Chapter 1: No Return to the Little Scholar

(six years later)

"Bang!"

The storyteller stroked his beard, took a sip of hot tea, held a fan with a painting of mountains and rivers in his left hand and shook it gently, stretched out three fingers of his right hand to pinch the waking wood on the table, and slapped it heavily on the table.

"Today, let's talk about the wonders of Xianmen." The steady, hoarse voice echoed in the library.

Someone listening to the book below couldn't help but be curious, and couldn't help but exclaim: "I heard that the sea of flowers is very beautiful, like a heavenly fairyland, is it really sir?" ”

Someone replied: "That's natural, my aunt's nephew's son's friend's sister's father's brother's sister's father's grandfather's grandfather once had the privilege of seeing the beautiful scenery of the beautiful sea of flowers." ”

……

In the center of the second floor opposite Mr. Storyteller is a good seat for listening to books.

Today sat a little girl of about twenty, dressed in a long pink dress. There was a pot of jade dew and a plate of melon seeds on her table. grabbed a handful of melon seeds casually, and brought them to her mouth one by one, and her delicate facial features suddenly twisted together.

"What? Who has seen it? Who's in who's house? ”

Hua Simeng's head was big when she heard it, and the twister of the tongue just now was really fast, she didn't hear a few words clearly, so much so that she still didn't figure out who in his family had seen the sea of flowers.

"Behind the ears."

A sneer came from behind Hua Simeng. She spit out the skin of the melon seeds in her mouth, the corners of her mouth were slightly crooked, she snorted coldly, and made a look of wanting to eat people, she wanted to see who dared to say this about her!

Turning around suddenly, the disdain in her eyes instantly turned into surprise, she thought she was a barbarian who didn't know what to do, but she didn't expect that what stood in front of her was a child dressed like a scholar.

The little scholar sat down in the empty seat beside her, and a faint smell of medicine entered his nose, and he looked at her with a blank face.

It turned out to be a melon baby! Hua Simeng carefully looked at the little man in front of him. The face is white and soft, and the eyebrows and eyes are clear and refreshing. Dressed in white plain clothes, he is gentle and lovely, and he is bookish. looks really good.,If you become an adult in the future.,Maybe you're going to fascinate how many Sichun girls.。 Hua Simeng raised his chin and said horizontally, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"You." Neat.

She snorted coldly: "It's like you can hear clearly." ”

"His aunt's nephew's son's friend's father's brother's sister's brother's brother's grandfather has seen it." The little scholar's answer was smooth, his face did not change, and he shook his head like a talent full of poetry.

"Ah, you're amazing." Although she still didn't hear what was said, she thought it was quite amazing that a child could say so many words in one breath. Looking at his proud little appearance, she couldn't help but reach out to touch the little scholar's round head.

The little scholar hurriedly dodged her claws, stretched out his white little hand to cover his head, and cursed: "Who is like you!" ”

"Hah! Who said I was behind my ears, huh? You just scolded me, I can hear it clearly. Hua Simeng felt incredible, he scolded her a little bit, really when she was behind her ear, couldn't even hear such a loud voice?!

The little scholar thought she was very noisy and didn't want to deal with her. He was still a little disgusted, and even felt that today's day was not good, and such an annoying listener came.

"Bang!"

The gentleman pinched the waking wood and slapped the table, and the noise below disappeared instantly, and everyone looked at the gentleman directly, expecting him to give an answer.

"Yes, the sea of flowers is unique in the world. The sea of flowers includes all kinds of flowers in the world, and there are all those who are called by name, and there are also those who cannot be named. Fanghua people make a living from flowers and practice medicine with flowers, so for thousands of years. ”

Hua Simeng nodded triumphantly, quite satisfied with her husband's "unique", as if she was praising herself. She looked at her long shirt, and suddenly felt that the rich pink color was not so ugly.

There was a voice at the bottom: "Sir, will the flowers of the sea of flowers fail?" ”

"Naturally not." Hua Simeng scooped up a handful of melon seeds and said in a low voice.

Sure enough, the storyteller replied to everyone in the same way.

"Why is it undefeated?"

Wassmond answers: The four seasons are like spring.

The gentleman replied in the same way.

"I heard that Fanghua's woman pays the most attention to etiquette, but is it true?"

She clapped her hands, took tea and prepared to moisten her throat and replied: Naturally.

The gentleman replied in the same way.

"But I've heard that there is a woman who is famous for her 'preserved eggs', is this true?"

Hua Simeng lost his voice, and he didn't swallow the tea in his mouth.

Mr. A: Yes.

The hot tea that wassmon had just taken in her mouth almost didn't squirt, and of course she understood who the "preserved egg" the man was talking about. She put the teacup in her hand on the table with a "bang", and walked to the side of the fence to probe her brain, she wanted to take a good look at who brought her reputation as a "preserved egg" to the Taoist Academy.

The little scholar looked at Hua Simeng's girl-like appearance, and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?" ”

Hua Simeng didn't speak, and searched intently in the crowd. A moment later, the conversation between the storyteller and everyone at the bottom had already reached the rare flower seeds, not only did he not see the person who asked the question, but he also stood a little tired. She simply sat back in her seat, sipped her tea, and rested.

The little scholar thought about Fang Cai's conversation, looked at her suspiciously, and asked, "Have you ever been to Fanghua with any family?" ”

"Why do you ask?"

"You just answered fluently, faster than Mr., so I wonder if you have any family members who have been to Fanghua."

"Then why is it my family, not me?"

The little scholar looked at her. Her face was white, her eyes were jet black, and her lips were thin. The eyebrows resemble two willow leaves, and there is a white, pink flower in the middle of the eyebrows. She had an equally white-headed pink flower in her hair. She held her face, like a gentleman's Ah Dou, every time he brought food to Ah Dou, it looked at him like that, and from time to time it "meowed" at him. Although the adults in front of him are not as obedient and docile as Ah Dou, they are as cute and lovable as him.

Merely... He glanced at the pink robe on her body and shook his head, "You're not like that. ”

She glared at him, straightened her neck, and raised her head, "How not." ”

The little scholar pointed to the pink coat she was wearing, and said disgustedly: "Thick powder, vulgar, too vulgar." ”

Hua Simeng nodded approvingly, and sure enough, only Lord Fang thought that this thick pink robe was good-looking, and she smiled: "Yes, I just said that the thick pink robe is too vulgar." I was in a hurry to leave today, and I forgot to change my clothes. ”

Weird, she's a fool, isn't she? I said that she was ugly, but she could laugh. The little scholar's head was full of doubts.

She stared at him: "I didn't expect you to have a good eye for a child." ”

The little scholar didn't know how many times he disliked her, where did the girls on weekdays wear such a gorgeous one, only the woman with a face painted in Yingchun Building not only wore colorful clothes, but also showed her arms and legs, and walked around the door with a fan, the difference between her and those women is that her clothes cover it tightly, and there is no strange color on her face, and she won't squirm when she walks, and her voice is normal.

Seeing that he didn't talk, she said again: "Gua Wazi, what's your name?" ”

The little scholar turned his round face and asked indifferently, "Why do you want to tell you?" ”

"Now, you tell me my name, and I'll tell you if any of my family has ever been to Fanghua." Hua Simeng folded his hands and leaned back against the edge of the table.

"I don't want to know." The little scholar snorted coldly, he was not an ordinary child, this trick was not useful to him.

"What about this one?" Hua Simeng took out an orange-sized moonstone from his bosom and placed it in the palm of his hand. The inside of the moonstone sometimes reveals a clear blue light, and sometimes it turns white. One bright and one dark, there seems to be a myriad of unpredictable condensations in it. And this small moonstone attracted his attention deeply.

Hua Simeng looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "How is it?" ”

The little boy swallowed and replied, "No return." ”

"Not expensive? Why? "Are names so cheap these days? Hua Simeng scratched his head.

He glanced at her: "I don't ask about the return date." ”

"Oh......" It turned out that he didn't return, this name is quite literate, Hua Simeng twitched his nose, "Who named you." ”

"Sir."

"Are you a relative of his?"

"That's a gentleman, a benefactor, what a relative, I don't have."

"Huh? Don't have relatives? What about your parents? ”

"I'm an orphan."

Hua Simeng didn't know what to say for a while, such a small person had no parents, and remembering that he had no parents at a very young age, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed about the little person in front of him.

"I've told you everything, give it to me." He had seen a much smaller stone than it at Mr., and because he was curious, he would carefully observe the changes in the stone, and Mr. told him that this stone was called the Night Pearl.

"Now, here you go." Wasmon handed him the moonstone.

The two little hands of the non-returnee came together to hold it steadily, and he carefully held it, carefully pondering the glowing gadget.

"Money-obsessed, such a big bead is enough for you to marry several daughters-in-law."

He shook his head and said very seriously: "I won't marry, I'm still young, I want to keep it as a baby." ”

"What kind of baby, you can spend it if you want to, sister, I have money." Hua Simeng patted his chest proudly.

Bugui's eyes widened, and the little fat on his face trembled: "I didn't expect you to be lazy, but very rich." ”

Hua Simeng patted his head, and his voice couldn't help but hang: "How can I be lazy?" ”

Her slap was not heavy, and her head was unmoved. He didn't return, but pretended to be in pain, "oops", stared at his round eyes, and said angrily: "Don't touch my head!" I'm going to be as stupid as you are! ”

"Ho-ho! You melon baby, you don't have a big mouth, but you are tight, let my sister teach you a lesson! With that, Hua Simeng reached out and pinched the flesh on both sides of his cheeks, and kept twisting and turning. She had coveted those two pieces of tender meat for a long time, and finally told her to seize the opportunity.

He still held the night pearl in his hand, and it took him a long time to break free from the clutches of Huasmon. He carefully put the beads into the cloth bag he was carrying, touched his pinched cheek again, and glared at Huasmon with round eyes.

Hua Simeng slapped her leg with a smile, and it took a while for her to stop: "Eh, little don't return, when did you come?" I hadn't seen you the last time I came. ”

"I won't tell you." No return jumped out of his chair and trotted away. He didn't want to be pinched anymore.

Hua Simeng looked at the figure of the non-return escape, and was very happy, although this little non-return was cold-faced, his heart was very hot, beautiful and cute, and he won her heart.

She listened quietly for a while, what the husband said was just a trivial matter in the flowers, and others were naturally full of energy, but she had already been familiar with it, and she began to nap after a while. Her neck was a little uncomfortable, so she simply concentrated the melon seeds and tea in the corner of the table, freed up a huge open space, found a comfortable position, and slept peacefully.

………

Hua Simeng smelled a fragrance in a trance, and she walked towards the fragrant place, and was greeted by a large number of fragrant dishes, all kinds of dishes, and in the middle of the stacked food, there was a huge roast suckling pig.

Hua Simeng ran to the suckling pig and sniffed vigorously, and the smell of meat rushed to his face. The color of the suckling pig is like amber, ruddy and shiny, the fragrance enters the nose, Hua Simeng swallowed her saliva again and again, she finally couldn't hold it back, grabbed the thigh of the roast suckling pig, and bit it hard.

"Ahh

A scream woke Wasmon from her dream, and she opened her eyes slightly, and the fiery suckling pig's legs in front of her gradually turned into a linen coarse coat.

Bu Gui struggled to pull out his arm, found the cloth and tried to wipe the place where Fang Cai Simeng had bitten, and looked at the sleepy-eyed Hua Simeng viciously.

Only then did Hua Simeng react, it turned out that she had a dream, her back ached, her hands supported her body, she lifted up from the table with difficulty, and then stretched her waist again. A lazy waist took all the tiredness away from her, and she rubbed her eyes, only to realize that there was no one around. She hurriedly looked at the already dark sky outside the door, and leaned back in her chair decadently.

"Why did I sleep for so long...", she was able to come out for a total of two days, and she wasted a day like this, and she felt a little complained about how she could sleep so much.

It was time to close, and I saw that the "preserved eggs" were still sleeping soundly, so I came up to wake her up after sending everyone away. Unexpectedly, she grabbed her arm, came up and took a bite, and saliva flowed down his arm.

He touched the bitten arm that hurt and said angrily, "You go quickly, we're closed." ”

Hua Simeng ignored him, and only asked, "Little Don't Return, have you eaten?" ”

"I'll eat when you're gone."

"Then I'll treat you to dinner." She felt that since it was so late, she would simply not go back to Fanghua, and it would be good to have a good meal here. So she thought of the old dream a few streets away, and pulled Xiao No. to go out.

"Where are you going?" Not to return shouted behind Wasmon.

Hua Simeng didn't look back, and shouted to the sky.

"Go to the old dream and eat the suckling pig!"