For the next few days, her father and mother did not show up, and Mingxi mustered up the courage to look for them, but was stopped by the bearded uncle who was guarding the courtyard gate.

Another uncle next to him interjected: "Let the young master go in and have a look, otherwise how will we know if the master is inside." ”

Uncle Beard groaned and got out of the way.

The courtyard was frighteningly quiet, and Mingxi could only hear her own breathing. The plantain leaves were still lying in puddles, the edges of the leaves had dried and curled, and a few fresh cobwebs hung from the porch.

A cold wind blew, and the plantains in the courtyard shook twice. She was a little scared, so she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, spread her feet, ran to the front of the main house in three steps and two steps, and knocked on the door desperately: "Dad, mother, open the door quickly!" ”

Neither her father nor her mother answered her.

Looking at the closed door, a sour feeling suddenly welled up in Mingxi's chest, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"I hate it, you all hate it, I quarrel every day, I hate it. What else do you say that when I have a little brother, my mother won't be angry, lie to me, lie to me. You guys will quarrel in there for the rest of your life, there is no little brother, and no one wants me, so I won't get along with you. ”

After yelling, she sobbed and turned to walk out of the courtyard. Just let them quarrel, she thought sadly, she could live well without them.

"Xi'er." Daddy's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

She turned her head in surprise to see her father standing on the porch with a haggard expression, his bloodshot eyes staring at her tenderly.

He had a few strands of snow-white hair on his forehead and temples, and a ring of bits and pieces of beard on his chin, which looked like he was seriously ill.

Mingxi finally couldn't help crying and stretched out his hands towards him.

Dad picked up Mingxi, watched her cry dotingly, and kept wiping her tears.

I don't know how long she cried, her tears became less and less, and she had no motivation to cry, so she had to whine quietly while looking for a reason to continue crying in her heart.

Dad stretched out his hand to wipe the eyes from the corners of her eyes for her, and smiled reluctantly: "My little princess, is there nothing to cry about?" ”

Embarrassed, she buried her head in her father's hair, and looked at the few strands of gray hair carefully.

"Dad, what's wrong with my mother? What about the little brother? ”

Hearing this, her father hugged her tighter: "Xi'er, my mother is angry with my father, and I took my little brother out of the house." ”

Mingxi's chest ached: "Where did my mother and little brother go?" ”

Dad hugged Mingxi and walked outside, the smile on his face became more and more ethereal: "They went to a very beautiful place, where there was a small house built on the mountain, and a small stream passed under the mountain. Your mother and little brother waited for Dad to come to them with a bouquet of flowers. ”

"And when is Daddy going to find them?"

Dad put away his hard smile and slowly turned his head to stare at the courtyard behind him: "Wait, when your motherly anger is gone, Dad will definitely go to them." ”

Mingxi's tears burst out uncontrollably, she didn't understand why her mother always had to be angry with her father, how good her father was.

"My baby, don't cry, you're crying so much that Daddy's heart breaks." Dad wiped her tears in distress.

Maybe it was because she had too many tears, and Daddy finally stopped wiping her tears, but hugged her tightly and walked out of the yard.

When several uncles at the door saw their father, they bowed their heads and said, "Master." ”

"Heartless," said Dad to Uncle Bearded, "lock the yard, and no one will be allowed to enter it in the future." ”

"Yes, master."

Back in her yard, Mingxi was still crying.

"Xi'er, there's still Daddy, there's Daddy."

Before she fell asleep, she heard her father whisper.

When I woke up in the afternoon, the sun was already in the west.

Dad was sitting at the desk, reading a book earnestly.

The scum of his beard was gone, and his messy hair was neatly combed. But those strands of gray hair still dotted his cheeks. But dad is daddy, even with gray hair, he is stunningly beautiful, and even more elegant.

"Xi'er, are you awake?" Sensing that she was awake, Dad put down the book, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face, "Dad will take you to see a good thing." ”

Dad led Mingxi, who was pouting, to the west courtyard.

"What's there to see here." Mingxi's mood was not very good, and his tone was naturally not good.

Dad laughed and snorted: "Xi'er, my little fairy, you will definitely like it, I don't believe you look up." ”

Mingxi looked up at the sky in confusion and was stunned.

In the blue sky, a large number of colorful petals were fluttering towards her.

After a while, all kinds of petals with a sweet smell fell beside her. Petals as thin as cicada wings shine brightly in the sun.

The rain of flowers was so heavy that soon the petals of the flowers covered the instep of her feet, covering the pear blossoms in the garden without stopping.

"It's really under the gods, it's really under the gods—"

She finally came to her senses, laughing excitedly, screaming, rolling on the thick flower bed, and running happily in this dreamlike world. Laughing drunk spring breeze, laughing foolish sunshine.

"Run, my little princess, my precious daughter, you are the happiest fairy in the world, you can get you whatever you want." Dad stood in the dense rain of flowers and smiled happily.

She is the happiest little princess, she has a unique magical flower rain, the most powerful daddy. Except for worrying about her father and mother, she didn't have any worries.

Mingxi eats well, grows fast, and is almost as tall as her father.

Dad said that the girl would stay at home when she grew up, so he hadn't taken her to the council chamber for a long time, and wouldn't let her go out.

Many times she had to stay in the backyard by herself, bored watching the maidservants embroider, or go to the lake alone to feed the fish.

Mingxi's hair is very long, and when she sits on a stone by the lake, her hair can hang down into the water, spreading gracefully in the water, like a handful of happy aquatic plants.

The dew on the lotus leaves is very attractive, every morning there will be a layer of milky white mist on the surface of the lake, and when the morning fog gradually recedes, there will be miraculous small dewdrops on the lotus leaves. As soon as the morning breeze blows, it trembles on the lotus leaves, like the tears left by the moon in the night.

One morning, a newly-haired lotus leaf grew very close to the shore of the lake, and a large pale teardrop flashed on it. As soon as Mingxi's mind moved, he cautiously stretched out his hand and probed towards the lotus leaf. Suddenly, someone next to him persuaded: "Young master, my subordinates will pick it for you, don't fall." ”

She turned her head to see that there was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes kneeling in front of her, his face did not have any expression, looking at the clothes, it should be the guard in the front yard of her house.

"Okay." She obediently withdrew her hand.

He rolled up his trouser legs, walked to the lake, bent down and picked off the lotus leaf, turned around and handed it to Mingxi.

Mingxi saw that the dewdrops on the lotus leaves had been removed by him, and he couldn't help but sour his nose: "People want the dewdrops on the lotus leaves." ”

He was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Don't worry, I'll pick another one for you." As he spoke, he threw his sword at his waist into the grass and flew lightly towards the middle of the lake. When he reached the top of the lotus leaf bush, he grabbed a lotus leaf in his hand with a light spin and flew back.

Mingxi hurriedly greeted him and looked at the lotus leaf in his hand in surprise.

He panted, carefully held the lotus leaf, and held the dew that was trembling violently to Mingxi's eyes: "How do you want to play?" ”

"I'm going to drink." Mingxi pursed her lips.

"Okay." He brought the lotus leaf to Mingxi's mouth. She carefully stretched out her lips, took the edge of the lotus leaf in her mouth, and sucked the dew into her mouth with a "hiss".

The cool dew with the fragrance of lotus leaves rolled from Mingxi's mouth into her stomach. Suddenly, there was an indescribable wonderful feeling in the internal organs, which was very pleasant.

Mingxi smacked his lips: "The dew drops are so delicious." What is your name? Daddy won't let the male guards into the backyard, so you snuck in. You've been hiding behind the door and watching me for the past few days, I know that. ”

"Young master, my name is Siyu."

"Will you come back tomorrow?"

"Come on."

From that day on, they met every morning by the lake. He still doesn't talk much, and he doesn't laugh. But whenever Mingxi secretly brought him a snack, he would grin at her hard.

He still picks lotus leaves for Mingxi, but as the weather gets hotter, the dew on the lotus leaves exists for less and less time.

"Look, the dewdrops are gone again." Mingxi said regretfully.

"Young master, there is a lotus leaf hairpin on the market now, which is inlaid with dewdrops, you like dewdrops so much, I will bring you one tomorrow."

Mingxi happily turned around and hugged his neck, and said, "Okay, I'll be here early tomorrow." ”

His face was as red as ripe dried shrimp.

"Well, you're blushing and feeling uncomfortable?" Mingxi asked.

"It's hot, it's hot." He bowed his head and replied hesitantly.

Early the next morning, there was continuous thunder outside the house and heavy rain. Mingxi thought about the agreement with Siyu, and fidgeted on the small table. Will he be stupidly waiting for her by the lake? He will, he's a little fool.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the window: "Young master, open the window quickly." ”

Mingxi was overjoyed and quickly ran over to open the window. Siyu climbed in through the window with a body of water.

Mingxi closed the window and quickly opened the cabinet to find a towel.

"Young master," he pulled her shoulders and took out a lotus leaf hairpin from his bosom as if offering a treasure, "give it to you." ”

Mingxi took the hairpin that still carried his body temperature, and was so happy that he was almost speechless.

The workmanship of the hairpin is very rough, the color is old-fashioned, and the dew on it is dull. But she liked it very much, because it was given to her by Siyu.

"Siyu," she leaned in and kissed his rainy face, then walked over to the dresser and sat down, "help me put it on." ”

"I, no." He whispered, "I can't stay long. ”

"It's fine. Daddy, they're all out, and no one will come. ”

"Oh." He took off his dripping shirt and soaked shoes, threw them in the corner of the house, and walked slowly over to take the lotus hairpin and comb.

Mingxi pulled off the original hairpin on his head, and his long hair immediately poured down and hung down on the snow-white fox fur blanket under him.

Siyu really didn't know how to tie his hair, he grabbed Mingxi's hair and walked around clumsily for a long time, but he didn't get any shape.

Finally, sweating profusely, he said, "It's all right." ”

Mingxi felt that she was in a mess of bird's nest in the bronze mirror, and there was a hairpin on top of the bird's nest.

But as long as it is made by Siyu, even if it is a bird's nest, it is very beautiful.

"I don't think it's been done." He said awkwardly.

"No, it's very good, it's great." She turned around, plunged into his strong chest, and hugged his waist, "Siyu, you are the second best-looking person I have ever seen, combing his hair." ”

He turned his head to stare at Mingxi's dressing box with a red face, and clumsily hugged her shoulder: "Who is the person who looks the best in combing his hair?" ”

"It's my dad, but it's a pity that my dad rarely combs my hair now." Mingxi lowered his head and gently stroked a deep scar on his chest with his hand, "Siyu, marry me, marry me, give me a curl of hair every day." ”

He looked at the dresser, his eyes glazed.

Mingxi stretched out his hand and turned his face towards her: "You marry me, anyway, I will rely on you." ”

He pursed his lips, his eyes flickering: "Mother-in-law, I decided to marry you a long time ago, don't you understand?" ”

Mingxi's heart beat wildly: "Really? You call me mother-in-law? ”

He nodded, and with a strong force, he hugged Mingxi and fell on the fox fur blanket.

The sound of the rain hitting the tiles and the sound of banana leaves swaying in the rain lingered in my ears.

Shrunk into Siyu's sturdy arms, she didn't want to move.

His face was as red as fireworks in the night.

He blinked, suddenly gritted his teeth, reached out to hook Mingxi's waist, and carried her to the bed. Her whole body was close to his hot chest, and her heart was like a fawn.

"What are we going to do?"

He looked at Ming Xi seriously, and his forehead was overflowing with dense beads of sweat: "Raw rice is cooked and cooked." ”

"And then eat?"

"And then you belong to me completely."

……

Mingxi lay on his chest, dangling his two feet, curiously pulling his green beard.

He rested his arms and stared thoughtfully at the gauze tent, his expression slightly heavy.

Suddenly, he grabbed her shoulder and rolled to the side, and said angrily: "Try again, I don't believe it won't work this time." ”

Mingxi hurriedly wrapped himself tightly in the quilt: "Don't, it hurts, you better figure out how to do it again." ”

He cleaned up, turned around and printed a kiss on Mingxi's back: "Wait for me for three days, and then we will cook it every day." ”

Watching his jumping figure disappear at the window, Mingxi's emptiness seemed to be missing. She really wanted to see him all the time, she wanted to be with him, she felt that she couldn't live without him in her life. (To be continued.) )