Ge Pang Xiao held a 'Qian Li Yan' with a copper shell, and stretched his neck to look in the direction of the Generals' Slope. He whispered: “Say... the sun is setting, but he still has not come down, my big brother is really... What is it called? Hang the neck, ward off the wheat!"

Cao Niangzi: "It is called 'Hang the neck, prick the thigh' don't talk nonsense, give me the Qian Li Yan."

*T/N: Ge Pang Xiao wrongly remembered the idiom Cao Niangzi said, 悬梁刺股 which means to grind away with one’s study

This fake girl often put on fake dramatics, though unfortunately, the direction was a bit of a problem - he did not resemble the girls of high nobility, but was more like a shrew, one that especially loved to wave a pair of chicken claws to scratch people.

As soon as he reached out, Ge Pang Xiao's flesh already felt a dull ache, he hurriedly handed over the Qian Li Yan with both hands, warning repeatedly: "Be careful with it, if it breaks, my father will pound me into pie filling."

The so-called "Qian Li Yan*" was a small round tube made of copper, with a carving of "five bats" around it. The inside was a clear, transparent liuli glass. Once worn on the eye, one could tell whether a rabbit was male or female from ten miles away.

*lit. thousand-mile eye, a steampunk monocular

Ge Pang Xiao's Qian Li Yan was more exquisite than the regular ones - it was left behind by his grandfather, who was once a scout.

Cao Niangzi held the new toy in his hand for a long time before raising it to look at the stars: "It’s really clear."

Ge Pang Xiao followed his line of sight and pointed out: "I know that one, it is the evening star, also called 'Chang Geng', sharing the same name with my big brother. Teacher Shen taught us this, I still remember."

Cao Niangzi pursed his lips: "Who is your big brother? Does he pay attention to you? Always clinging and chasing after him, forcing him to be your big brother, have you no shame...hey, wait, can you see if that is him?"

Ge Pang Xiao looked in the direction of his finger - it really was.

A young boy with his head down, holding a sword in his hand, was walking slowly down the Generals' Slope. Ge Pang Xiao immediately seemed to toss his fear of being haunted into the sky, rushing out like a landmine: "Brother, brother!"

Running too fast, he tripped on something at the foot of the slope, rolling all the way to the young boy's feet.

Covered in dirt, Ge Pang Xiao raised his face and looked up. Before climbing up, he giggled dumbly, saying with a grin combined with a grimace, "Hehe, big brother, I have been waiting for you all day."