Did Mr. Xu Confess Today?

  Chapter 317 Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage

  "You, I just saw you write very elegantly, so I learned two pens temporarily."

  I learned two pens temporarily, the little girl is a boast about Haikou! If it weren't for the crowds around, Luo Xin seemed afraid that Mr. Kwong would beat her.

   "Sorry, sorry."

  Luo Xin seemed to step forward to hold Ruoruo, and she never expected that the little girl would dare to talk and do it.

  Mr. Kuang saw her with a cloud on his face.

  "Follow me?"

  "It's pure coincidence. I live near here, and we came out and went around. I just recognized you, sorry."

  Mr. Kuang received his equipment in a dark face, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed, leaving Luo Xin Sihe Ruoruo.

   "My niece is not sensible, don't be angry."

  Mr. Kuang, this person loves face, if Ruo Tong Yan Wuji learns two strokes temporarily, he must have broken his face.

   Packed things up, Mr. Kwong left angrily.

  Luo Xin seemed to sigh, Ruoruo looked confused.

   "This grandpa is too glass-hearted, I really write two pens casually, why is he angry?"

   "My friend, you really haven't experienced the severe beatings of the society. People have practiced for so many years, didn't you save his face by making two temporary strokes?"

"Ha ha."

Luo Xinsi and Ruoruo continued to take a walk. When they came to the second phase of the park, Ruoruo was happy. The little old man ran here again to splash ink. It seems that he is too addicted to calligraphy. A sort of. Ruo Ruo was just about to come forward to tease the little old man, but Luo Xin seemed to hold him down.

"What are you doing?"

   "Little ancestor, don't be angry with him, or your aunt's business will be over."

If it is not an obedient child, from beginning to end, taking advantage of Luo Xin seemingly inadvertently ran to the forefront, Mr. Kwong writes a stroke and she learns to write a stroke, and Mr. Kwong's mop is dipped in water, and she does nothing. During the performance, Mr. Kwong obviously saw her, but a child couldn't drive her away, and she didn't cause any real trouble now.

  He draws one stroke and she imitates it, he draws two strokes, and she imitates twice. If this child is just a little donkey who is holding back and playing backwards, the more unknown things are, the more she likes it. The future is unknown, and it is particularly interesting because of this unknown. She was a notoriously problematic student at school, with good grades and poor personality. The extracurricular class didn't worry too much, and even taking her out to get involved, she was simply a little devil.

  At this moment, everyone around is pointing, some are laughing and joking, some are laughing and joking.

  Mr. Kuang really has no choice, he is caught in the little girl’s conspiracy, and is in a dilemma.

  "Grandpa, borrow this big brush from me. I want to learn from you."

  "Do you want to make two temporary intentions?"

   "I promise to study hard this time!"

  The little girl can really kill her popularity when she speaks, and she learns the three words to make her free just now.

Putting Mr. Kwong on the fire again, Luo Xin seems to have no way to control the situation. According to Ruoruo's personality, this incident has been on the line and has to be announced. It will be counterproductive, it is better to be powerless.

  Mr. Kuang gave her the writing brush again, and the little girl kept talking while writing her little mouth, Luo Xin seemed to be frightened.

  Luo Xin seems to have a pain in his brain now, very painful. The little girl has reached the point where people want to find a place to sew in.

   wrote about fifteen minutes, and it was almost half past nine in the night, Luo Xin seemed to whisper to Ruoruo: "Friend, it's too late, we have to go home."

   "Grandpa hasn't left, what are you in a hurry?"

  Mr. Kuang listened to Luo Xinsi and Ruoruo’s dialogue and couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that this little girl was really bad to speak, but she really treated her own temper, a stinky child.

   "Yes, I haven't left, what are you in a hurry!"

"I???!!!"

  Luo Xin seemed to be unable to laugh or cry. How did these two people fight themselves together? It's weird.

It was really hard to write a big brush. After a while Ruoruo was already sweating profusely, but the little girl was still insisting, even Luo Xin seemed to not let her sweat, the sweat bead fell on the ground and became the last One point, amazed.

   "Little girl, good writing, tough, should you learn from me?"

   "You said that you should learn from you? You have such a bad temper, can you teach children?"

  "Are you better-tempered than me?"

   Ruoruo looked up for a moment, as if they were each other.

   "I was on a whim. The teachers in the school are enough for me to fight off. Let me have a calligraphy master. It's too difficult for me."

   "Oh, little girl, it's rare for me to accept an apprentice."

   "I don't recognize the master too!"

  Where is a child? This is more than adult’s, but Mr. Kwong actually has a special temper with this child.

   "Then you go back and think about it?"

   Ruoruo nodded.

On the way back, Luo Xin seemed to ask Ruoruo what she thought. She knew this old man and was a celebrity in this city. It is estimated that many people would like to line up to learn from him. If she wants to learn calligraphy, she can contact him. Of course, also She can be sent to a special calligraphy agency, and the decision is hers.

   "I said I was just for fun."

   "Let’s do it, my little girl learns a line like a line! There are more cows than auntie!"

  This matter has become more complicated now. It was originally just a game with each other. If Ruo joins, Luo Xin seems to be a little scared, afraid of hurting the children's young hearts.

  Alice realized that she was in a daze again, and walked over and offered a cup of milk tea.

  Her brother did not let the little puffer fish drink cold, Alice specially ordered a cup of warm, the southern May has already begun to heat up.

  Luo Xin seemed to take Alice to the bones, and said that she met Mr. Kwong yesterday, and Alice could not find any place to break through her iron shoes.

   "I am afraid of hurting her young heart."

  "Young? Ruoruo? I'm afraid your nephew and niece might misunderstand me. Is she young? Her heart is stronger than you."

  Luo Xin seemed to look at the bone spirit, and the bone spirit spread his hands and agreed.

"Now what?"

  Luo Xinsi had just finished speaking, the bone-bone spirit's cell phone rang, come on, said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

   "Hush!"

  Mr. Kuang’s phone call came in the morning. The little old man always started working in the afternoon. It must be an urgent matter to find someone in the morning.

  Bone Bone Essence sandwiched Mandarin in Cantonese, Luo Xin seemed to understand but not understand, she guessed it probably meant to let them go again.

   Putting down the phone, the bone spirit continued to spread his hands.

   "Come to live, Alice called your miraculous second sister, let her be at the Kwong's compound in an hour, Mr. Kwong would like to please."

   "Can't you call her by yourself?"

  "Have you ever seen an ace versus an ace?"

   "I have seen it, it looks pretty."

  These two people are too silly to let anyone else.

   "Mr. Kwong is still a person who pays attention to the sense of ceremony! Do you have to complete the three visits to the thatched cottage?"

  "If he wants a sense of ritual, he will give him a sense of ritual, little puffer fish, put on good makeup, sister will bring you a cool one."

  (End of this chapter)