Zhu Xiao straightened his waist pole, looked up at the Yangyang, a word said, "A Yang uncle, you said in the morning to cook, but there is no problem, I can even help you wash your clothes, clean the house, these I will do, but I can not take my big sister and sister, our days at home is really difficult, not full, also wear not warm, and come to the mountain together, even if it rains, snow is not afraid."Cook your meal, we can also dig some herbs for money, together in the mountains can also be bold!"

And the sun holds the thorn.

Look at the pattern on the hull.

There is no line, light and light hook a few strokes, but this is from the kiln, generally only tribute to the palace, or the royal family can use, the general people do not say to use, I am afraid that they have not seen.

“What about the second one?”Ask the 荀貐阳.

“Second, can you give us some money, no matter how much you give?”

He looked up at the man and looked at him.

This is a very good-looking person, this will be covered with hair, really charming tight.

There was a joke in those narrow eyes, and a hint of irony.

Zhu Xiaozhi is really an ancient little girl, don't say straight up, afraid that it has long been confused by the faint turn, what is what is said by Yuyang, or directly kneeling down, dare not think about it.

But she is not.

This is a silent contest.

Zhu Xiao knew that he was naive, washing, cooking, and cleaning were not heavy jobs, they could eat well, but they were greedy and wanted money.

But don't silver money, they will have no way out for a lifetime, do not want silver?It is to buy a rough bowl and money, and to buy onions also needs money.

She now has dozens of dollars and owes Zhu Jinzhi money.

She is not only shouldering to live on her own, not only with Zhu Zhaojie and Zhu Huahua to live, but with their better life, living with dignity and dignity.

And all of this without money.

Go to the sun and look at Zhu Xiao carefully.

A little girl, but standing up straight.

This was the first girl to dare to do anything with him.

Not a plea, but a request.

“Do you think I should promise you?First of all, you are working, but I never care how much you eat, what you eat.”The sun spoke softly.

Judith nodded, “Yes!”

“After you do your job, you have to pick herbs, pick some fruit, and I’m not stopping, right?”

“Yes!”

Zhu Xiao's hands were tightly clasped.

I also know in my heart that I am too greedy.

Or maybe it’s too warm for her self-confidence.

But I forgot that what she did, many people can do.

"Further, I teach you to read and read, and you have to take a pen to practice later, then you will use propaganda paper, pen and ink, which I didn't ask you for money, right?"

“...”

Zhu Xiao heard the words of his lips.

What he said is true.

She only thought of herself, never thought of the hustle and yogi actually out of a lot.

"Uncle Ayang, I think it's fork, I can't believe it, before, you didn't say it when I didn't say it!"Finished the novel, go outside.

He licked his lips, “Little Zhu!”

“Huh?”Zhu Xiao looked back at the hustle.

"I know you lack money, but I will not give you money, you come to the mountain to cook, if you give you money, it is silver, less humane, but if you lack money, I can lend you!" 」

The voice of the sun was soft.

Zhu Xiao listened very clearly, looking back at Yi Yiyang and smiled, “Thank you, Uncle Ayang, when I need to, I will definitely speak!”

He took off his shoes at the door, put his own straw shoes, and went to the kitchen to eat the eggs.

She understood, eating, thinking about what she had been through these past few days, and began to reflect.

These days, according to the development she envisioned, smoothly let her forget, Ying Muyang is not the Zhu family those people who have never seen the world.

In addition, the money is nothing, after the silver goods, what will be said.

Don't be arrogant, not hurry, step by step steady pace, don't feel that everything is deserved, don't think that what you think is too important and omnipotable, and you can't have no sense of shame, so you can really get victory and everything you want.

“Hold on!”Zhu Xiao took a gentle breath.

She also refused to say these words to her today, so that she did not fall into a dead end.

How can other people's money be compared to their own money to earn a little, and spend their hearts at ease.

He was in the house, eating eggs.

He has money, a lot of money, a few lives can not use the money, Zhu Xiaoyi, give it.

But somehow, when Zhu novel asked for wages, he did not want to give, refused.

Strange, but not regret.

Perhaps it is rare for Zhu Xiao to cook the food so that he can eat the taste, do not want to doped with the rotten breath of money inside.

He can give them a few sisters to eat, and even teach them to read and read, but the money...

You can borrow it in a different way, but it can’t be paid.

The two have their own minds, but they have to say that it is a consensus.

It was still early in the morning, Zhu Xiaodi sat under the eaves of the house, silently carrying the three words, and took a stick to write on the ground.

“Judith?”

Zhu Xiao heard the voice and hurried to the door, "What's the matter with Uncle Ayang?"

“It’s not the same as writing on the ground and writing on propaganda paper, you come in and sit here and write!”

“Oh!”

Zhu Xiao went into the house, and saw that Yi Muyang had tied his hair and fixed it with a brocade, handsome and cold, tall and powerful.

She suddenly remembered the first meeting, the feeling given to her, cold, hard, compared with today, in fact, not much difference, but perhaps because of the knowledge, but also because of her cooking meals, more polite, kind!

“All right!”

Judith changed her shoes and sat down.

Reaching for the brush, holding a pen posture, and looking at the small nod, “Your posture of holding the pen is correct, but can you write?”

"No, just saw someone else hold, Ai Yang uncle, my family has two readers!" 」Zhu wrote a novel, and the ink was written on the propaganda paper.

It was just that her words were too straight, without a trace of windbone.

Sui Muyang thought a little, got up and went to the side of the bookcase to open a drawer, took out a stack of propaganda paper, written on it, it is three words.

Put it in front of Zhu Xiao, "Sto copy it according to this font!"

“...”

Zhu Xiao looked at the shaman incongrel.

"This is a book, although most girls practice kryptonite, but more people write, there is no special feature, practice it!" 」

“Zhu Xiao felt that it was definitely not so, but he was still obedient, “Oh!”

She’s still a kid and has to be obedient.

Even if there is a conspiracy, you must surrender!