The little man on the apex

Just for a moment, Yuan Xi felt that he had seen... and sat in this carriage before.

However, the temptation of the puppet show was too great. Before Yuan Xi had time to think about it, he stepped on Yan Heyi's back with ease.

Yan Heyi hunched up steadily.

Yuan Xi's gaze skipped over the black heads in front of him, and greedily landed on the small table in the middle.

Several puppeteers in long colorful robes manipulate the puppets in their hands with thin strings, and they are performing a scene where the mountain god kills the demon.

The "Mountain God" wore a golden crown on his head, two mustaches on his lips, his eyes were wide open, and his long eyebrows were also raised.

Yuan Xi stretched his neck on Yan Heyi's shoulder, laughing so hard.

Yan Heyi had watched this puppet show since she was a child, and she knew every sentence of the puppet show by heart.

Just like now, the gong rang "clank clank" three times, and the "mountain god" pointed the long sword in his hand, put it on the neck of the "demon", and said righteously:

"Hey, if you call me Grandpa, I'll forgive you!"

Then, the "demon" was trembling with fright, but insisted on being stubborn, only willing to call "Master, spare me".

The "mountain god" raised his sword and dropped it, which ended in the life of this "demon" who was too concerned about seniority.

Yan Heyi felt that the person who came up with this puppet show must have a brain disorder.

The little ancestor on his shoulder is quite sympathetic to the person who wrote the play, every time the puppet on the stage said something, he would laugh for a while.

Laughing so obsessively, he almost threw himself off Yan Heyi's shoulder.

Yuan Xi hurriedly grabbed Yan Heyi's hair, and after standing still, he clamped his legs tightly.

Now, Yan Heyi didn't have the time to think about this funny puppet show, she held Yuanxi's thigh with both hands, and dared not move.

After listening to the last sentence of "Mountain God", Yan Heyi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and was about to put Yuan Xi down, when suddenly, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd.

The little ancestor on his shoulders seemed to have forgotten where he was, and his two slender legs kept flapping. If he was on flat ground, he might have jumped up long ago.

All the puppeteers on the stage pulled up their lines and retreated with their puppets. A man with a golden crown descended from the sky, holding a sword in his hand, and wearing a robe with extremely gorgeous colors.

Yan Heyi stood on tiptoe to look, mustache, raised eyebrows, whether it was a mountain god or someone else.

To be precise, he is probably an actor who plays a mountain god.

The performance of a real person is much more exaggerated than that of a puppet. The gong rang on the stage, and the plot of the puppet show was performed from beginning to end.

Yan Heyi groaned secretly in her heart, but Yuan Xi seemed to have never seen it before, and there was not a single place where she should laugh.

Finally, when the performance on the stage was over and the crowd cleared away, Yuan Xi reluctantly got off the "carriage", dragged Yan Heyi to the stage, and said hello to the "mountain god".

"Mountain God" didn't have much airs, he played role-playing with Yuan Xi very cooperatively, and finally hugged him.

Yan Heyi felt that the actor who played the mountain god also had "brain disease".

On the way back, Yuan Xi pestered Yan Heyi to tell him the legend of the mountain god, and the stars in his eyes splashed onto Yan Heyi, setting him on fire with a bang.

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That night, the first real heavy rain this spring fell.

The rice in the field is about to be planted. In the farmers' homes, all beards and tails, regardless of men, women, old or young, will go to work in the rice fields.

The private school simply gave ten days off.

Yan Heyi didn't have paddy fields, so he was spared the hard work of farming.

Even Yuan Xi was relieved, he didn't have to get up early to go to the private school to study, and slept until mid-sun, and waited for Yan Heyi to yell countless times patiently before getting up to have breakfast with his hair loose.

There was no need to plant rice, and Yan Heyi was not idle. He found a few logs of uniform thickness and buried one end firmly in the ground to make a simple swing frame.

It took him another half an hour to weave a thicker cushion out of rattan and place it on the wooden board of the swing.

Grain rain season is a good time to plant melons and beans. Yan Heyi finally had time to turn over the vegetable garden and sprinkle pumpkin and loofah seeds.

After doing this, he felt that the swing frame was empty again, so he took out the pre-soaked gourd seeds, scalded them in half-hot water, and continued to soak them.

It takes eight to ten days to soak the seeds to accelerate germination. After the gourd seeds emerge with white spots, the germination is completed and can be sown.

While he was busy with these things, he told Yuan Xi the unfinished story:

"After the seven children of the fairy met Nezha, if they disagreed with each other, it was a fierce battle, and the sky was dark, and the mountains fell and the ground cracked."

"However, that Nezha is really too powerful. Seven people added together are no match for him."

"Nezha turned these seven children into seeds, melted them into a big gourd seed, and threw them into the world."

"The gourd seed fell into the hands of an old man. The old man planted it in the ground and slowly produced seven gourds of different colors. They all had their own magical powers, and they were even more powerful than before."

"Did you see it? I have two gourd seeds here, and maybe seven gourds will grow in the future."

Yuan Xi nodded thoughtfully, and quietly said: "They can't beat Nezha, why don't they ask Brother Mountain God for help?"

"If Brother Shanshen makes a move, they won't have to turn into gourds."

After hearing this, Yan Heyi lost all interest in telling the story, and silently put away the gourd seeds soaked in the bowl.

Yuan Xi sat heartlessly on the swing that Yan Heyi set up for him, pestering him to continue telling the next story.

The swing frame was set up high, and Yuan Xi's calves were swinging leisurely, revealing her pretty ankles, which made Yan Heyi's heart flutter.

He always wanted to hold onto it tightly and watch Yuanxi's white and tender skin slowly turn red.

Their minds were not focused, and the stories they told were out of shape. After a while, the seven gourd dolls followed their grandfather to the Flame Mountain to save their mother.

-

The swing had only been rare for half a day, and Yuan Xi couldn't sit still anymore, trying every means to hint Yan Heyi to go to town.

He first said that he wanted to eat the sesame cakes in the town, and then he said that he was in a bad mood and wanted to go out to relax. Finally, he simply confessed that he had made an appointment with "Mountain God" and went to talk to him backstage today.

From the part about the sesame cake, Yan Heyi had already softened her heart and wanted to agree, but just wanted to see how many reasons the little ancestor could find out, so she stared at him quietly without saying a word.

In fact, Yan Heyi has been brooding about the hug between Yuanxi and the "Mountain God" until now, wishing to keep her little ancestor at home and not meet others.

He rubbed Yuan Xi's head, and said dotingly: "Go and change."

After gritting her teeth and watching "Mountain God" chatting and laughing with Yuan Xi for more than half an hour, Yan Heyi took Yuan Xi's hand and left the backstage without looking back.

He bought Yuanxi the sesame cakes he wanted to eat, and a large bag of roasted sunflower seeds, which was enough to get the attention of some little ancestors back.

On the way home, Yuan Xi was still chattering around Yan Heyi, but the content of the words became "Brother Mountain God".

Yan Heyi really couldn't figure it out, how could that man with small eyes, mustache and ghostly smile win Yuanxi's favor?

If Yuanxi's favorite person is like this, then I'm afraid the road ahead will be long.

How long does it take to grow a mustache?

What to do if the eyes are too big?

Just as he was distracted, a man ran over sullenly from the opposite side.

Yuan Xi went up to meet him, grabbed the man's shoulder, and said with concern: "Zi Yu, why are you crying?"

Zhou Ziyu's face was blurred with tears, he saw the person across from him in a daze, leaned on Yuanxi's shoulder, and cried even more fiercely.

Although Yan Heyi was also worried about Zhou Ziyu, she couldn't help thinking: Why are so many people hugging him?When will I be able to do this openly?

After a while, Zhou Ziyu calmed down.

It turned out that he had just sent Feng Wanlong home-made meat buns, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw Feng Wanlong and Lu Yun chatting in the courtyard.

There are big trees on both sides of the courtyard gate. Zhou Ziyu's figure is hidden behind the big trees, so he was not found.

Lu Yun was tugging on Feng Wanlong's sleeve, calling "Cousin Feng" one after another, his nose was red, as if he had cried.

Feng Wanlong tugged back at his sleeves, but didn't break free, and sighed, "Xiaoyun, I'm engaged, you know."

Lu Yun leaned against Feng Wanlong again, shed a few tears, and said softly, "I know, brother Ziyu is very good, and your relationship is also very good, it's all my fault."

"Daddy is in prison, life is difficult at home, except for Cousin Long, I have no one to rely on."

Feng Wanlong hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, patted Lu Yun's shoulder lightly, frowned and said: "You can rest assured to live at home, it doesn't matter how long you stay, if there is someone you like, I will find someone Can the matchmaker tell you how to kiss you?"

Lu Yun just cried, cried and cried, and leaned into Feng Wanlong's arms, clutching his clothes and sobbing.

Feng Wanlong stood there in a daze, panicked for a moment.

Lu Yun raised his eyes full of tears, and said again: "Cousin Long, why don't you take me there after you marry Brother Ziyu."

"I can do laundry, I can cook, I can do all the housework, and I can plant rice seedlings, as long as you give me a bite to eat."

Seeing that Feng Wanlong didn't respond, Lu Yun wiped away his tears, and continued: "Brother Ziyu is such a nice person, I won't mind it, just treat it as if you have a cat or dog at home, and it's good to accompany you to relieve boredom." .”

Feng Wanlong took a step back, frowned and said, "Listen to what you're talking about. You are my cousin, why are you a cat or a dog?"

"You just live at home. My parents like you and won't drive you away. Why do you have to follow me?"

Lu Yun took a step forward, put his arms around Feng Wanlong's waist, put his head on his chest, and said softly: "Because... I like Cousin Long, just like when I was a child, I want to be Cousin Long little daughter-in-law."

"If my cousin doesn't want me, I don't want any matchmaker to come and marry me, so I will go to the temple and become a monk."

His hand caressed Feng Wanlong slowly, and slowly slid onto his shoulder, then wrapped his arms around his neck, tugged gently, and kissed his lips on tiptoe.

Feng Wanlong froze there, not knowing how to react, allowing Lu Yun to do such things to himself.

Lu Yun tilted his head and kissed deeper. Zhou Ziyu saw him open his eyes and look towards him.

He should have seen Zhou Ziyu a long time ago.

Even at such a time, Zhou Ziyu still didn't dare to rush forward, his nose sore, he turned his head and ran wildly, just in time to meet Yuan Xi and Yan Heyi.

After hearing this, Yuan Xi clenched his fingertips white, panted for a while, and said bitterly, "Bastard turtle!"