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Qiao Yu just saw this colorful paper kite, picked it up and said with a smile: "Mom, how do you know that my kite is lost? It's still pretty. Follow up with the other one." He paused, "It's exactly the same?"

Mrs. Qiao looked at him with a half-smile.

Qiao Yu scratched his head and said, "My son is wrong."

Mrs. Qiao said softly, "What's wrong?"

"The fault is that you shouldn't go up the wall, you shouldn't yell at others, and you shouldn't disturb people's cleanliness." Qiao Yu pouted, "I told you everything over there, what else do I need to say?"

Mrs. Qiao said: "The servants of the Yuan Mansion didn't tell me anything, they just said: Master Yuan said that the wall is too high, it would be dangerous for the young master to go up it alone, please be careful." He couldn't help laughing as he complained for my good name, "Lord Yuan also said that he apologized to the young master on behalf of his younger brother. He didn't say a word at first, and then closed the window directly. It was very rude."

Qiao Yu muttered: "It's really rude." But his face slowly turned red, "Who uses him to apologize on behalf of my brother."

Mrs. Qiao reached out and tapped him on the head, "Master Yuan is His Majesty's chancellor, he is upright and respected by scholars all over the world, he is definitely not a hypocrite."

Qiao Yu grabbed the kite and said, "My son knows, he must study hard and become a person like Master Yuan when he grows up."

Mrs. Qiao laughed, "Mother doesn't want you to be rich, but only wants you to live a safe life."

Qiao Yu was still too young back then, so young that she didn't understand the deep meaning of Mrs. Qiao's extremely ordinary words.

By the time he understands, it will be too late.

"My son has gone back to his room to study." Before he finished speaking, he had already fled away.

Mrs. Qiao said: "You can play however you want, the only thing is, don't disturb Young Master Yuan."

Qiao Yu's voice came from afar, "Got it!"

Qiao Yu agreed happily, and he was even happier when he threw the kite into the yard next door.

He went up to the wall and swaggered and threw the kite into the yard.

Young Master Yuan on the opposite side didn't even raise his head, pretending that he didn't exist at all.

Qiao Yu thought for a while, waved his little hand, and said to the servant below who was anxious to hit the wall: "Bring the slingshot."

The maid hurriedly said, "Young Master, you can't."

Qiao Yu asked back, "Why not?"

The maid didn't know what to say about him, so she had to repeat what Madam usually said, "Because, because of impoliteness."

Qiao Yu snorted, got off the wall again, and ran back into the house.

The maid thought he had given up on this idea, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After a while, she realized that she had reassured too soon.

Qiao Yu came back, still holding a slingshot and a small box, and the things in the box rattled along the way, as if they were marbles.

The maid's mouth was dry and her heart was bitter, but she didn't dare to stop her, she watched Qiao Yu go up.

Qiao Yu opened the box, picked out a crystal clear bead, and put it in the leather case. Under the sunlight, this bead shone brightly. The maid's eyes darkened, and she immediately recognized that it was Master Qiao when he was an official in the South China Sea. The pearls that came out of the clam were dazzling and extremely rare. There were two beads, one big and one small. When marbles.

Before she could speak, Qiao Yu squinted her eyes, tightened the rubber band, and suddenly loosened her hand, and the beads flew out with a snap.

The beads landed steadily on the inkstone on Young Master Yuan's table, splashing ink all over the table.

Young Master Yuan was under such a sudden attack and couldn't continue reading. He looked at the table, and when he raised his head to look at Qiao Yu, his flat eyes were filled with almost angry waves.

Qiao Yu smiled at him, extremely proud.

He was so proud that he couldn't help laughing in his sleep, maybe even the gods couldn't see him being so proud, a gust of cold wind blew in from the open window.

Qiao Yu shivered from the cold, and opened his eyes irritably.

The quilt was lightly on him.

The two looked at each other.

Qiao Yu yawned, and said, "Morning, Mr. Yuan." He pulled up the quilt that Yuan Zanbi had covered him, "It seems that the truth told the housekeeper not to let you in. I don't know the truth, You still have the hobby of being a gentleman on the beam."

Yuan Zanbi was speechless for a moment.

Qiao Yu picked up the long hair of the Yuanzan pen hanging on his bed, and played with it with two fingers.

Yuanzan brush hair is black and long, but it is not so smooth due to neglect of maintenance.

He pulled maliciously, and the Yuanzan pen just moved towards his position, without any emotion on his face.

So Qiao Yu intensified, wrapping his hair in circles and circles in the palm of his hand. If Yuan Zanbi didn't want his scalp to be hurt, he would go with him.

Yuan Zan sat on the edge of the bed, because of Qiao Yu's movements, he was almost dragged to the bed.

Qiao Yu played with his hair, took the time to glance outside, "It's already so late."

It was dark.

"Come here late at night, and stay in the same room with the truth, and watch it for so long." Qiao Yu raised his eyebrows, deliberately misinterpreting the intention of Yuanzan pen, "Could it be Lord Yuan's medicine?" Go in his direction, "Haven't you solved it yet?"