Green and black floating fragrance

Wu

Since the last time he sneaked out without being discovered, Qingfeng often turned over the yard to find Heizi to play.

Although Heizi is a direct disciple of Emperor Dezong, the place where he studied and practiced the tea ceremony was not in the main courtyard.Dezong placed him in a remote backyard to teach every month, and came to check the courses on the second and fourth of each month on Huoyao.

"This tea room is named "Bitter", which is the same as the "Gan" set up by the teacher in the side courtyard. "Heizi pushed the small dish with refreshments to Qingfeng, "The teacher said that after I crowned myself, I will have my first tea party in "Gan" to judge whether I can continue to study. "

"Tch—this old man has a lot of things to do!" Qingfeng leaned on the corridor with his head on his elbows, "Is the crowning ceremony 12 years old? When is Ah Zhe's crowning ceremony?"

"Next winter, I have to work harder." Heizi tilted his head slightly, "Then, how old is Qingfeng-kun?"

"Are you really younger than me!" Qingfeng touched a piece of pancake with a smile and stuffed it into his mouth, "I was born in summer, half a year older than you."

"When I'm twelve, I'll go to the village to become a warrior." He rolled over and crossed his legs, "This place is too small, I want to go out for a walk."

"This place is too small and too poor, I don't want to stay here forever." Qingfeng looked at the sky, the eaves and the trees in the courtyard cut the sky into a narrow piece, even with the warm sunshine, Qingfeng only felt oppressed. It became more cramped: "Old man Sasaki said that there are stronger and better ones out there, and I want to meet the better and stronger ones."

Heizi raised his head according to his words, because he was sitting, his appearance was naturally different from Qingfeng's.Looking at the toon tree, the leaves are bigger and darker than before, Heizi lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Mr. Qingfeng will definitely do it."

Although he said lightly, but it sounded sincere, Qingfeng was taken aback, and teased: "You haven't seen me practice, how can you be so sure, what if I bluff you?"

"No." His voice was a bit tough, and he seemed very trusting.

The starlight shone on the usually quiet mountain spring, shining silver light.

"I believe that Aomine-kun is such a person."

"If you want to do it, you will do it."

"That's the kind of person."

When Qingfeng returned home, it was already dark.

During the meal, Qingfeng had already told his mother Qingfeng that he would return late, so she didn't have to worry too much.Now the room is pitch black and there is no one there, presumably the Qingfeng clan has already rested.

Qingfeng let out a long breath, and was tiptoeing up to the dirt field, before his feet were firmly planted, a voice suddenly came from the dark: "You're back."

The voice was extremely low, and the nasal voice was heavy, coupled with the gray moonlight on the dirt field, Qingfeng felt a chill on his back, and countless small bumps appeared on his bare forearm.

Fortunately, he didn't fall off the dirt field, Qingfeng held back his fear, forced himself to hold his breath, and shouted with a trembling voice: "Who?!"

But there was no sound again.

Qingfeng is usually bold, but he is extremely afraid of spirits, ghosts and the like.During the day, the child laughed and said, although Qingfeng was not afraid on the face, but in his heart he wished that the other party would shut up quickly.It was night again, and Qingfeng suddenly thought of the strange country talk he had heard before, and his heart beat like a bell, making his head buzz.

——"I heard! There is a kind of monster called 'Big Head', which often hides in the dark, and if someone passes by, it will suddenly appear! When people are frightened and dazed, they immediately swallow them up! "

The more I think about it, the more I can't remember it, and the words I heard in the past become clearer.Qingfeng's hands and feet were cold, his scalp was numb, and he swallowed. If he was the leader, he would have been eaten long ago, right?

He slowly turned his head to look, and there was a blurry shadow in the corner of the earthen yard, the moonlight could only barely reach half his waist, and the half-old hunting hakama only reached two fingers below the knee, revealing half of his calf.

"May……?"

Qingfeng asked tentatively, his family is very close to Wuyue's family, both of them were born in the first year, although they usually quarrel and bicker, they are very close emotionally, like brother and sister, the two parents were married before However, they also saw that Qingfeng and Wuyue had no such intentions, so they gave up.

There is a brother-sister relationship, after all, they are not a family, and there are not as many rules in the countryside as in the city, but you should also pay attention to places where you should avoid suspicion, lest people who are troublesome will gossip. Although May came to Qingfeng's house to play, but I also know how to measure, why is it still so late?

The man's body moved slightly, and he looked even paler under the silver-white moonlight. Those big round eyes were not May. !

"What's the matter? Why don't you go home?" Seeing that it was Wuyue, Qingfeng also felt relieved, thinking that he might be seen in the embarrassment at that time, he could only use a nasty voice in order to cover up under the embarrassment.

"Ada..."

Her voice was soft and trembling, shivering like a young butterfly spreading its wings, Qingfeng had never heard Wuyue speak in such a frightened mood, his eyebrows frowned, and his face sank immediately.

"Did someone bully you? Who came to beat you?!"

May is also the age when you can get married. She is beautiful and generous. Although she lives in a poor family, she can also learn to write and compose poetry. On the paper, it sometimes clumps and sometimes scatter, very messy.

Boys in the village are just beginning to fall in love, and they usually tease and bully the girls they like. It's just that Wuyue is not frivolous in her dealings with others, and she has a childhood sweetheart who looks like a brother, so almost no one teases her.

May slowly shook her head.

"Then what's the matter?" Qingfeng walked up to Wuyue, folded his chest and said dryly: "Go home and sleep if you have nothing to do!"

May's lips trembled a few times, tears rolled down in clusters like dew on a plantain with just a swipe of her eyelashes.

"Ada..." she sobbed, "Tengzhi... Fujizhi is gone!"

Fujieda left.

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment before recovering.

--gone.

He knew the walk wasn't meant literally.

Fujieda was sold.

Fujieda is Wuyue's good friend, Qingfeng has met several times, she always hangs her head, speaks softly, with a gentle and introverted personality, Qingfeng also wondered why she can get along with such a lively person in Wuyue .

A daughter cannot be compared with a son. A daughter always wants to marry into another family, but a son can always be with him.If it is a young lady from the city, her parents are cautious and conscientious about her, and spend more than ten years of upbringing her, so that she can learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. A good relationship is not only beneficial to the mother's family, but also can settle down and enjoy the glory that is due for the rest of my life.

But what is the use of a daughter in this country and field?No matter how smart and beautiful a woman is, she will not be appreciated by others in a hut with a tent.Since you have to marry as a village woman in the end, kneeling on your knees, doing housework, and eventually getting old and unkempt, why not sell them into the house as slaves and concubines in exchange for some money and food when you are young and docile?

"Gone...? No one stopped me?"

Wu Yue cried and shook her head, her temple hair was messed up on her cheeks due to tears.

"...Her father said, 'I haven't even eaten a few bites of rice, so I should exchange some rice and noodles for the family when I grow up'..." Wu Yue bit her lip, but still couldn't stop her sadness and anger, "I went to Jiubing Old man Wei's house...!"

Jiubingwei is over [-] years old, and Fujieda is too young to be his granddaughter considering his age. He has mouse eyes, is described as wretched, and is lecherous. Children in the village often sing songs that insult him.

"Ada... let's get out of here, okay..." Wu Yue raised her head, "I don't want to be sold to..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, "How could you...! How can your family be willing!"

"Why can't you bear it..." Wu Yue covered her face and hunched her body into a ball, "...I heard it! I heard it!"

She was half lying on the mud floor, her back was shaking violently, Qingfeng hurriedly squatted down and opened her hand, it was wet to the touch, and then hurriedly turned her face away, it seemed that she was a bit demonic.

After a while, she continued intermittently: "This year's land tax is heavy again... I heard that many places have recruited people, and recently the people who press for rent have tightened up..." She whispered her thoughts, "It was rumored some time ago. After a while, it was rumored that someone wanted it... I guess it's true... maybe something big will happen..."

"If you can escape..."

Qingfeng pursed his lips tightly, he didn't comfort him, he didn't answer, he just slowly touched Wuyue's hair one by one.

Wuyue squeezed Qingfeng's hand, cried a few times in a low voice, and clenched his fingers tightly, crying silently and presumptuously.

Tired of crying, Wuyue fell asleep holding Qingfeng's hand. She was extremely restless, even when she slept, she curled up into a ball, occasionally whimpering like sobbing.

Qingfeng originally wanted to send her back, if someone saw her coming out of the man's house tomorrow morning, what gossip would spread, but then thought of Wuyue crying "I heard", gritted his teeth, and carried her into the inner room .

Presumably Wuyue just happened to hear about it and ran out secretly. If her family was disturbed, she might be beaten up; but tomorrow, she can also block it.

He put the straw mattress on Mayue, sat aside with his clothes on, and closed his eyes.

Qingfeng carried the sachet and turned into the courtyard.

Since Wu Yue walked out of his house that morning, there have been rumors, neither of them explained, they seemed to be acquiescing, but they calmed down; Wu Yue came out late on purpose so that the neighbors could see that Wu Yue's mother was red and swollen She squinted her eyes, but her father gave Qingfeng a vicious look, and probably wouldn't let it go.

Qingfeng asked what to do after asking, Qingfeng just kept silent, he and Wuyue have nothing to do, let alone marry Wuyue.What Wu Yue wants is someone who should be worthy, but his life experience is poor. If the environment is changed, I am afraid that there are not many men in the world who can be worthy!

He didn't go to play with Heizi for the past few days because of the May event, but when he came back from Sasaki today, he saw a girl walking on the road, holding a calamus, and then he remembered that it was almost the fifth day of May.

The Qingfeng clan had already prepared a sachet, and thinking of Heizi, Qingfeng picked a nice one and went straight to Dezong's house.

It was May [-]th, and it was getting hotter, and the "bitter" room where Heizi lived had also been replaced with thinner tents.Qingfeng went over and saw the paper door was wide open, Heizi was sitting in front of the low table, with a small bucket at his feet, revealing the long calamus leaves.

He changed into cool clothes, and only wore a white unlined garment, which was soft and fit, and a small dress with a sea view pattern wrapped around his waist, making him look comfortable and clean.

The scent of calamus and wormwood in the room came out one after another, Qingfeng sniffed it, but sat cross-legged on the side without disturbing Heizi.

Heizi slowly cut out a stack of blue papers of similar size, stacked them upright and placed them on the corner of the table; took another piece of white paper, cut it and placed it next to the blue paper.He picked out a bunch of calamus leaves from the bucket. The calamus had been washed, the roots were clean, and there was no soil left.

Heizi wiped off the water droplets on the calamus, cut off the root with a knife, wrapped the long leaves of the onion with green paper and tied them tightly, and wrapped the root with white paper, tied it with a thin thread, then raised his head, eyes Bring some surprises.

"Mr. Qingfeng, you are here."