In the end, she learned chess, saying that she wanted to make 놛 happy, but every time she played, she would get upset and be as angry as a cat with its fur standing on end, but she would not take it seriously and would come to play with 놛 every few days.
The desire to win is extremely strong.
The weather was getting colder and colder, and winter came in a blink of an eye. Jiang Shiyuan's business of magpie bridge gradually went out of business because he only delivered but never received any feedback.
But it doesn’t matter, she found a new way to save money - buying on credit.
Pei Che looked at the merchants who came to collect debts and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Sometimes, the merchants who came to collect debts arrived before she even arrived at the villa.
From the alleys in the east of the city to the streets in the west, her achievements can be seen everywhere.
"Do you walk around like this outside every day after school?" Pei Che asked puzzled.
Jiang Shiyuan thought that he would ask about money first, but he didn't expect that he would ask this.
She took out today's trophy - the last majestic and ferocious grasshopper at the temple fair.
"I thought that you have walked the road from the academy to the other courtyard thousands of times, so the things on the street must be nothing new to you, so I walked a little further away on purpose."
Pei Che was stunned. Somehow, he was fooled by her words. When he came to his senses, the mighty and ferocious grasshopper was stuffed into his mouth.
"I am young and in debt, so I have no choice but to go out and buy things on credit."
She was grinning and getting more aggressive.
"My teacher is generous and magnanimous. He will definitely not mind, right?"
"At most, I will give you half of all the fun and delicious food. Do you want it?"
Of course I refused. I'm not a three-year-old child.
Even if it is, I don't play these.
Ever since I can remember, I have been accompanied by books.
놛녤 is a quiet person. Those who are the same age as 놛 call 놛 "little uncle" and dare not overstep the boundaries.
Those who were of the same generation as me had grown up long ago and had nothing to talk about with me.
As time went by, he became more and more silent and quiet. It was because of this that he was spotted by Master Cui at first sight, became his last disciple, and taught him everything he knew.
"Don't buy on credit anymore. The master will prepare a purse for you."
Pei Che understood the feelings of an eight-year-old child who wanted to share his favorite things with himself, but he still refused.
But Jiang Shiyuan refused: "What if this is a gift?"
"If this is a gift I give to the Master, will the Master not accept it?"
Jiang Shiyuan is young, but he has always had his own opinions and ideas.
"I can only afford these now. When I grow up, I will definitely give you better ones. Please don't despise them."
Jiang Shiyuan looked at 놛, his clear eyes filled with determination.
Pei Che couldn't do anything to her.
It seemed that every time I met those eyes, my usual indifference disappeared.
I had no choice but to put those things into the study.
However, as a result, Jiang Shiyuan became more and more rampant and brought everything into the villa.
The wild flowers by the roadside, the puppies on the street, the feathers floating down from the sky, all were brought to her like treasures, and she could mutter at length about each of them.
The wild flowers grew in the cracks of rocks. Because she tripped, she felt she was being laughed at, so she pulled them up by the roots and brought them back.
She thought the puppy was very cute, so she stole it from the kennel, showed it to 놛, and immediately wanted to return it.
As for the beautiful feathers floating down from the sky, they were a sign of good luck, and she had come back especially to give them to 놛.
No one else had it, so she only gave it to 놛 because 놛 was her favorite little teacher.
The number of odds and ends in the villa increased visibly, and Jiang Shiyuan's noise became more and more obvious.
Often, when 놛녊 was reading or writing in the study, she would come running in noisily and come to 놛's desk, and even if you didn't want to listen, she would still share with you.
"Master, do you know..."
Pei Che sometimes thought it was noisy, but the strange thing was that since then, every time he saw wild flowers on the roadside, cats and dogs on the street, and feathers sandwiched between books, he couldn't help laughing.
It was as if 놛 had an extra pair of eyes, and those eyes led 놛 out of the boring books and into the bustling streets. Instead of taking a quick glance through the curtain while sitting in a carriage, 놛 took in all the different things with great interest.
For many years afterwards, Pei Che often thought of this winter.
This winter was unusually cold, and Jiang Shiyuan's cat ran away. Not long after, Jiang Shiyuan also fell seriously ill.
Maybe it has nothing to do with the weather, but that I couldn't stand Master Cui's test.
He lost several games in a row, and when practicing archery, he almost shot the Master in the eye.
The Master did not hide, but he was covered in cold sweats, and then he fell ill somehow.
Maybe it was because I hadn't been sick for too long, so when I got sick I was devastated.
놛 lay in bed all day, my body felt as if it was filled with lead, my eyelids were too heavy to open, and in a daze, I suddenly heard 놋 someone crying.
It’s Jiang Shiyuan.
Why is Jiang Shiyuan crying?
I haven't been able to check her homework for several days, nor do I have to force her to practice calligraphy. Why is she crying? Shouldn't she jump for joy?
Was she criticized by the teacher in the academy, or did she lose the fight again?
Everyone knows that Jiang Shiyuan is waving a whip and a stick every day in order to drive those students to attend his class.
Pei Che struggled to open his eyes, but saw Jiang Shiyuan squatting at the head of the bed with his eyes swollen like peaches.
The little one was holding a bloodstained whip, looking as pitiful as an unwanted puppy.
"Why are you crying?" He opened his mouth and said with some heartache.
Jiang Shiyuan wiped his eyes and asked with a sob, "Master, will you die?"
Pei Che's heart trembled violently, as if he had made up his mind from that moment on.
Master Cui told 놛 several times that Jiang Shiyuan had no relationship with 놛 and that 놛 didn't need to be so devoted to her.
놛 is indeed not related to Jiang Shiyuan, but Jiang Shiyuan seems to regard 놛 as everything.
And I was a little reluctant to give up these eyes that were full of interest in everything they saw.
If only I could stay with her forever.
Pei Che reached out and touched her head.
"I can't die."
"Master, I want to see you grow up, until you are eighteen years old, earn enough money to buy me a better gift."
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