Yan Yan Shuimei, a few egrets, or watching, or flying; Several pairs of mandarin ducks, in pairs, in front of the bamboo fence of Mo Ruyi's house, rowing the ripples of happiness.

"How can it be!" Mu Luo heard the news from the little servant, put the folding fan in his hand in the palm of his hand, fell it together, and said angrily: "It's just nonsense!" ”

"Accidentally, you went overboard, didn't you?" But the whirlwind was looking forward to such a result, and smiled and beat Qian'er behind the master.

"What do you mean by 'Thirty Men of the Sun'? Have I touched them? Mu Luo was at a loss and irritable, and wanted to describe it: "I just locked them in the dormitory, covered people's eyes and ears, and then slipped away and came to the thin dock to wash the dust for Zhixi, how did it become what they said, and they were extravagant?" I also have to move out of Shaodianjun to teach and suppress me. Am I that bad? ”

"You're not bad, but it's also good to teach and manage you," Zhixi saw that Mu Luo was playing with a child's heart, and couldn't help but come up and persuade him again: "It's also good for you to restrain yourself from doing things upside down, ignoring the overall situation, and messing with flowers and grass." Instead of standing here and grumbling, you should go back now, explain the matter to them, and then take care of all the things you want to do to them this morning, and then come out to play. ”

"I, painstakingly and lonely, arranged all this, all for you, to come here, and feel at home," Mu Luo innocently pouted to Zhixi: "How can I teach you to say it, I'm just, come out to play?" ”

"Thank you Muluo for everything you did for me, I like it here, indeed, it's like going home," Zhixi had no choice, patted the dust he had just stained on his body, frowned and said, "Okay, Muluo, go quickly." Ling girls, they will be arranged for me, and when you come back, I will make you something to eat. ”

"The corn porridge made by Zhixi, I like to eat it the most, but it is much more delicious than the old grandmother of the Zhao family before. Muluo was overjoyed, sweeping away the displeasure on his face.

"Yes, yes, everything is made by your sister Zhixi, the best! The cooking grandma of the Zhao family before, it wasn't because you stole porridge and made the family lose their jobs, but now they are embarrassed to take it out. Quick, young master, stop the ink, hurry back to the country of Mexico, and give your people and ministers a good reflection on their mistakes. The whirlwind unceremoniously grabbed Mu Luo's collar, dragged him along, and walked in the direction of the exit of Hua Shouwu.

When passing by Weiruo's side, Mu Luo glared at him fiercely, and said inexplicably: "Aren't you going to be martyred for Zhixi?" Just stay here! ”

When Xuanfuzi heard this, he was like a wood falling into the vinegar of Weiruo, blaming him for being like a ghost wherever he went, sticking to Zhixi. So, she added a little more strength and vigorously touched the collar of Mu Luo, who was being dragged by her, so as to teach him to go faster.

"Good sister, every time you are so rude, you are not afraid of strangling me," Mu Luo pulled the placket of his neck with his hand, so relieved, and complained about the whirlwind: "Let's two, who is the master of whom?" Besides, you dragged me to those old men in the court to reflect on their mistakes, so in the end, am I the emperor Laozi, or are they? In this world, how can there be such a cowardly emperor? ”

Mu Luo struggled, but his cultivation was still too low, and he still couldn't withstand the strength of the spiral coverer, so the spiral cover dragged him straight out of the exit of Hua Thin Dock, and then let go of him and said: "Strangle your neck, I can't stop your mouth, you say so many words, isn't it difficult to ventilate?" ”

Mu Luo ignored her, flicked his sleeves, and walked away in front of him. When he didn't look at Zhixi, he didn't necessarily have much ink. The Spinner smiled, followed his back, and disappeared into the deep path.

In the flower thin dock, Weiruo stood in place, looking at Zhixi coldly, seeing her smiling and watching Mu Luo leave, after Mu Luo left, she shook her head so helplessly and dotingly, as if she was still immersed in the laughter and scolding with him, she couldn't help but feel a little bad in her heart, so she asked her in a low voice:

"Have you always done this to him? He is obviously the same age as you, and there is no real blood relationship with you, so you spoil him like this, won't you be jealous if you leave him? ”

If you are obviously jealous, but you use separation and as a shield to talk about things, it can be seen that you are not open enough about this relationship in your heart, and you want to bury it deeply and not show it, but you can't get over the threshold in your heart.

"You don't know, it's closer to him," Zhixi heard him mention leaving, and there was an indescribable pain between his eyebrows, however, in an instant, he seemed to be relieved again, pursed his lips and replied with a smile. What she said was the truth, in the past years, Lihe and Muluo were more like brothers than Weiruo, who suddenly appeared halfway.

"Oh, that's right," Weiruo suddenly felt a pain in his heart. In the past years, he couldn't even laugh. There is no intimate brotherhood. The fireworks in the world, separated from him by a cold river of the Styx, are obviously close in front of him, but they are far away from the end of the world.

Lingnu's face was full of sincerity, her eyes smiled into a slit, beckoning Zhixi and Weiruo to enter the house, on the table of the Eight Immortals in the house, a table of dishes had been prepared, she took Zhixi's hand, taught her to sit down, and while serving her vegetables, she shouted to Mo Meng outside: "Ruyi, your chicken, hurry up and burn it!" ”

"Okay!" While killing chickens, Mo Meng happily responded, and after a while, regardless of the wind and dust, he went to pull the bellows, burn the cauldron stove, and stew the chicken.

If you look at the happiness that only this cloth husband and wife have in the world, you can't help but feel envious. Zhixi, who knows the fireworks in the world best, is envious at this moment, but in the same way, she is envious, because she has never had such a warm home in heaven and earth.

"Look at you two, it's awkward, it looks like it's in a place with big rules, and it's broken by the clamps," Ling Nu joked about the sad two, and said with a smile: "Hua Slender Dock is the most unruly." From now on, wouldn't it be nice to have a home here? ”

"It's good," Zhixi echoed Lingnu. After a few spring and autumn periods, even Lingnu has found her happy home, but what about her? "Lingnu, can I live next to you? I want to be with you, like when I was a child, and I don't have to guess. ”

"That's hard to say! I can't hope for it! Lingnu's smile was so bright: "Moyu (Muluo), originally built for you to be a 'willing' residence, no matter how exquisite, just where he stroked the qin to welcome you, I said, you don't necessarily like to stay there alone." But Moyu is a willful temper, he has to say, you are quiet, lonely and cold, love to stay in the corner, so you are built far away from us. ”

"What can he know," Zhixi said of Muluo, and felt that he was ignorant: "Just like this chicken, in a poor man's house, the mother always gives the best chicken thigh meat to the child, and eats the difficult and tasteless chicken ribs herself, and later, when others ask the child what his mother likes to eat, he will tell people that his mother loves to eat chicken ribs." ”

"Look at you, what kind of parable is this? At a young age, you speak old-fashioned, and you forced Moyu to call you sister before, but now, you are comparing yourself to your mother again? You always say that Moyu is not sensible," Ling Nu complained for Mu Luo: "He just looks like a hippie smiling face and a wandering skeleton on the surface, but in fact, in his bones, he is more infatuated than anyone else." I don't know how many times stronger than these Mo descendants in his relatives, such as my family Ruyi. ”

"If you want to elevate Moyu, there's no reason to belittle me!" Mo Meng also seemed to have begun to eat the vinegar of Moyu (Muluo), and said to Ling Nu with a smile and anger: "At the beginning, the Moon Mo family, he lived in seclusion in the East Mansion, I am the overlord of the house, I don't know how many times stronger than him!" ”

"The heroes don't mention the courage of the year, besides, you are not brave, they are all disgraceful, you bully Moyu, who goes to clean the courtyard for him and send him food, you must want the person who served Moyu to eat three whips a day, and close the small black house! How about now, feng shui takes turns, Moyu is more beautiful than you, but it doesn't do anything to you. Be grateful. Thanks to this, as well as my relationship with Zhixi's good sisters, Moyu allowed you to be here and serve our Zhixi. "Ling Nu is sharp and sharp, and she has not reduced the year.

"It turned out to be because of this," Zhixi heard that 'when Moyu was imprisoned in Dongfu, whoever went to serve him would have to eat three whips a day and close the small black house', so she recalled why Weiruo, who had incarnated as an antuary, went to Dongfu to clean the courtyard on her behalf. So, she looked at Wei Ruo gratefully, and then said, "You went to Dongfu on my behalf that day, because you were afraid that I would be punished. Thank you, Weiruo. ”

Weiruo lowered his head, he had little words, his face was flushed at the moment, he was afraid that if he continued to get along like this, he couldn't control his feelings for Zhixi, so he turned around and walked out of the courtyard: "I'll go cut bamboo." ”

After the rain in Hsinchu, there is an elegant bamboo fragrance. Weiruo, Mo Meng, Zhixi, and Lingnu, the four of them built a bamboo house together. Zhixi held the bamboo, but if it was not fixed, Lingnu handed the bamboo to Ruyi, and Ruyi went up again, and for a while, it also gave Zhixi the illusion of 'the years are quiet'.

It's sun, dusk. The bamboo house is newly built, curling with smoke, teasing the fragrance of corn, and the wood is falling, but it is in the future. Come to think of it, he still copes with the position of the emperor of the Mo Kingdom in the world, and he can't be considered to be at ease.

At night, people are determined. Lingnu gave the bedding at her home to Zhixi and Weiruo, and Weiruo received it in her arms, insisting on laying the quilt for Zhixi, Zhixi first insisted on refusing, so she fought with him, but she had no intention of touching her fingertips, feeling that men and women could not kiss, and it was even more inappropriate, so she hurriedly withdrew her hand and stood there, letting Weiruo place it for her.

Before first making a mattress for her, then closing the window for her, lowering the bamboo curtains, and carrying the rest of the quilt to his room. Zhixi looked at his back and said, "No, you don't have to be like this. Ling Nu has said, there are no rules here, there is no distinction between respect and inferiority, you are like this, I don't want to go, besides, you are not a shore land, nor a slave, even if you talk about respect and humility, you respect me and me. ”

Wei Ruo did not speak. After putting the futon back in his room, he fetched a basin of hot water and brought it to Zhixi's room, Zhixi didn't know what he meant, and asked, "Weiruo, what are you doing?" ”