"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it in my life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The thatched cottage sleeps enough in spring, and the day outside the window is late. ”

Mo Qian's small courtyard stretched comfortably, and the sun on the horizon shone brightly on the grass and trees in the courtyard.

It's been half a month since the last Nebula Poetry Meeting, and I don't know if it was Mo Qian's courage to suppress An Yuan's people, or if Tang Fang did something behind.

In short, no one dared to come to Ningyuan to make trouble in the past half a month, and it seemed that everything had returned to a peaceful life.

"Childe, you just got up and have a good sentence?"

A delicate figure came out of the room with a basin and said with a smile.

"It's just that you're wrong about to say this poem, now it's almost autumn, it's not a spring sleep, you're sleeping, right?"

Although it was a joke, Ting'er's tone was full of gentleness.

"Haha, yes, yes, Childe, I'm really asleep, and I saw such a beautiful woman, I'm not dreaming, right?"

When Mo Qian saw Ting'er, his mood instantly improved, and he said with an exaggerated expression.

"Childe, you're making fun of Ting'er again!" Ting'er's face was immediately like the morning sun on the horizon, and her face flushed.

"Childe, I've already cooked porridge, hurry up and wash your face, you can eat it later."

As he spoke, he wrung out the wet towel from the basin and handed it to Mo Qian.

Mo Qian took the towel and smiled, "If you can have a woman like Ting'er by your side, you will give me a county lord...... No, even if it's a princess, I won't change it! ”

"Childe is talking nonsense again, Ting'er is the little maid next to Childe, so she naturally has to serve Childe for the rest of her life, and Ting'er of this princess and princess can't be compared."

Mo Qian glanced at Ting'er thoughtfully, wanting to say something, but suddenly shook his head with a smile and didn't speak, picked up the towel in his hand and slowly wiped it on his face.

Originally, Ting'er wanted to help him with this kind of thing, but under Mo Qian's insistent request, Ting'er had no choice but to give up.

Among the many women he knows, only Ting'er is the most liked and happy by him.

Gu Yushi is a genius disciple of the Wuxin Hall of the Qianyuan Sect, and he is just a Pingshui encounter, he happened to save her life, so he must not have much chance to meet, so naturally he doesn't have too many thoughts about her.

As for Rou'er, Mo Qian's eyes appeared in front of the delicate carcass of that night, for that person, he only felt guilty in his heart, and looking at Jing Qi's reaction, it seemed that there was affection between Rou'er and Ling Beichen, and he naturally couldn't talk about any feelings.

Only Ting'er is taking care of herself meticulously, and she will not object to what she says, she is tranquil and graceful, very plain, but it can calm Mo Qian's uneasy heart in another world.

A bowl of fragrant pumpkin porridge, and a plate of side dishes, is the breakfast of Mo Qian's two people, and the pumpkin porridge is made by Mo Qian to teach Ting'er.

It can be said that Ting'er is good at everything, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she is slightly flawed in cooking...... Well, no talent to be exact.

Mo Qian taught her for half a month, and she only learned this pumpkin porridge, and for this cooking skill, she burned the kitchen several times.

It's also thanks to the officials that they found out early, otherwise, Mo Qian estimated that he would have to sleep on the street now.

After eating breakfast, Mo Qian looked at the sky, "Look at this hour, Senior Bai is about to arrive." ”

Ever since Mo Qian told Senior Bai about the hot air balloon, Senior Bai has been talking about making a hot air balloon every day, so that he can fly to the sky to see it.

Mo Qian said that it had only been half a month since he was confused, and now he couldn't drag it out anymore.

Ever since Senior Bai was bored in the past few nights and went to serve a bandit's den and carried dozens of catties of gold back to the county government and threw it on the ground, Mo Qian felt that this matter could no longer be delayed.

In the past half a month, Ning Yuan's bandit den has been wiped out, and even a hair is gone, not to mention a big thief, even if the surrounding bandits pass by here, they have to walk with their heads down, for fear that if they are not careful, their heads will be gone.

Mo Qian thought that maybe Senior Bai would think that the bandits were boring one day, and find an official to rob a treasury or something, then it would be really big.

As far as the ability of the white seniors is concerned, if you want to run, it's not a matter of minutes?

But he just ran away, and the monk couldn't run to the temple.

After thinking about the above, Mo Qian decided to take Senior Bai to prepare for the hot air balloon today, and now it looks like Senior Bai is about the same.

But now there is no one, Mo Qian is secretly happy in his heart, could it be that Senior Bai has forgotten about this matter?

Just as he was thinking this, a parabolic trajectory of the Burden City flew in from outside the wall.

But what didn't conform to the laws of physics that Mo Qian had learned was that the burden that fell on the table automatically dispersed.

The contents spilled all over the table, but they didn't seem to be abrupt, and nothing was scattered on the floor.

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired but very handsome white senior appeared on the wall, yes, on the wall, and in an extremely indecent posture.

One hand was placed on the wall, and the other foot was exaggerated across the wall, seeing Mo Qian, Bai Senior rubbed his eyes, grinned at him, and then fell off the wall gloriously.

Mo Qian hurriedly went to help Senior Bai up, and said with a smile, "Senior Bai, which cottage have you looted, why did you climb in from the wall again?" ”

Senior Bai patted the dust on his body and said indifferently: "It's nothing, but I just walked around, and I haven't seen any bandits in the past few days!" Is the world really so peaceful? ”

Mo Qian was almost choked by his own saliva, Senior Bai, you are embarrassed to say it.

Others are good at being bandits, they have a day off or something, but you don't care about the wind or rain, you run to other people's cottages as soon as you are interested.

When I came back, I didn't forget to bring some gold souvenirs, which was even more active than the devil entering the village, and I don't know how many thieves came to me to surrender these days.

When asked about the reason, it was all an expression, "I can't live this day anymore!" ”

"Then how did you climb through the wall? This good door doesn't go, you have to climb the wall, and with your martial arts, you don't need to climb the wall. Mo Qian said suspiciously.

But Senior Bai waved his hand helplessly, "I actually came back last night, but when I saw it too late, I didn't want to knock on the door, for fear of disturbing you, so I wanted to climb in through the wall next to me."

But I suddenly remembered that you seemed to have something to do with me, and I was so absorbed in my mind that I slept at the base of the wall outside.

Today, I was chased in by Uncle Li's Xiaobai. ”

Xiaobai is a white dog, and I don't know why Bai's predecessors are not afraid, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, he is afraid of dogs, and it is no wonder that he will be chased by a dog.