Theism

It stands to reason that they should all stay there, but after some discussion, they decided to keep Zhu Lianyu for the help of Aunt Weng Xia, and then Qi Shangxiang and Jiang Sidee went to Qinghong Road to look for something to do , as for Ji Guangfan, he went to hook up with Fu Yao.

Jade Palace

Ji Guangfan has been squatting here for a few days, coming almost every day, but he never saw Fu Yu come out.

"Hey, Xianchang, are you tired? I'll sweep it for you twice." Ji Guangfan looked at Xianchang who was diligently sweeping the floor in front of the Yuzhang Hall, and decided to help him.

Seeing the veins twitching on his forehead, Xianchang dodged to the side, clutching the broom tightly in his hand, with the words "Don't come over" written all over his face.

But how could Ji Guangfan do what he wanted? He rushed over and grabbed the broom in his hand. The two of them tugged. Ji Guangfan twisted his body and bumped into Xianchang, and the small Xianchang was bumped by him. opened.

He staggered a bit before stopping, and looked at Ji Guangfan with wide eyes, and saw that he was full of smiles, but when he found that Xianchang was also looking over, he restrained his expression, and his smug expression instantly turned into a suppressed smile.

"Go ahead and sweep." Xianchang watched him snatch the broom, put his arms around his hands, sat down on the steps beside him, and looked at him with his chin raised slightly.

Seeing that he simply sat down, Ji Guangfan had no choice but to take a broom and pretend to sweep the floor.

"Xianchang, why does the king stay in the palace all the time, is she bored?"

"No matter how boring the king is, he won't come here to watch you sweep the floor." Xianchang knew that he was looking for news, but he was very boring, so it would be good to come to someone to relieve his boredom.

Thinking about his words, Ji Guangfan knew that Fu Yu usually didn't go out, and even if he did, he didn't go here. He thought about it and thought of someone.

"Why haven't you seen General Pei Yun recently? Are all the soldiers in the Palace of Kings locals?"

After hearing what he said, Xianchang couldn't help but rolled his eyelids and looked at him: "General Pei Yun is usually in charge of patrolling outside the city, and at other times he supervises the work at Qinghong Road."

"As for the soldiers of the Palace of the King, of course they are all born and bred in the local area." Xianchang said as a matter of course.

"What about you?" Ji Guangfan asked after he finished speaking, his pupils were not blue, "You should not be a local."

"Well, I was picked up from outside the city by General Pei Yun eight years ago." Xianchang said and remembered some old things.

The weather is good today. Xianchang looked at the sun above his head, squinted his eyes slightly, the dazzling light came down, and the light passing through the hair between his fingers hit his face, and his dark brown eyes were stimulated by the light. , more translucent.

He is not from the local area. He was picked up outside the city. He was about seven years old at the time. Both his parents died in the snowstorm. Pei Yun picked him up from the pile of dead people. Now he is 15 years old. .

Because seeing that he was still young, he stayed by Fu's side as a playmate. At that time, Fu was only five years old.

In a flash, they were all so old, and he was sent away from Fu Yu, but he still looked at Fu Yu's face, did not drive him out of the Yuzhang Hall, and left him in front of the sweeping hall. steps.

"In that case, you should know Wang very well, right?" Ji Guangfan suddenly smiled when he heard the old things he talked about, "You can all be counted as childhood sweethearts."

Hearing what he said, Xianchang felt that it was wrong, but Ji Guangfan saw the opportunity, and sat down next to him with a broom in his arms.

"It's not very familiar." Xianchang thought that he shouldn't tell him about his relationship with Fu Yu, but if Ji Guangfan could find him accurately, he must have got some information from other places.

"Xianchang, look, I've been squatting with you for several days." Ji Guangfan said this shamelessly, "Can't you leak a little bit of news from between your fingers?"

While talking, Ji Guangfan showed him how big the gap between his fingers should be. Xianchang watched him swing a circle, couldn't help laughing, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I haven't seen it for half a month. her."

"It's okay, just tell me, is there any place that Wang often goes to?" Does Ji Guangfan care how long they haven't seen each other?Of course I don't care.

Seeing his anticipation, Xianchang frowned, but still said: "Wang will go to the mountain behind the snowfield every month in the middle and end of the month to see the secret flower of white flame."

"The middle of the month and the end of the month?" Ji Guangfan muttered, then suddenly raised his head, "What day is it today?"

"Today is the middle of the month." Xianchang said, looking at the sun above his head, "Wang should have gone up the mountain a long time ago, but he should not come back until evening."

Ji Guangfan got up immediately when he heard this. It would take at least half an hour to walk from here to the mountain, but there should be still time, so he hurriedly stuffed the broom into Xianchang's hand.

"I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." After speaking, Ji Guangfan hurried towards the high mountain behind the snow field.

Tsing Hong Road

"Hey, Xiao Qi, don't you still cook for your man?" Jia Chun couldn't help urging, seeing that Qi Yanxiang hadn't moved yet.

"Huh?" Qi Shangxiao raised his head to look at the sky, "Is it noon?"

"Hey, it's been a quarter of an hour now." Jia Chun looked at her dizzy under the sun, "Go and cook, I cooked too much today, so you can just cook. "

"Oh, good." Under Jia Chun's urging, Qi Shangxiang also had to get up from the warm sun and walk to the stove. Almost every house here has a stove, just behind the house. a row.

When Qi Shangxiang and the others came, they also built a stove with the help of enthusiastic neighbors Lian Bei and Jia Chun, and then there was a picture of Jia Chun urging Qi Shangxiang to cook every day.

She turned around and went to the house to get a cabbage. It was given by Jia Chun and the others. She didn't know why there was such a thing here. She randomly cut it with sword energy on the chopping board a few times, and then washed it with pure natural and pollution-free snow mountain water. again.

When he came to the stove, he summoned Huo Qi and threw it into the stove. He coaxed him a bit, and there was a sound of raging fire in the stove. He took a can of oil from Jia Chuna, and scooped a few spoonfuls of it. The pot, when it was almost done, I flipped the cabbage and beat it down.

Although she didn't really care if Jiang Sdie thought it was delicious, she cared that he underestimated her cooking skills.

Bringing a can of clear water from the side, she grabbed a small purple wild flower on the ground and threw it into it. The next moment, the clear water turned into a bright black color and smelled sour.

Next to it was a jar full of white snow, which was made from the mountain behind, and Qi Shangxiao also threw a flower down there, only to see that the snow, which was shining brightly under the sun, suddenly darkened. When it sank, she scooped up a little with a spoon and sprinkled it on the dish.

Seeing that it was almost done, I put something that had just turned black and shiny.

As soon as it went down, a scent of vinegar rushed up, so fragrant that Jia Chun next door even looked over.

"Hey, big sister, you still have jealousy!" Jia Chun looked at the shiny black jar.

"Well, that's what he does at home, and he likes to take some with him wherever he goes." Qi Shangxiang put up the dishes.

"Sister, I still have some over there. You can bring me a jar and I'll make another for you." Qi Shangxiao said as he was going to pour vinegar for her. Jia Chun gave her the jar.

The sun was shining brightly, and the brawny men who carried the materials in Qinghong Road were so hot that they were sweating all over. Sticky sweat came out from their foreheads, just after wiping it off, it stayed behind and hit the necks The sweat towels were soaked.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, help me." Lian Bei called out, he lifted one side of the wood with one hand, and waved to Jiang Sidie.

"Okay." Jiang Siti had just finished picking up a load of sand and stones, when he heard Lian Bei calling him, he put down the pole in his hand and went over.

He raised one hand, helped him lift the other to his shoulder, and followed Lian Bei to the construction site.

On the north side of Qinghong Road is their construction site, but the strange thing is that they are not building houses on the ground, but digging underground, and there are people blocking the tunnel entrance. The sand and stones are transported to the ground in front of the gate, so they cannot enter.

"Come on, let's put it down." Lian Bei called out, Jiang Sidee came back to his senses, and put down the wood with him.

There is a wood pile here, and there is a special division of wood next to it. All the wood is specially processed after being placed here, and then carried in by people.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and leave." The supervisor next to him cast a glance or two at Jiang Sidie, and was about to come up with a whip.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, let's go now." Lian Bei said as he tugged Jiang Sidie's sleeves, and pulled him away quickly.

"Brother Lian, is it just repaired there?" Jiang Sdie looked away and asked Lian Bei.

"Well, why are you asking this?" Lian Bei asked back, but he still answered, "It should have been repaired a long time ago, I have been here for five months, and I heard from people who were here before It has been repaired for several years."

While walking to the north, Lian talked a lot to Jiang Sidie, and introduced him, the man who was overseeing the work was called Wang Zhan, a dog under Pei Yun's hands, and he was as virtuous as his master.

"Hey, Lao Lian, it's time to eat!" Jia Chun's shout came from a distance.

Only then did Lian Bei stop, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hey! My mother-in-law is here, and yours is here too."

Jia Chun approached from a distance with Qi Shangxiang. This point is the point for eating. Many women come to deliver meals to their husbands.

"Come on, Lao Lian, wipe your hands." Jia Chun said and handed Lian Bei a clean wet towel. Lian Bei wiped his face first, and then his hands.

Jiang Sdie looked at Lian Bei and then at Qi Shangxiang, how could Qi Shangxiang prepare such things as hand towels so hard, but it was because of his eagerness.

Qi Shangyan calmly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and hugged a flower growing in the gap with the handkerchief. When Jiang Sidee took it again, the handkerchief had become very wet and suitable for wiping. Face.

"Come on, come and eat!" Jia Chun said as he passed chopsticks to Lian Bei.

Jiang Sdie also opened what Qi Shangxiang made for him, the cabbage fried in vinegar, and the rice that Jia Chun kindly provided.

"Come on, Lao Lian, try this vinegared cabbage, how does it taste?" Jia Chun said, pointing to the plate of vinegared cabbage, "Today, Xiao Qi gave us a jar of vinegar, which is also her stir-fried cabbage. Yes, I tasted good."

Lian Bei naturally took a sip, then nodded again and again: "Well, the taste is very good, this taste is very authentic."

Lian Bei became curious as he spoke: "Where did you get the vinegar?"

Qi Shangxiao naturally used that set of rhetoric again: "His family makes vinegar, and he likes to take some with him wherever he goes."

"Oh, it turns out that your family is a vinegar maker, and the craftsmanship is good!" Lian Bei gave Jiang Sidie a thumbs up, full of appreciation.

"Well, the family's craftsmanship is so-so..." Jiang Sdie heard Qi Shangxiang's words when he was eating, and raised his head in embarrassment to deal with it.

Then she turned her head to the side, and got together with Qi Shangxiang, and said quietly: "Can vinegar be made in my house?"

Qi Shangxiang glanced at him, and said indifferently, "Just now."

After this period, the two of them stopped talking about it.

snowy mountains

"Xiaoyu, go over there and have a look, how are the seedlings moved over there?" Aunt Weng Xia took care of one of the seedlings under her hand, and gestured to Zhu Lianyu for the seedlings next to her.

"Okay, Aunt Weng Xia." Zhu Lianyu responded, got up from the ground, and walked towards the other side of the mountain.

There wasn't much snow on Xueyuan Mountain, the weather was fine today, the sun was shining on her body and it was warm, Zhu Lianyu hummed a song and walked over in a good mood.

A few days ago, they transplanted all the white flame secret flowers that were similar in size. After that, Zhu Lianyu and Weng Xia took care of them on the mountain, and there were not many things to do.

Soon, he found a flower. Zhu Lianyu looked at the still green plant and touched a leaf of it. It was not frostbitten or gnawed by insects. That is, Zhu Lianyu looked at the bottom, A few leaves rotted underneath.

Zhu Lianyu groped down with her hand, and twirled the rotten leaf, thinking whether to pull it off, what did Aunt Weng Xia say?

"Oh, I remembered, I have to pull it." Zhu Lianyu said very simply and pulled off the leaves at the bottom.

Zhu Lianyu pondered, this is nothing to worry about, the next plant, soon, he will have already arrived at the next plant.

Just pulling and pulling, he looked up, alas!

"King!" Zhu Lianyu looked at this man and immediately stood up from the ground.

Fu Yao glanced at him, but didn't seem to look at him, and walked over to the other side as he sideways.

Fu Yao's white figure passed by, as if he was still as taciturn as before.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Zhu Lianyu wiped her hands on her body, followed quickly, made a seal in her hand, and passed it on to Ji Guangfan.

Soon he received a reply, and the white light merged into a sentence in front of him: "Hold me for a while, I will come right away."

Zhu Lianyu waved his hand, the handwriting dissipated, and chased in the direction of Fu Yao.

Fu Xi walked very slowly, Zhu Lianyu could easily keep up.

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