When Meng Yuan came back, he was welcomed like never before. When the pen "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info saw him, the two small eyes lit up, and they hugged Meng Yuan into the room one after the other, and even Yuanyuan was lively on Meng Yuan's shoulder.

Meng Yuan looked at the movements of the two children in confusion, he was still immersed in the heartache of being rejected by the two children, he was still holding a face and now he couldn't help but want to laugh, and the expression on his face was a little distorted for a while. Meng Qingxuan winked at Meng Yao: "Tuan Tuan, let's start." “

Meng Yao grabbed his father's arm and shouted happily: "1, 2, 3 Sesame open the door." The thought flashed in his heart, and the three people and one monkey disappeared in an instant.

Meng Yuan only felt dizzy for a while, and when he came to his senses, he was shocked by everything in front of him.

"This. What is this place. Meng Yuan was older and more calm, and after being shocked, he asked calmly.

Meng Yao was really too lazy to ink with her father again, so she was busy letting Meng Qingxuan explain it.

"The fairyland of the world is full of water, and the scenery of the peach source is intoxicating. Good place, good place. After Meng Yuan got the explanation, the whole person was immersed in the beautiful scenery in front of him, and he couldn't help but admire.

Her father's ability to bear it is too good, I think she was able to ignore it at the beginning just because she was just a ghost space that made no sense to her, what kind of trouble is her father's performance now, there is no sense of accomplishment at all, okay. Meng Yao pouted dissatisfied, looking unhappy.

"If it is really a thousand worlds, Amitabha, the Buddha loves the world, and with this well-being, Tuan Tuan will definitely be dedicated to the Buddha and people in the future." Meng Yuan patted the little girl happily.

"Oh." Meng Yao wanted to cry without tears, why did his father's reaction always be so unreasonable.

Meng Yuan didn't care about the reactions of the two children and began to wander around the space, watching everything with relish. "Xuan'er, Tuan Tuan, do you see it? That mountain is very similar to where my father used to live. Meng Yuan pointed to the mountains in the distance, and his eyes were full of nostalgia: "If you are free, my father must take you back to see the scenery on Bodhi Mountain, as well as the master and them." “

Eh, Bodhi Mountain, Meng Yao had never been to Bodhi Mountain in her previous life, and she didn't know if it was the one in her previous life, but she was looking forward to what his father said about the place where he grew up. With a thought in her mind, she took her father to the top of the mountain, Meng Yuan showed too high quality at this time, unlike her brother who pretended to be calm for the first time, and only nodded: "Interesting, this is quite convenient." “

"I see that there is both a kitchen and a place to rest here, and Tuan Tuan will rest in this place in the future, and the province will freeze outside." Meng Yuan only felt that this place had beautiful scenery and pleasant climate, and his first reaction was that the baby girl in the winter would no longer have to suffer.

Meng Yao suddenly wanted to laugh, and couldn't help but hug her father and lean forward and leaned back, laughing Meng Yuan was inexplicable, so it was a joke that she had been entangled for so long, her father didn't notice the huge benefits that space could bring, and the only thing he cared about was her daughter.

When Meng Yao brought his father to Meng Qingxuan, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and he winked at her brother vigorously, and even Meng Qingxuan had to ask with concern: "Tuan Tuan, do you have eye cramps?" ”

Fall, said that the good heart has a soul.

Meng Yuan's rare little temper was completely eliminated in this way, and knowing that his son and daughter still cared about him, he was in a good mood again. Meng Yao's imagination is beautiful, she can finally take a beautiful bath, this winter no longer has to be frozen, and then the reality is always so cruel, the practice of calligraphy that was originally omitted because of the cold weather was put on the agenda by Meng Yuan, which made Meng Yao regret that she had nothing to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Sometimes Meng Yuan is omnipotent, such as the Buddhist scriptures that Meng Yuan copied silently with hairpins, Meng Yao silently swallowed a handful of sad tears, and let her use a brush for a person who can't write well with a fountain pen, which is simply a big joke in the world. But looking at his father's strict appearance, come on, she should continue to practice calligraphy.

On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, the village organized a clear pond to catch fish, Meng Yao had participated in this kind of activity when his father was still in his previous life, at that time, he would pump the water in the pond away, and he didn't know how to get it in this era, the time for fishing was generally very early, Meng Yao relied on his brother to wake her up, there was no way to participate in these activities, and it was impossible for the Meng family to participate, if Meng Yuan went, he would have to chant the scriptures for three days and three nights.

In previous years, Meng Qingxuan didn't go, let alone the original body, but now Meng Yao is full of interest in these things, I don't know what the difference is between this and memory, and this should be a rare fun for children in the countryside.

When she arrived at the edge of the pond, Meng Yao found that this was not the same as she imagined, in her previous life, the place where she was a little southern, and it was cold in winter, but it was not like Nanshan Village, where the pond water had already formed a thick layer of ice, and the laborers in the village poured their mouths and burned knives to warm their bodies, and then went directly into the pond and dried up in full swing. When the village chief's grandfather chose his eyes, two strong guys smashed them in a group with tools that looked like chisels. With a click, the smashed ice cubes shot out in all directions.

This is chiseling ice to get fish, Meng Yao was amazed, and when the ice eyes were all chiseled, the fish under the ice scrambled to poke their heads out to breathe, and it was really a lot to look at densely, Meng Yao looked at it interestingly, and I couldn't wait for her brother to carry her into the pond.

"Yaoyao, you better save it, it's slippery on this ice, and it hurts for a few days if you accidentally fall on your butt." I don't know when An Zhu came over, wearing a thick cotton jacket to wrap it tightly in the reform.

Well, she looked at the ease of the villagers and forgot that it was ice, she didn't know how to skate: "Who said I wanted to go, I don't want to suffer when I die of cold." Meng Yao retorted stiffly, while still looking at the fish breathing through the ice eye.

At this time, someone took the fishing net that was dozens of meters long and threw it in, and there were some weighty things under the fishing net, which looked like stones but were not, and the nets were quite large, all for catching big fish, and the small ones had to be kept to grow up.

The winter in Nanshan Village is really cold and evil, and after a while, Meng Yao couldn't stand it, and hugged her round and fluffy body and shivered. Meng Qingxuan felt sorry for his sister, in previous years, at this time, Meng Yao had already been sick in bed and was raised by decoction, although she was better this year, she couldn't help but worry: "Tuan Tuan, let's go back." Holding Meng Yao's cold little hand, Meng Qingxuan said worriedly.

Meng Yao sniffed and nodded, greeted An Ping, who didn't know when he came over, and prepared to go back.

"Yaoyao is still too weak, I'll bring you a big fish back later." An Zhu was sweating profusely, and Meng Yao couldn't help but cry in comparison, anyway, she was still transformed by Lingquan Water, and there was no harm if there was no comparison.

Meng Yao was not in the mood to watch fishing, so when she went home, she drilled into the space and began to practice calligraphy angrily, there must be something better than Xiaozhu. Now Xiaozhu is like someone else's child, the object of admiration. Many years later, when someone laughed at her for being able to see people with this handwriting, Meng Yao couldn't help but think of her original intention of learning calligraphy, it was too embarrassing.

Although there was no shortage of fish in the space, Meng Yao still looked forward to the big fish promised by Xiaozhu, and it was almost noon when Xiaozhu hurriedly ran over with a big fat-headed fish to offer treasure: "Yaoyao, look at what I picked for you." ”

"It's so big" Meng Yao exclaimed, and he didn't dislike to catch it. Who knew that the fat-headed fish was dying and struggling, and his body arched upwards vigorously, and the force was so great that he not only threw off his body of water, but also fell directly to the ground.

Meng Yao was ashamed and angry, and her face turned red: "Brother, eat grilled fish today." He glared at the damn fish as he spoke.

"Okay, okay, you can eat as much as you want." Meng Qingxuan looked at the little girl squatting and competing with the fish with a smile: "Xiaozhu is here to eat today." ”

"Not today." An Zhu couldn't help licking his lips when he heard the grilled fish, and said with a look of pity: "There are many fish this year, so I have to help my mother marinate the fish." My brother just told me to send the fish and go back. ”

Meng Qingxuan didn't persuade much, and took some vegetables as a return gift for An Zhu to take back. This year is indeed a bumper harvest, and the An family has packed three large and small pots, mostly some fathead fish, crucian carp, grass carp and the like. The fathead fish that was the size of Meng Yao was already the first one.

In the evening, Meng Qingxuan really made grilled fish for Meng Yao, and now the Meng family basically eats in the space, the temperature is suitable and the birds are singing and the flowers are very pleasant.

"In the past, there was no such place, so you had to eat quickly, otherwise it would be cold after a while, but now it can save trouble." Meng Qingxuan's brother and sister Lian Yuanyuan sat in the house to eat, the place was big, Meng Yuan was finally able to see out of sight, and eat leisurely in the courtyard alone.

"Daddy, don't you feel very lonely and lonely when you eat alone?" Meng Yao bit her chopsticks and watched Meng Yuan eat the dishes contentedly, of course, it was a vegetarian feast.

"Do you want your father to be lonely and lonely, or listen to him read the scriptures." Meng Qingxuan pointed to the fish and shrimp on the table.

Thinking of her father's complaining like Tang Seng chanting my Buddha's compassion, Amitabha, Dad, you should eat alone.