Compared to Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Xiaoxiao likes the translation of Snow Girl and Seven Friends.

When Keju and Xiaoqian were entangled with her and told a story, she told them the modified version of the seven friends of Xuegu:

A long time ago, there was a wealthy businessman.

Xiaoqian interrupted: What do wealthy businessmen sell?

Yes, it was an apple seller, and Xiaoxiao cunningly foreshadowed the story behind. Continue to tell: One winter night, the eldest snowflakes were falling, and the wealthy businessman's wife sat by a window, doing needlework for her daughter. The cold wind rolled the snowflakes into the window, and many snowflakes fell on the ebony windowsill. She looked at the snow outside, and accidentally stabbed the needle into her finger,

Red blood flowed out of the needle mouth, and a few drops of blood fell on the snowflakes floating into the window. She stared at the bright red blood dripping on the snow, looked at the ebony windowsill, and said, "I hope my daughter's skin will grow white and red, and looks like the white snow and bright red blood. So gorgeous, so delicate, and hair will grow like the ebony in this window, black and bright!

The cute eyes were very bright: what happened later?

Later, she really gave birth to an extremely beautiful daughter. Her skin was as white as snow, as rosy as blood, and her hair was as dark as ebony. Her mother gave her a name, called Xue Gu.

Keju: Is there such a beautiful girl? Can my sister draw it?

Until the story was finished, Xiaoxiao had not been drawn yet. The cartoon Snow White looks were deeply rooted. If the children were really drawn, they would definitely question her hairstyle and clothes.

"Class Yingyuan?"

My thoughts returned to the present, and I stared at the girl who was calling her name. I really wanted to take her back immediately and pull her in front of Keju: Look, Xue Gu looks like this.

Xiaoxiao lived for two lives and was amazed for the first time.

The girl was embarrassed by Xiaoxiao and held a white bark in her hand: "I have a reluctance."

"Please speak." Fortunately, Xiaoxiao was a girl, otherwise she would have held someone's hand and said: Girl, just say it, I, Tang, will do whatever you want to go up the sword and go down the sea of ​​fire.

The girl smiled and there was a small dimples on one side: "You are practicing Ni's body?"

Xiaoxiao nodded.

"I have always liked Ni Ti, but I'm just a beginner. I've never seen a girl write Ni Ti Ti as you are so superb."

Xiaoxiao felt a little shivered and said modestly: "I just learned the basics."

"People say that this white Qianlao is not easy to get, so they want to ask classmate Yingyuan to write a few words and keep them as bookmarks."

Xiaoxiao has never been photographed so well, she said sweetly: "I dare not take it."

The girl even brought her pen and ink. The two of them occupied a clean table next to her and sat down with a smile, not knowing what to write for a while.

"Am I blocking the light?" the girl moved her position.

"What poems do you like?" Xiaoxiao asked.

"It's okay to write anything, but it's not good if I'm holding you back." The girl gave Xiaoxiao full freedom.

Xiaoxiao looked at her carefully and only had a milky white rose on her head, which made her look bright. Xiaoxiao wished she could spend a whole day drawing a portrait of her, then change her clothes and draw again, change and draw twelve pictures to make a beauty calendar... This is the power of appearance.

After calming down, he picked up the pen and wrote on the thin layer of fine white paper: rose color, rose attitude, and treasure spirit.

Because of my care, I have performed well, and the tip of the pen actually has the meaning of a silkworm head and a swallow tail.

The girl picked it up gently and blew it dry slowly, and cherished it very much: "Every word is well written! It's good, but the poem by Zhao Shixia of the Song Dynasty, Chaozhongcuo?"

"I think of these words when you have a rose on your head."

The girl couldn't let it go: "Thank you so much, classmate Yingyuan."

"You're so kind, just call me Yingyuan."

The girl smiled and said, "You can call me Xizi."

Ah... It turns out that this is the famous Wen Xizi.

Second aunt, are you still angry? In terms of appearance, your two daughters can't beat others even if they tied them together.

Xiaoxiao said, "I heard from my sister that they are all from the Flower Art Club."

Wen Xizi didn't know who she was talking about for a moment, and explained with a smile: "They are twins, from the school year."

"Is it Wanbai and Wen Yi? Are you the daughter of the Tang family?" Wen Xizi was a little excited.

Wanbai and Wenyi, it turns out that these are Yanran’s words, which are so good at pretending.

Wen Xizi said: "You are the fifth sister Wanbai often talks about. Is the name of a boudoir? "

Humph, Smiling must have called him Tang Xiaoxiao directly behind his back, otherwise how could he know his real name?

Xiaoxiao nodded: "I have heard two sisters mention you, and I have also drank the flower bud tea from Rose Wen's family."

Wen Xizi was still a little excited and held Xiaoxiao's hand: "I heard Wanbai talk about the rose feast. She said it was your idea. It's such a good idea! I have started to prepare now, and you will definitely come when the time comes."

Rose Feast? How long has it been?

Wen Xizi also held Xiaoxiao's hand: "I originally thought that the girls in our flower art club held a banquet by themselves, but my mother knew about it. She thought she had a good idea and planned to hold a big show! If you have a good idea, tell me, I want to hold a different flower banquet."

Xiaoxiao looked at Xiangzhuan, and it was still a quarter of an hour before class, and then said, "Why not sit down and have a cup of tea together."

"Okay!" Wen Xizi was not polite, and sat at the tea table by the window with Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao felt that the girls sitting next to him looked at him from time to time, and it seemed that they had a new topic of conversation. Wen Xizi was accustomed to this and was still chatting and laughing. When a beauty came to the world, she was destined to be inverted by all living beings. She couldn't even stand a few rumors, so why would she be a beauty?

Xiaoxiao took out the tea set cloth bag, took out a thin linen towel with lotus leaf pattern to make a tea mat, and placed a green mud pot and a pair of green mud chestnut cups: "I have Pingshuizhu tea and Junshan Silver Needle here."

Wen Xizi picked up the tea set bag made by Shanniang and watched it: "This bamboo embroidery is the best here, and it will be cumbersome if there are too many. And this sentence is also good: Where did you think of it when the sky is blue and mist and rain?"

"Well... my mother embroidered it."

Wen Xizi looked at the exquisite tea mat and tea set in front of him, and looked at it carefully. "It's actually a small tea banquet. I wonder if you can write such good words. It's originally poetic." After looking at the two small cans of tea braised tea that Xiaoxiao took out: "Let's drink Junshan tea, and wait for Xiaoman to drink it."

As soon as he heard this, he knew that the family cherished his daughter and was afraid that eating green tea would make people feel cold. Shan Niang rarely let Xiaoxiao eat green tea at home.

Xiaoxiao took a small handful of Junshan silver needles: "Then eat yellow tea, it is both fresh and not so cold."

Wen Xizi smiled and stood up to get a small copper pot filled with scald water.

Xiaoxiao then made a simple preparation: "Simply keep everything in school, let's make do with it."
Chapter completed!