47 Childhood
"Miss, Miss here" Qingmei shouted as she stood under the willow tree, and Yun Muxi heard Qingmei's shout as soon as she came out of the cabin.
"Qingmei, wait a long time, let's go back"
, took her arm, and saw Qingmei's mood suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
"Miss, why did you get into the boat just now, Qingmei thought something had happened to Miss"
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"It's okay, it's just a chat with a son"
Mu Xi said lightly.
"That's right, Miss, Qingmei met Miss San just now, Miss San said thank you for saving her, and she also said that you don't have to think about a plan for her, she doesn't need it"
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"Nest"
Mu Xi sighed softly, maybe he had experienced life and death, Yun Qiuluo figured it out!
If you can't catch something, let it go, everyone has their own value.
After a night of fatigue, Mu Xi quickly fell asleep.
The third day after the lantern festival is the wedding banquet, no, the tailor shop, the jewelry shop business is booming, the ladies of each family have come out to buy jewelry clothes, it should be the banquet do not want to be compared.
On this day, Qingmei also plans to go out to buy some jewelry for Mu Xi and come back.
"Miss, Qingmei will go back when she goes"
Ome carries a large basket on her shoulder.
"Slowly, slowly, with such a big basket, how many things are you going to buy"
Mu Xi snatched the shoulder basket in Qingmei's hand, if she hadn't seen the front of Qingmei, she really felt that Qingmei really looked like an aunt who went to the vegetable market.
"Miss, don't you know, the ladies and ladies in the house have gone to buy things, and there are no more high-quality products in the store anymore."
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"You say that if you have money and don't save it, why do you buy those fictitious things, if you want me to say that the ticket in your hand is the most real"
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In Mu Xi's point of view, those gold and silver jewelry, silk and satin will depreciate.
Mu Xi's brain turned, "But there should be inflation in this ancient world, it's safer to replace it with antiques"
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"Why?"
Qingmei thought it was really strange for this young lady to speak.
"Little fool, of course, the older you get, the more valuable you are"
Yun Muxi habitually pinched her face again, the child's face was really fleshy.
Qingmei rubbed her face and pouted, how did Miss develop this habit of pinching her face, "Oh, I almost forgot, the carpenter who gave Miss last time has already done it, and the master asked Qingmei to get it yesterday, I forgot it, fortunately, I remembered it just now"
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"Fang Zheng can't use it, just take it back and put it away, it's usually a good entertainment pastime, go ahead"
Mu Xi yawned, it seems that it is time for a nap, so take a nap first.
This is not to sleep is to fall into the admiration, the stomach is so hungry, these days is to eat, sleep and sleep, let her rest assured that her body is not fat, born is soft and weak, at first not used to it.
As soon as I got out of bed, I noticed that there was something more on the couch, yes.
What she asked Qingmei to do was a guitar, but what she didn't expect was that it was made of sandalwood, what a waste, and a faint aroma, Mu Xi smelled it and was still a little excited in her heart, she had never played such an expensive guitar.
I took it out to tune it first, and then I went out of the room with my guitar in my hand, and found a clean grass and started working.
As soon as Qingmei came out of the kitchen with the food, she heard the sound of sizzling, and saw the young lady sitting under the tree, and she didn't know what she was doing, so she put down the food in her hand and walked over, "Miss, this is"
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"Well, it's just a musical instrument"
, Mu Xi plucked the strings, listened carefully, there used to be a special tuner, but now you can only listen to the tone.
Qingmei squatted down, "Musical instruments!" Well~~~ and the pipa do have three points of resemblance, but the pipa does not have such a big hole"
"Hee-hee, you'll know in a while, go eat first, and sue you when you eat"
Mu Xi stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, and after a while, he finally barely passed the pitch.
Mu Xi realized that Qingmei's child was really curious, and Qingmei was pulled out as soon as she finished eating, and she didn't cringe at the beginning, and completely regarded her as a friend, which Mu Xi was still very pleased with.
"Then I'll just have a random song."
Mu Xi put the guitar on his knees, pressed the frets with his left hand, hooked his lips, and swept his right hand instantly.
"On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that summer is crying loudly. Only butterflies are on the swing by the playground"
At this time, Mu Xi had already stood up and pushed the motionless Qingmei, laughing, and jumping, "Hey! Come together, the teacher's chalk on the blackboard is still desperately chirping and writing, waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school, waiting for the game of childhood ......"
The knowledge that is about to enter autumn is also cheerful, tirelessly using its light and comfortable tune, with the rhythm of the music, knowing, knowing, shouting, joyful and joyful.
After the song is finished, the aftermath of the courtyard is lingering, and it is very cheerful.
"Qingmei This is a 'childhood' for you, may you have a good childhood"
, in fact, Qingmei should have a free and beautiful childhood at the age of fourteen.