Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 38 Little brother, my tooth fell out

The corners of Xiao Tingchen's lips twitched slightly, "I've only been away for half a day, and Mr. Xie hooked up with my little book boy?"

Xie Rongjing's expression changed instantly.

He got up, and waved open the folding fan carelessly, "Who cares about your little bookboy? I can get seventeen or eight such bookboys with my eyes closed! My son has a lot of silver! Who cares about him..."

Saying that, he looked at Su Jiu reluctantly, but still walked away proudly.

Xiao Tingchen reached out to Su Jiu, "Get up."

The little girl covered her mouth, put her little hand on his palm, and slowly followed him back to the bedroom.

The bedroom smells of thuja incense.

Su Jiu sat crying at the round table, holding a round bronze mirror the size of a palm, and saw a front tooth that was empty.

She sniffed the tip of her nose and looked at the little white teeth on the veil, not knowing what expression to make.

Her tooth was already crumbling. These days, she didn't even dare to eat the candy that her little brother gave her. She wanted to hold on for a few more days, but she fell and fell off today!
The little girl sighed decently, and said in a waxy voice: "Little brother, my tooth fell out..."

When speaking, there is still a little air leakage in the mouth.

Xiao Tingchen stared at her and smiled, "Sister is like a toothless rabbit, very cute."

Su Jiu was ashamed and annoyed, "Li... Li... Li thinks of bad guys!"

Xiao Tingchen picked up the small white teeth on the Supa to play with, and curled his thin lips lightly, "My sister is changing her teeth, and new teeth will grow out in a few days."

said,

He flicked out that little white tooth casually.

"My teeth!"

Su Jiu exclaimed.

"Sister, please keep in mind that the teeth that have fallen out on the top must be thrown under the bed. The teeth that have fallen out on the bottom must be thrown on the roof, so that the new teeth will grow neatly."

Su Jiu was dubious, "Really, really?"

"Why are you lying to me? I don't want to bring a book boy with crooked teeth out to meet people, it would be embarrassing."

Xiao Tingchen twisted the towel to wipe her face.

The corners of his lips were always raised, but the eyes he stared at Su Jiu were somewhat dim.

"It hurts...it hurts!"

Su Jiu felt that his face was about to be torn off by him!
Xiao Tingchen pressed her head, and his hands continued to move, "Your face is dirty, you need to wipe it clean, good boy."

He didn't forget how Xie Rongjing squeezed the little fox's face with his two paws just now.

That guy has dirty paws,
He had to wipe the little fox's face clean.

The next day.

As the sun rises in the east, the sound of heavy bronze bells echoes in the academy.

Su Jiu followed Xiao Tingchen to the school in a hurry, but saw a steady stream of students coming and going.

They were all dressed up in robes and belts, or carried vine-wood bookcases, or held books under their armpits. Some walked forward while shaking their heads and reciting scriptures, and some laughed and cursed in groups.

Su Jiu followed Xiao Tingchen into the upper dormitory of Jiazi, and saw twenty large and low tables on the floor, and another dark and ancient case in the front, probably Mr.'s book case.

A futon is placed behind the short table for students to sit on the ground.

Xiao Tingchen's seat is in the last row.

Su Jiu followed to the seat, and put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the low table for him.

After doing all this, the Master has not come yet.

Su Jiu looked around curiously. Most of the students were shaking their heads and reading, but there were also some who drew pictures and wrote poems, and some even painted in front of the mirror.

The Sidushu boy I met yesterday was walking around holding the paper for choosing the head of the dormitory, smiling and asking people to vote for his name.

In short, it is very lively and lively at first glance.

The bell rang for the last time, and the master finally stepped into the classroom with a book in his arms.

Xiao Tingchen said indifferently: "This master's surname is Zhu, and his name is Yu. What he teaches is 'ritual' among the six arts. He is also the main teacher in charge of the upper house of Jiazi."

Su Jiu nodded.

She knew that the scholars in the academy had to learn the six arts on weekdays. The six arts refer to "ritual, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics".

The so-called "ritual", in layman's terms, is the meaning of moral education.

But at this moment, a loud noise sounded from the back door.

Su Jiu looked over and saw that Young Master Xie whom he met yesterday rushed in with his bookboy.

He sat down on the seat carelessly, opened a pair of innocent phoenix eyes that were hooked inwardly and outwardly, and looked at the angry Master Zhu.

"You..." The master covered his aching heart with anger, "Xie Rongjing, you are late again! You are late on the first day of school today, are you right for your brother?! Do you know how much your brother looks forward to it? If you pass the exam, I will give you Xiejia Guangzong Yaozu?! How much money does your brother donate to the academy every year, are you worthy of those white money?!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the boy in the last row.

Xie Rongjing put his hands behind his head and said lazily: "Master, my elder brother didn't spend money from your family, and what I ate wasn't rice from your family. Why are you so distressed? Our Xie family has nothing but money. Woolen cloth!"

"you--"

Master Zhu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "You can't teach a child! You can't carve a rotten wood! You've been fooling around all day, and in the future, don't you want to point out your brother to eat?!"

There were titters immediately in the school dormitory.

Amidst the laughter, Xie Rongjing slowly sat upright.

Su Jiu tilted his head, this guy put on such a serious look, could it be that he was woken up by his master scolding him?
Soon, she saw Xie Rongjing's face full of arrogance, and she paused every word:
"Master, I, Xie Rongjing, am a person who cannot withstand criticism.

"How dare you criticize me,
"I'll scold you."

The room was silent.

(End of this chapter)