Song Yuan threw away the branch in his hand, looked at Coke and said, "It's time for you to sleep, go to sleep in the carriage." ”

At the bottom of the carriage was a quilt taken from another carriage, and the low table was removed and a soft layer was padded.

Qingjiang coaxed Coke to sleep, got out of the carriage again, looked at the night in the mountains, thought of where to go, looked at the darkness but didn't know which way to go.

Song Yuan looked at her by the fire and smiled, there were Xiao Jiu and the bell by the carriage, Liu Wu went to sleep by herself, and there were two of Song Yuan's subordinates keeping vigil in the distance, she hesitated for a moment, but still walked to his side.

Song Yuan was still a little surprised, he thought she wouldn't pay attention to him. He watched Qingjiang walk to the fire and sit down, his face swaying under the firelight.

She has hardly changed over the years, except for the completely different temperament and actions, those small movements, liking to make people's minds, and the feeling of laughing, are all the same as before.

"Your story is wonderful," he said.

Qingjiang stared at the fire and corrected: "It's not a story, that's a fact, oh, except for the last one." ”

You've got someone on your back.

She still loves to assert herself. The firelight imprinted Qingjiang's eyes, and they were moist and clear.

She knew that Song Yuan was looking at herself, her eyes were sharp and undisguised, she couldn't avoid it, she could only act as if she didn't feel it.

Song Yuan said: "Let's go around the White Horse Temple tomorrow, I need to find Fang Yuan." Qingjiang looked up at a full moon in the sky, and suddenly remembered that it was already fifteen.

"Then go."

"Are you okay?"

Qingjiang looked up at him very strangely, as if asking what it had to do with it?

She spent the night in a carriage for the first time, and woke up the next day feeling like she was going to fall apart. But they had to keep going, and they were going up, up the rough mountain road to the top of the mountain.

"Uncle, where are we going?"

Song Yuan replied: "There is a temple on the top of the mountain, we have to go up the mountain, I have some things to solve." ”

Cola looked at him obediently and asked with concern: "Uncle, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Qingjiang found that his eyes were blue, and there was not much light in his eyes, and his face was pale, as if he had been lying ill when he went to him. She sat up, lifted the curtain and was about to call Xiao Jiu, Song Yuan saw her intention and said loudly.

"I'm fine, just pay attention, I'll sleep for a while, you talk, the wheels are too noisy and I can't sleep."

How could Qingjiang refuse a patient's request, not to mention that he gave them the carriage last night, and he and his men sat by the fire all night.

"Cola, tell your uncle a story."

So Cola cleared her throat and spoke.

"A long, long time ago, there was a girl, everyone called her Cinderella, she didn't have beautiful clothes, beautiful shoes, one day she met a prince, the prince was very rich and married her, but then the prince wanted to take a concubine again, Cinderella took the prince's money and ran away, and used that money to make money, and finally had a lot of money, she didn't like the prince anymore, she had everything, so more people liked her."

Xiao Jiu rode by, and felt that Coke's joyful tone was full of malice, master, you have to take care.

Song Yuan leaned on the carriage, the corners of his mouth raised, even if the road was bumpy and swaying, he sat steadily, lazy and comfortable, he just had such a kind of magic, not to mention turning decay into magic, but also making people consciously follow him and forget everything in front of him.

"Mom, is my uncle asleep?" Coke leaned into Qingjiang's ear and asked in a low voice.

Qing Jiang pinched his cheek and didn't speak, looking at Song Yuan, who also opened his eyes and looked at her at this time.

Is it really good for you to tell a story like that to your child?

What's not to do, my children are in charge.

Song Yuan knocked his eyelids again, and Qingjiang said to Coke: "This story is not good, then mother will tell you another story." ”

Coke pricked up his ears, he liked his mother's story the most, although Aunt Su also liked it, but Mama Li didn't like it, saying that it would teach bad children.

"Once upon a time......

"Mom, why is it that every story is a long, long time ago?"

Qingjiang didn't expect Coke to interrupt him, and asked such a question that she had never thought about.

"Probably because...... It used to be so long, so long that people forgot about it. ”

Coke didn't understand, and Qingjiang didn't understand what she was saying, so she cleared her throat and continued to tell the story.

"Once upon a time, there lived a fisherman and his wife on the seashore, and they went to the sea every day to fish, but the fisherman had no money, nothing, and his wife thought he was cowardly and looked down on him. One day they went to the beach and caught a goldfish, and they discussed taking it to the market and selling it for a good price, and then the goldfish said, 'Don't sell me, I can make you three wishes', and the fisherman was surprised that the fish had aura, and was about to put it away, and the fisherman's wife made a wish, and said, 'Let's make a new one in our house', and they put the goldfish, and when they came home, the basin was as good as new, and the fisherman's wife was not satisfied, and she asked the fisherman to find the goldfish, and they wanted a house with a big yard......"

Cola hurriedly said, "Did the fisherman find the goldfish?" ”

"The fisherman came to the beach and said, 'Goldfish, goldfish, my wife wants a house with a yard,' and when the fisherman came home, their broken hut had become a three-room tiled house, and his wife was laughing happily in the yard. A few days later, his wife said, 'Go to the goldfish, tell it, I'm going to be the queen,' and the fisherman went to the goldfish, 'Goldfish, goldfish, my wife wants to be the queen.'" ”

"Did the goldfish agree?"

Qingjiang smiled, he was really a child, and he had to ask for a result at a critical moment. She glanced at Song Yuan, who was breathing long breathing against the carriage, not knowing whether he was asleep or not.

When the fisherman returned to his house, he found that it had been transformed into a palace of gold, with his wife sitting in the great hall and servant maids serving. After a long time, the fisherman's wife was already dressed in gorgeous clothes and put on her crown, and she was a queen, and she called the fisherman and said, 'Go to the goldfish again, and you tell it, I want to unify the world', and the fisherman was very surprised, but he still went to the beach to find the goldfish, and he was very sad, and he said, 'Goldfish, goldfish, my wife, she wants to unify the world', and the goldfish swam out of the sea and said to the fisherman, 'I only made three wishes to you, and now you have used up all three wishes, and she is not greedy enough to swallow the elephant, and has been duly punished, go back!'"

’。 ”

Qingjiang looked at Coke and didn't go on. Cola was anxious, grabbed her hand and asked, "Mom, what's next?" ”

"When the fisherman came home, it was still his broken hut, and his wife was standing in front of it with a broken wooden basin."

"Ahh Cola exclaimed, "It's all gone, they're so pathetic." ”

"Pathetic? You're wrong, everything is like a dream, it's all something that shouldn't belong to her, she is greedy for more, so in the end it's like a dream, and it turns into smoke and drifts away. ”

After speaking, she felt as if she was a little profound, and then pinched his face and said, "You are still young now, and you will understand when you are older in the future." ”

Coke's eyes were shining, as if they contained a puddle of clear water.

"I know that it's 'if you can't ask for it, you won't regret it.'"

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