And so, the days passed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn three or five days, the school was built. The tables and chairs in the school are neatly arranged one by one, and they are all newly prepared. So between the morning bell and the dusk drum, a school child should hold the book and recite, sometimes there are naughty people, who are looked at with disgust by the plain return, and then sit upright, the sound of Lang Lang book from the school hall leisurely, the green mountains and green trees and the breeze reflect each other. After reciting, Su also explained its meaning one by one, and the teachers and students were in harmony with each other, and they were happy. Seeing this scene, Su Huanzhi occasionally recalled the childishness of the old days, read by the window, and couldn't help but sigh that the students of the past have become teachers today. Mu Changsheng has been talking with Mu Ainiang since that day, reading and literacy are naturally hard, every time he thinks about it, he is really silently reciting articles, and Wei Wujian and his ilk see his stupid atmosphere, and often laugh and call him an idiot. Mu Changsheng was not angry, and often complained about Mu Ainiang. It is said that since Mu Changsheng learned to read and learn words, Mu Ai Niang's interest has become more and more every day, and she has changed her face, not like in the past. Chen was particularly touched by this. Now Mu Ainiang's demeanor is like a man's temperament, and the demure atmosphere is increasing. Once Chen peeked out of curiosity, he was surprised to see him sitting upright at the table, holding a pen on his cheek, the length of the paper, and the handwriting was handsome. Chen was happy when he saw the change in his daughter. She knew that Mu Changsheng taught Ai Niang every day, and now she sees that Ai Niang is becoming more and more restrained, and there is no longer stubbornness. On the contrary, there is a heart-wrenching atmosphere around the body, which is quiet and beautiful, and there is also a rich rhyme when acting, not arrogant or impatient, gentle and natural, not like the daughters of other mountain villages. There is nothing wrong with the heart, so there is no obstruction. At that time, Ai Niang was wearing a cyan skirt robe, the green silk was scattered, only tied with a thin rope at the end of her hair, she was holding a book and lying down, her eyebrows were bent, her eyes were bright, her cherry lips moved slightly, and she was silently reading the bibliography in her hand. Hearing Changsheng's complaints, he chuckled lightly, and said carelessly: "They are only noisy, and Changsheng will ignore it." "Seeing that Changsheng is still angry, I said yes, who wants to be called unwise? He raised his hand and called, "Come here." When he approached according to his words, Ai Niang said: "Changsheng can know the meaning of this sentence and teach it to my sister." Mu Changsheng looked at it, for, "There must be forbearance, and it is helpful; There is tolerance, and virtue is great. Mu Changsheng opened his mouth and said, "I remember this, Mr. once taught." It is said that those who want to achieve things must have the spirit of perseverance. With a tolerant mind, virtue can be broad. Ai Niang smiled and said glutinously: "What Changsheng said is really good. Mu Changsheng smiled: "Yes, Mr. taught well." When Ai Niang heard this, she suddenly became curious about the new master in the town, so she said, "Changsheng, tell me about your husband." After thinking about it, Changsheng only said: "Sir is quite strict. Ai Niang nodded and said, "It's better to be strict, those boys need to be disciplined strictly." Changsheng thought about Wei Wujian and agreed: "My sister is right, it's better to be strict." Ai Niang Xu looked at it for a long time, and suddenly felt sleepy, so she put down the book and said, "Immortal and go to study by yourself, my sister is tired, so I won't bother you." Changsheng saw that Ai Niang really closed her eyes and rested, so he returned to the desk and sat down to warm the book, not mentioning the previous complaints. After a long time, Ai Niang opened her eyes and looked at Changsheng's appearance, only to feel that he was an eight-year-old boy who was serious, but it was cute, so she laughed stupidly and silently.

After this day, Mu Changsheng was as before when he was silent, and there was still no one around him when he was silent, and Wei Wujian and others often made fun of him, but Mu Changsheng just ignored it.

A few months later, one day, it was time for recess. The weather is clear, there are no clouds, and the wind is clear and moist. After Mu Ainiang finished grooming, she went to bring a basin of water and called Changsheng to come over and wash his hair. Mu Changsheng was still young, and he only braided his hair in a loose braid. Mu Ainiang spread them out little by little with her thin fingers, her movements were light and meticulous, and Mu Changsheng only felt a skillful hand groping on her head, feeling both comfortable and itchy. couldn't help but be restless left and right, Ai Niang patted him on the head and said, "Don't move!" Changsheng said: "Itchy." Ai Niang ignored it, taking care of her own actions, but she unconsciously whispered in her mouth: "It will be resting, and it will be washed." Both out and in, both clean and pure. After dissolving the hair, Ai Niang said: "Bow your head." Changsheng bent down as he said, Ai Niang held the purified water in the basin to moisten his hair, a little ****, wisps, and rubbed and washed with his fingers. And he took a cloth towel and dried it with him. So he led him to sit down, stood behind him, combed it a little bit, and tied his hair. Mu Changsheng sat still, looking at the weeping willows and green poplars in the near distance, the dense fog in the mountains, the sky was sunny and the sun was high. Speaking of this love, the mountain is full of fog all year round, and it is a strange scene. I was tired of reading it, and suddenly my heart moved, and said, "Sister, I'll listen to your endorsement." Ai Niang responded: "Okay! Mu Changsheng pondered for a moment, and recited aloud: "Yulan soup is fragrant, and the clothes are beautiful." The spirit is curled up, and the rotten is not clear. ……”

But it was said that Changsheng and Ai Niang had been in the courtyard for a long time, and in the afternoon, Changsheng suddenly remembered the little fox of that day and the lotus pond he saw later, so he said to Ai Niang: "Sister, I'll take you to a good place." He talked about the lotus pond that the former had mentioned. Ai Niang is curious, and secondly, she is really fine, and she has been at home for a long time, although her personality is not as good as before, but she is still bored, so she happily obeys. The two informed Chen, and then went out, although Chen agreed, before leaving, he repeatedly told him to come back early, don't miss the hour.

Out of the town, Changsheng led Ai Niang to embark on the road she traveled on weekdays. Said that this trip is two miles, which is where the gentleman lives. Ai Niang accompanied her all the way, but she also had a little novelty. Halfway through, Changsheng entered from the long grass on the side of the road, and Ai Niang had to lift the corner of her skirt to follow. It was early summer, the forest was deep and the trees were high, and the wild grass was over the wild, dense and difficult to walk. Before the immortality, he stepped on the weeds so that he could teach Ai Niang the convenience. And so deep up to the pond. At the beginning, Ai Niang's novelty was exhausted on the road, but she was irritable, and now she sees the wonders and can't help but be enlightened. But see: the water is shining, and the jade leaves are glazed. Leaving behind the fairy dew and condensing amber, flying to Kunyu to turn into a pearl. Ai Niang was amazed at the ingenuity of heaven and the extraordinary creation, but Changsheng was amazed and said, "Sister, look, when I came last time, there was only one leaf in the pond, but now there is one more. When Ai Niang looked at it, next to the spread lotus leaf, there was another small leaf, and the two were accompanied by each other, bathing in the sun. It is also strange that no matter what time of day, there is always a ray of sunlight on the lotus leaves in the pond. Ai Niang looked like Changsheng when she first came, Shi Shi approached, and saw that although the pond water was sourceless, it was very clear, but there was no living thing in this water, only a lotus plant. Ai Niang sat on the edge of the pond, picked up a touch of water and sent it to her mouth, only to feel sweet and delicious, her mind was cleansed, her heart was swept away, pure and peaceful, as bright as a mirror, not stained with dust, and she couldn't help but take a sip again.

The two of them were patrolling, only to see a grass faintly trembling, whiskers, a snow-white little fox came out together, saw the two, suddenly stopped the figure, and then leaned down, as a female shape, the white hair on the body undulated, the mouth of the canine teeth overlapped exposed, whining more than once, the two immortals were hostile. Changsheng exclaimed, pointed at the little fox and said, "Sister, it's it." That's how I got here that day. Ai Niang's eyes lit up when she saw it, and she couldn't take her eyes off it, thinking that women always love petite and delicate things. The little fox was not successful, and when he saw that the two of them did not move, he took the shape and sat upright on the ground, his eyes turning back and forth between Changsheng and Ai Niang, and he was very wise. Occasionally, the paw strokes on the face in advance. Ai Niang and Changsheng loved it even more when they saw this.

Seeing that it didn't move, Changsheng cautiously stepped forward, but as soon as he moved, the little fox stared at him. Changsheng had to stop, and when the little fox relaxed, he moved again, getting closer and closer. Ai Niang watched with bated breath from the side. Until Changsheng was only a few steps away from the little fox, who knew that the little fox suddenly turned around and disappeared into the grass. Ai Niang exclaimed "ah", and then sighed lightly, so not disappointed. Ran Changsheng was willing to give up, hurriedly chased after him, and stepped into the grass in three or two steps. Ai Niang shouted behind her: "Changsheng, don't chase far away, remember to come back." But he has already lost his immortal figure.

Changsheng and the little fox went, and there was a sudden silence here. Ai Niang relocated to the edge of the pond, doing it casually, gently caressing the water with the soft wattle, and feeling a gentle and moist feeling. Surrounded by flowers and plants, I only feel that I am in a fairyland, as if I have gone through thousands of years and thousands of years of glory. She plays with clear water, and the surface of the water is like a mirror, reflecting a fantastic scene. I saw a green girl, not powdered, as if natural, staring at her, clever eyes with affection, a smile between the eyebrows, can't help but be fascinated, bent fingers want to touch, but wrinkled the wave surface. Between the swaying of the microwave, the girl's face was faintly visible. Only then did I realize that it was my own face, and my heart said that I was like this. The more I ponder, the more I taste, the more I think that the handsomeness of life is extraordinary, and I feel that I can't see enough. Qi Er was shocked, couldn't help but look around and saw no one, so he covered his slightly hot face, made a little daughter, looked at the appearance of the person in the water, grinned, and said angrily: "It's really not ashamed." After saying that, he smiled stupidly.

She remembered her old days, she didn't have a daughter, but she looked like a reckless boy. Thinking about the changes in the past few months, I was unaware of it. Now thinking about it, it is like a dream of Nanke, like a fog, and the memory of the things he yearns for is very vague, has he been in a dream all along, and now Huang Liang wakes up from a dream, and he doesn't know it. I remembered what I had read about Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, it was so similar. I don't think I'm contemplating.

At this time, Mu Changsheng was disappointed and interrupted Ai Niang's thoughts, his hands were empty, the frustration between his eyebrows was undiminished, and there were grass clippings on his clothes and hair. Ai Niang hurriedly went to help him take care of it. But he said that Changsheng pursued all the way, and the little fox was not far before him, but it was untouchable. Every time he wanted to speed up and catch up, the little fox seemed to be blessed, and he also accelerated. The distance between the two did not decrease until they reached a rock corner, and in the middle of the round, the little fox disappeared. Mu Changsheng had to return empty-handed.

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