Small wood

The sky was already a bit dark, and the clouds were also dyed brilliant purple by the afterglow of the setting sun. Amu squinted his eyes to look at the sky, with a soft smile on his face and even his eyes were bent. He took a deep breath. With a sigh of relief, he carried the heavy purse and walked to the uncle who sold the buns before.

"Master, how much did we owe you last time?"

The uncle looked at Amu, and he was stunned for a long time before he suddenly remembered, pointing at Amu for a long time: "Aren't you the kid who bumped into my stall last time?" He never thought that Amu would come back to pay him back the money, he was happy After a long time: "You are quite trustworthy, and you actually came back to pay me back the money."

I gave the old man the money for the buns that he owed before, and bought a lot of meat buns, but he couldn't hold them. In the end, the old man gave him a bag so that he could put them together and hold them in his arms.

The heat and aroma of steamed buns made Amu's clothes wet with moisture, and the moisture penetrated deeply, almost seeping into his chest under the clothes. Amu was a little excited, his heart was beating fast, and his face was blushing , he took out a steamed stuffed bun, blew on it lightly, and put it to Gu Lin's mouth: "Young Master Gu, I'll eat it for you first!"

The bun touched Gu Lin's mouth, he seemed to smile, but didn't take it, he just took a bite out of Amu's hand, his slightly pale face lost the alienation of the past, and his eyelashes were stained by the setting sun. The gilt on the eyes is soft and gentle, and the covered pupils seem to be covered with fine glass, which makes Amu even stop breathing.

He suddenly felt that the heart that was beating briskly in his chest suddenly jumped up heavily and anxiously, almost going through layers of obstacles to touch Gu Lin.

"Brother Mumu, why is your face so red?" Huanxin also took a bun from Amu's arms, took a bite, and said to Amu.

Amu's face turned red again, and he hurriedly said, "That's happy." He sneaked a glance at Gu Lin's lips, which were a little rosy because of the steamed bun sauce, and his ears warmed up: "I'm happy." Yes." He said it again, looking down at the steamed stuffed bun in his arms, only to feel that his head was steaming.

When we walked back to the dilapidated temple, a fire had already been lit in the temple, and the smoke made the temple foggy. The children gathered around the fire, stretching their necks and looking out. When they saw Amu, they all ran away. He came out and called Brother Wood over and over again in a childish voice.

Amu was thrown almost to the ground by the children, so he simply sat down, spread the bag in his arms, and watched the little heads digging into his arms, holding the buns.

Qian Sheng was also there, and he casually sat sideways beside A Mu, chewing a green blade of grass: "Has the wooden rabbit been sold?"

Before Amu could speak, Huanxin rushed to say: "All sold out, and each wooden rabbit bought ten copper coins!"

"So expensive?"

"Don't tell me, the price was six coppers at the beginning, but Brother Mu was suppressed to five coppers with a single sentence." Huanxin said, "Brother Mumu has thinner skin than me, and I dare not It was a peddler, but I thought of a way to raise the price to ten coppers.”

Qian Sheng smiled: "What way?"

She raised her head happily: "I asked Mr. Gu to write on the rabbit!" She said: "Mr. Gu's handwriting is really good. Those people read Mr. Gu's handwriting and paid the money easily. If I had known Just set it higher." She was a little annoyed, and scratched her braid: "I knew that I would be charged according to the number of words, but someone actually asked Mr. Gu to write poems on it, it's really too cheap for him."

Qian Sheng listened, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, his slender and long eyes became serious for the first time, and he looked at Amu: "You guys... sold all Mr. Gu's words?"

Amu became flustered by Qian Sheng's gaze, and Amu couldn't understand what was in his eyes, so he could only nod his head hastily: "Well, it's sold..."

Qian Sheng looked at Huanxin again: "Sold them all?"

Huanxin was also panicked by Qian Sheng, and nodded: "It's all sold." She asked Qian Sheng a little uneasy: "Is the price raised too high?"

Qian Sheng suddenly laughed and shook his head: "You... ten copper coins." He looked at Gu Lin: "You are willing to do so."

Gu Lin never talked to Qian Sheng, and naturally he wouldn't now, standing next to Amu without even looking at Qian Sheng.

Amu was flustered, and looked nervously at Gu Lin holding the purse with a few copper coins left: "Mr. Gu, can't you sell your handwriting?"

Gu Lin patted Amu's head and said softly, "Are you happy?"

Amu nodded hurriedly: "Happy!"

He smiled: "Just be happy."

Amu stood there holding his purse in a daze, his face steaming with steam.

Gu Lin's smile is always rare to see, but recently he always smiles a lot, although it is so small that it is almost invisible, but Amu can always catch the subtle changes in the shape of the lips. After staying with Gu Lin for a long time, it is like a heart It also grew on him, and when Gu Lin moved, Amu would follow him. Although he saw that Gu Lin was walking behind him, Amu's heart was always on Gu Lin.

Even Amu himself couldn't notice such a change.