Huijin and Lu Xiuqi's conversation lasted for half an hour, and no one knew what they said. Lu Xiuqi, who came from the Zen room, did not leave immediately, but returned to the small courtyard where he lived. He stood in the courtyard and listened to the sound of wooden fish in the room, letting snowflakes fall on the tips of his hair and shoulders. He stood for about an hour, put down the brocade box containing a jade hairpin at the door, and left sadly.

"Aunt An, he put down a box and left." Song Ruoxi, who had been standing by the window and watching the movement, turned around and said.

An Yu put down the wooden hammer and smiled slightly, "Jingchen, it's too late, it's time for you to go to bed. Tomorrow, you will start learning to play the guzheng."

"Okay, I'll go to bed." Song Ruoxi shrugged. The show was over and it was time for the audience to end. "Good night, Aunt An."

The silkworm followed Song Ruoxi into the room and put the Tang Pozi in, and served Song Ruoxi to sleep.

"Canniang Niang, what is Aunt An's original name?" Song Ruoxi asked softly.

"What is this girl asking?" asked the silkworm girl.

"Curious, I want to know." Song Ruoxi looked at her with bright eyes.

"The girl wants to know, so she goes to ask the lay Buddhist." The silkworm turned off the candlelight and exited the room.

Song Ruoxi curled his lips in the darkness, but he didn't care too much.

The next day, when Anyu's morning class was over, Song Ruoxi followed her to learn to play the guzheng. After learning for only half an hour, Song Ruoxi was able to play a small song intact. Anyu became increasingly aware that she was extremely intelligent and praised her.

Song Ruoxi was stunned. Does the body really have memories? But if there is really memories, the nine-year-old girl also learned to be a girl. Why was she so clumsy when she learned to embroidery and had eight of her ten fingers? Could it be that the body still selectively remembers?

"What's your child going on?" An Yu asked with a chuckling.

Song Ruoxi came to his senses and smiled and said, "I'm not dazed, I'm hungry and am thinking about the good things of Silkworm Girl."

An Yu thought that she was growing now and she didn't care about it, so she said without any hunger: "Don't worry about it, go eat and then come to study."

Song Ruoxi went to the kitchen to find what Jade Lady wanted, "Is there anything delicious today?"

"It's snowball cake." The silkworm opened the steamer and there were snow-white glutinous rice cakes inside. "How many girls want?"

"Two." Song Ruoxi poured water to wash his hands.

The silkworm picked up two and put them in the porcelain plate, poured a cup of honey water, and placed them on the table together, "Girl, please use it slowly."

Song Ruoxi sat at the small table and enjoyed the food comfortably, "It's delicious. Silkworm, you want to teach me how to do it."

"When the weather is warmer, I will teach you." When water turns ice, the silkworm girl was worried that Song Ruoxi would get sick due to cold.

"Thank you, Silkworm." Song Ruoxi curled his eyes with smile.

The silkworm pulled the corner of her mouth, moved the charcoal furnace to Song Ruoxi, and added a few pieces of charcoal to it, making the fire strong, but she was afraid that Song Ruoxi would freeze. The silkworm never married and had no children. After being with Song Ruoxi for a long time, she regarded her as her daughter and felt it hurt in her heart.

In the afternoon, An Yu taught Song Ruoxi to draw. She took the thick hair and drew a few strokes on the paper, and then added branches and leaves with fine hair. The sparse bamboos on the painting were quite interesting, and the words "Su Xiang" were written on the signature.

The surname is Su!

Song Ruoxi was slightly stunned, pursed her lips and chuckled, and she didn't expect that she would have such a wonderful fate with An Yu.

"The style of painting bamboo is precious, one is precious, two is ink, three is dyed, four is colored, five is cages. Five things are done before they can be successful." An Yu turned his head and looked at her, "You can draw!"

"Aunt An, you really treat me as a genius!" Song Ruoxi pursed, "I can't draw."

"You can." An Yu put down his pen and chuckled, "Just draw as you want."

A cunning glow flashed in Song Ruoxi's eyes. He picked up the pen and wrote on the paper while reciting, "I don't have a big word, I hang lanterns on both sides. I don't eat for three days, and I'm hungry..."

"What are you drawing?" An Yu asked, frowned and looked at the ink marks on the paper.

"Big-headed doll." Song Ruoxi raised his eyebrows and smiled mischievously, "Aunt An, this is what I think, is it well drawn?"

An Yu laughed silently, "You! You look like a good person, but you are the most naughty."

"Aunt An, let's make it simple first. Don't be so anxious to let me draw bamboo and plum blossoms." Song Ruoxi said coquettishly.

"Okay." An Yu smiled, followed her and taught slowly.

Without idle people coming to disturb him, Song Ruoxi was detained by An Yu to learn things. Occasionally, he wanted to be lazy, but Hui Jin was caught by copying scriptures. His life became more and more steps, and he was as calm as flowing water.

The four seasons alternate, and it is March when grass grows and birds fly. One night of spring rain, the tender branches on the trees are green and dripping, and wild flowers are everywhere in the mountains. Song Ruoxi takes a cushion to go hiking.

"Uncle Master." The nun guarding the mountain gate saluted her and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, two girls wearing shabby clothes, eyes closed, and pale faces fell in. One was a little older, about fourteen or five years old, and the other was a little younger, looking like eleven or two years old.

"Donor, donor wake up."

"Stop calling, carry them in first." Song Ruoxi Road.

The four nuns obeyed the orders and carried the two girls into the left side and covered the meditation room. Then they went to ask Jingwen to take the pulse of the two.

Jingwen helped the two of them to diagnose their pulse, then looked at their faces carefully, frowned slightly, and said, "No big problem, you can change their clothes first, and then bring them a bowl of rice porridge to feed them."

Song Ruoxi noticed that Jingwen's face changed a little when she was looking at the younger one, and followed Jingwen and came out, "Jing asked Senior Brother, is there any problem with that younger one, right?"

Jing asked her and found out that she could not hide it from the delicate little brother. She nodded slightly and said, "That little guy was taken medicine."

"What medicine was taken?"

Jing asked and chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "Poison."

"She is still so young, who is so cruel?" Song Ruoxi said angrily.

Jing asked and sighed, and went to Baicao Pavilion to prescribe the medicine.

After pouring half a bowl of rice porridge in, the older one woke up after a while. From her, she knew that her name was Liu Sanya, sixteen years old, and the younger one was her sister Siya, twelve years old. They were farmers' girls in Jiangbian Village, Jiujiang County. The river flooded and flooded the fields. The family couldn't survive. The two sisters fled all the way here.
Chapter completed!