Shen Yuan didn't care: "Where is your face blue?" That's not to know, this walk will be goodbye, it was also a coincidence, I was okay, I can walk. Besides, Mrs. also knows, she only goes out when she is thickly dressed, and her brother has always accompanied her. ”

Mo Yu Mandarin refused to expose it easily as usual: "Still talking back? I know that my body is not good, no one can accompany me, and I should not think about you as a brother? It's good that you're okay, otherwise I won't spare him whoever he is. Seeing Shen Yuan snickering, he continued to say to her: "You are still laughing, if you weren't sick and weak, you wouldn't be willing to talk about you, in my opinion, the general should have brought out the momentum of the eldest brother like a father and gave you a good lecture." ”

Shen Yuan tilted his body, casually flicked the hibiscus stone on the earrings, and smiled disapprovingly, not wanting to continue to say this. "If he wants to teach, I just don't hear it. By the way, A-Niang, Guanying is so behaving, in the future, do you really want to keep her? ”

A crisp collision sounded, Mo Yuyuan's hand trembled, and suddenly raised his eyes to meet his adopted daughter, the eyes on the other side were as clear as promised, calm and waveless, not at all like he had just said such a thing.

"She, not for the time being. Yuan'er, don't think about it so much. "The Pavilion Master did his best to make his voice sound steady and casual. Fortunately, her adopted daughter nodded, picked up the oil drip cup again, and concentrated on eating tea.

Shen Yuan didn't use much for lunch, and the two cups of tea had already taken up his stomach. There is indeed a dish of almond tofu, which is smooth and delicate, and does not pour sugar osmanthus as usual, but cuts fresh melons and fruits, which are interstaggered together, and poured with newly made mint rose sauce, which is sweet and sour and appetizing, and has a refreshing aftertaste.

"That's full? Eat some more, lunch is not tight. Seeing that she had a good appetite, Mo Yuyuan didn't move a few chopsticks to the meal, so she persuaded her.

Shen Yuan shook his head: "After eating two teas, I won't feel hungry anymore." ”

Mo Yu Mandarin did not follow, eating tea accounted for the stomach is empty, and she would feel hungry when she took a nap, so she personally prepared some dishes for her and coaxed her to eat more. Shen Yuan learned to be like a lazy and slippery cat, and moved his chopsticks slowly, and Mo Yuan had already instructed Shui Zhi to prepare the consumption tea.

As soon as Shen Yuan swallowed a spoonful of fish and pearl soup, she heard Mo Yu ask her: "Today is the twenty-sixth, wait for the first day of the next lunar month, go to the Immortal Temple to enter the incense, okay?" ”

"Is that the one on Jade Mountain?" Seeing Mo Yu nodded, Shen Yuan pinched the chopsticks, poked the rice grains for a while, and after thinking for a while, he agreed: "Hmm." It's good that I've been here for so many years, and I've never been there. ”

After dealing with the warbler, Shen Yuan also began to get tired, and went back to the room to rest after lunch. The house was filled with soothing incense, and while she was taking a nap, she had a dream.

In the dream, I returned to the year of the golden hairpin, and went to the river to put blessing lanterns during the Lantern Festival. Shen Yuan unconsciously curled the corners of her lips, she knew that this was in a dream, the ancient river was called Mochuan, there were many people by the river, it was very crowded, and she would be accidentally pushed and slippery after a while, and she would almost fall into the water.

But Shen Yuan was not afraid. What she remembered was that when she was at the last moment, she didn't know who was holding her back, and when she looked back, she was actually a young man with a clear breeze and moon.

"Be careful." Childe smiled at her, and when he saw her standing firmly, he immediately withdrew his hand, and did not exceed the politeness at all.

"Thank you, Childe." The little girl was rescued, and she didn't want her adoptive mother to lead her, and she did a good gift in a decent way. The girl's voice is soft and glutinous, like glutinous rice dumplings just baked on the street, sprinkle a little dried osmanthus, pour a spoonful of sweet wine, and the sweet taste floats up with the heat, with a little drunkenness, which makes people like it.

What happened? In the dream, Shen Yuan carried a lotus lantern, held his adoptive mother's hand, and walked slowly along the riverbank, looking forward to the drama ahead.

Later, she later learned that the young son's surname was Li, and his name was Snow City. Later, Shen Yuan followed Miss Mingxiang to the street and went to the music hall on the outskirts of the city to change the strings, and when he entered the door, he saw a familiar person - the owner of this music hall looked very much like the son surnamed Li.

The little girl took Miss Mingka's hand and stood still. Mingxiang didn't take a step, and looked back strangely, and before she could ask what was wrong, the young boss behind the counter greeted her first, and took the piano from Mingxiang's hand with a smile.

"But Miss Ming's little sister?" The boss and Mingxiang were talking, but their eyes fell on Shen Yuan. Miss Mingxiang pursed her lips and smiled, which was regarded as acquiescence, and led Shen Yuan into the room and sat down. A servant came to bring tea, and the young boss returned to the counter, took the tool box, and talked to them while changing the strings.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but my little sister has grown taller. Do you remember me? The boss looked up, like the sun in early spring, warm but not scorching.

Shen Yuan knew it well, but Miss Mingxiang was puzzled, she looked back and forth at the two of them very curiously, and asked which one she wanted: "Remember?" How to remember? Does Childe recognize my sister? ”

The little girl couldn't help but lower her head, and her fingertips quietly circled the palm of Miss Mingxiang's hand. The son surnamed Li Xu wanted to wait for Shen Yuan's words, but when he saw that she didn't speak, he replied to Mingxiang by himself.

"There was a one-sided relationship." His voice was very good, like a gurgling mountain spring flowing slowly.

Shen Yuan lowered his head, unable to see Mingxiang's puzzled expression at first, and then suddenly bent his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing.

"Sister Ming, Sister Ming." After changing the strings and going out, the little Shen Yuan tiptoed and grabbed Miss Mingxiang's sleeve.

"Huh? What's wrong? Mingxiang held the piano in her arms and squatted down to listen to her.

Shen Yuan bent down, mysteriously attached to Miss Mingxiang's ear, and covered his lips with his backhand: "Sister Ming, the son who repaired the strings for you just now, he is very good-looking!" ”

Mingxiang was originally smiling gently, but when she heard this, she was in a trance for a moment, and her expression seemed to freeze, but Shen Yuan couldn't see it. It was really just a moment, and she immediately returned to normal.

"Really? Yan'er has grown up and has a mind? Miss Mingxiang chuckled lightly and reached out to pinch Shen Yuan's face. The little girl's skin was smooth and soft, like fine silk satin. Shen Yuan's face was slightly red, his eyes were shining, and the sky was full of stars before night. Ming Xiang teased, stood up and led Shen Yuan to walk back, holding the piano with one hand and not having any difficulty.

"No, he's just good-looking. The book says it's called ...... This is called, knowing lust and admiring Shaoai! The little Shen Yuan pouted, the stars in his eyes couldn't be hidden, and a pair of small dimples faintly appeared on the corners of his lips.

Shen Yuan recalled the beginning in his dream, and he looked forward to the encounter with Snow City more and more. The crowd by the Mochuan River was bustling, and she carefully let go of the lotus lantern in her hand, watching it spin beautifully, slowly drifting away with the current.

Now is it...... In the dream, Shen Yuan lifted the hem of his skirt and got up slowly, and sure enough, he was squeezed, and one fell to the water.

"Ahh