"Why don't you follow me in the future?" Looking at Ah Tong's despair, Rong Qingjiu seemed to see himself, and inadvertently, the words came out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rong Qingjiu was stunned, and Ah Tong was also stunned.

Ah Tong said with difficulty, "Really? Little sister, you, do you really want me? ”

Rong Qingjiu wanted to refuse, because even she herself might not be able to live well, the unknown family, the strange world, and the people left behind by the person around her were not sure to be friendly. With such a self as a seven-year-old, what will happen to the end?

However, after all, he gave Ah Tong hope just now, if he refuses now and extinguishes his hope, he will really die.

It's a big deal, in the future, when Ah Tong is stable, I'll find a good place for him.

After a moment of silence, in Ah Tong's increasingly gray eyes, Rong Qingjiu nodded lightly, "If you are not afraid of hardship, tiredness, life and death, then I will allow you to follow me." ”

"Don't be afraid, sister, Ah Tong is not afraid of anything, Ah Tong is only afraid that Ah Tong is the only one left, and that is really terrible." Ah Tong shook his head, and in Rong Qingjiu's nod, fragility receded, leaving only firmness.

"No, it's not scary to be alone, it's scary to be the only person you trust to stab you." Rong Qingjiu looked at Ah Tong and said slowly.

"Nope! Ah Tong will not! ”

"Let's go, it's time to go find the fruit trees." Rong Qingjiu didn't answer and went up the mountain. She will no longer easily believe the oath that is uttered with her mouth.

Rong Qingjiu, who turned his head, didn't see Ah Tong's firm and decisive eyes behind him.

In fact, Ah Tong's heart-to-heart with Rong Qingjiu is both a coincidence and an inevitability.

Rong Qingjiu is young, only three years older than Ah Tong, and because he has lived like that for ten years, he looks almost the same age as Ah Tong. is the first person to throw a goodwill olive branch when Ah Tong's life is so bad, so he will easily move his true feelings and fully agree with Rong Qingjiu. If it was a Rong Qingjiu who was an adult or someone who had a heart for Ah Tong, the ending would not be the same.

The long and narrow mountain road is lined with vegetation, which adds to the chill of autumn. Rong Qingjiu tightened the clothes on his body and slowed down. This body is really weak, but it is tired when I get up early to do something. The rest before can't be relieved at all, and it seems that I will have to exercise more in the future.

Ah Tong behind him caught up, "Sister, are you tired?" ”

"It's okay, we need to hurry. By the way, my name is Rong Qingjiu. Rong Qingjiu took two deep breaths of mountain air and quickened his pace.

Ah Tong silently read it twice, Rong Qingjiu, Rong Qingjiu, it's really nice, "Sister, can I have your surname?" "He doesn't want his old days.

"Well, with my surname, it's called Rong Qingtong." Rong Qing said.

"Thank you, sister! There's a wild fruit grove right in front of you! Ah Tong was like receiving a great reward, and he was extremely happy.

Rong Qingjiu had already smelled the unique aroma of ripe wild fruits, and sped up again to move forward.

Wild fruit trees two or three meters high were displayed in front of Rong Qingjiu, according to the memories of the previous life, this should be a loquat forest?

The yellow fruit exudes an attractive aroma, but it is not the same as the smell of loquat that I smelled in my previous life, and it is not the same size. In the previous life, the loquat was big, sweet and delicious. And the loquat here looks only half the size of the previous life, according to the degree of picking here, it is estimated that it is the same as Ah Tong said, the taste is sour.

In the previous life, the loquat was either a natural evolution of biology, or it was cultivated and planted by humans, and the loquat that grew naturally developed in a good direction. And here, no one cares whether the wild loquat can be made delicious, and this also indirectly helps Rong Qingjiu occupy this fruit forest.

Take out a stone bead from the bag, put it on the slingshot, pull it up, shoot it out, and the loquat falls. The whole set of movements was done in one go, and it was obviously experienced in a hundred battles and extremely skilled.

"My sister's slingshot is really skillful." Ah Tong looked at the whole process in surprise, thinking that the young lady was just buying and playing, but she didn't expect that she was also a master.

This directly made Ah Tong and Rong Qingjiu closer.

"What is this, even the creatures of heaven can be struck down." Thinking of his grandfather's connivance and guidance on his learning slingshot in his previous life, Rong Qingjiu's tone couldn't help but relax a little.

raised his hand and handed it to Ah Tong, and said casually, "In fact, no matter what you learn, if you learn well, you can also do great things." ”

Ah Tong nodded fiercely, "I know, thank you, sister." ”

Rong Qingjiu shook his head, peeled the loquat at will, and stuffed it into his mouth, sweet and sour, not astringent. It's just that the acidity is a bit high, but it's still good for making wine.

"Let's keep walking." After seeing the size of the loquat forest, Rong Qingjiu continued to walk forward.

"Oh, yes, sister." Ah Tong had tears in the corners of his eyes, and he swallowed the sour loquat and followed. This is a loquat that my sister specially beat for him, and he can't spit it out.

The corners of Rong Qingjiu's eyes swept to Ah Tong's slightly painful expression, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously.

Just out of the loquat forest, some pomegranate trees came into view. The pomegranate in front of me is the same as the loquat, much smaller than in the previous life, and all of them look like crooked melons and cracked dates, which are very ugly. It's no wonder that the degree of picking here is even smaller, and there are not even many traces of picking.

The pomegranate tree is not tall, although Rong Qingjiu is short, he also picked the lowest pomegranate, picked up an angular stone on the ground, cut it around the pomegranate, and gently broke it, a few crystal clear pink pomegranate seeds burst out, bounced onto Rong Qingjiu's clothes and rolled back to the ground. Burning in a dark field of earth, fallen leaves and weedy trees.

Pomegranate is a Kyushu fruit that contains a variety of nutrients. Tang "Historical Book" records: Empress Wu Zetian once issued an edict to seal the pomegranate as a 'multi-seeded beauty', and since then the pomegranate has become a tribute to the imperial palace of the past dynasties, which has the meaning of 'reunion of a hundred sons'. And the pomegranate wine made of pomegranate is pure, the color is bright and transparent, sweet and sour, and it is a good thing for beauty and beauty, and it is sought after by women.

Pick up a pomegranate seed and throw it into your mouth, grind your teeth and press it gently, and the juice bursts in your mouth. Different from the sweet and sour of loquat, the sweet and sour of pomegranate is more joyful, and everything is just right.

I didn't expect the pomegranates here to be unbearable on the outside, but the taste of the pomegranate seeds inside is so good, it can almost be compared with the excellent varieties in the previous life.

People always like to look at appearances, and then persistently believe that their eyes see appearances. Just like when I saw these pomegranates before, I couldn't hide my disappointment in my heart, although it was only for a moment, but it did exist.

Rong Qingjiu glanced around, sat down on the spot, and gave half of the pomegranate in his hand to Ah Tong, this delicate body really couldn't move.

Not far away, on a dense old tree, a pair of eyes were staring at this place tightly, full of vigilance.