Chapter 329: Because I like warmth 133

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Ancheng.
"I want this."
The antique stalls were filled with a tender and crisp sound. In the past, a little boy wearing a blue-blue straight short squat stood in front of the booth. The boy’s sword eyebrows were red and white, but the younger one gave a very bleak and gentle Feeling, when he spoke, he tilted his head slightly and pointed his finger at a petal-shaped hole lock on the booth.
"Well." The boss gave him the package and handed it to him.
Wen Jian paid the money and took Kong Ming lock away.
When passing by a stall that he usually loves to sell, the boss Li Laobo shouted at him: "Small Jane, do you have time to help the uncle write a signboard?"
Wen Jian walked over and saw Li Laobo squatting into the soup pot and said, "My sign was accidentally let the wind blow away yesterday. The uncle is illiterate. Can you write a book for the uncle?"
Wen Jian should have a voice, took off the book bag on his back, took out the pen and ink, looked up and asked Li Laobo: "What word?"
Li Laobo put the lid on the lid and took the wooden card and placed it on the table where Wen Jian was sitting. "Write Li Laojiao."
Therefore, Wen Jian slightly lowered his head and wrote, and the gentle words were very beautiful. The whole street people knew that the teacher in the school was the character of Yulin Academy, and Wen Jian was warm. The teacher’s child naturally learned good words from childhood.
After Wen Jian wrote these words on the wooden sign, he looked up and asked Li Laobo: "Uncle, do you think it is?"
Li Laobo glanced over and smiled and his eyes narrowed. "Cheng Chengcheng, Xiao Jian is awesome. Don't leave, the uncle will give you a bowl to eat."
Wen did not refuse, and sat down and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Li Laobo went to the several guest officers on the table next to him, but what he didn't know was that the people sitting at the table were Wei Nan Shen and his subordinates.
After Li Laobo gave Wen Jiande a bowl of noodles, he hanged the wooden sign.
The cold wind blew and the wooden sign hanging in the air shook.
Minnan sank and glanced at the words on the wooden sign, but he was gratified. "The words written in the young age are pretty good."
Wen Jian bowed his head and ate it. When he heard this, the small body slightly paused. He turned his head and looked at the sound. He saw a few adults sitting across from each other. They looked at the extraordinary, and they were very polite. The person who praised him thanked him.
Weinan was so addicted that this little boy was very cute, and he said with his subordinates: "Go and take my blood jade pen."
He sneaked a bit, but still did not say anything, got up and took things, and soon took the blood jade pen and handed it over to the emperor.
After Minnan had sunk the pen, he got up and sat down at the table where Wen Jian was sitting. Wen Jian was drinking soup in the bowl. He heard the movement and looked up. He saw the adult sitting down and looked at it inexplicably. he.
"Child, this is for you, a good pen can write a better word."
Yan Nan Shen said, handed the blood jade pen to him.
Wen Jian did not pick up. He looked down at the pen handed over by Shen Nan Shen. The pen was very delicate and beautiful. At first glance, it was a precious rarity. He looked up and shook his head. "Thank you for your uncle." The mother said that she could not collect strangers."
Minnan Shen sneaked a glimpse, but I did not expect this little guy you still have such a bone, knowing that this is a good thing, but still refused to accept.