Xu is because Li Chi is taken around by Mingzhu most of the time, and Li Chi is very close to Mingzhu.

When General Li Chi was two years old, his words were not very neat, and the road was stumbling, but he jumped up and down behind Mingzhu all day long. The child is also strong, he doesn't cry when he falls, he doesn't need to be hugged, he gets up to take pictures of the soil on his body, and he follows happily with two little short legs.

Li Chi's chess skills were taught by Mingzhu, and the child was at the age when he was curious about everything, Mingzhu sat in the small pavilion and placed a white jade chessboard in front of him. She supported her head with one hand, pinched the white jade chess pieces with the other hand, and gently and skillfully tapped the chessboard, making a "click" sound. Li Chi bit his fingers and looked up at her, his big eyes full of curiosity.

Mingzhu looked down at him, the tiger-headed child tilted his head to look at her, Mingzhu looked at him and suddenly laughed, reached out and scratched his nose: "Want to learn?" ”

Li Chi looked ignorant, biting his fingers and not saying yes, nor saying no. Mingzhu picked him up, patted him on the head, and whispered to teach the child the rules. The child looks lively and likes to move, but it is rare to be able to endure the temperament, sitting in front of the chessboard with a small face, serious as a little adult.

Mingzhu was stunned, and couldn't help laughing, her eyebrows and eyes were curved to the extreme, and her appearance was gentle to the extreme-it was with Mrs. Ming's appearance, gentle to the extreme, but also bright to the extreme. The child was dumbfounded, and stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Mingzhu's clothes: "Sister is so good-looking," the child paused, "When I grow up, I will marry my sister as my bride!" ”

The immature voice sounded, and Mrs. Li, who came over with a snack next to her, happened to hear this, and reached out and knocked Li Chi: "What does a two-year-old little fart know!" Mingzhu laughed, squinting and touching his head, but her eyes wandered and she didn't know what she was thinking.

That night, thousands of miles away, Li Wei received a spiritual message from his mother, he recalled the sentence "Your brother has grown up", and thought about it for a long time without understanding what the situation was. And what is it about that tone that sounds incredibly relieved? It's only been a little over a year, and your family status has declined again?

No, we have to hurry up and go back early, Li Wei thought so, but after thinking about the current situation, he sighed helplessly.

On the morning of the winter solstice, Mingzhu had practiced spells all night, and the heavy snow that had drifted all night gradually stopped, and she got up from the frozen lake and stretched. There were gradually loud voices on the street, and Mingzhu remembered that last time the Transfiguration Technique was not well controlled, and almost caused a riot, and was locked up at home by his father for half a month to practice the spell, this matter has a little headache. Mingzhu's eyes gurgled, she wanted to eat the meat buns of the old Zhang family in the street.

The snow falling on the street outside the gate was carefully cleaned by the government, and the sound of the broom passing over the stone slab rattled and rattled, the sound was monotonous and boring, and the snowdrifts piled aside lost their white and clean appearance. When Mingzhu flipped out of the wall in the backyard and ran to Lao Zhang's bun shop, Lao Zhang's mother-in-law had just set up a stall, and as soon as the steaming steaming drawer was opened, a burst of fragrance wafted out. Mingzhu sniffed, excitement written on her little face.

A "da-da" sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, the sound of stepping on the stone slab was extremely crisp in the early morning not noisy human voices, the people on the street turned their heads a little puzzled, and the black-maned steed sat on a red armor general, which was the herald uniform of the northern army of Yuwang Town. Immediately, the young soldier shouted, "King Yu has returned to Beijing in triumph!" Walking through the streets and alleys, Mingzhu's bun was half gnawed, and the cry that suddenly broke into her ears made her stunned, and then she really felt that the brother of the Li family next door had been on the expedition for two years.

This is already back, Mingzhu scratched her head, the mother-in-law of the old Zhang family was happy to hear the news, her son also went to join the army, this is to come back, and the money for the happy bun is less than a copper plate.

Mingzhu didn't have any ideas, she thought it would be better to go home and pretend that she had been practicing spells to deceive her father. As a result, he was arrested as soon as he went back, Mingzhu sat in the study with a bitter face, and he continued to play outside when he knew it. So while Daddy didn't pay attention, Mingzhu ran away again.

She was too lazy to crowd the people on the street to watch the army return to the court, she was too small to get into the crowd and was blocked, which was not as easy for her as it was to climb a tree. So the little girl happily climbed the wall of someone else's house, and the old locust tree, which had lost its leaves, had a flat branch, and Mingzhu sat on the branch and dangled her legs. The light blue dress is particularly unobtrusive on a winter day when it has already snowed, especially when almost all the people are dressed in festive and bright clothes.

Mingzhu didn't figure out what kind of demon she was in, in the ironclad army of a water, King Yu, who was walking alone in the forefront, entered her eyes, she suddenly remembered the book she read when she had nothing to do, and felt that the jade-faced general written in it was probably like this. The man on the horse had a cold and serious expression on his face, but he was talking and laughing with the lieutenant general next to him in a low voice, and the armor on his chest was engraved with the mark of the begonia flower, like a wisp of tenderness around the iron man, and the silk slowly flowed into Mingzhu's eyes and heart, reducing a lot of alienated indifference. That lieutenant, ah that lieutenant is the brother of the Li family next door, Mingzhu saw him coming, squinted his eyes and smiled, raised his hand and waved at him.

Mingzhu habitually tilted his head, his fingers dotted on the branch, and he touched a branch in his hand, and with a wave of it, he changed into a wooden hairpin. The little girl looked at the wooden hairpin in her hand, compared it with her two small bags, and stopped a little dejectedly, thinking that she was still too young, and it seemed that it would be a long time for her to grow up to the stories of those talented and beautiful women in the book. Thinking about it, she was distracted, and by the time she came back to her senses, the triumphant procession had already gone for the halfway mark.

Mingzhu, who had always been a little heartless that night, felt a little upset for the first time, and she sat on the rockery in the courtyard, not in the mood to practice spells at all. The moon on the winter solstice is large and round, and the white moon rings are faintly blue. Mingzhu shook her head, the bells made of shells on the bun jingled, and she unconsciously sang the ballad that her mother sang to her herself, the tune was tactful and melodious, it was an excellent lullaby, and the girl's unique crisp and sweet voice had a breathtaking beauty.

There seemed to be a faint sound of horses' hooves stepping in the back alley, and Mingzhu turned his head, thinking that maybe it was a returning soldier who was returning home from the celebratory banquet.