"What's going on? Sweet, right? ”

She asked with a smile.

He had a mouthful of sweet potato meat in his mouth and was reluctant to swallow it.

Hearing her ask, he nodded vigorously.

Sweet potatoes, he went from a snack to a big one.

The rice grain is not enough, and sweet potatoes and wild vegetables come to make up.

But this sweet potato is so sweet!

It's like being soaked in honey water, and before I swallow it, it's sweet all the way to my heart......

Two roasted sweet potatoes, easily eliminated by two people.

Touching her bulging belly, Yang Ruoqing let out a sigh of satisfaction!

"Hey, this person, it doesn't matter if you have a lot of money or a small family."

"At the end of the day, it's all about living in this world for this bite of food."

When she was full, her emotion came.

Luo Fengtang listened with a smile, picked up a charred branch in his hand and scratched it on the ground......

"Just like me, I'm full of food and drink, and I've satisfied my appetite."

"Even if the delicacies of the mountains and seas are in front of me, I am not interested."

She patted herself on the belly and slammed it.

Luo Fengtang nodded seriously.

"Qing'er is right." He boasted.

She smiled without blushing: "Hehe, of course, how can I teach you and solve your doubts?" ”

He laughed too.

This girl, reserved and introverted, seems to have nothing to do with her.

Big grin, unpretentious.

That's what attracted her to him!

"What are you paddling? I'll see! ”

She leaned over and poked her head to look at where he had pulled the branches.

However, he blocked it.

"Don't look at it, it's not well written!"

His expression was a little flustered, but his face turned red.

This piqued her curiosity even more.

"The ugly daughter-in-law always has to see her in-laws, I am your teacher, no matter how ugly the words are, I have to read them!"

She pulled him aside and looked down at the words on the ground.

Her expression was a little weird, and her mouth couldn't help but grin.

Luo fork fork fork ......

"Tang Yanzi, what do you want to express by drawing so many crosses on the ground?"

She looked up, confused.

Luo Fengtang scratched his head, glanced at the 'masterpiece' on the ground, and was also a little embarrassed.

"You're not a teacher, guess!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing tilted her head, stared at the pile of forks on the ground, and racked her brains to ponder......

"Oh, it's so profound, it's just Martian!"

She muttered.

"Announce the answer quickly, my scalp is about to break!"

She sneered at him.

Luo Fengtang chuckled and pressed it to her ear.

"Luo Fengtang likes Yang Ruoqing!"

Belch......

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

She remembered that she was now teaching him to recognize the surnames of hundreds of families.

Yang and Luo, he learned both.

But the four words involved in the names of the two people haven't had time to learn yet.

No wonder there are forks and loops in this place.

She couldn't help but laugh.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach!"

"The mystery hidden between the lines of your kid is too profound!"

She quipped.

"Come, I'll teach you to write our names!"

She then picked up a branch, squatted on the ground, and began to write one stroke at a time.

Luo Fengtang's eyes chased her hand extremely seriously.

Keep every stroke in mind.

"Locke...... Wind...... Wild plum...... Begonia flowers of begonias. ”

Yang ...... If...... Clear...... Sunny day. ”

She wrote to him as she explained what each word meant.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Pick up her own branch and trace it again on the names of the two people she had written.

looked at the two empty seats she deliberately left between the two names.

He frowned: "Here, something should be added." ”

Like?

Rare?

Like?

He was pondering.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

She reached out and pressed her hand on the back of his hand holding the branch.

His hands were large, and hers was much smaller than his.

However, this did not prevent her from guiding him.

"Come, let's add together!"

She whispered, taking his hand and moving to the empty space between the two men's names.

Two 'hearts' were drawn.

It's like moving the two beating red hearts in the chests of the two of them to the ground.

It's quiet in the mountains, with occasional mountain breezes.

Neither of them spoke.

His gaze fell on the clasped hands of the two of them, and the two hearts that were slowly forming under the branches......

The mountain wind lifted her falling hair.

Flicking his cheeks.

He pursed his lips and sniffed the faint scent of her hair.

Heart, drunk.

The corner of her eye occasionally brushed through the neat side of his face.

His facial features, eyebrows and eyes are all the ones she likes.

She wasn't of this world in the first place.

She's just a wisp of soul from thousands of years later.

In the past, they came and went freely, between heaven and earth, and there was no bond.

At this moment, she suddenly had a trace of fear.

She was afraid that God would play a joke on her again and send her back.

She didn't want to go.

Here, she has a bond.

She wanted to look at him a few more times.

His young and handsome face was something she was determined to carve into the depths of her soul.

The stars move, no matter where they are in time and space.

She won't forget him!

"Qing'er, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? ”

His voice pulled her distant thoughts back to reality.

She came back to her senses and laughed and snorted.

"Haha, a good student is so handsome, I can't help but feel a little uneasy as a teacher."

"Is that so?"

He asked suspiciously.

He trusts his eyes.

At that moment, Qing'er looked at him with a different gaze than before.

For the first time, he saw something called fear and sorrow in her eyes.

"Qing'er, if you have something you can't figure out, remember to tell me."

He turned sideways, stared into her eyes, and said seriously.

"Don't hold it alone, tell me, let's think about it together. Okay? He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Silly boy, in front of the Heavenly Dao, we are just pieces on the chessboard.

Wherever you put us, you have to stay there.

But she still nodded cheerfully: "Well, wow! ”

Luo Fengtang smiled reassuringly, and he took out his other hand to rub the top of her hair.

"That's good!"

Forehead......

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

"Come on, come on, let's continue to paint, it's not finished yet!"

She said, holding his hand back and directing.

And he added an arrow to the two hearts.

"Hey, why do you draw arrows? It's not good, it's unlucky! ”

Luo Fengtang said, he wanted to wipe off the arrow and start over.

was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"This arrow is not the broken arrow in your hand that will poke your heart."

She explained.

"And what kind of arrow is this?" He asked.

She said, "This is called Cupid's Arrow." ”

"Who's Cupid?" He asked.

"Is it also a character from that world in Qing'er's dream?" He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Cupid is the goddess of love." She said.

"Eros?"

His eyes lit up instantly.

"Isn't that the old man in charge of marriage?" He asked.

'Puff ......'

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"You can say that. However, there are two kinds of Cupid's arrows. ”