The morning of early spring is extraordinarily clear, extraordinarily cold, and with the cold of winter, only the warmth in the quilt is the most unbearable.

Zhou Yi stretched out half of his head, feeling the cold that seeped into the room, pulled the quilt again, retracted his head, and continued to sleep comfortably in the warmth.

It's the best time to sleep.

The three dogs climbed onto the bed and climbed into Zhou Yi's bed, with their own body temperature and soft fur, and felt better comfort in snuggling with each other.

At this time, even the dog wants to sleep in.

The muscles in the dogs' mouths have relaxed, and they are sleeping peacefully, with a faint smile.

"Click-"

The bedroom door lock was opened.

Zhou Xiaohua's eyes narrowed, and she continued to sleep in Zhou Yi's squeaky nest.

Zhou Xiaohuang's huge dog body didn't move, only raised his head, saw a small radish that "rolled" in, and put his head down again, continuing its lazy sleep.

Zhou Xiaohei also raised his head.

With far more vigilance and clarity in his eyes than the other two dogs, he looked at the little radish head that slipped in, and the big black but slender dog body moved out of the bed lightly, jumped out of bed, dodged the grasp of the small round ball, and the head was lightly topped, and the ball staggered.

The tender villain was not distressed, glanced at Zhou Xiaohei, looked at his dexterous limbs, felt that he couldn't hold it, and thought about his "mission", and looked at the bed again.

He looked at the one man and two dogs who had fallen asleep, and there was a hint of joy in his bright eyes, which was the joy of all the children before they played pranks.

The villain walked forward lightly, still holding a watercolor pen in his hand.

At this time, four girls walked in, all of whom were Zhou Yi's blood sisters. The eldest one is called Zhou Ting, the cousin of the second uncle's family; followed by Zhou Rong, a round-faced girl and a cousin of the second uncle's family; is a younger one, a cute girl with a round face and a watermelon head, who is the cousin of the third uncle's family, named Zhou Ying; And the youngest one is the cousin of my aunt's family, Que Xiaomeng.

The four girls looked at the little boy with a watercolor pen who slowly climbed into bed, and they all covered their mouths and snickered.

Zhou Xiaohei couldn't bear to see his master's "miserable appearance", so he pulled his claws and gently covered his eyes.

Zhou Ying looked at Zhou Xiaohei's cute appearance, "poof-" and laughed out loud, and immediately covered her mouth when she saw the eyes of several other sisters.

She squatted down, gently stroked the fur on Zhou Xiaohei's head and neck, and slowly pulled away a pair of claws that Zhou Xiaohei was blocking in front of her, carefully touching Zhou Xiaohei's dog paws, as if she was touching something new.

Zhou Xiaohei has been in the Zhou family for a short period of time, and he is already familiar with everyone in the Zhou family.

He habitually put his head on the lap of his sister of the Zhou family, enjoying her "love-caressing".

Girls love pets. They are always loving, and love can always overflow for the creatures around them to feel.

Soon, Xiao Hei became the favorite of the four girls, and even the little brother-brother prank was temporarily forgotten.

Zhou Yi was half-asleep, and he always felt that his face was wet, as if something had crossed it.

With a wave of his hand, he touched a slender and cold hard object, and when his eyes opened, he saw the innocent eyes of his little cousin holding a watercolor pencil, and the whole person immediately came to his senses.

He touched his face, looked at the cloudy multicolored water hanging on his hand, sighed in his heart, looked at his three or four-year-old little cousin, wanted to be angry, and finally could only turn into a helpless sigh......

The four sisters looked at Zhou Yi's wrinkled, sad face, and smiled one by one.

"Okay—didn't you instruct ?!!?" Zhou Yi feigned anger.

He looked at Zhou Xiaohei lying on his cousin's lap, and his face was full of unhappiness.

"Zhou Xiaohei, why don't you say hello when you see people?!!"

The black dog listened to Zhou Yi's voice, felt the not very pleasant tone, the muscles that had been completely relaxed trembled suddenly, jumped up, listened to Zhou Yi's instructions, and threw himself on Zhou Ying, who was not squatting, to the ground.

With its red tongue with fishy sticky saliva, it greeted Zhou Ying "hard", and its violently shaking tail was a grand welcome.

Zhou Ying restrained the black dog that was smacking at her face, and it was easy to stand up, and she couldn't bear to teach Xiao Hei a lesson, so she could only give Zhou Yi a "vicious" look and run to the bathroom.

The other three sisters laughed and ran away.

Zhou Yi lifted the quilt with a depressed face and walked to the bathroom, but he didn't want to, he was running into a few aunts who came to see the excitement.

Zhou Yi looked at the "thief smile" on their faces, and knew that he was blaming the wrong person, it turned out that these elders were playing a prank to fool the children under their childlike innocence.

"Why are you up now? I'm going to call you! "The little sister-in-law strikes first.

"Huh-Zhou Yi, what's on your face?" The sister-in-law pretended to be curious and said, "The painting is so beautiful, aren't you going to find your daughter-in-law?" ”

"You wicked people...... I knew ...... "For a few innocent elders, Zhou Yi really can't do anything."

"Oh, we're kind enough to let the instrument wake you up......," the sister-in-law shouted with a smile.

Zhou Yike didn't want to be ridiculed by a few aunts anymore, so he ran straight to the toilet......

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Qingming is the time to worship ancestors.

In the early morning of this day, everyone should go to the old house and worship in the ancestral land.

When the relatives and elders saw that Zhou Yi was asleep and didn't get up, they came up with a prank and called Zhou Yi up.

In the early spring of the mountain, the ice and snow have long melted, the air is still cold, even with the green of the mountain, it is the cold tone, which makes people sober and clear.

The eyes are full of green, giving people endless refreshment, with the steepness of early spring, leading everyone of the Zhou family to circle to the familiar and gradually unfamiliar place on the mountain.

The farther up the mountain, the cold mountain is gradually fascinated by water vapor and enveloped by water mist, like a faint veil, substituting everything clear in the mountains into an unknown mystery.

It's still the sound of rumbling water.

A jade belt, with irreparable momentum, with life and vitality, smashed into a pool of clear water, splashing, mist, water vapor rising, in the spring warmer sunshine, slowly faint out of the rainbow color, in the child's bright and pure eyes, reflecting a piece of memory of beauty.

The ramp on the side of the waterfall has been spread out with fine sand and gravel, and the smooth and abrupt sharp stones are no longer smooth.

At the end of the ramp, the dark deep hole gradually emerged with some clouds, like the mansion of a fairy.

It wasn't clouds, it was a hot mist of cold air that had been processed by geothermal energy.

In summer, the cave is cool and clear, but in winter, this natural creation is abnormally hot, bringing a rare warmth to this heaven and earth.

As the crowd walked through the cave, a ray of light suddenly shone open, and the lake was wide and the sky was wide.

The old house has long been razed to the ground, and what has risen is a wooden and stone house.

Far from the time when the house was built, you can only see the bluestone and mud on the already flat foundation and the base layer.

At one end of the house, more than a dozen acres of land, like the surroundings, do not emerge a few buds in the withered yellow patch, but in the tender green, one after another, a whole piece of pink pale flowers!

No one knows that in this cold and cold early spring, the early spring exclusive to plums, this peach blossom is so open, and it is so warm!

In the light mist, under the light sprinkle of smoke, in a pure black land, on the shore of a clear lake, nearly a thousand peach trees, in this lonely valley, quietly opened.

No need to be appreciated, no butterfly dance, no bee noise, she is so quietly open, so warm, so intense, for the cold of early spring, add the greatest excitement and color in the world!

Everyone was shocked by this sudden peach blossom.

It's not that they haven't seen peach blossoms, but they have never seen such a "huge" piece of peach blossoms, which can be so quiet and peaceful, not attracting bees and butterflies, just for this pool of mountains and rivers, a pot of heaven and earth.

A big surprise bloomed in the laughter of the girls.

But they don't fold the most beautiful peach blossoms like in the past, stay on their heads, and add beauty to themselves.

In fact, this pink petals, this crystal petal with dewdrops, this pure peach blossom in early spring, people can't bear to disturb and hurt this beauty in the slightest.

Everyone walked quietly under the peach forest, and left quietly, leaving only a feeling and memory that only they knew.

Including the youngest cousin who didn't understand anything, including Zhou Yi, they all walked by quietly, silently appreciating the beauty that they understood or didn't understand, this beauty that is worth cherishing forever.

After the address of the old house, continue to climb back, it is a "gentle" mountain, a mountain that belongs to bamboo alone.

The vigorous bamboo, with gusts of wind passing by, flowed out more and more pure music, embellishing the last note and the last piece of verdant for the stillness of the peach forest.

"Yi Yanzi, your peach trees are planted well!" Uncle walked beside him, and the old voice sighed.

He is more than 20 years older than Zhou's father, and he can be regarded as the head of the entire Zhou family.

Uncle Zhou sighed and went to the depths of the bamboo woodland, and soon saw an open field.

A piece of sky light rushed down in the place where the green bamboo was filled, illuminating the surrounding light, dispelling the faint green shadow.

What I saw in front of me was not the weeds that everyone thought, except for the few bulging earthen bags and the stone tablets erected one by one, there were only a few laurel trees that were not too big and were far from being able to shade and enjoy the shade.

"Zhou Yi, you planted this, right?" Uncle looked at the tree. Years of experience, it is easy for him to recognize this as a laurel tree.

"I have to come back, and your grandfather and they have someone to take care of." Uncle sighed, "When I die in the future, you have to plant an osmanthus tree for me......"

"It's just you...... In the old age, talk about these things...... "The son of the uncle's family, Zhou Yi's cousin, looked at his father's old spirit, and couldn't help interrupting, "Zhou Yi, don't pay attention to him." ”

The uncle still smiled and didn't say anything more.

After being baptized by the lonely peach forest, and then feeling the bleak and silent atmosphere, the red firecrackers in everyone's hands are a little dazzling.

The blazing firecrackers with a piercing firelight, in the loneliness of this early spring, exploded fiercely, as if they were going to explode a good year......

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