Chapter 85

"I'm going, I'm going."

Ming Qiao buried her head in the uncle's arms and kept repeating in a baby voice: "I'm four years old, I can go to school!"

"There is a school in the north city. It's in the north city."

"No, go to East City!"

Ming Qiao is independent-minded now. He is very determined to go to the place and college he has chosen.

Not only did he go by himself, he also wanted to drag the uncle along with him.

"Uncle, let's go together. I'll go to class when it's in session, and I'll come out to beg for food after class."

Mingqiao has planned everything for the future.

He had to go to school and beg for food at the same time.

There is tuition fee for Wuling College, which is said to be very expensive, so Ming Qiao decided to take a small broken bowl and go to North City to continue begging.

"If you want to go, go by yourself."

The uncle was nudged by his head and said unhappily, "Take Duoduo Yaya with you and go by yourself."

"I don't want to go alone."

Ming Qiao begged, "I want to be with you."

There are still a few days left before Wuling College opens. During these last few days, Ming Qiao, apart from begging for food and saying auspicious words, has been begging his uncle for help the rest of the time.

The uncle said coldly: "This college is not suitable for you."

The cold water poured by the uncle could not extinguish Ming Qiao's desire to go.

On the penultimate day.

Ming Qiao put his straw mat, small broken bowl, and small sign into the space.

The uncle was lying on the ground lazily.

Mingqiao's eyes were red and he wiped his eyes with his fat hands.

"I'm leaving now."

He told the uncle that if he didn't leave now, he would miss the start of school.

The little cloud was already waiting nearby.

Ming Qiao climbed up onto the little cloud and stuffed Yaya into his chest, preventing them from being exposed to the wind.

After doing all this, he sniffed and patted Little Cloud: "Duduo, let's go!"

The little cloud flew out with a whoosh.

As soon as Ming Qiao sat on the little cloud and left, the lazy uncle sat up right after him.

He raised his eyes to look in the direction where the little cloud flew away, and uttered two words expressionlessly.

"So stubborn."

The little guy's face is as soft as dough, but his temperament is as stubborn as a donkey.

Such a stubborn kid, when he goes to college, he will be bullied.

Think about the four famous families and the Zhu Ling family who also sent their children to the academy this time, as well as other low-key but powerful families.

The uncle stood up and finally agreed to make room for himself.

He swept his hands and picked up all the beggars on the ground.

The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Almost seconds after he disappeared, a group of people on the street noticed: "That guy is gone, he's gone!"

"Did he go with the little beggar? What is their relationship?"

"I don't know. How would I know? No one dares to ask."

"Anyway, it's great that he can leave! We don't have to pay him all the time anymore!"

Many people were very happy when the uncle disappeared.

The other side.

Ming Qiao, sitting on a small cloud for a long time, finally saw the gate of the north city.

He lay on the little cloud, and when he got there, his face looked a little depressed.

"Duoduo, do you think the uncle will come?"

"Yes."

Little Yun Duo was very sure: "He will definitely come."

Little Cloud has been staying at home for a long time because he couldn't find a job. Every day he acts as a parasol to protect Ming Qiao from the sun.

It was also familiar with the uncle next to Mingqiao.

The uncle looked lazy and mean, but Xiao Yunduo still felt that he had a good heart.

After Xiao Yunduo finished saying that the uncle would come, she quickened her pace and rushed into the city.

The building of Wuling College is very tall, and they saw it at a glance after they entered.

"Jojo, we're almost there!"

"Yeah! I'm ready for tuition!"

All the money he earned from begging in the past two months was in his bag.

Wuling College is very grand and elegant; even the gate is very luxurious.

Ming Qiao climbed down from Little Cloud, walked to the gate, tiptoed, and said to the guard at the gate: "Hello, brother. I am here to register for elementary school."

The guard at the door was very young, with a ponytail and a sword in his arms.

He heard the voices and looked around before he spotted the little carrot head hidden by the table.

"Where are your parents?"

“No.”

"You came here on your own?"

"Yes."

Ming Qiao was a little nervous. He raised his chubby face and timidly handed over the paper he had read many times: "The paper doesn't say that an adult should come."

It is true that the paper does not say that children need to be accompanied by an adult, but generally speaking, children who come to school are accompanied by an adult.

"I brought the tuition."

Ming Qiao patted his pocket and asked anxiously in a baby voice, "Can I go to school?"

"Of course you can, but if you don't have an adult with you, you will need to go through another entrance channel."

There are also a group of kids like Ming Qiao in Wuling College.

This group of people were recruited here to serve as followers for the young masters and young ladies.

Following the guidance of the security guard, Ming Qiao changed the passage.

He was young, had no experience of going to college, and was not familiar with the roads, but fortunately, he would open his mouth and ask.

Ming Qiao continued asking questions along the way and finally arrived at the assessment site.

When he went over, the examiner was talking to a few ladies.

The ladies all had their own unique clothing and looked like they were from different places.

They were talking, apparently about their children.

Ming Qiao didn't disturb them.

He stood aside obediently, waiting for the examiner.

Mingqiao didn't know how long he had been standing; his chubby legs were numb. He held onto the wall and kicked his feet slowly, trying to move them around.

Not far away, a lady with a cold and elegant temperament caught a glimpse of this scene.

Madam looked at Mingqiao's little face, then at Mingqiao's chubby legs that were obviously numb from standing, and she said calmly, "Okay, let's stop here. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Yes, if you have something to do, go ahead."

After this lady said goodbye, the other ladies did not stay either.

In just a short while, all the ladies left.

The examiner is only free at this time.

Ming Qiao seized the opportunity, rushed forward, raised her little face, and explained her purpose: "I want to take the test."

The examiner said "hmm" and didn't ask any more questions about Mingqiao's background.

He knew that the children who came for the test all had ordinary backgrounds.

Ming Qiao had never seen the college's assessment tests and assessment tools before.

Ming Qiao followed the examiner's instructions and took tests one by one.

It was afternoon.

The examiner said to Ming Qiao, "Okay, you've passed. You've paid the tuition and you can enroll."

"Thank you!"

Mingqiao thanked him happily and ran off to pay the tuition.

The tuition for Wuling College used up all of Mingqiao's money.

"The accommodation fee is 450 coins. Do you want to stay?"

After paying the tuition, the woman at the cashier asked Mingqiao if he wanted to stay overnight.

Mingqiao shook his head like a rattle.

He didn't have any extra coins left and couldn't afford to live in the dormitory.

Seeing that he didn't pay for accommodation, the woman kindly advised him: "Living with classmates will help to enhance relationships, and living directly in the college will be convenient for classes."

Ming Qiao still shook his head.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to live there, he just really can’t afford it.

Seeing that Mingqiao still shook his head and refused to stay, the woman did not try to persuade him anymore. Instead, she kindly handed him a set of college clothes with a small college brand on it.

"Go ahead. You will study in Chunhuiyuan from now on."

Ming Qiao took the clothes and the small tag, and followed the woman's instructions to find Chunhuiyuan.

As soon as he entered, Ming Qiao heard the sound of fighting.

Several well-dressed children were fighting with each other, waving their fists and verbally attacking each other.

"Your East City has been in decline for a long time. I came here to study to give you face!"

"You're talking nonsense! Do you think your Nancheng is good enough? Your Nancheng is not as good as our Dongcheng!"

Several children were quarreling and fighting, and Mingqiao was listening nearby.

After he recognized the identities of these children, he decisively walked away from them with his short legs.

He wanted to get close to the children of the four families, but not under such circumstances.

These kids fight very fiercely, and Mingqiao doesn't have much fighting experience.

He was afraid that he would be beaten if he rushed over.

Ming Qiao, who was determined not to take part in the fight, received the books in the classroom, then chose a front row seat where no one was sitting and sat down.

Duoduo didn't come to the school, it was floating in the sky above the school.

Mingqiao didn’t know any of his classmates, there was no one to talk to, and no teacher came.

He took the two buds out of his arms and placed them on the book.

"One, one, two, two, are you hungry?"

The two Yayas would often ask Mingqiao for food. They wanted to eat the dew in the small bottle and the spiritual dew that Mingqiao bought on the street.

The two buds are very greedy.

Even the laziest Yi Yi would shake the little leaves hard to get food, until Ming Qiao fed him.

Now, too, as soon as they heard about food, One-One and Two-Two stood on the books and started shaking the leaves again.

Mingqiao carefully and evenly dripped the dew from the small bottle onto them.

Ming Qiao's chubby little hands, dripping with dew, were very steady.

He can't be unstable.

One and two sprouted at the same time. These two twin sprouts take the word "fairness" to the extreme.

If Ming Qiao drops even a little more on this one, the other one will shake its leaves frantically to express its protest.

In order to be fair, Ming Qiao practiced the dew-dripping technique for a while.

In addition to feeding, Ming Qiao also had a headache with other aspects of serving water.

Now, Ming Qiao doesn’t dare to let the two Yayas come out.

After feeding the dew, Ming Qiao touched each of the little buds evenly, and then prepared to put them in his pocket.

"Are they your brothers and sisters?"

A curious voice suddenly sounded from behind Ming Qiao.

Ming Qiao turned around and saw the little girl sitting behind her. The little girl was wearing a goose yellow dress, had a round face and almond eyes, and was very pretty.

Behind the little girl, sat a little boy with a cold face.

I don't know if they are together.

Mingqiao will never be in a cold reception when someone starts talking to her.

He replied in a soft voice: "They are my little grasses, not my brothers or sisters."

The little girl was surprised: "They said it themselves, they are your brothers and sisters."

Ming Qiao: “???”

Ming Qiao's face was shocked: "What brothers and sisters?!"

Isn’t this the little Yaya that Brother Guoguo gave to him to raise?

"Well, they said so themselves. They called you brother."

"They said their mother asked them to stay with you."

The little girl's words left Ming Qiao speechless.

He was stunned by these words.

"One, one, two, two."

Ming Qiao, who had been raising two little buds for two months, suddenly turned his head back. His little face was blankly looking at the two buds in the book, and his baby voice was trembling.

"You, you are Guoguo——"

Brother Guoguo’s brother, Ming Qiao swallowed it back.

He asked the whole question in a trembling baby voice: "Are you Yaya, the child of Guoguo?"

The two buds nodded in unison.

Ming Qiao: “…”

Ming Qiao’s eyes went dark and his little body tilted.

He stretched out his little hand, held onto the table, and tried hard not to fall off the chair.

"Did you hear what I asked? I'm asking you, are you the buds that Guo Guo personally gave birth to?"

The two Yayas nodded firmly.

Ming Qiao was really desperate now.

He pursed his lips and tried hard not to cry: "I, I got into trouble."

He took his uncle and Guoguo's baby away.

The two little kids, who had been raised by their brother for two months before their identities were discovered, came over and rubbed Ming Qiao's chubby hands affectionately, not minding at all that their brother had only just recognized them.

The two of them rubbed against Mingqiao affectionately, without any sign of sadness.

In the world of grass, when grass seeds are produced, they will be carried away by the wind.

Therefore, the two Yayas felt that there was nothing wrong with flying away with their brother.

The mentality of two buds is stable!

It’s Mingqiao, the new brother, whose mentality has collapsed.

"no."

Ming Qiao looked at the two girls and clenched his chubby fists: "I must send you back!"

The two babies are so young, they need to live with their parents!

Mingqiao himself was separated from his father and mother, and he couldn't let his two younger brothers and sisters suffer the same fate as him.

"One, one, two, two, wait for your brother."

Ming Qiao rubbed his eyes and said firmly in his little voice: "Brother will definitely take you home!"

The two buds shook their leaves.

Don't be in a hurry.

They like to follow their brother.

After Ming Qiao finished talking to Yiyierer, he turned around and looked at the little girl. He asked politely, "Can I ask how you heard the voices of Yiyi and Erer? Why can't I hear them?"

"Of course you can't hear it."

The little girl was a complete face control. She was very patient with the beautiful Ming Qiao: "I am from the Shenmu tribe. Your brother and sister are two small buds, so I can hear what they are thinking."

"I'm not from the Shenmu tribe, so what else can I do? Listen to what they say."

"Yes, there are."

As the little girl spoke, she glanced at the cold-faced boy next to her.

She said vaguely: "If anyone knows anyone from the Zhuling tribe, just ask them for help."

Her voice was muffled and Mingqiao couldn't hear clearly.

He was about to ask more, but the cold boy spoke up, his tone unpleasant: "It's very noisy."

Ming Qiao: “…”

Little girl: “…”

The two little ones who were talking fell silent.

Yi Yi, who was in Ming Qiao's book, heard these unkind words. He stretched out his buds and looked at the person who spoke.

"Okay, one-one, two-two, come in quickly, we can't talk."

Ming Qiao used a whisper to coax the two Yayas who still refused to return to his arms.

The two Yayas were still a little reluctant.

They don't like being locked up, they just like being outside.

Even the lazy kid prefers to stay outside and sleep in.

Ming Qiao coaxed the two Yayas several times before they calmed down.

Just as he finished coaxing Yaya, a small note was handed to him from behind.

"My name is Qinglan, nicknamed Jiujiu. Hello, I like talking to you very much."

After reading the note, Ming Qiao also wrote a reply on it.

"My name is Mingqiao, my nickname is Qiaoqiao. Hello, I like talking to you too."

"Qiao Qiao, you are so beautiful, let's play together in the future!"

"Yeah, you're pretty, too."

The two kids were passing the note around, and as they were passing it around, Qinglan started to complain on the note.

"The guy sitting next to me is called Lingsi. He's from the Siling tribe, the closest bloodline to the Zhuling tribe. He's so annoying, we don't like playing with him! You should stay away from him too."

After Qinglan finished writing bad things about Lingsi, Mingqiao didn't know what to say to her.

From Qinglan's little note, Mingqiao learned a lot of scientific knowledge about the Zhuling and Siling tribes.

The Zhuling Clan has the purest bloodline among the spirit race and is also the most powerful main clan.

But for some unknown reason, the Zhuling tribe has very few offspring, and now no cubs have been born in the Zhuling tribe for a long time.

The Zhuling tribe is well-known for doting on their cubs. The cubs in their tribe are like precious treasures since birth. If anyone from another tribe dares to bump into or touch their precious cubs, they will turn against you in an instant.

The main tribe that doted on their cubs so much now has no cubs at all. There were even rumors in the outside world that they were under some kind of curse.

Of course, the person who dared to spread this message was later found by the Zhuling tribe, and his fate was not good to imagine.

The Si Ling clan and the Zhu Ling clan are of close blood. When the Si Ling clan is outside, they often identify themselves as members of the Zhu Ling clan, and the Zhu Ling clan has never pursued any responsibility.

As they were passing the note, a hand snatched it away.

It was intercepted by Lingsi.

Lingsi opened the note in front of them.

Qinglan wanted to snatch it but failed. She curled her lips and sat back.

Ming Qiao was also looking back.

Although he didn't say anything bad about Lingsi, the note was given to him by Qinglan. When he saw Lingsi reading the note, his little face turned hot.

After reading the note, Lingsi returned it to Qinglan expressionlessly: "Keep writing."

Qing Lan: "Humph! I won't write anymore!"

Qinglan didn't write any more notes, and Mingqiao read quietly for a while.

After a while, the children from the four families outside came back, all of them with bruises on their faces and bodies.

As soon as they came back, the whole school became lively.

There was a little fat guy sitting next to Mingqiao.

The little fat boy had bruises on his face, but his face was full of dissatisfaction.

Those who had fought came back not because the fight was over, but because the master had come.

The teacher stood on the podium with a serious face and scolded the students who had just participated in the fight.

After the scolding, the teacher started talking about classroom discipline again.

After talking about classroom discipline, the teacher asked them to stand up one by one and introduce themselves.

When Ming Qiao stood up to introduce himself, a student in the back row laughed out loud.

He pointed at Ming Qiao and laughed, "This is a little beggar. He has been begging on the streets of North City. How come he came here to study?"

"Sir, please get him out of here. I don't want to go to school with someone who wants food."

The boy who was talking in the back row was not from one of the four great families, but he was also somewhat related to them.

He had seen Ming Qiao before, so he recognized Ming Qiao at first sight.

Ming Qiao's face was tense as he kept calling her a beggar.

Qinglan looked at Mingqiao with a tense face and felt a desire to protect him.

"Just shut up!"

Qinglan stood up suddenly and looked towards the back row.

She angrily said, "If you don't want to go to school here, get out of here. If I hear you humiliate Ming Qiao again, I will beat your face into a pig's head!"

After Qinglan finished her anger, the kid in the back row looked at her clothes, frowned and shut up.

On the first day of school, Mingqiao had some problems, but overall it was good.

When school was over in the evening, Mingqiao left the school and went outside to find a place to beg for food.

His little figure wandering outside was seen by Lingsi who was passing by.

Lingsi doesn't live in the college either.

However, Lingsi does not live in the college, not because he cannot afford it, but because he has a better place to live.

He glanced at Ming Qiao without stopping and went straight home.

At home, the old housekeeper who accompanied him to East City asked him, "Young Master, how is Wuling College doing for you?"

"Nothing special, just average."

Hearing this, the housekeeper sighed and said, "We have to stay for a while even if it's normal. After all, Wuling Academy still has things we need to take."

"I know, I'll stay here."

Lingsi said this and returned to her room.

After he went back, he thought about Mingqiao's little face. Suddenly, he took out a big box and found a pile of scrolls from the bottom of the box.

Ming Qiao, who was sitting in the row in front of him, had a little face that always looked vaguely familiar to him.

Lingsi was flipping through a scroll in the house, while the boy who was looking for territory outside, looked up and saw the uncle not far from him.

“Uncle!!!”

Ming Qiao, who was spreading the straw mat, suddenly had his eyes light up and rushed over.

The author has something to say:

Baby: I’m here!

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I got up at 7:30 to write and now I have to go out. My cousin is getting married in the next two days, so I will be very busy!

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