Liu Xiulan was wearing a blue cloth apron and was putting the buns on the plate one by one with chopsticks. When he saw Qian Renxue walking down holding Qian Xunji's hand, a smile appeared on his face.
"Xiao Xue looks really nice today."
"Thank you grandma."
Qian Renxue was sitting upright on the chair, with his hands on his knees, like a little lady.
Bibi Dong came out of the kitchen with a pot of tea. She put the teapot on the table, sat down opposite Qian Renxue, and glanced at her daughter.
"Why are you so particular today?"
"On the first day you go to the Martial Soul Academy, you have to leave a good impression."
Qian Xunji sat down next to Bibi Dong, picked up the porridge bowl, took a sip and said, "She picked out clothes for almost half an hour, and there was a pile on the bed."
Qian Renxue glared at him, "Dad!"
Qian Xunji quickly lowered his head to drink the porridge and stopped talking.
Bibi Dong smiled and shook his head, "Okay, eat quickly, it will cool down in a while."
"Xiao Xue, when you go to college, you should listen to the teacher and don't quarrel with your classmates."
Qian Renxue took a bite of the bun and said vaguely "Hmm".
Halfway through breakfast, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the door.
Liu Xiulan put down his chopsticks and stood up, taking a look.
"It's Spirit Hall's carriage."
Qian Xunji also put down the bowl, stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door.
There was a black carriage parked outside the door, and two black horses snorted. She Long and Ci Xue got out of the carriage.
She Long took a step forward, "Dean Your Majesty, we are here to pick up the young lady."
"Well, have you eaten? Come in and have something to eat?"
She Long and Ci Xue looked at each other.
"Eat." She Long said.
"Really eating or pretending to eat?"
After a few seconds of silence, Ci Xue said, "I haven't eaten yet."
Qian Xunji raised his eyebrows, "Oh, you just lied to me."
She Long waved his hands quickly, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, "No, Dean Your Majesty, we feel embarrassed to eat at your place..."
"What are you sorry for? Let's go."
"Yes."
The two followed Qian Xunji into the living room. Qian Renxue was holding a piece of pickles with chopsticks. When they saw She Long and Ci Xue coming in, their eyes lit up.
"Uncle She Long! Uncle Ci Xue!"
She Long was stunned by the call "uncle", and then a flattered smile appeared on his face.
"Good morning, miss."
Ci Xue also smiled and nodded towards Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue took She Long's hand and pulled it towards the dining table.
"She Long Uncle, haven't you had breakfast yet? Sit down quickly, the buns made by grandma are delicious."
She Long was pulled forward by her, and looked back at Ci Xue. Ci Xue shrugged and followed.
Liu Xiulan had already brought out two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, put them on the table, and said with a smile, "Sit down quickly, the porridge is still hot."
She Long and Ci Xue sat down at the dining table, their movements a little reserved.
She Long took the bowl of porridge from Liu Xiulan, held it in both hands, and said "Thank you, madam."
Ci Xue also said thank you, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a bun and put it in the bowl.
In the memories of She Long and Ci Xue, they had only known Qian Renxue for two or three years.
Qian Renxue called them "uncle", but they just regarded it as a child's courtesy and didn't think much about it.
But in Qian Renxue's mind, things were completely different.
In the memory of her previous life, She Long and Ci Xue watched her grow up and taught her the usage skills of Soul Skill.
During the time she was undercover, they protected and helped her. These memories have been accumulated in her heart for forty or fifty years.
So in her eyes, She Long and Ci Xue are no different from their biological uncles.
Qian Renxue took a bun and put it into the She Long bowl.
"Uncle She, try this. Grandma makes it stuffed with pork. It's delicious."
"Thank you, miss."
"Uncle Ci, you eat too."
Ci Xue nodded and took a bite of the bun, "It's indeed delicious."
Liu Xiulan stood aside, smiling from ear to ear, "If it's delicious, eat more. There's still some in the kitchen."
She Long and Ci Xue gradually relaxed and became less rigid.
She Long drank two bowls of porridge and ate three steamed buns, Ci Xue was about the same.
Qian Renxue is also full and is wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, his movements are meticulous.
"Xiao Xue, come here." Bibi Dong waved.
Qian Renxue jumped down from the chair and walked to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong held her face in his hands.
"When you go to college, don't bully others based on your background."
Qian Renxue pouted, "Am I such a person?"
Qian Xunji echoed from the side, "Just, can you give your daughter some trust?"
Bibi Dong turned his head and glared at him, "You are the only one who talks too much."
Qian Xunji Shut up immediately.
She Long and Ci Xue lowered their heads at the same time, their shoulders shook slightly, and they couldn't even press the corners of their mouths.
Bibi Dong turned back, looked at Qian Renxue, and softened his tone.
"Of course I believe you, I just want to remind you. You are Miss Spirit Hall and the Pope's daughter. Others will look at you differently."
"Everything you say and do will be magnified by others. It's not that mom doesn't believe you, but she wants you to remember that the greater your ability, the more you must learn to be humble."
Qian Renxue After listening, the expression on his little face became serious.
"Mom, I won't do it. I won't bully others, nor will I oppress others based on my status."
Bibi Dong smiled and kissed her on the forehead.
"So good."
"It's getting late, let's go."
Qian Renxue ran to Liu Xiulan and hugged her waist.
"Goodbye grandma."
"Be good, come back early after school."
"Okay, goodbye mom."
"Goodbye, let's go."
She Long sat down in the driver's seat and picked up the reins.
Ci Xue opened the carriage door, Qian Xunji got up first, and then stretched out his hand to pull Qian Renxue up.
Ci Xue finally got into the car, closed the door, and sat down opposite Qian Xunji.
She Long shook the reins slightly, and the two black horses took off towards the outer city.
Martial Soul Academy's door--
Flender stood at the door, with his hands behind his back and his iconic glasses on his nose.
Zhao Wuji stood next to him, his burly figure like a wall, his arms folded in front of his chest, and his eyelids were already fighting.
Students walked in from the door in twos and threes, talking and laughing.
A boy ran over with a schoolbag on his back and waved to Flender.
"Dean Good morning!"
"Morning, go to class quickly. If you don't make it next Soul Grandmaster, let's see how I deal with you."
The two girls walked arm in arm, holding textbooks in their arms. When they passed by Flender, they shouted, "Dean is good."
"Well, okay."
A tall and thin boy ran over with half a bun in his mouth and shouted vaguely "Dean", almost tripping over the threshold.
Flender stretched out his hand to help him, frowned and said, "Watch the way, eat before leaving."
The boy swallowed the bun in his mouth, smiled sheepishly, and trotted in.
There are more and more students, and they all nod and greet Flender when they pass by, and some of them will stop to chat.
"Dean, I got full marks in yesterday's Soul Beast classification test."
"Not bad, keep it up."