the seriousness on his face did not diminish: "girl, is it only in your heart that you can play the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, song and Fu that can be regarded as promising?"? Are you illiterate, illiterate, and illiterate? What you work hard for is nothing? "

"Isn't it?" Meiya asked Chen Qingxuan with her neck stuck. She didn't know why Chen Qingxuan had to poke her pain. She was so angry that she started to bite her teeth.

"Let's talk about it. My grandma has worked so hard for so many years and pulled me up. She has never let me suffer from hunger and cold. Once upon a time, she planted ten mu of land by herself. She was greedy from morning to night and didn't have a day to relax. She just wanted to study for me. Do you think my grandma is capable?" Chen Qingxuan said seriously, looking at the red eyes of Meiya, but he didn't stop, and said, "besides, you, a 16-year-old girl, in such a desolate place as ningguta, just take care of a half dead paralytic. Looking at the former disabled, you are going to leave now. Do you think you are a promising girl? ”