"Thank you, little friend. I will think about it carefully when I get back." Luo Xian sniffed and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Don't leave yet. Stay and have dinner before going back." Old Master Ruan said when he saw him stand up.
"No, I have something to take care of when I get back, so I won't bother you any more." Luo Xian said goodbye to Mr. Ruan, got up from the sofa, and walked out with a limp.
"I'll let the driver take you." Seeing that he had great difficulty in moving, Mr. Ruan immediately called the driver, then turned his head to glance at Ruan Jingye beside him, and motioned him to go out and take him there.
Ruan Jingye was also a person who could read people's expressions. He walked over and supported Luo Xian.
Ruanruan looked at Luo Xian's hunched figure and touched his temple. "Grandpa, why doesn't Uncle Luo agree?"
"Ah... that's as it should be. He's come such a long way on his own, but in the end he found that the people he helped had become sharp knives pointing at him. He's disappointed in people and his heart is cold."
"So this time he began to hesitate and began to doubt whether everything he had done over the years was right and whether it was worth it." Old Master Ruan took Ruanruan down from his arms, stood up, and slowly walked towards the dining table with Ruanruan in his hand.
"People only learn to protect themselves first after experiencing reality."
"Oh oh oh." Ruanruan didn't quite understand what the old man said, so she just nodded.
"Is he still willing?"
Mr. Ruan: Don’t worry, just wait for him to figure it out slowly.”
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In Gan State, Prince Jin returned to the palace from the military camp. Yingyi immediately informed Prince Jin about what happened today when Ruanruan and Zhao Chengqian followed the Bian Jing spy.
"Your Highness, should we capture the spy now?" Ying Yi asked.
After reading the letter he handed over, King Jin waved his hand and said, "It's okay. It will be easier to control this person if he stays in Qingzhou."
"Even without him, Bian Jing will send someone else over. We just need to keep an eye on this person and make sure he doesn't die."
"I understand."
"However, Your Highness, if the news is not reported back to Bian Jing for a long time, I'm afraid those people will become suspicious." Ying raised his eyes and said again.
Prince Jin held the brush in his hand and wrote a line of words on a piece of rice paper.
"The King of Jin was seriously injured and no medicine could cure him. With the support of Youzhou, Qingzhou was relieved and the Beirong troops withdrew." The handwriting he wrote was almost exactly the same as that of the spy next to him. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that they were written by two different people.
"Take it."
King Jin asked Yingyi to take the letter away.
Yingyi raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that the prince was planning to take advantage of the situation.
In this way, those people in Bian Jing will not always keep their eyes on His Highness!
Yingyi immediately folded the piece of rice paper written by King Jin, stuffed it into the envelope, and went to the city gate to put the letter back.
"Your Highness, several more houses have collapsed in the military camp. I have already sent people to set up military tents and have now arranged for half of the soldiers to live in them." Ying Qi hurried in again and reported.
The King of Jin said, "Let's move out of the military camp for now and arrange for the people to live in the villas closer to the camp. Once the houses are repaired, we can let them move in."
"If there aren't enough houses, we can find other villas to live in separately."
"yes."
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Ruanzhuang.
After dinner, Ruan Jingye went upstairs.
Ruanruan was playing Gobang with her grandparents in the living room and was having a great time.
"Ruanruan, come up here. Your uncle has something to tell you." Ruan Jingye called Ruanruan.
Ruanruan said to her phone watch: "Okay, uncle, I'm here!"
She reluctantly put down the white chess piece in her hand, slid down from the chair, clapped her hands, and put on her panda-head slippers.
"Grandpa, you stay with grandma first. Ruanruan has gone to find my uncle."
Mr. Ruan waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."
Ruanruan ran to the stairs in slippers, making a "tapping" sound, and climbed up step by step.
Ruan Jingye was printing something on the computer, and there was a rumbling sound in the room.
"Uncle, I'm coming!"
Ruanruan pushed open the door of his room, stood on tiptoe, held the door handle, and leaned inside.
"Come here." Ruan Jingye beckoned at her.
"Hey, what's the matter?" Ruanruan said excitedly, with her hands in her plush pajamas pockets, her belly sticking out, and she walked over in small steps in slippers.
"Ruanruan, look at this." Ruan Jingye looked at her and pointed at the paper on the table.
Ruanruan curiously leaned over to the edge of the table, held onto the edge with both hands, stood on tiptoe, raised her head and stretched her neck to look at the table.
"Isn't this a blueprint? Did you draw all of this yourself, uncle? You're amazing."
"You're praising me too early. I didn't draw this. I asked someone else to do it. Didn't you say your little brother's house was shabby and dilapidated? So I paid someone to make some detailed diagrams of how to build a house here. They're so detailed that anybody can understand it at a glance!"
"A kindergarten kid like you would want to build a house by yourself according to the blueprint after seeing this."
Ruanruan took a bound printed document from his desk and glanced at the first page.
The drawings show construction supplies such as cement bags, bricks, and steel bars, and also introduce how to use and what their functions are.
The second picture shows the preparation work. As you turn over, you will see the foundation being laid, cement being mixed, and walls being built with bricks. Step by step, a small bungalow is built, and the roof is covered with black tiles.
Ruanruan scratched her head and said, "Uncle, I'm a little suspicious now. Have you been cheated?"
"Uncle, our kindergarten also has the complete version of this, the exact same video."
"My kindergarten teacher played it for us in class, and then led us to use small shovels to make our own handmade houses."
"Ruanruan even built a little house by herself, and it's still in the garden behind the kindergarten."
Ruanruan remembered that her kindergarten teacher had taken photos and sent them to the parent group. Grandma had the photos on her phone, and “Ruanruan’s phone watch also had the photos!”
She immediately opened her phone watch, looked at the small screen, opened the photo album, and showed the small photo to Ruan Jingye.
Ruan Jingye looked at the red brick, two-story house in the photo. It had whitewashed walls, a green tile roof, small windows, and a small courtyard.
If he hadn't known that this was a miniature version of the house built by the little guy, he would have mistaken it for a real house.
"Oh my god, do you teach this stuff in kindergarten now?"
Ruan Jingye was so frightened that his mouth opened so wide that a whole egg could fit in it.
"What's the big deal? We also teach cooking and frying, but ours are miniature pots, spoons and ladles!"
Ruanruan saw that he was making a fuss and looked like he had never seen the world.
I thought it was quite funny, and proudly stretched out my little finger and counted it carefully:
"Ruanruan can make braised pork, fried eggs, stew soup, and stir-fry vegetables..."
"The teacher also taught us how to raise silkworms, but unfortunately the silkworms we raised died."
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