The early morning sun sprinkled on the small courtyard of Nanpu Village, and it was a new day coming to the world, there were no thirteen courtyards, no awakened ones, and no players. Only the daughter-in-law and the little light bulb slept lazily beside them.

How wonderful!

The only thing that was not beautiful was that the little light bulb crawled over the bed at half past six and took turns crawling around on the two of them.

Li Ran didn't sleep well all night last night, He Youyou was born with "getting up gas" and was hopelessly in the later stage, neither of them wanted to get up to serve the child, and there was naturally a burst of chickens and dogs jumping on the bed.

He Dapeng got up early, and went out at half past four to bring a bag of clams back, but he ventured to bed several times, but he couldn't pull away the little light bulb of Lai's parents.

"It's so unconscionable! Didn't grandpa bring you up? Li Ran gently twitched the small bulb butt and got up helplessly.

Looking at He Youyou, who was still rolling around on the bed, he smiled, put simple clothes on the little light bulb, and quickly pulled her out of the small courtyard, leaving He Dapeng in the courtyard with a voice, "Come back quickly, the meal is ready!" ”

Bringing a pouting small light bulb, he walked towards the entrance of the village, and said warmly, "Dad will take you out to play first!" Wait until you come back and touch your mother and grandma! ”

The coastal villages, but close to the highway, the villages are also gray and smooth, and the small light bulbs that are most afraid of tiredness when walking are also jumping and happy. The flowers on the side of the road, the uncommon grass and insects, can cause her to scream.

The entrance of the village is bordered by a country road, and a luxury car is parked on the side of the wide road. The door of the car was open, and a young man leaned in, looking at the verdant trees on the side of the road, as if enjoying the scenery, and a hole flute in his hand was lightly placed to his mouth.

A man giving a on the side of the road! It's hard to ignore!

However, the sound of the hole flute is melodious, like a lover's little hand caressing his heart, soft and comfortable, and it seems to tell a gentle story. The sound of the hole flute ranges from a slight whisper to a loud and lingering, which makes people fascinated.

Li Ran couldn't help it, and wanted to listen more carefully, so he took the hand of the small light bulb and walked forward.

The further I went, the more the sound of the flute seemed to scratch an itch, although the world was different and there was no way to go back to the past, so why not steal a little time and change a little bit of even false comfort?

"Dad, didn't you say going out to play? Die of boredom! Die of boredom! The little bulb's impatient complaint was like a magic sound, and it was suddenly inserted into the melodious sound of the flute, and this extremely discordant feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

The young man who was blowing the flute frowned, as if disturbed by the noise, the sound of the flute stopped for a while, and he turned his head to look at the father and son in slight surprise.

Li Ran also woke up from his intoxication in an instant, thought about it a little, touched the head of the small bulb gratefully, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go!" ”

Looking deeply at the young man who was playing a, he pulled on the small light bulb and walked away.

The young man who was blowing the flute didn't stop him, he just put the hole flute down, smiled slightly, and shook his hand.

A piece of flake shot out quickly, spinning and hitting Li then heart.

As if there were eyes behind him, he gently stretched out his fingers and twisted the piece.

Of course, it's not eyes, it's hearts! As soon as he woke up from the sound of the flute, the hundred ghosts had already come out of his body. Under the surveillance of a hundred ghosts, a small hidden weapon is equivalent to child's play.

Place the card in front of your eyes and read the information on it. From the perspective of a hundred ghosts, this thing is still in the air, and Li Ran already knows that this is a business card.

"Han Qingfu, the editor in charge of a certain point headquarters"

Good name!

Suddenly as if he realized something, Li Ran turned around and asked in surprise, "Editor-in-charge?" ”

The slight smile on the face of Han Qingfu, a young man with a, never disappeared, and his soft voice was as melodious as Dong Xiao, "Well, a certain headquarters of the People's Academy, your editor-in-charge." ”

Courtyard?! Li Ran is no longer a pure white, so he naturally knows the three courtyards of heaven, earth and man.

Just ask Tiansanyuan, who knows its whereabouts?

Unexpectedly, one of them, the human courtyard, is a point that everyone knows.

"Yes, the place where the popularity gathers is the human courtyard!" , Han Qingfu seemed to be able to hear Li Ran's heart, stroked the hole flute in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm here to talk to you about your update speed, you take the child to play first, I'll wait for you!" ”

Nodding slightly, Li Ran grabbed the child and continued to walk, this person should not have much malice. Now that the world is changing, there are a lot of things, and I, an otaku, need a little time to sort it out.

Han Qingfu, a young man who blows the flute in the human courtyard, I wrote it down!

Continue to walk forward with the small light bulb, and there are patches of wild chrysanthemums on the small hill not far away, which is the playground of the country children in the morning. Little bulbs run wild in it, cheer!

"Dad, pick flowers for me, I'm going to surprise you!" When the little bulb was tired, he sat down on the dirt road, with little stars shining in his eyes, and he was eager to try it with an unconcealable eagerness.

"Good!" , Li Ran likes to look at the little light bulb with such a sunny smile, and soon, a large handful of wild chrysanthemums were sent to the side of the dirt road.

The little bulb's immature little hand clumsily tied up a bunch of flowers, and Li Ran was surprised to see it. When will my own child who even has to be fed for food be able to do handicrafts!

"Look, this is what the teacher taught us!" , the little bulb happily raised the wreath of the new work and presented it to Li Ran.

It is said that it is a wreath, it is better to say that it is a mess of grass, which can barely be put on his head and not scattered, but Li Ran is still full of joy. Three-and-a-half-year-old children, what else can they hope for, just experience this happiness with peace of mind.

Put on the garland, take the hand of the little light bulb, "Let's go, go home?" ”

"There's another one that's Mommy's!"

"What about you, little light bulb?" , Looking at the serious expression of the little bulb, Li Ran couldn't help but tease.

"I don't need it!" , children's logic is usually very strange, why do adults need to wear garlands?

After a quarter of an hour, bring your mother's wreath and bouncing little light bulbs and go home happily. On the way home, when I looked at the side of the road again, the luxury car was gone, and Han Qingfu, who said that he was waiting for him, was nowhere to be found.

Until I got home, it was only half past seven, and in the early morning by the sea, the sea breeze was not small. The two of them wore garlands made by novices with small light bulbs, sat on the open-air roof of the two-story building, blew the sea breeze, and ate simple and rough boiled clams belonging to the coast, which was endlessly fun.

Of course, it would be even better if there were no small light bulbs around to hold this for a while and pinch that for a while.

He Dapeng smoked a dry cigarette happily, sat on the side and looked at He Youyou, and said repeatedly, "It's delicious, it's all eaten, and you can't let go of the scorpion!" ”

Full of wine and food, He Dapeng knocked on the cigarette pouch on the soles of his feet and shouted, "Come with me!" ”

"Where?" , this early in the morning, and there is a task?

"Go see your uncle and aunt? I've already bought a box of milk for you, bring it! He Dapeng glared at his daughter and said loudly in dissatisfaction.

In a small mountain village, on the side of another road a few hundred meters away, just outside the monitoring range of the hundred ghosts, Han Qingfu crossed a hole flute and chuckled.

"This person is covered by my hospital, everyone has worked hard, please go back!"

Even though it was early in the morning, there was shade from trees, corners, and a few old peasants squatting in the corner, as if they had their own stealth skills. One of the yellow-faced old peasants squinted his faint old eyes, and his dry voice sounded as if an old duck had been stuck in the neck.

"He has the will of the world, and I didn't dare to come forward, but the human courtyard reappeared in the world, and my interest came!"

Han Qingfu's smile was like a spring breeze, and he gently lifted the hole flute and put it to his lips.

The hearts of the people in the cave are moving, and the dust at the entrance of the cave is stored in the hands. There are guests here today, listen to my songs!