Chapter Thirty-Seven: Flowers Can Be Folded Straight
The sky is clear and cloudless, the beautiful mountains and rivers along the White River welcome the sun, and there are a little cicadas among the willows on the causeway.
Nanyang City is in chaos, most of the residents have migrated to other places for refuge, and the remaining people who have not left are also closed to the door of their houses, not easy to go out, resulting in the original summer and cool Baihe embankment is empty, and even the shops along the river are closed.
Xu Buling led the wind-chasing horse, walked in the small market by the river, and walked without any destination, just casually telling various stories in his memory.
Although he has memories of later generations, Xu Buling is not specialized in this way, and he does not remember much; After talking about "The White Lady", "A Chinese Ghost Story", "Liang Zhu" and other familiar ones, there is really no stock, so I can only start talking about the deleted version of the Golden Bottle Plum.
Cui Xiaowan sat on the big black horse, listening with great wisdom as always. It's just a cut version of things, it's all about the essence and the minority, and it definitely doesn't sound interesting.
Cui Xiaowan listened carefully for a moment, then jumped off the horse, took off the oil-paper umbrella from the side of the horse and opened it, giving Xu Buling a shade, and said not very satisfied:
"Why do you keep saying, 'Put down the veil' and you'll be the next time? There are also women who seduce good families, don't touch their hands, just talk flatteringly, and point to the end, and talk about the Ximen officials like gentlemen who are 'affectionate and courteous', so fake......"
Xu Buling chuckled: "It's not suitable for children, some things can't be elegant, and it's not good to say it." β
Cui Xiaowan walked slowly with a small umbrella and said seriously: "I am older than you, one year younger than the queen mother, and I am already married." The queen mother can hear it, but I can't hear it? Are you still afraid that I will not be able to learn badly? β
Can this be the same, Xiang'er is my daughter-in-law......
Xu Buling definitely didn't want to talk about the interesting things in the room in front of Cui Xiaowan, so he could only make a haha and continue to talk about the dry golden bottle.
When Cui Xiaowan saw this, she could only listen, after all, no matter how dry she was, it was better to listen to some than not.
The two of them walked on the riverside, from the east end of the White River Causeway to the west end, although the flowers and willows are beautiful, but the real interesting thing is only the people in front of them.
I watched the sun rise overhead and set on the other side.
Xu Buling's mouth was dry, but he still didn't mean to get bored, and told the story seriously.
Cui Xiaowan kept staring at Xu Buling's side face, her eyes were pure and thorough, and she seemed to be able to see the inside through the surface. Her mind turned to her, and she didn't know what she remembered, so she looked at the willow tree by the river, and said inexplicably:
"Why doesn't there be a hornet's nest?"
Xu Buling didn't know why: "What are you looking for a hornet's nest?" β
Cui Xiaowan thought for a while: "Last time, we went to the grave together, and I bumped into the hornet's nest being chased around, which felt quite interesting." β
"What? Do you want to poke another one? β
Cui Xiaowan thought about it, but unfortunately she didn't. She let out a rare sigh, turned around and took the small basket from the wind chasing horse, and took out the napkins and snacks from it:
"I'm tired of walking, let's rest for a while."
Xu Buling came out to play with him today, so he naturally didn't refuse, sat down on the lawn, took a sip of water, and continued to tell the story.
Cui Xiaowan sat at the other end of the cloth, took out a few snacks from the small basket, and placed them neatly on the cloth; Sitting on a straw mat, it may be that it is inconvenient to sit in a long skirt, and the thin skirt is pulled up a little, revealing small embroidered shoes and white feet.
Under the summer sun, the ankles and legs are almost transparent, and the embroidered shoes fit perfectly, drawing perfect lines from the toes to the ankles, which looks more delicious than the taste of the snacks.
Xu Buling blinked, ate snacks with water, and didn't look at it.
It's just that it's summer, the weather is a little hot, and after just walking a lot, it's even hotter after sitting down.
Cui Xiaowan sat for a while, and found that she didn't have a fan, so she pulled up her long skirt a little more and sat side by side.
In the summer, they all wore single skirts, half of which had thin pants; But Cui Xiaowan and Xiao Xiang'er have lived together for so long, and they have also learned from Zhongli's master and apprentice, and changed into more cool and comfortable ultra-short safety pants.
At this time, he pulled the skirt down to the knees, and sat in front of him like this, with an unobstructed view of the underskirt......
Xu Buling sat directly opposite, and this angle was a bit inappropriate to be honest. He casually told the story, and his eyes swept over subconsciously...... White...... The fabric is also embroidered with peach petals...... The small crescent moon on the steamed bun......
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Although he was close at the touch of a button, he quickly turned away from his unintentional gaze, but the person sitting opposite him was not a stupid white sweet.
Cui Xiaowan took a small bite of the pastry, kept looking at Xu Buling intently, and listened carefully. After noticing that his expression and eyes were slightly wrong, he looked down, brought his legs together a little, and asked in a crisp voice:
"What are you looking at?"
Xu Buling blinked, took the water bladder and took a sip: "The weather is very hot." β
Cui Xiaowan saw that Xu Buling pretended to be stupid, and was silent: "That's it, I'll just treat you as if you saw it unintentionally, I don't blame you." Don't mess around anymore. β
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Xu Buling had no intention of seeing it, sighed, and looked away.
Seeing this, Cui Xiaowan pursed her lips and smiled, thought about it, took off the small mahogany plaque on her waist, and began to engrave 'δΈ ' on it.
Xu Buling turned his head and accidentally glanced at the following again:
"Miss Cui, what do you remember when you carved this thing?"
Cui Xiaowan didn't look up, just turned around and turned her legs away: "Remember something interesting." "Then 'δΈ ' becomes 'down'.
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Xu Buling spread his hand lightly, he really couldn't understand Cui Xiaowan's brain circuit, so he had to let her go at the moment.
The day is short.
Soon the sun was on the top of a mountain in the west, and it was time to return to the ship.
Cui Xiaowan sat on the horse again, and was led back by Xu Buling; She easily broke off the flower branch from the side of the road, made a wreath, put it on the top of her head, and made another one for Xu Buling.
Xu Buling led the horse and walked slowly, seeing this scene, he was a little funny: "Don't you like to raise flowers, why do you still do things like destroying flowers with spicy hands?" β
Cui Xiaowan didn't care, and carefully knitted a wreath:
"Didn't you say, 'There are flowers that can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches'."
Xu Buling looked back and chuckled:
"Yes, you have to cherish the time in front of you. In fact, such days are quite comfortable, I have nothing to do when I come out every day, take a walk and see that the day has passed, and I am at peace with what happens, and I don't have to think about anything......"
"I used to let you stay in the Peach Blossom Sea, and you can live such a day every day, who let you run out."
"I have a daughter-in-law, and it's so chaotic outside, how can I stay in Peach Blossom Valley and tell stories every day. It is estimated that after the battle is over, you can live such a day every day. β
Cui Xiaowan nodded and handed the wreath to Xu Buling: "Then hurry up and finish it." Gather more and leave less, the queen mother misses you every day, I feel distressed when I look at it, and I always think that you will come back to accompany the queen mother more. β
Xu Buling pondered: "Are you thinking that I will come back to tell you more stories?" β
Cui Xiaowan didn't blush at all: "When you come back to see your mother, you naturally can't get around me; If you tell me a story, the queen mother will naturally see you. It's not all the same, you have to finish the battle quickly. β
"Okay, hurry up and finish the battle......"
As the sun set, the two of them drifted away on the road......