"Sir?" Cao Cao was surprised when he heard the waiter's words. Gu Nan seldom took the initiative to look for him, but he smiled again, just as he was about to thank the gentleman for his son. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
"Haha, just let the gentleman come in. Besides, you can add another set of tea."
"Yes." The waiter bowed his head and stepped back.
Not long after, Gu Nan came slowly from the outside, and saluted in front of the hall: "Meng De."
"Sir, there is no need to be polite." Cao Cao stood up with a smile, and made a gesture of invitation to a table beside him.
"Just sit down, my son has made a lot of progress in his studies recently, and he was about to go to thank Mr., but he came right away."
"Huh, huh?" Gu Nan responded, and then was surprised for a moment, didn't Zi come with injuries when he came in the morning
I thought it was a spanking, but looking at Cao Cao's appearance, it seems that he did a good job in teaching and testing, so how did he get beaten.
She has never been a father, nor does she have a father, so she naturally cannot understand a father's "expectation" for the eldest son.
The waiter came up with a pot of tea, placed it in front of Gu Nan's table, and added another cup for her.
"Thank you." Gu Nan said with a light smile.
The waiter gave her a hand, she rarely had customers who would say thank you to her, or it should be said that this was the first one.
This gentleman, as other people in the house said, is really a special person.
"You don't need to thank me, sir, drink while it's warm." The waiter lowered his head, pushed the teacup in front of Gu Nan, and bowed back.
Cao Cao took these into his eyes and smiled lightly, no matter where he is, whether it is the host's house or the guests, there is no need to say thank you to the waiter.
What Mr. does is indeed different from other people in the world. Although it is all about the details, it makes people feel like they are not from this world.
But if you have to say it, Gu Nan can indeed be regarded as a person in this world.
Gu Nan picked up the teacup and took a sip. The weather was cold, and a sip of warm tea was indeed refreshing.
"I don't know what's the purpose of your visit this time, sir?" Cao Cao asked with a smile.
Gu Nan put down the cup in his hand, the tea in the cup was warm, and the hand holding the cup was also much warmer.
"Meng De, I will leave for about a month or so."
Cao Cao was really shocked when he heard Gu Nan suddenly say that he was going to leave, but he was relieved when he heard that Gu Nan was about to leave.
More than a month is not too much time, presumably the husband has something to deal with.
"Sir, do you want to go back to your hometown to visit? It's human nature."
It is only after Shangyuan, and it is inevitable that Cao Cao will think of this. Many people will return to their hometown to visit during this season.
Speaking of this, Cao Cao suddenly remembered that when he was walking in the pavilion last night, he saw Gu Nan walking through the corridor with Lingqi on his back.
He still doesn't know where the master and apprentice came from.
But when I see two people at night, I always feel lonely.
"It's not about going back to my hometown." Gu Nan said with a helpless smile. This is human nature, but it has nothing to do with her.
"I had an appointment last year, and I want to meet the three friends."
friend
Cao Cao had seen Gu Nan's appearance before, and he didn't think he was twenty years old, so what age would it be to be called a little friend by her
After thinking for a while in a strange way, Cao Cao came back to his senses. Gu Nan was waiting for his answer and nodded.
"In this way, you can't let the husband miss the appointment, just let the husband go."
"Thank you."
Gu Nan got up slowly, and cupped his hands at Cao Cao: "Meng De, farewell."
"Farewell."
Gu Nan turned and left, and when she walked to the front of the hall, Cao Cao suddenly stopped her.
"gentlemen."
She turned around and saw Cao Cao holding out his little finger and shaking it at her.
"Sir, remember to come back."
"Heh." Gu Nan looked at his gestures and smiled: "Got it."
Watching the white-robed man leave, Cao Cao looked at his hands.
The husband gave him the feeling that life was always far away, and he was afraid that it would never return.
But this gesture, which was like a playful gesture between children, made him feel a lot more at ease.
As Mr. said, what you say is what you do.
Cao Cao shook his head, folded Cao Ang's paper and put it on the table, and took a paper.
After Dong Zhuo, the battles between the feudal lords and Dong Zhuo were well known throughout the world, and he wanted to recruit soldiers and horses at this moment of fame.
After that, there is the theory of borrowing the Yellow Turban.
Squinting his eyes, he picked up the pen on the pen holder and started to write.
Suddenly, his pen stopped and he looked outside the hall.
I forgot to ask, I don't know if Mr. has brought some money
It rained last night, and it always rains lightly when spring begins.
The air is moistened by rain, mixed with the smell of water dew, smelling at the tip of the nose makes people clean. Even those who haven't woken up can feel much more awake.
"Ha." Zhuge Liang leaned on the hall with his arms propped up, and yawned, looking lazy.
The white clothes on his body were loose, and he held a feather fan in his hand, the feathers of an unknown bird. The feather fan was blue and white. It was made for him by his younger sister at the end of last year.
There is no need to use the fan in this season, but he is used to holding it in his hand.
There was a book spread out in front of him, and the pages of the book were gently blown by the breeze blowing across the hall. Perhaps such a time was just right for him.
After the rain, waking up from a dream and reading a book, how can it be said that it is not comfortable
His eyes stopped on the book for a moment, looked at one place for a while, and after a while, he said calmly as if he was used to it.
"Here, I don't understand again."
While speaking, he put down the feather fan, picked up the pen on the table beside him, and wrote a few strokes on the pages of another book, which seemed to be a note of problems, and many such problems had been recorded on it.
The notes are messy, and the order of arrangement can barely be seen. Some of the fronts are crossed out, which should be solved.
When he was young, he was smart and could read and read at a very young age. When he was young, he was able to read a number book a day, not just swallowing it, but understanding its meaning and even reciting it.
However, the book in his hand was enough for him to read for a whole year and he has not finished reading it. He has never seen the content written in any book, and there is no content to refer to for review, not even the previous one. people have read. Everything in the book needs to be understood and experimented by himself.
But it is also because of this that he can read it with interest until now.
"Chachacha." There was a sound of birds chirping outside the straw curtain in the hall, and the boy in the hall raised his head.
I guess it's because of spring.
He seldom goes out, and sometimes even forgets the time, but these few days he still remembers that it should be the end of March.
Because he remembered that not long ago, the little sister and uncle said they wanted him to go to the nearby city to watch the lights together. He was not interested in going, so the two made lanterns at home, almost burning down the hut at home.
Speaking of which, it is even the beginning of spring.
Zhuge Liang turned his gaze sideways and looked into the yard outside the straw curtain.