Murong Qingfeng and Murong Liuyun's funeral was very grand, the whole city mourned for them. In Yang Ning Bing's words, the heroic deeds of their lives could be recorded in the Pagoda List after death, so those who had received the favor of the Murong family, especially Murong Qingfeng and Murong Liuyun, were all shocked.
The little girl Murong Xuehen did not cry this time. It was not because she was heartless, but because she knew that no matter how sad she was, she could not bring her grandfather and father back. And he had a new home. His other grandfather was called Ye Zhengling, and his father was called Ye Hetu.
Although he was a little sneaky, he was still a good person. His mother was called Yang Ning Bing, and his brother was called Ye Wudao. As for the boy who had always been by his side, he didn't know how to address him. But his mind was more complicated than an ordinary person's
Her brother was obviously not as old as her. Perhaps it was best to call her the person she cared about the most in her life.
Murong Xuehen's arrival was undoubtedly the best choice. Although it could not fill the gap between Yang Ningsu's departure and Xia Shiyun's absence, it would fill the air with a brand new scent that belonged to her. In school, Ye Wutian also had a brand new
" Opponent." Although his brother, Ye Wudao, was also a master of learning who had always been competing with him, he was still his brother, so he would often give in to his brother.
As for Murong Xuehen's sudden appearance, many boys in the class were overjoyed. Although they didn't care much about girls at this time, they knew that there were talents in the world, so it was not strange for generations of people to mature early.
Ye Wudao's perverted ways continued, because Ye Kexin would inevitably fall for his tricks. Wutian and Wudao finally had their first 10th and 11th birthdays.
Murong Xuehen was still by Ye Wutian's side. Yang Ningsu had not returned in the past few years because her life in Italy had become very rushed and she had no scruples. Even though she was still angry at the little boy who said " I hate aunt ", she knew that it was just an angry remark.
That was right, it was just an angry remark. The reason was that Ye Wutian would draw a sketch with a brush every day, and the content of the painting was still the bed and the woman holding the illustration. In Murong Xuehen's eyes, this boy was slowly understanding the contents of Ye Wutian's painting.
It slowly became more and more curious. The two of them were a couple in the eyes of outsiders, and even Ye Wudao knew about it.
However, only she knew that this was not the case. He was like a knight who protected the princess with a scar. He did not profane her, but slowly approached her and guarded her. The first time he transferred over, Murong Xuehen had provoked some people because of his outstanding appearance.
She was not afraid of the girl who was caught in a corner and was about to commit a crime because the boy would always come and protect her.
She knew that he didn't hit girls, so every time he hugged her tightly, he would be thrown at by those girls. Sometimes, he would accidentally bleed, but he would always smile and say that he was fine.
Ye Wudao kept watching. After his brother left, he would teach those so-called " beauties " a lesson. He would punish anyone who bullied his family, regardless of gender.
Her thoughts slowly returned to the painting." That person must be very important to you, right?”Murong Xuehen said. Actually, when she asked her brother Ye Wudao again, she already knew the identity of the woman in this sentence. She was an aunt that she had yet to know. Wutian had been keeping it since he was five.
Every day, he would draw a portrait with a brush. Although every portrait was the same, he enjoyed it very much. His goal was to draw the best portrait for Ye Wutian. This was his promise, the promise of a four-year-old child.
" Very important person " slowly finished the last stroke. He turned back to Murong Xuehen and smiled," Who is the most important person in Xue Hen's heart?”At this time, Ye Wutian was taller than his sister, who was one year older than him. It was said that she and his brother were born on the same day, the same month, and the same year.
When he heard the news, he couldn't help but feel nervous, as if he was afraid that she would walk to his brother's side. Fortunately, that didn't happen.
Murong Xuehen didn't answer the question. He just watched Ye Wutian slowly put down the brush in his hand. Ye Wutian looked at the painting in front of him. Normally, he would only say " maybe it could be better." But this time, he didn't say anything.
"What's wrong?" Murong Xuehen looked at his silent expression and quickly went over. Because the brush was rough, it was difficult to distinguish the facial features of the character. However, although the woman in his painting did not dare to be exactly the same as Yang Ningsu,
However, his expression and facial features were almost identical.
"It's nothing. I just feel like I've gained a bit of virtue." She smiled and suddenly thought of something."Oh right, brother said that today is the day of the school's ceremony. Do you want to go?"”
Murong Xuehen pinched Wutian's cheek affectionately." What do you think?”，Because he often sat at the side and drew, he did not have the athletic spirit of his brother Wudao, so he looked a little chubby. Fortunately, it was only his face that was called "baby fat" by Snow Scar, so it naturally became the object of Snow Scar's fingers. but
he did not mind
" Then hurry up and leave. Otherwise, it won't be good if the teacher catches you." So, he took Murong Xuehen's hand and quickly threw the painting bucket out of the studio. At Dongfang Primary School, Ye Wudao and Ye Wutian had just graduated from the fifth grade.
She was about to enter the sixth grade.
This school was the place where all the children of the aristocrats came. Whether it was in terms of construction or teaching, it was the best in the country.
The sports field was filled with people. They were hunched over as they brought Murong Xuehen through the crowd. Many of them knew the girl, but they were not familiar with the boy who could hold the girl's hand. The boys were heartbroken, and the girls were curious. However, when Ye Wudao waved at them not far away,
At that moment, he was almost discovered by his teacher. It should be said that he had already discovered it. However, as his art teacher, how could Xi Rong bear to let go of this disciple who could make her shine and was very obedient? She only smiled and closed one eye.
Ye Wutian immediately blew a kiss at his teacher and pulled Murong Xuehen to Ye Wudao's side." Where were we?"”
" That old man talks too much. He always says the same thing. My ears are about to get calluses. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have bothered to come," Ye Wudao said lazily. However, just as he finished speaking, a jade-like hand immediately clamped his ear." Ah, ah!"
"What did you just say?" The girl was definitely Ye Kexin. Ye Kexin, who was supposed to be a Grade Eight student, had to endure the pain of giving up her precious daughter and not go to the exam for two years under the blame of her father, Ye Shaojun.
After waiting for a few years, a certain damned bastard finally came, but he said that it was "boring". How could he not make her angry?
"Ah, ah, wife, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me." Why would Ye Wudao be subdued by her? It had to start from Ye Kexin's family. Ye Shaojun was a military officer. He had taught Ye Kexin like a soldier since she was young, so Ye Kexin could
It was said to be the modern version of Hua Mulan.
Hearing these two words, Ye Kexin's pretty face turned red. She quickly let go because the eyes of the surrounding people were staring at these two people without blinking. Although she had long lost her virginity to this pervert and was still unable to extricate herself from his love net, girls were always so
She would feel embarrassed if she was thin-skinned.
"But sister-in-law, I'm wondering if your first child with brother will be a boy or a girl?”Ye Wutian immediately added fuel to the fire. Ye Kexin, who had a rosy face, immediately hid in Ye Wudao's arms. Ye Wudao glared at Ye Wutian and asked," Are you angry because of this?"
Snow Scar didn't want to give birth to your child, so you're fighting."
Murong Xuehen, who had been attacked for no reason, was stunned. His face turned red because the two of them had not let go of their hands. "I didn't notice." Ye Wutian laughed.
Although the intimacy between the two of them appeared from time to time, it did not break the barrier. Every time Ye Wudao urged Ye Wutian to speed up, Ye Wutian was not Ye Wudao, so he refused with the excuse that he did not want Snow Scar to feel it suddenly.
"By the way, brother, do you know who our class teacher will be?”Ye Wutian changed the topic.
"There," Ye Wudao pointed forward,"Isn't that your teacher?"”There was a reason why Xi Rong became the form teacher of Ye Wutian's class. Recently, there were more and more students with outstanding talents, so there were many cases of teachers with special talents being the form teacher.
Dongfang Primary School was no exception. It was also possible to enter the so-called junior high school after the sixth grade faced the preliminary examination.
Xi Rong pushed the glasses on Xiao Qiong's nose. This extremely hot beauty was the envy of all the boys in the school. Many people did some kind of piston-like exercise at night, especially the two upside-down jade bowls in front of her. They could be said to be two murderous weapons that made one's hair stand on end.
Ye Wudao's unblinking eyes told her.
"Thank you, Principal Dong, for your speech. As an art teacher, I will announce the last event of this year's opening ceremony. According to the newly issued national education policy, this time, the special class will be led by me as the class teacher.
Therefore, everyone in the special class and those who are not in the special class should work hard and contribute to the future of the country."
At this moment, a student who looked like a hooligan suddenly said," Does it mean that I can get intimate with Teacher Xi if I contribute on Weibo?”
Upon hearing this, Xi Rong frowned slightly. The person reflected in the lens was a student who had come to her house a few days ago to confess to her. She heard that his father was a high-ranking official in the city, so his family had some property for him to squander. Many girls in the school had fallen for him.
She held her waist and entered a certain place to perform the primitive activities of the human body.
He just could not stand the aloof Xi Rong. It was not her fault for looking hot, but it was her fault for coming out to meet people and provoking his desire. This was the sentence he said the most in his heart.
The teachers of the school were furious, but after seeing the student who stood up, they did not dare to say anything. After all, they could not afford to provoke the word 'second life'.
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