The servant was speechless, what happened? In the past, the younger brother was not always older than the younger brother. She wanted to praise the younger brother to the sky, as if the younger brother was the best person in the world to her.

It's still dark, little Yuzi is yawning all day long, and she wants to continue sleeping.

"Miss, I'll let Teacher Ji go to Nanyuan first. It's very cold outside and he has been waiting for a long time."

"You have to convey my words to him."

"I know, I know, definitely." The servant then thought, "Miss, what will happen if Teacher Ji turns around and leaves in anger?"

"Just leave, Xiaoyouzi is very disappointed with him."

Looking at her angry little face, the servant didn't know what happened, but it was definitely something that made Xiao Yuzi angry.

Six o'clock.

Little Yuzi went upstairs after breakfast.

The heating at home is so comfortable, and she can have another nice sleep in her cage.

Outside Qiao's house, Ji Changmu frowned when he heard the servant's words. He felt incredible: "Is she deliberately making things difficult for me?"

The servant's face was calm: "Teacher Ji, I don't know, I'm just responsible for passing on the message."

"Where is she?"

"The eldest lady said she was very sleepy and wanted to sleep again."

"I think she did it on purpose. She didn't learn well at a young age. What did she think about all day long?" Ji Changmu was speechless. He knew Qiao Muyuan very well. She was just a child with a big temper. She didn't have bad intentions, but she was not someone who could be bullied.

kid.

But, did he bully her? No.

baffling.

Invite him to come to class early in the morning and then go back to his room to continue sleeping? Also ask him to prepare for class?

With that little knowledge in the first grade, does he need to prepare lessons? Hasn’t he not prepared lessons for more than two years?

The servant's face was serious, but he was very protective of his master: "Teacher Ji, the eldest lady has learned well. Normally, Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Qiao are reluctant to scold her. I hope you won't say such things."

Ji Changmu was choked and couldn't get up or down even for a breath.

We can’t say this, we can’t say that, so why should we teach him? What kind of teacher should he be?

However, Ji Changmu was not an intolerant person. He had endured it all those years in Bincheng, and he would not be fussy with a child.

"Will she go to class on time at eight o'clock?" Ji Changmu asked.

"meeting."

"Okay, then I'll wait for her in the south building."

"Okay, Teacher Ji, please." The servant led Ji Changmu over.

The night gradually dissipated, and a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, but there was still white mist floating in the air, and visibility was very low.

On the wall of the small building in the South Garden are ivy fluttering in the wind, and the persimmon trees are covered with frost, and the white and red persimmons contrast with each other.

It was extremely quiet everywhere, not even the morning birds chirped.

Ji Changmu was sitting in the Nanyuan study room reading.

It is impossible to prepare lessons.

After the darkness dissipated and the light shone brightly, it was past seven o'clock, and the white fog was still very thick, and the sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone directly on the earth.

Ji Changmu was reading a book, very absorbed in it.

Little Yuzi stepped on the spot and appeared in the south building, wearing pink kawaii pajamas, her hair was not combed, and there seemed to be a hazy look of sleep on her little face.

She sat down in her seat and opened the book and pencil case by herself without saying a word.

Ji Changmu put down the book and sneered: "You're already up."

"It's time for class." Little Yuzi didn't even raise her head.

"Okay, let's go to class."
Chapter completed!