The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

Lan Wangshu was silent for a while and looked at his twin brother who was only six years old.

"Xiaoyan Xiaoyu, can you two sleep together?"

"of course can."

Lan Wangyan straightened his small body, and Lan Wangyu also nodded.

"This is my room. Luo Chen will sleep in this room, Xiaoyan and Xiaoyu will sleep in this room. If you two want to sleep together, sleep in this room. If you don't like to sleep together, there is another bed in the study opposite. You can choose it yourself."

Lan Wangshu stood in the yard and made the arrangements one by one. Zhou Xingnan was not willing to sleep in the same room with Mo Yici, so he quickly ran to the bedroom and closed the door.

Mo Yici looked coldly at the closed door and peered through the crack in the door. He knew Zhou Xingnan must be secretly watching him there.

Fortunately, his calculation was correct. Zhou Xingnan opened the door again angrily, with half of his body hiding behind the door in a funny way.

Mo Yici was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked into the study. The study was very large, even a little empty. Even with an extra bed, it wouldn't be crowded. There were two low tables next to a huge desk, which should be for the twins.

In the center was something oddly shaped that looked like a chair or something, and it felt very soft. It was surrounded by a long low table with a set of tea sets on it. There was a branch in a long vase with a small leaf on the tip.

Seeing him standing motionless at the door, Lan Wangshu walked into the room first, pulled out the bamboo screen on the side, and asked everyone to sit on the sofa.

She cooked some small green tangerines for everyone to relieve their cravings. It was obvious that no one had seen such a scene before, and they watched very carefully. The fragrance of tea and the green aroma of tangerines drifted towards everyone. The small teapot fell into the water silently, leaving the room quiet.

"Miss Lan, this tea is very innovative and the teapot is nice too."

Although Mo Yici is a rough man, he still has the necessary vision. This tea can be said to be unique. People who understand teapots don't look like some girl who grew up in the countryside.

"I bought the teapot in town, from an old man in the back alley of East Market. The workmanship is very fine, but not many people patronize it. If you like it, just go buy it yourself."

Lan Wangshu was also amazed when he saw the teapot falling into the water silently for the first time. The water flowed gently, as if it had merged into the water surface. There were only shallow ripples and no splashes at all. He bought some at that time and put them in the system. They were very valuable.

She could only affirm the preciousness of skills. In modern times, fewer and fewer people know many good skills, which allowed her to find a bug, and also helped her find a business opportunity.

"Oh? Miss Lan did find a treasure. This teapot can be considered a masterpiece. I have to find a chance to take a look."

Lan Wangshu didn't know if there was any deep meaning in his words. She did buy it there, but she was too lazy to guess. It had nothing to do with her anyway. She just stayed in the village quietly before she came of age.

"Boss, why don't you have any books here?"

Zhou Xingnan looked around and saw two bookshelves, one big and one small, behind him, but they were both empty.

"Is your love for reading coming back?"

Lan Wangshu glanced at Zhou Xingnan with a half-smile, and Lan Luochen took out a thin booklet from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Brother Jingyang, this is the key point of the lesson, you should memorize it first."

This study method was also taught to him by Lan Wangshu. She said that a good memory is not as good as a good pen. The key points should be written down. The study method is also very important. Just like doing things, you must distinguish the primary from the secondary to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The smile on Zhou Xingnan's face disappeared instantly. He took it with a bitter face and began to read it resignedly. Mo Yici glanced at it and nodded in his heart. This Lan Luochen was also a reliable person. His book was well-organized and the key points were marked. He would write his own thoughts at the end and also reserved some space for comments.

"Thank you, Xiao Luochen."

"Brother Jingyang, you should copy it yourself. This is for your sister to see."

The little boy had a pure and innocent look on his face, and his words sounded like magic to Zhou Xingnan. Why did he have to copy during his day off? Although the booklet was not thick, it was enough for him to copy for a while. He came here to play, so who would save him?

He looked at Mo Yici for help, but the other party ignored him. It was obvious that he was happy with this result. Zhou Xingnan felt aggrieved and was about to get up to copy the book.

"Sit down first. There's no rush. It will be the same tomorrow. I asked He Yi to prepare a set of clothes for you to change into. Due to limited conditions, they are not made of silk. Please don't be disgusted."

Mo Yici was a young general on the battlefield. He had experienced many hard days while traveling outside and did not care. However, the expression on Zhou Xingnan's face was a little hard to describe.

"Jingyang, what's wrong with you? If you don't like wearing it, then don't wear it."

"No, Boss, you are so considerate. How about I recognize you as my sister?"