The leader of a certain affiliated force, at this moment, is thinking about how to curry favor with the Spirit Hall.
Another elder from an affiliated force...
Huh? What is this person thinking?
Oh, you want to send your daughter to the Spirit Hall?
Forget it, let him be.
While Qian Xunji was dealing with the guests, he quietly used Soul Searching Technique to screen out the suspicious targets one by one.
Chen Xin.
Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, level ninety-one Titled Douluo.
When Qian Xunji's Soul Searching Technique touched him, Chen Xin's brows moved.
He turned his head, glanced around the crowd, and finally landed on Qian Xunji.
Qian Xunji looked as normal and was lowering his head to tease the daughter in his arms.
Chen Xin frowned and looked around again.
Strange.
At that moment, he clearly felt something sweep across his consciousness.
But if you feel it carefully, you can't grasp anything.
It's like a gust of wind blowing. You know it's coming, but you don't know where it comes from or where it's going.
"Uncle Chen Xin, what's wrong?" Ning Fengzhi beside him noticed something strange about him and asked in a low voice.
Chen Xin shook his head and looked back, "It's nothing, maybe it's an illusion."
Ning Fengzhi nodded and didn't care.
Qian Xunji remained calm on the face, but secretly wrote down in his heart: Sword Douluo Chen Xin, has a weak perception of Soul Searching Technique.
Be more careful when using it in the future.
After one round, the red envelopes received by Qian Renxue are already full.
In the big mahogany box, the red envelopes were piled up like a hill. It was estimated that there were hundreds at least.
Qian Xunji chatted with the guests for a while, then left with his daughter in his arms.
"Everyone, please be patient. I will take the children back to rest first."
"Go, go, little daughter, it's time to get tired."
Qian Xunji left the main hall with Qian Renxue in his arms, walked through the corridor and walked towards the dormitory.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Qian Xunji was stunned.
There is a huge red carpet spread on the spacious ground.
The carpet is densely packed with things--
The four treasures of the study: pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, arranged neatly in a row.
Qin and chess instruments: a small guqin, a chessboard and chess pieces, a jade flute, and a small drum.
Knives, forks, swords and halberds made of wood: small Wooden Sword, small wooden knife, small wooden gun.
Jewelry: gold hairpin, jade bracelet, pearl necklace.
Gold Soul Coin: A small pile, about twenty or thirty pieces, neatly stacked.
There are also abacus, seal, rouge box, small embroidery bandage... these are all dazzling.
Qian Daoliu was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the carpet, holding a small drum in his hand and studying how to play it.
Liu Xiulan sat on his knees and carefully adjusted the positions of those items.
Bibi Dong stood in the middle of the carpet, directing. "Mom, move that sword a little over there, yes, go over there a little bit..."
Hearing the knock on the door, the four of them looked up at the same time.
Qian Xunji stood at the door holding Qian Renxue, looking confused.
"You are..."
Qian Daoliu put down the snare drum and said with a smile, "Let the child catch Zhou."
"Zhou Zhou?"
"Yes," Liu Xiulan took over, "Let the child grab one of these things. Whatever he grabs, he will like it in the future and be good at it."
"Is it that magical?"
Bibi Dong came over and took Qian Renxue from his arms.
"It doesn't hurt to try. It doesn't cost much anyway."
She carried her daughter to the carpet and placed Qian Renxue on the carpet.
"Come on, Xiao Xue, take a look at these things and choose the one you like."
Qian Renxue is sitting in the middle of the carpet, surrounded by various items densely packed.
Her eyes swept over each item.
The Four Treasures of the Study.
She had dealt with so many documents and written so many words in her previous life that she was already tired of it.
Are you still going to hold a pen for the rest of your life? Forget it.
Piano and chess instruments.
I learned some things in my previous life just to show off my appearance, but it was just a matter of learning and I had no interest in it.
jewelry.
You have been pampered by your parents all your life, but you still have to worry about not having any jewelry to wear? No need to get it.
Gold Soul Coin.
As long as the money is enough, what are you doing with it?
Her eyes continued to move, and finally fell on those wooden knives, forks, swords and halberds.
Her eyes were fixed.
Suddenly a picture flashed through my mind--
Blue Silver Grass.
Hidden Weapon.
Tang Sect.
Tang San.
The one who made her lose everything.
Although everything is different in this life, who can guarantee what will happen in the future?
She stretched out her little hand and reached for the little Wooden Sword.
The moment she touched the hilt of the sword, her little hand suddenly stopped.
No.
She looked at the Four Treasures of the Study next to her.
She didn't get anything in her previous life, so didn't she become Angel God in the end?
Things like grasping the week are just a formality.
What really determines fate is never what you catch.
But...
She withdrew her hand from little Wooden Sword and picked up the brush next to her.
Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. "Xiao Xue has picked up a pen, he will definitely be a scholar in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Renxue put down the pen again.
She looked back at the little Wooden Sword.
In this life, she will never let that happen again.
She wants to become stronger.
To protect this home.
Her little hand firmly held the little Wooden Sword.
Bibi Dong was stunned. "Huh? Why did you change the sword again?"
Liu Xiulan smiled and said, "Children, it's normal to fall in love with someone you see."
"It's good to hold a sword," Bi Dashan said cheerfully, "I will definitely be a strong man in the future!"
Qian Xunji came over, squatted in front of her daughter, and looked at the small Wooden Sword in her hand.
"Xiao Xue likes swords?"
Qian Renxue held the sword and looked at him.
Qian Xunji reached out and rubbed her little head.
"Okay, if you like swords, daddy will teach you later."
Qian Renxue raised the sword in front of him.
"Give it to me?"
Qian Renxue nodded.
Qian Xunji took the little Wooden Sword, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
The first gift from my daughter.
Although he just grabbed Zhou's little Wooden Sword, he would keep it well.
After Qian Renxue handed little Wooden Sword to Qian Xunji, he caught a glimpse of his mother's expression from the corner of his eye.
Bibi Dong stood aside with a smile on his face, but his eyes... how should I put it, a bit like a child who is watching others receive gifts but has no share of them.
Qian Renxue's little head turned, and then he stretched out his little hand, picked up the brush that he had just put down from the carpet, and raised it towards Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, "For me?"
Qian Renxue stretched his little hand forward again.
Bibi Dong quickly took the brush, and the smile on his face instantly brightened.
"Xiao Xue gave mom a gift!"
She knelt down and kissed her daughter's soft little face, "Mom is so happy!"
Qian Renxue was kissed so hard that her face was deformed, and she felt a little happy.
Mother is really just a pen, right?
But her mother's heartfelt joy made her heart warm.
Bi Dashan watched this scene from the side and said with a smile, "Xiao Xue, this kid will definitely be very filial in the future."
Liu Xiulan also nodded. "I think so too, look at how smart she is and she also knows how to give things to her mother."
While they were chatting happily, Qian Xunji walked up to Bibi Dong and took her hand.
"Dong'er, come with me to entertain the guests."
"Now?"
"Well," Qian Xunji nodded, "Mom and dad, help us take care of Xiao Xue."