Sweet as candy

Xue Shiji had a conflict with Xiao Lang.

The two people who were chatting and laughing yesterday, went out for a while and came back one after another, one of them was in a good mood, humming a little tune.The other person's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he went straight back to the room with a sullen face.

The old mother in the yard cooked the meal, and Liu Musi carefully knocked on Mu Yunyi's door to let him eat.Mu Yunyi went over and saw that the two people at the table were far apart, sitting upright on one left and one on the right.Occasionally, the eyes met, one was relaxed as usual, and the other was furious.

Xifu sat in the middle with his legs crossed and worried, with the candied haws that Xiao Lang brought to him when he came back beside his hand, but even his favorite snack on weekdays couldn't save him from his bad mood now.

Why are Brother Xiao and Brother Xue so weird?

Although the child is ignorant, his intuition is very keen, and the two of them keep their expressions on their faces. In fact, the undercurrent of intersection is already driving the happy couple in the middle crazy.

As soon as Mu Yunyi came, Xifu seemed to see a savior coming, and waved to him: "Brother Amu!"

It was rare for Mu Yunyi to see him being so enthusiastic towards her, she was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly realized that the atmosphere in the dining room was not right.

On weekdays, Xue Shiji talked the most.Today, I don't know why I kept my mouth shut, and folded my arms as if not to be approached by strangers. Instead, Xiao Lang whispered to Liu Musi who was at the side to ease the embarrassment.

In the past, Xifu loved to pester Xiao Lang the most, but today the situation is different, so he looked at Mu Yunyi eagerly, as if he had something to say to him.

Xiao Lang smiled, and moved his stool a little: "Amu, sit here."

Mu Yunyi sat down beside Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang smiled and glanced at Xifu, and said in a low voice: "Then please take care of Xifu more, and pick more vegetables for him, he only cares about picking meat."

Mu Yunyi was inexplicably the one in charge of taking care of the children among the three again, his eyes swept across the table, and he picked up a chopsticks of green vegetables and put them into Xifu's bowl.

Xifu looked at the vegetables in the bowl tragically, and ate them, lying on his arm, and said in a faint voice: "Brother Amu, do you feel that Brother Xiao and Brother Xue are acting strange today?"

Mu Yunyi opened his eyes and said nonsense: "No."

Another chopsticks of vegetables.

Xifu said anxiously: "Yes, they didn't talk much today!"

"Don't talk about eating and sleeping." Mu Yunyi frowned. Xiao Lang told him to take care of Xifu, but he only said one more vegetable. Put a few vegetable leaves in the happy blessing bowl.

Xifu looked down and saw that the pile of green leaves had tightly pressed the small piece of meat he had caught before. He covered the bowl with some fear, forget it, let's eat first.

Seeing him holding his own bowl as if he was protecting food, Mu Yunyi thought for a while, gave up and continued to pick up vegetables for him, Xiao Lang watched from the side with a smile: "Amu did a really good job."

Xifu Mu Yunyi trembled when he heard the words, the former was because he was afraid that he would throw himself to Mu Yunyi, brother Amu only picked vegetables for himself, so wouldn't he want to eat like a rabbit in the future?The latter is because his tone all reveals that he regards himself as a child-like praise, which is inevitably a little creepy.

Xue Shiji looked at the harmony here with cold eyes, and left after finishing eating.At this moment, the young man guarding the door ran in, saw everyone was there, and said to Xiao Lang in a daze: "Xiao Daxia, some matchmakers came at the door, and they said they were called by the county magistrate, and they want to see Xue Shaoxia. Invite them in?"

Xue Shiji's figure froze, and Xiao Lang laughed mercilessly. Just as he was about to stand up, Xue Shiji's long-standing stance of cold war finally collapsed, and he opened his hands to stop him: "Don't go out!"

Xiao Lang smiled and rolled his eyes: "Shiji, there are guests coming at the door, I'm afraid it's not good if you don't go out to greet them."

"What kind of guests, don't you know why they are here? It's not all because of you!" Xue Shiji scratched his head brokenly: "Anyway, don't go out! Just say I'm not here, ahhh!" He turned his head and saw Mu Yunyi : "Amu, go and tell them that I was ordered to be transferred out, and I won't be back in a short time, let them all go, go back and tell the county magistrate to stop talking nonsense!"

"Amu, he doesn't know anything, I'll go." Xiao Lang made a gesture to avoid him, Xue Shiji was in a hurry, and while stopping people, he pulled Mu Yunyi over and begged: "Well, Amu, just treat me as if I owe you a favor, and you Go out and help me, or my fame will be ruined by brother Xiao!"

The person being sued stood by and watched the play happily, so Mu Yunyi had no choice but to go to the door and issue an order to evict the guests: "Xue Shiji has gone out and will not be back in a short time, so don't come in the future."

The matchmakers waited for such a news for a long time, and they immediately complained.However, they didn't lament for a long time before regaining their spirits. They looked up and down at the handsome young man who came out to deliver the message, with smiles on their faces: "This young man is so handsome. I don't think I've seen him before. Is he a local? Dear, is there a marriage?"

Mu Yunyi closed the door without saying a word, and returned to the dining room. Since Xue Shiji couldn't help but open his mouth, he simply complained and condemned Xiao Lang's hateful behavior: "Brother Xiao, are you still laughing?" That's the end of this matter, we just need to know, but don't let others know, or I really don't know where to put my face."

The table had already been cleared, Xiao Lang listened to Xue Shiji's complaints with a smile on his face, bent down and held Xifu's hand to teach him to write his name, when he saw Mu Yunyi came back, he waved to him and said, "Exactly, Amu, you too come and see."

Mu Yunyi took a closer look and saw that Xifu's name was written squarely on the paper, and Xifu was carefully imitating it while pressing the piece of paper.

"Can Amu write his own name?"

From the matchmaker's words, Mu Yunyi could vaguely guess that Xiao Lang had used some method to tease Xue Shiji. Before he recovered, he heard him ask this question, and was taken aback for a moment: "...I know this kind of simple thing."

Xiao Lang nodded, and asked again: "Will you write my name?"

"……Won't."

Xiao Lang spread out a piece of paper again, this time it was for Mu Yunyi to read, the style of writing was more convenient and unrestrained, different from the delicate one he wrote for the child before, it looked strong and powerful.

Just as Mu Yunyi was amazed at the vigorous handwriting he wrote, which was completely opposite to his own appearance, Xiao Lang turned the nib of his pen, changed another font and wrote Xue Shiji's name on the bottom.

Mu Yunyi was secretly surprised, not knowing how much talent Xiao Lang had hidden, Xiao Lang stopped writing and said with a smile, "Which one do you like?"

Mu Yunyifang remembered that he said before that he wanted to teach himself how to practice calligraphy, so it seems that this is for him to choose fonts.His eyes moved, and he pretended to be a layman: "They are all very good, just this one."

He clicked on the place where Xiao Lang's name was written. Xue Shiji talked beside him for a long time but no one paid attention, and walked to him with self-abandonment: "Amu, let me tell you, your business is really a big loss, Brother Xiao Teaching you how to write is easy, but if you want to teach him how to play chess, the difficulty is no less than making the iron tree bloom."

Xiao Lang was not angry when he laughed at him, he looked back with a smile: "Haven't you finished venting your anger yet?"

Xue Shiji snorted twice, turned his head and left, Xiao Lang winked at Mu Yunyi with great joy, and whispered, "Look at him, he's still like a child."

Mu Yunyi looked at him speechlessly, Xiao Lang laughed enough, bent down and touched the head of Xifu who had just copied a piece of his name, turned around and spread out a new piece of rice paper, and sat down by Xue Shiji.

The palm was covered by another warm hand, and Mu Yunyi realized that he had gradually gotten used to Xiao Lang's intimate actions towards him one after another. At this moment, what he had to worry about was how to pretend to be someone who couldn't write.

He quietly glanced at Xifu, who was trying his best to copy the second picture, and followed his wrong gesture to hold the pen. A chuckle came from beside his ear, and Xiao Lang held his hand and raised it slightly: "hand Don't press too low."

Like a careful and responsible gentleman in the school, he is extremely careful and gentle with each student, holds the student's hand, speaks softly and patiently, and teaches him how to use the brush and how to finish.

Mu Yunyi put aside all distracting thoughts and acted like a sincere and studious student. Xiao Lang took him to finish writing, looked down for a while, and said with a smile: "Amu, you are very smart."

He let go of the opponent's hand, motioning for him to do it again, Mu Yunyi clumsily and carefully wrote a word "Lang" on the paper as before.

Tired from practicing, Xifu came to watch his works, took another look at his crooked handwriting, and said enviously: "Brother Amu is so good, it will be done in a while."

Xiao Lang smiled and said, "Xifu has learned to write his own name?"

"Yes!" Xifu showed his learning results with his chest upright, and then held up the paper and said, "Brother Xiao, I also want to learn your name."

Xiao Lang held his hand and led him to write a new one.

Mu Yunyi was not very interested in pretending to be a fool and practicing calligraphy, but after just now, he found that his interest in digging out the secrets of Xiao Lang suddenly increased.

"Do you know many kinds of handwriting?"

Xiao Lang was taken aback, and Mu Yunyi kept moving his hands: "I see just now...the words you wrote seem to be different."

"That's right." Xiao Lang said with a smile: "In addition to learning from my husband when I was young, I also loved to learn things everywhere. At that time, both my father and my mother wanted me to learn calligraphy with them, and we had a long fight over this. There is no result. There is no way, in order to make them happy, I can only study together."

Xi Fu said: "Brother Xiao is amazing!"

Xiao Lang said: "Actually, this is not very good. Their writing methods are very different. When I was young, I still couldn't grasp the essence. I often mixed the two kinds of handwriting together, which made it difficult for me to learn both. Later, I suffered a lot and studied them separately. I didn’t get confused anymore after practicing hard. These two handwritings are the most handy for me, and the others are just a taste.”

"But it's good to get used to writing." Xiao Lang said with a smile: "Look, now you can choose one you like to learn. I know all of these."

Xiao Lang's birth has always been a secret in Jianghu, people in the Wulin League respect him and don't investigate, and even the first-line celebrities have no way of knowing.Since he took the initiative to bring it up this time, it would be a good opportunity for him to press on.

Mu Yunyi pondered: "Then where are your parents now?"

Xiao Lang said disappointedly: "They...are not here anymore."

Mu Yunyi paused, and a drop of ink ruined the written words. He whispered: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's all in the past." Xiao Lang turned around with a lonely voice.Mu Yunyi looked at his back with a complicated expression, as if she had brought up his sadness.

Xiao Lang looked out of the window, sighed helplessly, and felt a bit of a headache—although he had already made an appointment with his parents, if someone asked about his birth, he would say that his parents were dead, but as a son of man, he would always be concerned.

He looked back at Mu Yunyi and saw that he was sitting there silently, probably because he blamed himself for accidentally mentioning this matter.The two of them would not be happy if they stayed any longer, Xiao Lang patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.