Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

Teng Yiyan's questioning voice was angrily, but who cares if he is busy or tired?

After hearing his questioning, Zhu Jianshu felt more joyful. An Xinglan saw that Teng Yiyan's hair seemed to be blown up, so she felt guilty politely. I won't bother him anymore, and I will give him a few days to catch up with homework like crazy.

After An Xinglan thought this way, he was able to look directly at Teng Yiyan with confidence again, his clear eyes were innocent - what are you talking about, Tangtang?Why are you angry again?

Zhu Jianshu stepped sideways in front of An Xinglan at the right time, dissatisfied with Teng Yiyan, who had an angry and fierce look on his face, and said, "Who are you calling a brat? Junior brother can't call?"

"Tell me, what happened to catching fish and climbing trees just now?"

Teng Yiyan's anger stagnated, "What, what? Can't you? Let me tell you, brat, don't think about me playing with you again in the future."

"Do you think it's worth showing off when you take a two-year-old child into the water and up the tree? If you are careful, it's fine, but you don't know that you are big and thick? You can make people feel at ease when you bring a child? You can play with it at such a young age. dangerous?"

"Zhu Jianshu, who do you call a reckless man? Why don't I make people feel at ease? I will let him have an accident? Is it because I fall into the water and I can't pick it up? Or if I fall under a tree and I can't catch it?" Teng Yiyan, who looked down on him, was very angry, how great is it for you to be a big brother?

"Falling into the water? Falling under the tree? He's your younger brother, you treat him as a toy?"

"So what? You still have to be like your mother-in-law? He is a junior, and he will go out to kill the enemy in the future. Do you think you are raising a boudoir lady?"

Zhu Jianshu, who was said to be an old mother, turned pale: "Teng Yiyan! You went outside to kill the enemy when you were two years old?!"

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At the beginning, An Xinglan didn't feel anything when the topic was off topic, but now the topic is getting more and more noisy, and the noise is getting louder and louder. None of the subordinates in the indoor and outdoor corners dare to move, for fear of being caught by the two His Highness brought disaster to the fish in the pond.

An Xinglan moved aside from behind Zhu Jianshu, and walked out, "Don't be fierce, don't quarrel."

"Diandian, don't be angry."

"Tangtang, Tangtang, don't be angry."

An Xinglan's head is a little dizzy, what's the matter?But as the central figure in the content of the quarrel, if he doesn't persuade the fight, who else can persuade it?

The sudden sound of a child's voice made the two of them dumbfounded for a moment. The little boy frowned with worry on his face and told them not to quarrel. The room was suddenly filled with embarrassment.

Usually, your sarcasm and indirect sarcasm are fairly standard, and most of you still maintain superficial friendliness, but just now you were very straightforward and naive, very out of style, and now the little guy sees it like this It is even more childish to define it as a 'quarrel', embarrassing the two Highnesses.

Teng Yiyan said: "Who quarreled? Just fight."

Zhu Jianshu smiled coldly: "Do you want to fight?"

An Xinglan hurriedly pulled Zhu Jianshu's sleeve: "Diandian, let's go back." Then he said to Teng Yiyan: "Tangtang copied the book, Tuantuan is back."

The fight failed, and everyone broke up unhappy. Zhu Jianshu picked up An Xinglan and went back. On the way, An Xinglan looked at Zhu Jianshu's face, and said again: "Diandian is not angry."

"Not angry, I can't be angry with him."

However, he still cared a little about Teng Yiyan's mother-in-law and mother-in-law Zhu Jianshu, so he couldn't help asking An Xinglan, "Tuantuan, are you talking about my mother-in-law?" He frowned again because of this word eyebrow.

But after asking, I regretted it, what does Tuantuan know, and he is definitely not related to mother-in-law, his majestic majesty, countless subordinates are all in awe of him, even when he is gentler, people outside are more afraid, How could you get involved with your mother-in-law?

Just the second child's broken mouth!

Suddenly two little hands fell from his eyebrows, the little guy being held by him was taller than him at this moment, looking at him, his little face was very close at hand, at this time the little brows also frowned, stretched out two With one hand, the little finger landed between his brows, "Don't frown."

"Diandian is good, I like Diandian, don't be angry."

The little fingers between the eyebrows were soft, and the little face that was close at hand showed concern, and the depression caused by the broken mouth of the second child was easily dissipated.Even Zhu Jianshu smiled and moved his head forward, and lightly touched the little guy's forehead.

Then the little guy pushes it hard with his small forehead, and rubs back and forth affectionately, ahem, it's a bit like the forehead pushing game he played with that big white dog.

An Xinglan and Zhu Jianshu regained their joy here, and they could hear the very happy and contagious laughter of the children from a long distance away.

And after Teng Yiyan wished Jianshu and the others to leave, he didn't have time to vent his emotions and had to go back to the study to continue. The speed of copying in his hand didn't wear off the anger just now. Come here again, son, and block me outside."

But Teng Yiyan's order didn't come in handy.Isn't this why An Xinglan decided to be kind to him under Teng Yiyan's accusation, and decided not to harass him in the last few days?Don't really be able to finish copying the book by then, it's quite pitiful.

And Zhu Jianshu also sent someone to pick him up to play, and even played ball with him and Maomao.Playing ball with Zhu Jianshu is also fun. Unlike Teng Yiyan, Zhu Jianshu can release water, sometimes pretending to miss the ball and not being able to catch the ball, winning and losing is another very enjoyable way to play.

And Zhu Jianshu also felt good playing this kind of game with the children, and didn't find it boring.

It was An Xinglan who yelled to stop first, and Zhu Jianshu asked him: "Is this the end of the game?"

An Xinglan shook her head, "I'll see what Diandian is doing."

Then there was such a scene, Zhu Jianshu approved the letters and documents, while An Xinglan played with toys on the other side, and sometimes played with Mao Mao for a while, but the voice was not loud or noisy.

Zhu Jianshu will talk to him after a while, and even walk over to play with his little toys.

If someone from the sect came to talk to Zhu Jianshu, An Xinglan would take a look curiously, Zhu Jianshu would give a brief introduction, and An Xinglan would not bother them to talk about it.

An Xinglan had lunch at Zhu Jianshu's place, took a nap, and ate snacks in the afternoon, and then asked his servants to take him for a stroll around the area, and then had dinner.

I stayed at Zhu Jianshu's place for almost a whole day, and both the adults and the children were in a good mood, and Zhu Jianshu's business during the day did not decrease at all.

If Teng Yiyan knew about this matter, he would be even more pissed off. Why is it that he is pestering him as soon as he arrives, so that he can't do anything?As soon as he arrived at the boss's place, he was obedient and caring, like a different cub?

Well, thank goodness he didn't know.Teng Yiyan didn't have the mind to care about other things now, and under his haste, he finally finished copying what he was going to copy before the deadline.

When Teng Yiyan stood in front of An Yeming, his eyes were full of anticipation, "My lord, it's all here, can you take a look?"

An Yeming was not only Teng Yiyan and An Yeming here, but An Xinglan was also called here. After all, Teng Yiyan was also punished because of bullying An Xinglan.

An Xinglan looked at the hill-like pile of paper filled with ink, his mouth was so shocked that he couldn't close it, and suddenly he felt sympathy for him, the second senior brother, and this sympathy was soaring at the old Gao .

Before Teng Yiyan maliciously bullied him, let him be thrown by the bird, and was held in the bird's mouth, it should be written off at this point.

Normally, I just saw that he didn't feel it when he wrote every time, but now that these ink-blotted papers are put together, An Xinglan is shocked by how much they are, and it's quite amazing.

The papers that Teng Yiyan copied were all bound one by one, An Yeming took a random copy from it, and after turning over two pages, he looked at Teng Yiyan: "Is that how it was copied?"

An Xinglan tiptoed to look in An Yeming's hand. After seeing it, she felt that it was no wonder that An Yeming was dissatisfied. There were typos and ink stains, and the roll was scored zero.

Well, An Xinglan didn't realize at all that he also contributed to it.

Still hearing An Yeming say: "Is this how you are perfunctory?" He nodded his head.

"Master, I, I..." Teng Yiyan really couldn't tell, he went back and copied it again, and he was afraid that such words would come out of their master's mouth.

An Xinglan felt that his second senior brother's tall stature and evil appearance turned into a pitiful one at this moment.

Anyway, An Xinglan took pity on him for a second. For the sake of the friendship they played together, An Xinglan decided to plead for him humanitarianly, and he didn't care if it was useful or not.

"Master, brother Tangtang copied all these?"

An Yeming nodded.

"Wow~, it's amazing!"

An Yeming disagreed with this statement: "It's not great, the boss won't even accept the tipping money in the bookstore."

Teng Yiyan: Yeah, it's not that ugly, is it?It's okay too.And why can't Your Majesty save some face in front of the brat?

Heh, it's no wonder that An Yeming was so caring enough to save him face, An Yeming flipped through a few more pages and threw it into the pile of papers, and said to An Xinglan: "You can't learn from him in the future, let me be your teacher." Shame."

People like Zhu Jianshu and Teng Yiyan were already grown up when they became his disciples. An Yeming didn't care about their reading and literacy, and it had nothing to do with him.But An Xinglan is different. He was raised since childhood, and it will be his who will be lost by then.

After An Yeming said this, An Xinglan could only nod obediently, and he couldn't care less about Teng Yiyan's gaze on the back of his head.

But An Xinglan also said to An Yeming: "Brother Tangtang copies every day, so tiring."

An Yeming looked at Teng Yiyan with even more distaste: "Can these things make you miserable?"

Teng Yiyan: ...

That's right, didn't you always know my weakness, that's why you punished me like this?

If you are punished, you will be punished, so why not mock him if it is either the boss or you, today or tomorrow?

People, just can't have shortcomings.

If you get caught, you will always step on that point hard.

But An Yeming could mock him, but he didn't dare to turn back, so he could only say weakly, "I didn't complain too much."

"Master, you see that I have finished copying, is it okay?"

Good or bad, what do you say?What are you talking about with the brat?Didn't it make him hang and feel uncomfortable?

Teng Yiyan didn't even think that An Xinglan would intercede with him. Earlier, he wanted the little boy to intercede for him so that he could copy less books, but the little boy didn't understand at first, so explain it to him After that, the little brat said that he would be punished if he made a mistake.

Teng Yiyan was so angry at that time.

Now I don't want to count on the little boy.

I just hope that their lords can forgive me, no matter what, he finished copying, right?Teng Yiyan had some hopes for this.

"I just said you were perfunctory, did you say it's okay?"