The broom that Peaches threw was smashing on Xiao Guozi's bald head, he grinned and just wanted to cry, but he was choked back by the coaxing of the boy next to him, he picked up the broom and hit Peaches.

Just as the broom was still a little closer to the peach, Mi Po took a step to block it, and the object fell firmly on his pale and thin face, and a red mark appeared without losing the opportunity.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but then Tao Jinbao, the eldest son of Tao Banxian, shouted strangely: "Look, look, this is called a hero saving beauty!" ”

Tao Jinbao is the eldest of these children, he is over fifteen years old, he is thin and tall, like a jujube pole, he has no other skills, he says strange things, and his heart and eyes are like a stinky ditch behind the house, and he bubbles when it rains on a cloudy day.

Momoko went over and shoved him and said, "Get out of here, you'll be like your dad all day long." ”

"What's the matter, don't look at your father as a hero, go out to fight, go to the mountains to hunt, and not look for my father to test the good luck!" Tao Jinbao stiffened his neck and shouted unconvinced.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a "bang" on the door, and the noise in the house stopped abruptly, as if the whole world was silent.

Mi Bao raised his hand and touched his hot face, and without looking back, he knew that Mr. Monk had arrived. He never opened his mouth to call the monk "sir", because the appearance of the old gentleman with a goatee and reading glasses had taken root in his heart, not the image of the tiger with his back and the wind and light in front of him.

There was silence all around, and Meppel's eyes slipped into the open air, where a flock of pigeons was passing by, and his heart flew to the high, unobstructed place.

The monk's big hand touched Mibao's black and unkempt hair, and he said in a kind voice: "You and Peaches don't need to recite today, you go to the meadow outside the courtyard to practice archery, and I have prepared everything for you." ”

The children buzzed, and the monk's eyes widened, and he suddenly fell silent. He continued to say expressionlessly, "Waiting for you to carry it."

When you are as familiar as they are, I will let you out.

The old temple in the town is now the school on the edge of the town, and the barren meadows in the distance are bordered by the trees that stretch down from the mountains, and there are often wild beasts here, so there are few people. Last year, Zheng Liu led people to fight here with the thieves who came out of the mountains to grab the goods, most of Zheng Liu's people were trained, and the guns were also good, and they didn't let go of a few shots to beat those thieves to leave a few corpses and burrow into the forest without a trace.

Mi Bao was disgusted with killing, and even more disgusted with the sound of gunshots, he saw dead people or heard the sound of gunshots, and he couldn't eat, he couldn't sleep, and the third mother said, this child is really useless. The three masters also chimed in and said, that is, that is.

But Peaches doesn't think so, and she thinks that Mi Bao is good and Mi Bao is stable.

Mi Bao is also willing to be with Peaches, because Peaches's big black eyes are a little like his mother, and she often protects her like a mother, once he and Brother Lobby carry water, a stick is on the shoulders of the two of them, the bucket is in the middle, Brother Lobby always moves the bucket to the lower one, he walks in front, the heavy, bucket full of water is almost attached to his back, and the collar is all splashed with water from the bucket, he didn't look back, gritted his teeth and endured. When passing by the door of the peach house, she was stopped by the peach standing in front of the door, she ran over, pushed the bucket to the middle, stared at her cousin with a pair of big eyes and said, didn't your mother teach you, bullying honest people will be punished! The cousin knew that he was at a loss, and he was afraid of the adults of the peach family, so he lowered his eyebrows and went back. Every time Mi Bao finished chopping firewood, sweeping the ground, and doing all the work given by the three mothers, he wanted to go to Peaches to play, but he didn't dare to enter Peaches' house, Peaches' family was the richest and most powerful in the town, and there was a sentry at the door, so he stood under the Tsubaki tree not far from Peaches' house and watched the sky, looking at the pigeons flying freely in the sky, waiting for Peaches to come out. If it weren't for the fact that there were peaches in the school, or the three masters beat him, he wouldn't have read the sentence "At the beginning of people, nature is good, sex is similar, and Xi is far away". He thought, "Are Japanese people also inherently good?" So how can their "Xi" be so "distant" from ours?

The barren meadows are covered with wild mugwort, white lotus, white flowers, yellow flowers, and so on, swaying in the breeze, looking gloomy and cheerful.

Peaches walked briskly in front, wearing a fine cloth blouse, a pale green background, sprinkled with small white flowers, as if she could smell the fragrance in the wind. Mi Po followed closely behind, and for the first time he felt that his steps were not heavy, not wet and slippery, and the grass under his feet was as soft and warm as a cloud, and he thought how good it would be to keep walking.

"Hey, Mi Po, what do you think, you see your feet are on the bowstring!" Momoko giggled and summoned Mipo, who was in the middle of a fugue, back from his world.

Mi Bao saw a few bows at his feet, thinking that Mr. Monk had taken them from their team, and the people in the gang were now using fast guns, this bow and arrow may not be used much, it looked very old, the bow made of jujube wood and the strings made of beef tendon were a little blackened, only the arrow in the sheepskin bucket next to it seemed to have just been made, and the shaft of the arrow was still showing the cyan of the branches, and the freshly polished arrow shone with the cold light inherent in iron.

Momo bent down and picked up a bow, drew an arrow, and asked Mipo, "Will you make this thing?" ”

Mipo shook her head. He thought that if Momoko could, he must learn it.

Momoko seemed to see through Mibo's thoughts, and she smiled and said, "I'll teach you!" ”

Mi Bao followed her example, picked up the bow and arrow, and said hesitantly: "This is a weapon, it is all used by men, how can you use it?" ”

"My dad raised me as a boy." Momoko suddenly put away a smile and said, "I will still release the gun, the monk said, it is because we Chinese are too weak that the Japanese wolf dares to bite us." ”

Mi Bao didn't say a word, he felt that what the monk said was too right, and involuntarily remembered his mother again, he looked up at the peach half a head taller than himself, and felt that she looked good when she laughed, and she looked good when she didn't smile, the apricot eyes were covered with long eyelashes like an open folding fan, and fine and shiny beads of sweat flashed on the head of the nose, the corners of the mouth were slightly upturned, and the teeth were neat and snow-white. He felt that he would love to do something for her, what to do? He didn't think about it yet.

"What are you doing stupidly looking at me, are you learning or not learning?" Peaches was a little anxious and gave Mi Bao a gentle push.

"I think you look like my mother." Mi Bao himself didn't know why such a sentence came out, and before he finished speaking, tears came out in a hurry, and he hurriedly grabbed them with his hands, but the tears had been held in his eyes for too long since his mother died, and once he found a place to come out, he couldn't stop catching them.

Peaches was a little panicked, she threw away her bow and arrows, took out a handkerchief to wipe Mi Bao's tears, and said while wiping: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault that I look like your mother, which makes you sad." ”

Mibao couldn't help but laugh when she heard her say this.

Momoko also felt that it was a little ridiculous for her to persuade people so much, so she changed her words and said: "I can't be like your mother, how can I be so old, I might as well be your sister, you can call me sister!" ”

Mi Bao shook his head and said, "I don't want you to be my sister, when I grow up, you will be my daughter-in-law, right?" ”

Peaches giggled, and she said, "Silly Mibao, don't you grow me?" No matter how big you are, I'm your sister too! ”

Mi Bao said seriously: "That's different, you have to protect me as my sister, and I have to protect you as my daughter-in-law!" ”

Momoko suppressed her laughter, lightly dipped the red marks on Mi Bao's face with a handkerchief and said, "Why do you protect me and stand in front of me to block the broom for me?" You can't even use a bow and arrows! ”

Mi Po immediately straightened up, picked up her bow and arrows, and pulled away.

"Hold a bow in your left hand and an arrow in your right hand." Momoko stood next to Mi Po and made a gesture of drawing her bow and arrows. Her two thick braids hung down on her pale green waist, and in Mi Bao's eyes, she was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Mi Bao put the tail of the arrow on the rope of the bow according to Peache's instructions, put the front end on the left fist, pulled back hard with his right hand, and then gently let go of the fingers, and the arrow flew out smoothly with a "whoosh".

"Yes, yes! You're shooting really well, better than the guy on my dad's team who has been practicing for a long time! Momoko applauded and praised him.

Mi Po blushed when he was complimented, he lowered his head and picked up another arrow and said, "It's similar to playing a slingshot, it's all about filling up and letting go." I'm hitting a slingshot in our canton, and no one can beat me! ”

"Yes," Momoko said happily, "I have long seen that you are better than Xiao Guozi Tao Jinbao and them, and it is indeed true." The monk on my father's team is the best shooter, and his arrows can shoot through a frying pan 500 meters away! ”

"Then let's practice, we can do it!" Mi Bao was interested, he pointed to the two straw men not far away and said, "Just shoot the head of that straw man and see who shoots it accurately!" ”

The two of them practiced "whoosh, smack" and "swish, swish". Mi Bao is really talented, and when he first learned, he almost shot arrows at the head of the straw man, and he couldn't stop admiring Peaches.

Suddenly, the straw man in front of him moved and shook again, Mi Bao immediately withdrew his hand, and Peaches also found out, she and Mi Bao stood together and looked closely, and the straw man did not move again.

"Do you see, the straw man seems to be alive!" Mi Po whispered.

"Don't scare people, it's broad daylight, it's really haunted, and it won't be this time!" Momoko looked around and felt a chill all over her body.

"Shall we go and have a look?" With a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, Mi Po waded through the grass and walked forward, with Peaches following behind.

The two of them came to the straw man one after the other, and Mi Bao was just about to stand on tiptoe to pull out the arrow on the straw man's head, when suddenly two people jumped out of the grass below and hugged them to death.