At this time, it is midsummer, a few days ago, the mountain was rainy and rainy, the heat since the summer was swept away, the faint green mountains outside the village were a little clearer, the grass and trees were washed clean by the rain, and the fragrance of flowers and grass dew accompanied by the smoke stove fire spread like smoke. The white moon hung in the sky early, with only a few bright stars around him, not like the usual misty, as if waiting for something. From afar, you can hear the beasts and birds singing from time to time, there is incense, there is the moon, there is the noise of spirit animals, this scene is like Danqing Qingshui embedded in the rhythm of all things, wonderful.

This is the most brilliant and beautiful time of the year in Jushan, and the quiet and beautiful summer night is destined to no one to sleep early. At the foot of the mountain, in the courtyard of the Fang family, Fang Jiannan was looking for the daughter Hong buried by his father when he was born in the backyard, her mother died early, and her father and brother drank the Tibetan wine at dinner. Knowing that the wine jar was buried under the pear tree, Fang Jiannan gently turned over the layers of soil with a pickaxe, and the wine jar was not buried deeply, and soon turned out the edge of the jar, and after all the digging was dug up, a pair of plain hands took it out, the jar was not very big, weighed up, and the wine in it was enough for the father and brother to drink tonight.

Fang Jiannan struggled alone to move the wine jar full of dirt to the well in the front yard, and was about to carry water to wash away the mud on the jar, she caught a glimpse of a green image in the distance, because she was in a hurry to clean the wine jar and did not turn her head to look, but felt that the birds were so noisy tonight, "Do you think that there are not enough insects to eat this summer?" She muttered and scooped up the water in her heart, and smiled alone, she was amused by her own naughty thoughts, and her white face was lined with softness in the moonlight.

The summer is hot, but the well water is cool, the well water that is lifted up falls from the scoop like a silver chain of light, slides down along the jar, and after a while, the jar is washed clean, the seventeen-year-old wine in the jar has the cold air of the well water, and when the altar is opened, it exudes a warm and cold fragrance, Fang Jiannan thought that the aroma of wine must be able to arouse the alcohol addiction of his father and brother, and when the father and brother invite the moon to drink, they can hear their father's wild song again.

In this small village at the foot of the mountain, he and his brother sang and danced with bamboo swords, which was the only pastime for the family in the summer. For seventeen years, her life had been uneventful, and she often imagined the anecdotes about the East China Sea that her brother had told her, and she longed that she could be born a few years earlier, so that she could have the same insight as her brother. Whenever they imagined the vast world of flowers outside the residence mountain, the Fang family brothers and sisters felt that this residence mountain was too small and too small.

Fang Jiannan is 17 years old, and the marriage has not yet been promised, and she doesn't know if the life of her peers and children will allow her to realize her dream of traveling the world with her brother. But she knew very well that she absolutely did not want the remaining 100,000 days and nights to continue to repeat her current monotonous life. Every day I open my eyes, sweep the courtyard, prepare the cooking, sew clothes, plant flowers and make wine, and my skillful skills mean that there is nothing new to speak of. Sometimes she didn't want to say a word all day, and she felt infinitely disappointed and pathetic at the thought of tying herself up in the cocoon of Mount Jushan for the rest of her life, and finally dying without a trace. Life should not be spent in waiting and comfort, even if you are born as a daughter, you should live meaningfully for some purpose or for some reason.

Her father Fang Zixiao is a man of both civil and military skills, when he was a teenager, he had made a lot of achievements in the Praetorian Guard, but when he was in his prime, he returned to the field, and took her mother and brother to leave the capital Yong'an to stay at the foot of the mountain.

Fang Zixiao prepared a large enough hall in his courtyard to teach the children in the neighborhood, and sometimes picked up a few children with good muscles and bones to teach a few hands and feet to strengthen the body. When the Fang family came to live in the mountain in the early days, they had circled a few acres of fertile land under the mountain, Fang Zixiao and Fang Dongli did not waste farming, and the family lived without worry. This residence mountain is warm like spring in three seasons a year, only the summer is slightly sultry, the animals and plants on the mountain are full of vitality, the land under the mountain is rich and cultivated, the residence mountain is indeed the mountain as its name, livable and long-lasting.

Probably because of his age, Fang Zixiao seems to be very satisfied with this pastoral life, and always learns the Wei and Jin relics in the book, drinking and singing, and is very free and easy. Fang Dongli has followed his father to practice martial arts since he was a child, and he is engaged in farming on weekdays, and he reads a lot, probably because he followed his father in the army when he was a child.

Fang Jiannan is a daughter's family with a lot of literacy, in recent years, she has gradually read all over her father's collection, although Fang Zixiao does not have a lot of books, but he has a wide range of knowledge, and his father and brother who act freely are infiltrated by her side day by day, she has no shy and timid little daughter attitude, she has the posture of not letting her eyebrows, and her set of swordsmanship is also very good-looking.

Fang Jiannan finished washing the wine jar, and was about to get up to close the gate of the courtyard, the mountain people lived in a simple style, and the courtyard gate was only to prevent wild beasts from disturbing. Walking on the paved stone road in the yard, where the cloth shoes landed and the reflection of Fang Cai's verdant image cast in the moonlight, Fang Jiannan looked up and saw the owner of the shadow under his feet walking straight towards his house with gentle footsteps. When he saw the man, Fang Jiannan felt a pounding movement in his left chest, and his two faces involuntarily burned on fire, in this world...... Is there such a handsome character?

Stunned, Fang Jiannan forgot to continue to close the door, and when he saw the man smiling at him, Fang Jiannan turned sideways shyly and didn't dare to continue looking at him. Immediately, she secretly despised herself in her heart for being unproductive, when did she become so embarrassed? Are you still afraid that you will be abrupt and he will not succeed! As soon as he thought about it, he simply turned around and continued to look at the man.

Whenever fate knocks on the door, it never asks you if you're ready for it. And most of the time, fate comes suddenly, and all we can do is accept and endure. At this time, Fang Jiannan didn't know how earth-shaking her life would change after this night.