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Luo Yunniang smiled at Ma Shuming, her eyes bent into crescents.

Ma Shuming looked around and found that there was no one else, then nodded slightly at Luo Yunniang with the lofty attitude of a scholar.

Luo Yunniang walked forward lightly, holding the hem of Luo skirt, "Brother Ma, is he going home?"

Ma Shuming hummed, waiting for Luo Yunniang's next words.

Luo Yunniang didn't give a damn either, she took a small package from the little maid and handed it to Ma Shuming.

"This is a moon ball made by myself. The taste may not be as delicious as the bakery sold outside. Brother Ma, don't dislike it."

Luo Yunniang has a pair of beautiful big eyes, and when she meets Ma Shuming's gaze, she will inadvertently dodge her eyes, with a bit of a daughter's shyness.

Her appearance is not gorgeous, she has a round face, round eyes, and a low bridge of nose, but her facial features are very harmonious, and she looks cute and cute when she smiles.

Ma Shuming is not disgusted with Luo Yunniang, on the contrary, he thinks Luo Yunniang is quite pleasing, and he also enjoys the other party's admiration for him.

Of course, the most important point is that she is also Dean Luo's only daughter.

After Dean Luo's original wife passed away due to dystocia, he never remarried.

When he was in his prime, Dean Luo met his current wife. They were like-minded and married after crossing the age gap. Then they gave birth to Luo Yunniang, an only daughter.

Luo Yunniang is the apple of the eye of Dean Luo, Ma Shuming can get Luo Yunniang's favor, so there are some benefits that can't be seen or touched.

Of course, Ma Shuming felt that a good-looking man like him, Luo Yunniang would fall in love with him because the other party had a good eye.

He slightly raised his beautiful jaw, clearly proud of himself, but his mouth was very humble: "Junior Sister is humble, your craftsmanship has been praised by the dean, how dare I dislike it?"

"Did dad mention me in front of you?" Luo Yunniang was a little surprised.

Ma Shuming nodded with a smile, looked up at the sky, and obviously didn't want to say anything else.

Luo Yunniang was a little disappointed and didn't learn more from Ma Shuming, but she didn't waste his time ignorantly.

After delivering the package to Ma Shuming, he waved at him, "Brother Ma, be careful on the road!"

Ma Shuming thanked him, straightened his back, and left gracefully.

The little girl saw that Ma Xiucai had gone far away, and her own girl was still chasing his back, so she couldn't help but joked: "Girl, be careful that your neck will get longer!"

Luo Yunniang came back to her senses, and she was ashamed and annoyed at the little maid and said 'nonsense', she pursed her lips and suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth, turned and ran to the backyard.

The little girl giggled and followed behind.

On the other side, as soon as Ma Shuming walked out of the gate of Yangxin Academy, he saw a fancy carriage.

He recognized at a glance that it was the 'car' of Chen Shaoming, a classmate and friend.

In a small county like theirs, carriages can only be afforded by officials and wealthy families. Ordinary families usually use mule carts or ox carts to travel.

Chen Shaoming owning his own carriage at this age is as cool as those rich second generations who drive Maseratis in later generations.

Chen Shaoming was still wearing the uniform blue sky uniform of Yangxin Academy, leaning lazily by the car window, and waved to Ma Shuming.

"Shu Ming, this way!"

Ma Shuming walked over quickly, and Niu Wu, Chen Shaoming's book boy, came forward to help him take the burden.

"Ma Xiucai, my little one will help you get into the carriage."

Ma Shuming thanked him politely, did not politely refuse, and got into the carriage gracefully.

"Are you waiting for me here on purpose?" This question was asked by Chen Shaoming.

Chen Shaoming smiled and threw a candied fruit into his mouth, and hummed, "My family has a tradition of going back to the ancestral house every Mid-Autumn Festival."

Chen Shaoming's uncle is the head of the Chen family, and Chen Shaoming's father is the third.

The head office of Deyun Company is located in the county, and Dafang and Sanfang basically live in the county town on weekdays. The property and ancestral house in the town have always been managed by the second bedroom.

Every Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole family has to go back to worship their ancestors and reunite. This is the rule left by their ancestors of the Chen family.

Chen Shaoming was on the way, so he took his good friend Ma Shuming along.

Ma Shuming met Chen Shaoming only when he was studying in the academy. Normally, unless Chen Shaoming brought up family matters by himself, Ma Shuming, who claimed to be a gentleman, would not take the initiative to inquire.

However, at the cottage today, Ma Shuming couldn't help but guess the two mooncakes that Mr. Yang gave him. Does the Chen family know the background of this old man?

Ma Shuming took out an oil-paper package from his bag, opened it and showed it to Chen Shaoming.

"Hey, isn't this the mooncake made by my bakery?

I'm planning to go back to town and get some from the pastry shop for you to take back and give the family a taste too!

This time our mooncakes are selling well, thanks to your idea. "Chen Shaoming was overjoyed, and his emotions were written on his face.

Ma Shuming also showed a half-smile, "I'm glad to be able to help.

Shao Ming, do you know who gave me this mooncake? "

"Who? Someone from our academy gave it to you?

It can't be Dean Luo's who? "Chen Shaoming sat up straight, with gossip burning in his eyes.

Although he is not good at reading and his brain is not as bright as Ma Shuming's, but his eyes are not blind, how could he not see what Junior Sister Luo is thinking about her friend?

The day before yesterday, his uncle sent two boxes of mooncakes to the academy. Now it seems that Shuming's mooncakes are probably borrowed by Junior Sister Luo to offer flowers to the Buddha.

In Chen Shaoming's playful smile, Ma Shuming gave the answer: "It's Mr. Yang!"

"Mr. Yang? Why would he give you mooncakes?" Chen Shaoming was surprised.

He is different from others, he is the one who knows the secret of Mr. Yang's identity.

Mr. Yang is the ex-Guozijian's sacrificial wine, Yang Xiao, Mr. Yang, he accidentally learned about it from his uncle.

At that time, he couldn't help but want to go back to the academy to show off, but he was stopped by his uncle, who caught him and told him not to reveal the identity of the old Jijiu.

Chen Shaoming didn't quite understand why Lao Jijiu concealed his identity. In his opinion, the status of Guozijian Jijiu was so honorable and attractive?

After the release, there must be countless scholars vying to come to worship and ask for advice.

But his uncle didn't allow it, saying that after Lao Jijiu retired, he just wanted to enjoy the life of leisurely clouds and wild cranes in peace, and told him not to leak it, disturbing the tranquility of Lao Jijiu.

Suddenly heard that Lao Jijiu gave Ma Shuming mooncakes, Chen Shaoming didn't wonder if it was fake, and asked what was going on.

"Shaoming, do you consider me a friend? A real friend?" Ma Shuming was very scheming and asked without answering.

Chen Shaoming nodded sincerely: "That's natural.

I, Chen Shaoming, am a good-for-nothing that even my own father looks down on. It is rare that you think highly of me, willing to make friends with me, and guide me in my studies. How can I not treat you with sincerity?

Shu Ming, what happened when you asked this question?

Or did someone say something bad to you that hurt our friendship? "