Master Nobunaga Yang, whom Jingyuan brought, looked at it, nodded and said: "Everything above is almost complete, and the two missing items will be almost ready tomorrow. You can stay here for two days and take some time to relax."
Jingyuan thanked Master Changyang and led the three junior sisters out.
The child came over with a smile and invited them to rest in the guest room at the back.
There are only two guest rooms in Changyang Zhenren's place - of course it cannot be divided evenly between four people. They can only be divided according to gender. Jingyuan will live in one room alone, and Jinglan will live in one room with her two junior sisters.
Jingfei entered the room and curiously touched here and there. There was something she didn't recognize on the shelf and asked Jinglan in a low voice: "Senior sister, look at what this is? Is it a magic weapon?"
Jinglan smiled and shook her head: "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a joke. This is not a magic weapon, this is an abacus."
"Abacus? What is it for?"
"For math purposes. Don't you remember the last time I took you down the mountain? At the Silk Cloth Shop, there was one on the counter at the back."
One look at Jingfei's face and it was clear that she didn't remember. The little girl held the abacus and followed it like a treasure. She looked up and down, left and right, and then asked: "Senior sister, how do you use this?"
This stumped Jinglan too.
This knowledgeable elder sister’s understanding of this little abacus is that traders can use it to calculate accounts quickly and well. However, she has not studied the specific use of it carefully. She only sees people. The crackling and pulling was quite lively, but I didn’t understand the secrets inside.
"I know this." Qiuqiu sat down next to Jingfei: "The five beads at the bottom are each counted as one. The beads on top are each counted as five. Arrange them one by one..."
Jingfei understood immediately.
"So that's how it's used." She excitedly started to fiddle with the beads on the abacus, and turned to Qiuqiu and asked: "How do you know how to use this thing?"
"I've seen it before." It happened in a previous life.
Jingfei's fresh energy went away as quickly as it came, and she soon lost interest in the abacus and set her sights on a spinning wheel in the room. This Qiuqiu also knew how to use it. She hadn't gone up the mountain with Senior Sister Jingxin yet. , my mother can spin thread with a spinning wheel.
Jingfei shook the spinning wheel and made a squeaking sound. This sound suddenly brought back Qiuqiu's memories.
Because the family was very poor at that time and could not afford to light a lamp at night, her mother often took advantage of her free time in the afternoon to spin for a while. Qiuqiu was still young at that time and could not walk steadily, so she would lie down next to her and watch the spinning wheel. It turned slowly, and there were fine fibers floating in the air, which were reflected in the sunlight and turned into a translucent golden color. Sometimes these fine hairs would get on her mother's eyebrows, and she didn't even bother to wipe them.
Jinglan put her hand gently on her shoulder: "Junior sister Jingqiu?"
Qiuqiu came back to her senses and turned to look at her.
Jinglan asked softly: "What's wrong? Are you homesick?"
Qiuqiu nodded.
I really miss home. What I miss most is my mother and sister. I have been away from home for a few years, and I don’t know how they are doing. It was fine when I was with my master and senior sister, but now in the Li Shui Sword Sect, she She was a lonely person, and apart from the big whites, they could also give her some comfort. But at night, everything was silent, and the feeling of emptiness in her heart was particularly uncomfortable.
Jinglan touched her head and said with a smile: "Okay, Jingfei, stop playing with that thing. After a long trip down the mountain, aren't you going to the town? I'll take you two for a walk."
Jingfei jumped up with a cry, abandoned the spinning wheel, hugged Jinglan's arm tightly, and kept talking sweetly as if she wanted no money: "Senior sister, you are the best! I knew that senior sister loves me the most.
Senior sister, senior sister, let’s go to the silk shop last time? You see, Jingqiu doesn’t have anything to wear, so she pulls a few pieces of material to make clothes for her. Senior sister didn’t make new clothes this year, so she just made them together. As big as senior sister
Beauty, it’s such a pity to be in plain clothes all day long, you should really dress up properly.”
"Okay, but we have to make a three-part agreement. We are not allowed to cause trouble. We must be back before dark, and..."
Jingfei nodded hurriedly: "Sister, don't worry, let alone three chapters, it's no problem if we make an appointment of thirty or three hundred chapters. Oh, let's go quickly."
This fart kung fu was really hard to resist. Jinglan went to the next door to talk to Jingyue, and then took Qiuqiu and Jingfei out.
The town was even more lively than in the morning. They went to the silk shop first. No matter how Qiuqiu refused, Jinglan bought her two pieces of fabric, one was tender cherry red and the other was orange.
According to Qiuqiu, these two colors are too delicate. Jinglan compared the fabrics on her body: "Well, you are still young, so this is just right."
Jingfei also bought a piece, Jinglan also pulled a piece of material, and Qiuqiu bought a piece of bright red satin material to make a vest for each of her big rabbits.
Qiuqiu also noticed that Jinglan also bought two pieces of other materials, one was light green and the other was pale gray. These two materials were not suitable for any of the three of them to wear, so they could only be bought for Jingyue.
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Senior Sister Jinglan is a bit small-minded, but she is not a bad person. Moreover, she is also infatuated with Senior Brother Jingyue. Qiuqiu feels a little sorry for her. If Jingfei hadn't intervened with her to cause trouble,
, maybe the two people walking side by side now are Jing Yue and Jing Lan.
How sentimental that is. A man and a woman alone in front of the flowers and under the moon will definitely be easily burned out.
There are so many people on the mountain and Jingyue is so busy that there are not many opportunities for the two of them to be alone together. This time going down the mountain was originally a good opportunity to cultivate feelings, but it was ruined by them again.
Qiuqiu is a little worried. It is not a glorious thing to hinder other people's love. I just don't know what senior brother Jingyue thinks. He seems to treat everyone equally and has no special expression for Jinglan.
She is just like other junior brothers and sisters.
Alas, people at this time are just too reserved, and they always keep things to themselves. It’s hard to express my love for you so shyly, and I don’t know if it will come to fruition in the Year of the Monkey and the Year of the Horse.
But it doesn't matter if they talk about it themselves. Qiuqiu remembered the gossip about the master and the head. They had an agreement to cultivate together back then, but that was the intention of the elders, and it didn't work out later.
Stuffing these into the Qiankun bag, the three of them continued walking forward.
Jingfei is curious about everything she sees, and she doesn’t miss out on everything she eats, drinks, or wears. If it weren’t for the unscientific equipment like the Qiankun Bag, she would probably have to use a horse-drawn carriage to carry the things she bought! Qiuqiu also bought a lot.
Lai Jingfei was always there to encourage her. Secondly, Qiuqiu also really missed these snacks and gadgets that were full of human fireworks. After staying in the mountains for a long time, she always felt that she was almost becoming less of a human being.
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