"Sister, why are you crying?" The pigtails were stunned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Suxue gently brushed away her tears, took the green vegetables, and squeezed out a smile: "Sister didn't cry, it was the sand that got into her eyes!" ”

"Then I'll blow it for you!"

"Okay."

Ling Suxue gently squatted down, enjoying the warm breeze gently blowing from the pigtails.

As the sun sets, the sky is lit up with beautiful purple. Several clouds of smoke rose from Ping'an Village, and the air was filled with the smell of burning firewood and the tantalizing smell of chives and vegetables.

Two plates of vegetarian dishes were served, and the elderly, grandchildren, and guests were seated around.

"Miss Ling, coarse tea and light rice, eat as you like." The old man smiled kindly.

"Thank you." Ling Suxue responded politely, and took a piece of eggplant and put it in the bowl of the pigtail.

The pigtails are like eating meat, and they are chewing with their mouths open.

The old man suddenly said, "Just now, the old man went to borrow pen, ink and paper from the village chief, and I will draw you a road map after eating." ”

"There's no hurry." Ling Suxue responded lightly.

The old man stared at his little grandson with warm eyes, and asked teasingly, "Xiao Yuan, this spirit sister is going to Wudang Mountain to cultivate, will you go?" ”

"Wudang Mountain? Is it safe there? The pigtails were confused.

"Safety, it's the safest place in the world, and many displaced people like to run to that kind of famous mountain, because war can't be fought there!"

When Xiao Yuan heard this, he was happy: "Grandpa, since it is so safe there, let's go to Wudang Mountain with Sister Ling!" ”

"Hehe, grandpa is old, Wudang Mountain doesn't accept old bones!"

"Ahh Then I'm not going, I'm going to be with my grandfather. ”

"Good!" The old man touched his little grandson's head and smiled meaningfully.

By the time we finished eating, it was already dark.

A round white moonlight, soft light.

The pigtails sensibly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Lingsuxue helped him wash the dishes together.

The old man took out his pen and ink and spread out the inferior rice paper on the table, and drew it attentively. He sketched out the borders of the countries on his way to Wudang Mountain.

A moment later, Lingxue came quietly.

The old man smiled modestly while depicting: "I don't know if the drawing is completely correct, but the general direction of the border with the country should be well drawn." Anyway, Miss Ling, if you don't understand something when you're in a hurry, just ask the kind people on the way to change it. ”

"Hmm." Ling Suxue looked at the sketchy map on the table.

"You see, we are now in Pingliang of the Later Qin Empire, and we have been going southeast to Weixing County, the junction of the Later Qin and the Eastern Jin Dynasty, entering the northern frontier of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, continuing to the southeast, and when we reach Fang County, we can probably see a towering mountain, Wudang Mountain!" The old man pointed to the map as he explained.

"I didn't expect the old man to be so familiar with the Eastern Jin Dynasty."

"Hehe, when he was young, he was a native of the Jin Kingdom, but the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom was incompetent to protect the country, and divided the vast territory in the northwest of the Jin Kingdom to those troublesome vassal kings. Those vassal kings fought again and again, causing innocent people to be displaced and fleeing in all directions, and finally the old man brought his grandson to the land of peace and happiness in Later Qin, and became a person from another country, alas! The old man's eyes were damp.

Lingsu Xue's eyes showed sympathy.

The old man's old hand wiped the dampness from the corners of his eyes, and continued: "Although I look down on monks and cultivators, to be honest, if the Sixteen Kingdoms continue to fight like this, the old man may send his grandson to Wudang Mountain before he dies. At least, it's far away from the smoke and flames of war, and there is no pain or sorrow! ”

"Uncle, the war is only temporary, and in the future, there will be heroes in the world to make the people live and work in peace and contentment, and they will not be in dire straits!" Lingxue comforted.

The old man smiled coldly: "Miss Ling is so simple, when she was young, she thought that she thought it was similar to you, but time has proved that where there are princes, there will be constant wars." The old man's life is short for a few decades, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for that time. ”

A bleak sadness pervades the cramped hut.

Ling Suxue stopped talking, and stood silently on the side to study the ink.

The pigtails sat on a small wooden stool in the backyard, taking the bright moon in the sky as their imaginary friend, and you and I were giggling and exchanging.

After a long time, the old man finally drew the map. He stretched tiredly: "People are old, they can't stay up all night!" Miss Ling, please take a chance, the old man is going to rest! With that, he dragged his old and stiff body and walked heavily towards a bedroom.

This night, the old man did not sleep on the bed as usual, but opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling for a long time, seemed to see something in the dark air, and whispered: "My wife, son, daughter-in-law, our grandson has fallen." ”

After that, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

And in the other cramped little bedroom of the hut, pigtails and Lingxue slept side by side, and he was so happy and excited that he couldn't sleep all the time, and kept talking about ancient and commonplace myths and legends.

Lingsuxue is from the heavenly realm, and she can't be more familiar with mythology, so she tries to hold her eyelids to show the novelty she heard for the first time.

But soon, the Sleepy Demon took her into her dream.

"Sister Ling! Sister Ling! Are you asleep? The pigtails gently shook the woman next to her, pouting in displeasure.

But sensible, he quickly gave up shaking, looked at the dark air on the ceiling, and said happily to his imaginary friends: "Kittens, dogs, piglets, you see that I am not alone tonight, and I have Sister Ling with me." ”

"Don't rob Sister Ling with me, she's mine!"

"Alas! Sister Ling will be on her way after dawn tomorrow, and I'll be alone again. ”

"But I still have your friends who can't be seen with the naked eye!"

The pigtails spoke to the imaginary friends in the air, and slowly closed their sleepy eyes.

The next day, early in the morning.

With a messy head of hair, the pigtails woke up Ling Suxue, who was still asleep: "Sister Ling, you are leaving today, get up and help me comb my hair!" ”

Lingxue woke up, borrowed the comb without hesitation, and sat up.

"Sister Ling, Xiaohua's mother next door helps her comb her hair every day, and today you also let me feel the feeling of being combed by my mother!" The pigtails sat obediently on the bed, waiting.

Ling Suxue smiled softly, and while removing a pair of headbands on the top of the pigtails, she asked, "You are a boy, why do you want to comb yourself to look like a girl?" ”

"Is a boy's hairstyle different from a girl's?"

"Of course it's different, the boys in your village are not pigtails!"

"But the little flower is a pigtail! I learned it from her mother! ”

"So you learned from her! My sister taught you to comb the boy's hairstyle today, and you will tie it like this in the future, you know? ”

"Good!"

The pigtails jumped out of bed and ran back to the bed with a small uneven bronze mirror.

Ling Suxue taught him while helping him tie it: "First gather all your hair on the top of your head, comb it with a comb, then tie them tightly with a head rope, then tie them into a bun, and finally tie the bun tightly with another head rope, that's it!" ”

"Wow! So handsome! ”

The dignified and immature young man in the bronze mirror grinned happily. (To be continued.) )