My whole family traveled through time with the golden finger

"No, it's nothing. I looked around just now, and I seemed to see a bird flying over. I used to raise a bird in this house, but it flew out accidentally, and I couldn't find it again."

Fang Congyun reacted quickly, made up an excuse, walked back calmly, sat back in his seat, and returned the bowl naturally.

The house was originally his. Who knows if he kept any birds or if the birds flew away?

So Xu Chunshan and Xu Dajun didn't think much about it, they believed it.

Xu Chunshan also answered: "We've lived for so long, and we haven't seen it. If I see it someday, I'll catch it for you. When the time comes, I'll send it to you."

"A bird born out of nothing", where can I catch it?
Fang Congyun was a little embarrassed, but he didn't show it, and thanked him very humbly.

After dinner, it was getting late and he had to go to school tomorrow, so Xu Dajun didn't stay any longer and sent him out.

The distance from the inner courtyard to the outer gate is not long, so if you walk faster, you can reach it in just a few steps.

Fang Congyun pondered for a long time, until he stopped at the gate, then turned his head and asked Xu Dajun, "The tall maid just now...is your sister's maid?"

Xu Dajun didn't understand, so he was a little stunned, this kid, what he said just now that he saw a bird, did he see Asarum?
Get lost like that...

No way……

Suddenly, the eyes looking at Fang Congyun became strange, what kind of eyes does this kid have?

Actually like Asarum?
Fang Congyun: I thank you for your brain.

Of course, he didn't know Xu Dajun's inner thoughts, but he felt that something was wrong with his gaze, so he couldn't help tightening up, and said, "What's wrong? I was the one who was abrupt, so you should pretend I didn't ask."

Xu Dajun shook his head sharply, "It's my sister's maid, her name is Xixin, she is eighteen this year, and she has great strength."

After getting a definite answer, the feeling in Fang Congyun's heart was very indescribable in an instant. He was a little inexplicable about Xu Dajun's restatement, but he didn't bother to think about it.

"Okay, I'm going home, you don't need to send more, see you at school tomorrow."

He nodded at Xu Dajun, walked down the steps, turned back and shook his hand at Xu Dajun, and this was the way he went back and forth.

Before he had gone far, he ran into Wutong who came out to meet him with a lantern.

Fang Congyun took a deep look at him.

He didn't say anything at the moment, he went home all the way, entered Qingpuyuan, Wutong was thinking that Arborvitae took over, and he could go back to wash and sleep.

All of a sudden, I heard my young master say indifferently: "Go get some hot water, I want to take a bath."

Wutong was slightly stunned, in the mansion, this was all the work of Arborvitae.

But he didn't think much about it, nodded in response, and went to the kitchen to fetch water.

When the young master took a bath and changed his clothes, he waited and wrung out his hair, and used a headband to simply tie it up halfway, making it suitable for sleeping.

I thought he could go back to sleep after the young master fell asleep, but he stayed up late last night to read the storybook, and now he is really sleepy.

But I never thought that the young master is not in a hurry to sleep, and he has to go to the study to write articles, and ask him to serve the pen and ink by name.

Wutong secretly yawned, winked at Arborvitae, followed obediently to the study.

Turn on the lamp, grind the ink well, watch the young master spread the paper, roll up the sleeves and write with the ink, his eyelids chattering happily.

"Sycamore."

"Huh? The little one is here! What are your orders, Master?" He immediately sobered up and almost stopped.

"Hold this book and read it to me."

Wutong's mind is in a daze, the young master is making a fuss, doesn't he need to think quietly?Let him study?

But without hesitation, he picked up the book, opened it, and began to read it.

As I read it, I became dizzy from reading it, sleepy bugs crawled all over my head, and I wanted to sleep very much.

He was about to fall asleep, and the young master gave him another shock.

Then the young master asked him to make tea, and then let him take snacks, and then let him take this and that, which made him turn around, sleepy and gnaw his brain, and he was really sleepy and flustered.

Seeing that the young master stopped writing, the night is getting dark now, can he finally sleep?

He was excited.

But the fact is that the young master was going to rest, but before he left, he was asked to stay and copy the three-character scripture five times, so that he could read it tomorrow morning.

Indus: ...

Looking helplessly at the young master's back as he walked away, Wu Tong wanted to cry but had no tears. He couldn't leave if he wanted to, so he could only resign himself to his fate and sit on the side of the small table to start copying books.

After a while, Arborvitae made him a cup of strong tea, and Wutong said flatteringly, "Arborvitae..."

"Don't even think about it, the young master recognizes our handwriting."

Wutong drank the strong tea in one gulp, crying, "Why do you think this is? All right, I didn't do anything wrong today?"

"Think about it, the young master will never punish you for no reason."

Arborvitae patted him on the shoulder, and left without looking back, leaving him alone in the study to fight at night with the lights on.

Until dawn, I finished copying the book, but I still couldn't figure out what I did wrong.

While the young master got up, Wutong was holding the copied book, with a pair of big black eyes, but the young master went to meet with him.

Fang Congyun didn't even look at it, so he asked him to put it aside, and then said: "I want to eat the pan-fried buns from East Street, go buy them."

Wutong cautiously probed, "My lord, I don't know what I did wrong? Please tell me clearly, my lord."

Fang Congyun glanced at him, "Go and buy."

Wutong let out an oh, and hurriedly went out to buy it. Fortunately, the East Street is not far away, and it didn't take long before I bought it back.

After breakfast, Fang Congyun called Wutong, "Wutong."

"Young master, the little one is here."

"Did you really find out about Miss Biyi?"

"Understood! Isn't it Miss Wang? Young master, you already knew!"

"you sure?"

"Sure...let's do it."

"Tell me carefully, how did you inquire about that day?"

Indus then told what happened that day.

"So, you only inquired about girls from the Wang family?"

Wu Tong reasoned: "Then Xu's family went back to the village for the New Year. It's not convenient to inquire about it. The Wang's family is very close. I thought I'd inquire about what color the Wang family's girl was wearing that day, so I can be sure. If If it’s not her, then it must be Ms. Xu. If it’s her, then it must not be Ms. Xu. The result is the same. The girl from the Wang family wore blue clothes that day, so the young master must have met her! So there is no need to inquire about Ms. Xu. ah!"

Fang Congyun sighed and looked at Wutong with indescribable eyes, "Copy the Analects of Confucius and give it to me before school."

"Young Master, why are you still copying?" Wu Tong was about to cry, what did he do wrong, he really wanted to sleep, his hands hurt so much, and his heart was so tired.

……

Fang Congyun ignored his wailing, carried the book basket out of the yard, and walked briskly to the school.

Outside the classroom, I happened to meet Xu Dajun, he smiled and nodded, "Good morning, Dajun."

Xu Dajun looked sideways: Why do you feel that senior brother Congyun is acting weird today?

"Morning, Brother Congyun, I have brought the bank notes. After school in the afternoon, let Wutong or someone take me to Shuanggui Lane?"

Fang Congyun said: "I'll take you there after school."

"No, just find someone to take me there. Don't you have to do your homework every day after school?"

"It's okay."

"Oh, that's fine." He felt right, this kid is indeed abnormal today!
Is it because of what?

Is it because of Asarum?
Thinking of this, Xu Dajun looked at Fang Congyun strangely.

This made Fang Congyun inexplicable, he couldn't help but look him up and down, could there be something wrong with his clothes today?