At that time, there was a peach plant planted in front of the dilapidated hut, and every peach blossom season would bloom particularly luxuriantly, and people passing by would stop to admire it, and sometimes it would provoke some talented and beautiful women to chant poems against them, and some old people and children would enjoy the shade underneath, in short, it would be particularly lively at this time.

After a spring rain, the peach blossom tree will always drop some water droplets, smashing on the ground to smash out small pits, accompanied by some falling peach blossoms, the soil is slimy, if the feet step on it, they will leave a thick layer of soil on the soles of their shoes.

The girl, who was also six years old, saw that the rain had stopped, and the cat crawled out of a small hole in the door, wearing small boots and carrying an oil-paper umbrella to protect herself from the rain.

It rained for a few days, and she was suffocated, but she was finally able to come out and breathe.

Jumping down and running under the peach blossom tree, stepping on the small puddle one by one, splashing muddy water, and having fun.

Seeing that the soil was slimy, I thought to myself, should I pinch a few mud dolls to play?

If you don't do it, you just roll up your sleeves and do it.

Resting the oil-paper umbrella on her shoulder, she squatted down, grabbed a large handful of dirt with both hands, and began her creation.

Suddenly, a snot slipped down, and the girl forgot that her hands were dirty, and she didn't care about it, and when she touched her hand, she scratched a few cat whiskers on her little face, and then began to work hard again.

Time always flies by at that time, and the girl is so engaged in playing that she forgets the time.

The sky was gradually turning gray, and the dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and the pressure was very low, as if there was another rain.

At this time, the boy who had been busy outside for a day finally returned.

The boy was fifteen years old, with a slender body, and even more handsome, and had the appearance of a little adult, and although his clothes were a little shabby, they were washed white. Holding an oil-paper bag in his hand, he was thinking about giving the little girl a surprise, but he didn't know that he was frightened by the little girl under the tree.

Is this dirty little girl really his little Yue'er?

Seeing that the young man was standing not far from her, the girl stopped the movements in her hand, got up slowly, holding two clay dolls that had been pinched for an afternoon, a smile appeared on her face, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she was very good-looking, and then said glutinously: "Brother Jin, do you see that I pinched the clay doll and you are very similar?" ”

The young man locked his gaze on the clay doll that was crooked and obviously taller than the other, and was speechless for a while, and then his eyes fell on the girl, a few strands of hair on his forehead had been stained with a little mud, and there was a small black handprint on his little face that was white and tender earlier, and the oil-paper umbrella rolled to the side, and there was no place on his clothes and boots that were spared, how could he think she was more like a clay doll?

Seeing that the boy didn't mean to come and take her, the girl jumped over by herself, hugged him, and rubbed on him very affectionately, but she didn't know that the shadow area in the young man's heart was gradually expanding...

was about to get angry, but saw a pair of inky black beautiful eyes staring at him, presented the two clay dolls to him, as if inviting merit, and said: "Look, this small one is Xiao Yue'er, and the big one is Brother Jin." ”

The boy didn't know how to answer her for a moment, so he grabbed her by the collar with one hand and carried the lump of meat into the house.

After boiling hot water, she prepared a change of clothes for her, closed the curtain, and threatened with a calm face: "Wash it quickly, otherwise the peach blossom cake will be mine." ”

The girl agreed, and handed him two clay dolls, asking him to keep them for the time being, take off his clothes, and begin to wash

The young man reluctantly took the two clay dolls, hurriedly put them outside the door, and threw the changed clothes outside the door by the way, so as not to be an eyesore.

The young man helplessly watched the neat house in the morning being played by the little girl, and he had a headache for a while, so he began to clean up, and after a while, he returned to his neat appearance, thinking that it was still so much more beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Put the rice in the pot, fry a few side dishes, take the peach blossom cake in the oiled paper bag to the pot and heat it for a while before taking it out, just when I heard the little girl's cry for help, "Brother Jin, I can't wear this dress." ”

The young man had to put things away, and when he opened the curtain, he saw the little girl holding a piece of clothing in her hand, standing there aggrieved, with very innocent eyes.

This dress was just bought, she didn't wear it, she only wore some relatively large coats, this kind of small clothes her clumsy little hands really can't handle.

The boy took the clothes and put them on for the girl, constantly reminding himself that the little girl was still young and could not blaspheme her. With his eyes closed, he forced himself not to look at this white and tender ball of meat.

After getting dressed, the girl saw her favorite peach blossom cake on the table, picked up the peach blossom cake and stuffed it into her mouth, suddenly coughed violently, spraying all over the table, the young man was busy handing her water, his eyes were full of distress and blame, "Eat slowly, and no one will rob you." ”

But seeing the little girl, she shook her head and said glutinously: "Xiao Yue'er hasn't eaten peach blossom cake for a long time, Brother Chen Jun said that Aunt Chen is his mother, and he won't let me go to Aunt Chen, otherwise he will bully me." ”

The young man sank his face when he heard this, and while wiping her hair, he asked, "How did he bully you?" ”

When the little girl saw that someone was giving her a head, she hurriedly complained: "He took off my shoes and asked me to look for them for a long time before returning them to me." ”

Take off your shoes, right? The girl he was reluctant to hold was bullied, how could he swallow this breath?

Later, Chen Jun, who had always regarded the boy as a hero, was only seven or eight years old, and was inexplicably ripped of his pants by his own hero and made him hang upside down with his bare ass for a morning. Since then, Chen Jun will retreat and hide away when he sees the boy and the little girl again, in short, never see these two people again.

In the evening, the boy was still reading, the little girl was playing with the mud doll on the side, and when she was tired of playing, she washed her hands and feet and climbed onto the neat bed, pulled the quilt over and covered herself, and rolled it around, leaving only a small head melon seed outside, revealing a pair of inky black beautiful eyes looking at the side face of the young man reading a book.

"Why doesn't Xiao Yue'er sleep in it?"

"Because I like to look at Brother Jin." Because that's how she can sleep peacefully.

"Then why does Xiao Yue'er like to look at me?"

"Because Brother Jin is very good-looking. It's much better looking than Brother Chen Jun. The little girl said it without thinking about it.

The boy had a black line on his face, regretting why he had such a serious conversation with a little kid who was nine years younger than him? And why do you want to look better with a boy who is seven or eight years younger than you?

Seeing that the boy didn't speak again, the little girl continued to look at the young man's handsome face, and didn't know when she fell asleep.

When the boy was reading, he occasionally glanced at the little girl, and when he saw that she was asleep, he got up and lifted the quilt, and then went back to read with confidence.

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Occasionally, I come to the chapter to pass on.,Haha,It won't affect the plot.,It's just a supplement to the plot.。

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