A tree of holly is floating

About half an hour later, behind the woods, there was a village with smoke and cocks and dogs barking. Holly led the black-maned horse and stopped in front of the fence of a family at the entrance of the village.

"Little baby!" Fu Sheng sat on the back of a high horse and shouted to the two children in the yard who were picking up earthworms in the mud with twigs, "Where are the adults in your family?"

The two children were about three or four years old. They were wearing thin padded clothes, one had a wooden comb on the top of his head, and the other had two thin braids on the left and right. Digging on the ground.

A young woman with a coarse cloth apron on her waist came out of the house and saw two people standing on a horse outside the fence, both dressed in extraordinary manners, so she warmly greeted her.

Dongqing hesitated and didn't know how to address her, but Fusheng said with a smile: "This little sister-in-law, can I ask for some hot water?"

While opening the small gate of the fence, the young woman promised: "There are some, come in quickly!"

"Tie the horse over there," the young woman pointed to a stake beside the fence, and went into the house.

"Hold me!" Fu Sheng stretched out his hand and said coquettishly.

Dongqing chuckled and carried her down, just as the young woman came out with the teapot and two tea bowls, the two of them held hands and walked to the small table under the eaves and sat down.

"Big and small, it's time to wash your hands and eat!" The young woman poured two bowls of tea, shouted at the two dolls in the yard, and then said to the two people in front of her: "I don't know if the two of you can eat now? Don’t dislike it, just use a little.”

Dongqing nodded: "Thank you!"

After washing hands with the two dolls, the young woman brought up two small clay pots containing steamed buns and porridge.

The two dolls sat obediently by the side and gnawed the steamed buns in their hands. Dongqing looked at the two round, puffy faces, and felt happy, so she moved the stool, picked up the small wooden spoon, and fed the porridge to the porridge one bite at a time. They ate, and even wiped the corners of their mouths intimately.

Fu Sheng was used to seeing her beating and killing, and didn't think she could do such delicate things, so he held his chin and smiled, fascinated by it.

The two dolls were full and ran to play again. Dongqing turned her head and saw Duda staring at her own floating life, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fu Sheng stared at the bowl of porridge in front of him and opened his mouth: "Ah~"

Dongqing understood immediately, took a spoonful from the bowl, blew gently, and then fed it to her mouth: "Slow down!"

The young woman next to her understood, got up and said, "Eat slowly, both of you!" Then she turned and went into the house to get busy.

Fu Sheng broke off a piece of steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth: "Where shall we go next?"

Looking at her exposed half of her arm, Dongqing frowned: "Let's talk about it in a few days." After shaking that hand, which was as cold as ever, Dongqing said: "I will light a fire and bake it later, and the scabs will disappear." Knot it faster, so you don’t have to be so exposed all the time.”

"It's okay," Fu Sheng looked at her and said, "I've been like this since I was a child."

Dongqing turned around and looked at the yard, got up and said, "I'll ask if I can stay here for a few days."

Fu Sheng immediately took out the small purse from his bosom, took out a small silver bean from it, and handed it to her: "We can't eat and live for free."

Dongqing said, "There's no rush, it's never too late to give it when you leave."

Fu Sheng nodded in agreement, put the silver bean back and put it away, and was about to clean up the pots and pans on the table, but she stopped him: "I'll do it!"

So Fu Sheng played with the two dolls in the yard, and after noon, he slept under the eaves for a while, and when he woke up, he was covered with a black coat, and she was actually carrying a handful The little ax was mending the fence.

"You can still do this!" Fu Sheng was so surprised. He knelt down and looked at the neatly repaired fence. At first he thought that she disguised herself as a man just to facilitate fights and slash people. I have learned everything, not only does my appearance and demeanor not show a little bit of femininity, but even my personality is more manly than some men.

"I know a lot." Dongqing looked at her condescendingly, with her white breasts resting on her knees, and a spring was about to emerge.

"Rogue!" Fu Sheng heard her implicature, rolled up his collar, saw no one around, and said in a low voice: "Don't you have one too!"

To be honest, Dongqing's female characteristics are not very obvious, but she still has what she should have, but compared to the current Fusheng, she is still a little inferior.

I don't know what she's been eating these past few years. Except for her short stature, she grows everywhere else. Just looking at it can make people's blood spurt.

Holly curled her mouth and glanced again, her throat slipped unconsciously.

"Where's Dansha?" Fu Sheng gestured with both hands, "She's so big, even I'm drooling just looking at her, to be honest, have you ever liked her?"

"Do you like her more or me more?" Dongqing asked suddenly, she didn't want to have another love rival out of thin air.

"Well," Fu Sheng poked two fingers and looked at the sky. At this moment, a middle-aged man in a short shirt carrying a hoe came over from the other side of the path, and the two stopped talking immediately.

"Who are you?" The man saw that one of them was in the courtyard and the other was outside, and he was still holding a small axe. He was a little confused and asked loudly in vigilance.

The two looked at each other, and the two dolls beside them had already run out calling "Daddy".

Dongqing just replied: "We are passing by and staying overnight."

Fu Sheng pointed to the fence and said, "He did it!"

The man put down his hoe and picked up the two dolls, one in each hand. Seeing a horse with a black mane tied to the yard, he asked, "Where's mother?"

The girl with two braids pointed to the back, just as the young woman came out with a small dustpan: "Hong Lang is back! I made your favorite dried radish!"

Putting the dustpan on the wooden stand, the young woman wiped her hands on the apron, took the two dolls down, and dusted off the plaster on the man: "Hurry up and wash it! It's dirty, don't let the guests laugh !"

The man gave a hum, and went into the yard with a hoe, and the young woman followed into the house and fetched a basin of hot water to wash the man's face.

Fusheng tugged at Dongqing's clothes: "How about we do the same in the future, build a few small houses in the mountains, feed some chickens and ducks, raise a dog, and grow flowers!"

Dongqing looked down at her looking forward and nodded: "Okay!"

Fu Sheng raised his face and said with a smile: "If there is a doll that no one wants, we will pick it up and raise it! When the time comes, I will be the mother and you will be the father!"

Dongqing also smiled, with a doting look on her face: "Okay!"

"No!" Fu Sheng woke up like a dream, "Why are you daddy!"

Dongqing knelt down and pulled a few bamboo strips in front of her: "Oh, it seems a little loose here, I have to tie it up again!"

The young woman arranged meals early and even stewed a chicken. Several people sat down around the small square table lively.

The middle-aged man took a pot of simmering wine and poured half a bowl with Dongqing: "There is no good wine or food, this is homemade, young master, try it!"

As soon as he smelled the aroma of wine, Fu Sheng immediately put down the chicken paw in his hand and moved over.

"My family's wine is not strong, do you want to drink some too?" The middle-aged man saw this and wanted to take a bowl and pour it again.

Dongqing raised her hand to support the wine jar: "Brother, you are welcome, she is still injured, so let's not drink today."

Seeing her pouting, Dongqing said: "Drink after the injury is cured!" As she spoke, she raised her hand and patted her leg lightly.

The middle-aged man put down the jar with a chuckle: "I was the one who was rude! Drink the soup, drink the chicken soup, this will make up for it! Wife, take the spoon!"

So Fusheng poured down three big bowls of hot chicken soup under Dongqing's supervision, and drank until his cheeks were flushed and his vest was sweating. Holding her hand, Dongqing finally nodded in satisfaction: "Well, it's much warmer." .”

The countryside is different from the cities and towns, as soon as the evening came, they turned on the lights early to rest. Fusheng slept in the afternoon and ate too much just now, so he walked around the yard slowly.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Dongqing added some fodder to the black-maned horse, seeing that Fusheng was a little bored kicking the stone at her feet, she walked up to her and asked softly.

Fu Sheng rubbed his stomach: "Where are you going to go?"

"Where do you want to go?" Holly pointed to the left: "There are still a few families over there, and they probably have already fallen asleep." Then pointed to the right: "There is a river in front, which is the one before."

"Hmm..." Fu Sheng thought for a while, "Then let's go to the riverside!"

Stars all over the sky illuminated this country road, and the two walked side by side holding hands.

"Holly." Fu Sheng swayed the hand she was holding back and forth.

"What?" Holly squeezed her palm even tighter.

"Guess, what kind of relationship do those couples think we have?" Fu Sheng turned his head to look at her, his eyes shining brightly against the stars in the sky.

"No need to guess." Holly said warmly.

"Why don't you guess?"

Holding her in his arms, Dongqing's voice suddenly became a little low: "Isn't it obvious enough?" Then she bowed her head and kissed her.

The slightly rough fingertips rubbed the woman's plump and firm cheeks, and a wave of heat surged in her heart.

"Well..." The person in the arms also responded enthusiastically, with their lips and teeth intertwined, long and affectionate.

"You haven't told me yet, do you like cinnabar more or me more?" Holly stopped suddenly and asked with a serious face.

"I don't like her." Fu Sheng replied panting, and immediately raised his head and put his lips on his lips after speaking.

Pecking lightly on those cold and soft lips, Dongqing was a little unwilling, and asked again: "Why?"

There was a mist in her eyes, and her voice was hoarse: "Because she likes you too."

The softest part of my heart trembled slightly, and hugged the person in my arms tightly: "But I like you." Then he bowed his head and kissed.