When Lu Jinnian woke up, the seat around him was empty.

Lu Jinnian frowned and suddenly sat up from the bed. When she was about to get out of bed and go to find Qiao An, she saw two clean old clothes on her pillow, the simplest white shirt and black trousers. A basin of water was placed on the ground, a kettle next to it, and a towel on it.

When Lu Jinnian saw this scene, he felt a little calm. He walked to the basin, added some hot water, put the towel soaked, unscrewed it, wiped his body, then took the clothes beside him and put them on his body, and then walked out with the basin in one hand.

The living room outside was empty and the door was open. When Lu Jinnian walked to the door, he saw a scene that made him feel at ease and at ease.

A big tree grew in the yard. Lu Jinnian couldn't name the tree. The trunks were full of pink flowers. The trunks were very thick. I think they had grown for many years.

Qiao Anhao sat under the tree, and next to her was a little girl of six or seven years old, lying on a low table, holding a pen, and practicing writing on white paper.

Qiao An looked at the blank paper in front of the little girl with eyes fixed on her eyes, and kept talking softly.

"No, I'm writing it wrong here... Still not right. Come and I'll teach you how to write it again..."

Following Qiao Anhao's words, she hugged the little girl, held her hand, and wrote slowly and patiently on the paper.

"Okay, you write it again... Well, yes, it's awesome, it's so beautiful...so amazing..."

The little girl who was praised raised her head and smiled sweetly at Qiao An, and continued to learn to write seriously and concentrate on the paper.

It was almost dusk, and the setting sun was red on the trees, and a few rays of sunlight fell on Qiao Anhao and the little girl.

Qiao Anhao's ancient costume had been taken off, she changed into a white skirt, her long hair was divided into two halves, and she braided two long braids, hanging from behind her ears to her chest.

Her face was clean, with plain face facing the sky, and her fair and creamy skin looked spotless and flawless under the sunset.

The breeze blew gently, and the petals on the tree fell, sprinkling on her and the little girl's long black hair. Qiao Anhao raised his fingers and took the petals away carefully and thoughtfully.

Lu Jinnian just held the basin and leaned against the door railing, staring at the picture in front of him and was immersed in his heart. His heart was as stable and satisfied as if some gentle wind was blowing by.

The first thing I discovered about Lu Jinnian was a little girl. She held a pen, tilted her head, stared at Lu Jinnian, and blinked her eyelids from time to time.

Qiao Anhao noticed the little girl's distractedness, shouted her name "Nannan" twice, and then followed her sight and forgot to go over. Seeing Lu Jinnian who had woken up at some point, she sat up straight and asked, "Are you awake?"

Lu Jinnian then came to his senses, said "um", walked out of the yard, splashed the water from the basin, and then walked towards the tree.

Qiao Anhao raised her head and bent her lips at Lu Jinnian: "Her name is Nannan, she is the daughter of this family. Brother Chen and Mrs. Chen went to the fields to do farm work. I read her and taught her to write a few words."

Lu Jin nodded young and looked at the words written on the little girl's paper.

Qiao Anhao wrote the little girl's hand, which was quite neat, but the little girl wrote it herself, but it was twisted and twisted.
Chapter completed!