Chapter 1963 Green Tea Strategy 108 Styles of Xueshen (32)

He hadn't met yet, and he couldn't help being nervous.

Xia Qiu was packing her things, while in the living room, Xiao Ao was scolding Xiao Yan and Xiao Fang.

The school grades are sent by the teacher to the parents. Ever since her final grades were sent to Xiao Ao's phone, Huang Wanyun, Xiao Yan and Xiao Ao have not had a good year.

There is harm only when there is comparison.

"Hello? Are you all famous?"

After answering the phone, Xia Qiu asked first.

"Well, it's me." Qi Mingyang had many emotions in his heart, but when he heard the girl's clear and natural voice, he immediately calmed down.

"Where are you? I'll find you." Xia Qiu said.

Anyway, Xiao Ao and the others must not have a good face at noon, watching it will affect their appetite, so it's better to go out to eat directly.

"Okay..." Qi Mingyang tightened the red rope in his hand.

There is a custom in their hometown. On the fifteenth day, weave a red rope, drop a copper coin, and tie it to your family's hands, and the family will be safe.

This is called tying people up.

Qi Mingyang has one in his hand, which was made up by Qi's mother.

Qi Mingyang is usually not very interested in this, but this time he watched quietly, and secretly hid some of Qi's mother's red strings.

Although he is very talented in studies, Qi Mingyang is extremely clumsy when he really does it like this. In the end, the braided red string tied with copper coins is still very ugly.

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Qi Mingyang was waiting for Xia Qiu at the street outside the school.

Watching the girl get off the bus, wearing a light yellow coat, a white bottoming skirt and small leather shoes.

Beautiful and refined.

Looking at the rusty copper coins on the red rope, Qi Mingyang suddenly couldn't take it out.

The two of them went shopping together, and Xia Qiu saw that they were both famous.

One of them didn't see each other during Chinese New Year, but Qi Mingyang had grown taller again. Before, he was half a head taller than her, but now he is a head taller than her.

She still looks a little thin, and she still has to make up for him after school starts.

With sharp eyes, he saw a touch of red in Qi Mingyang's hand, Xia Qiu's eyes moved, and suddenly grabbed Qi Mingyang, snorted, and stretched out his hand to Qi Mingyang.

"It's not over yet, my New Year's gift!"

Bai Shengsheng's little hand was spread out in front of Qi Mingyang.

Qi Mingyang pursed his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap Xia Qiu's, apologetic.

"I forgot, make it up next time."

"Really forget?" Xia Qiu glanced at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, took advantage of Qi Mingyang's unpreparedness, and suddenly grabbed Qi Mingyang's other hand nimbly, "I have seen it all, you hold my gift in your hand, Not to me."

"No, that's not it." Qi Mingyang shrank his hands, but was still pulled over by Xia Qiu.

And the red rope did have a corner exposed.

Xia Qiu broke away from Qi Mingyang's holding her hand, and opened Qi Mingyang's clenched fist with both hands.

The boy had a wry smile on Qingjun's face, and finally stretched out his hand on his own initiative.

The red string was tightly gripped by him, and it was a little wet with sweat, and the quality of the red thread was not good, and the color was a little dyed in Qi Mingyang's hands.

The ugly red rope and the copper coins are also rusty and green.

Even though this copper coin was already the most well-known copper coin that Qi Yang searched through his house and found the most clear and beautiful handwriting, it was still not high-end for Xia Qiu.

"Qi Mingyang, did you weave this yourself?" Xia Qiu picked up the red string and looked at it, showing no sign of disgust.

It is the four words Xianfeng Tongbao printed on the copper coin.

After thinking about it carefully, Xia Qiu suddenly clicked his tongue.

Hey, Qi Mingyang's gift is really precious. Behind this is the Xianfeng Tongbao of the Qing Dynasty. She remembers that the auction price seems to be one or two million.