Cow leather books were spread out on the table, piled up haphazardly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Tuoba Qianyu fingered at the yellowed paper and looked at it with half-open eyes. The sunlight coming in from the window shines on people's bodies, making people lazy.

Outside the window, there was a row of maple trees, and scattered leaves were carried into the house by the morning breeze from time to time, and fell on Tuoba Qian's hand.

She squinted and picked up the maple leaf, holding the cheeks in one hand and the petiole in the other to look at the veins of the leaf in the sunlight.

Looking at her, there was a sound of gentle footsteps behind her. The bamboo basket stood behind her, watching Tuoba Qian look at the maple leaves in the sun.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Chenxuan Temple, aren't you muttering all day long and being bored at home?"

"Chenxuan Temple, but the temple where all the monks were captured by the Lu army half a year ago." Tuoba Qian stopped what she was doing, she squinted, and turned her head to look at the eyes of the bamboo basket.

"Well, you ran out before, and you know a lot." The bamboo basket saw Tuoba Qian turn around, her face seemed to be reproachful, and her tone was low.

"No, no, it was Sister Xiaolan next door who told me. Tuoba Qian waved her hand again and again, a sly look flashed in her strange eyes, she got up from the chair of the pear blossom wood, trotted to the side of the bamboo basket, grabbed the other party's arm, and said angrily, "Let's go, let's go, isn't my mother and Mrs. Fang Lan?"

The bamboo basket was carried out of the house by Tuoba Qian, and outside the house was a large maple forest that was connected together, and the maple red leaves were spread all over the ground, and the leaves were connected together in small pieces.

"By the way, mother, how do you know that teacher? Why have I never heard you say it?" Tuoba Qian had a flash of doubt in her heart, and she had been very puzzled when her mother told her yesterday that she would take her to see that teacher today.

Obviously, he has never seen that teacher, but why did his mother take her to see it?

"Ask her, maybe she remembers better than I do." The bamboo basket shook her head under Tuoba Qian's inquiry.

"Ask her?" Tuoba Qian heard her mother's answer, she felt that what her mother said was a little strange, but seeing her mother's heart, she closed her mouth.

The two followed the winding road to the Chenxuan Temple, and walked to the door of Master Fang Lan under the leadership of a little nun.

"Uncle Fang, I brought them. The little nun tapped the doorknob with her hand and stood respectfully outside the door.

Tuoba Qian on one side couldn't help but look around, and she saw Hauni running in the courtyard, stuffing pastries into her mouth, followed by a thin woman.

She looked a little like laughing, the nuns she usually saw were quiet, looking like they were outside the world, but the two people she saw today were like pedestrians on the street, in a hurry.

"Jingxuan, hurry up, today's morning thoughts, we are going to be late again..."

"Hauni, I can't run... I really don't have the strength...."

"Who told you not to eat fat.."

The conversation between the two fell to Tuoba's ears, and she chuckled lowly. When she turned her head, she found that the door had been opened, and an old woman was standing in front of the door, looking at her carefully.

Being looked at like this, Tuoba Qian felt a little restrained. She was stunned to think about it, the old woman in front of her must be the Fang Lan master in her mother's mouth.

Thinking of this, she bowed to the old man, and her words were soft and crisp, "Tuoba Qian has seen Mrs. Fang Lan."

didn't answer for a while, and the old man still stared at Tuoba Qian as he did just now, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Mrs. Shi."

Bamboo Basket noticed the old man's demeanor, and she stood to the side and called softly.

"Go down!" the old man wiped the expression on his face and waved his hand at the little ni who had always stood respectfully.

"Come in." When Xiao Ni turned to leave, the old man beckoned to Tuoba Qian and the others.

Tuoba Qian followed, her eyes swept around the room from time to time, and the bamboo basket noticed her behavior and glared at her.

Tuoba Qian spit out her fragrant tongue, glanced at the back of the old man who stopped, and slowly sat down on the ground.

"As delicate as you look."

The old man poured a cup of tea for the bamboo basket and said flatly. The bamboo basket didn't answer, she drank the tea and said lightly, "The water is cold."

"Well, didn't you often say that tea needs to be drunk cold?" the old man lowered his head and poured a cup for Tuoba Qian, and said with a warm smile.

"Mrs. Shi, I don't drink tea. ”

Tuoba Qian pushed the tea away, glanced at the two of them, and always felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

"It's been too long, I can't remember. The bamboo basket shook, smiled bitterly, and stretched out his hand to pull over Tuoba Qian's hair.

"I don't remember exactly, maybe I'm mistaken. The old man looked at the bamboo basket that shook his head and smiled bitterly, and she said in a low voice.

"Did Mrs. Shi and my mother know each other a long time ago?" Tuoba Qian heard the conversation between the two, and she looked boredly at the cup full of tea in the bamboo basket hand.

"Well, for a long time." The old man nodded, looking at Tuoba Qian's bewitching eyes, his eyes flickering slightly.

"How did you meet. Tuoba Qian was interested for a while, and she went to meet the old man's cloudy eyes with blazing eyes.

"I heard her singing back then, and the singing in the cocoon ......"

"On that day, I saw a faint glow in the cocoon, as if the heat was about to burn me in the air."

Before the old man finished speaking, the bamboo basket suddenly raised his head, looked at the old man and said slowly, seeing that the old man's expression was unmoving, and his cloudy eyes were as sallow as her skin, she lowered her head again, and laughed at herself in her heart.

"You said you couldn't remember, I thought you were about to forget." The old man smiled bitterly, and said again: "The fire was too big and too bright, and I also remember it, how can you forget it?"

The bamboo basket didn't reply, she drank cup after cup of tea. Tuoba Qian, who was on her side, looked at the clouds and fog, and her mother was drinking tea as wine.

Regarding the conversation between the two, Tuoba Qian didn't understand a word, and after listening to the two talk for a long time, she still didn't know how the two met.

"That master can know my father, Tuoba Prejudice."

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Tuoba Qian pursed her lips and asked again.

Speechless for a while, when Tuoba Qian finished asking, the old man fell into deep thought for a while, and didn't know what to say.

The corners of the bamboo basket's mouth opposite her sneered, but it quickly turned to thick bitterness, and the cold tea continued to be drunk into her stomach.

"Yes, I'm the first person I've ever seen him."

After being silent for a long time, the old man looked at the teacup in his hand, and the shadows in the water were a little blurry.

"The first person?" After Tuoba Qian finished speaking, she squinted her eyes slightly, chanting these four words in her heart, but she didn't understand what the old man meant.

She wanted to ask the old man what he meant in his words, but when she looked up, she found that there were muddy tears in the old man's eyes, and the words were stuck in her throat for a while, and she didn't know how to speak.