"It's all wasted for you." Jing Zhixi brushed off his hand, snatched the jade bottle, poured it down, and the fruit was vacuumed. His face was full of regret, and he complained to him: "There are only a few drops left in the Communist Party, and they are all covered on my face." So what else do I steal it for. Bai tossed this experience. ”

"If people don't give it, we don't want it" Wu Gucuo looked at her face distressedly: "I don't want you to suffer an unbearable injury for me." ”

"Now, you hurt me once, I hurt you once, and we're at it again. What do you think? Jing Zhixi said very seriously: "Of course, you risked your life last time, I know this." However, don't look at the Zhao family's fat like pigs, but the Zhao family is really stingy, I just took these few drops of medicine from the pharmacy, and the mother-in-law and maid who guarded the room scratched my face. Originally, I was used to all this, and it will be ready in two days, and you can't complain about me if you use such a precious medicine in this unnecessary place. Besides, the little guys chased me here, more than five miles away, it was really persevering and difficult. ”

She wanted to say that she had no merit, and there was always hard work. But Wu Gucuo was very sad: "Why do you always want to talk to me?" That can't be done, in my last life, I still owe you a life. ”

Jing Zhixi didn't hear what he said, the cat bent her waist, tiptoed, and occasionally crossed the low slope with her eyes, to see if there was any Zhao family maid chasing after her, but the little guy didn't see it, but saw Zhao Yumo, sitting on the edge of the slope as if nothing had happened, looking at her.

Jing Zhixi was caught off guard, frightened, and suddenly leaned back and sat down on the ground

"The Zhao family is as fat as a pig, and they are stingy!" Zhao Wanmo sued the wicked first, and asked her with a smile: "Who said this just now?" In the ears of Mrs. Zhao, I am afraid that whose ass will be beaten again. ”

"Why are you sitting here? When did you start here? Why is there no sound at all? Jing Zhixi looked at his wanton smile in great surprise, and asked one by one.

"From the time when you and I were stingy with each other, those few drops of medicine," Zhao Wanmo's face suddenly became lonely and serious, there was a kind of vinegar, he didn't want to eat it, but he couldn't swallow it, "Don't worry, girl, those little guys were sent away by me." Your grandmother won't trouble you, and I bribed my mother-in-law and maid. ”

Saying that, he jumped down the low slope, took out two cyan jade bottles from the placket of his clothes, and stuffed them into Jing Zhixi's hands: "If you want medicine, look for me, why bother to steal it, and be beaten for it?" These medicines, my capital Zhao Mansion is a lot, it is a little between the teeth, and it is rewarded to the Zhao family in the countryside. ”

Jing Zhixi shook the medicines, and they were really full bottles, and her mouth couldn't close in surprise, and she sighed: "You are really the God of Wealth." ”

"I'm not the God of Wealth, I'm the God of Wood. That's why I'm the best at these juice medicines. Zhao Wanmo said and took out another bottle, opened it, and put a drop on his finger, wanting to give her a bruise.

However, Jing Zhixi, who had no heart and no lungs, no longer knew when, jumped up from under his nose, and ran to stuff the medicine he gave her into Wu Gu: "Wu Gu is wrong, look, there are so many, they are all full." It's all for you, let's get both. ”

Wu Gu took the two bottles of medicine she held with a smiling face, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Jing Zhixi is much more solid than the Zhixi he knows, but it is also much more hurtful. She didn't hear anyone who said the key words in the emotional department.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Wu Gucuo stretched out his hand, stroked the messy hair between her forehead and sideburns, and said with a smile: "It's two." Let's start from scratch, shall we? I'll make you a 'five-flower jade soup', okay? ”

"Why is this name so elegant? Which five flowers? What dew? Jing Zhixi didn't know if it was good to start from scratch, but she wanted to know if the food was good.

"The flowers are fresh lilies, longans, lotus seeds, red dates, and peanuts, and the dew is the morning dew condensed on the leaves of Angelica dahurica." Wu Gu said with a smile, his doting expression, like a brother and a father, thought in his heart: When you were in the secret realm before, you loved these juices that condensed the aura of heaven and earth, and the place where you grew was all surrounded by these.

"It's sunset, where can I find Lu?" Jing Zhixi asked in surprise.

"I pick the smoke in the ruins every day, and I also put it in a bottle, which is similar to the small bottle you brought me." Wu Gucuo stood up, stretched out his hand again, and motioned for Zhixi to take his hand up. But as soon as Jing Zhixi slapped her ass with both hands, she bounced. Employing people to help, that's a problem only for young ladies, she is a maid, no.

"Let's go," she said with her hands clasped together again, patted each other up and down, patted off the soil, and smiled innocently and innocently, "Anyway, my grandmother allowed me to take a day off today." ”

"Your grandmother granted you leave, I asked you to accompany me." Zhao Wanmo muttered grievances, went around in circles, but made wedding clothes for others: "It's good for you, first you stole some medicine for him, and now he has a piece of the pie, and he is so happy to bribe him." How long has it been since you've had enough to eat? ”

"What are you muttering yourself, if you want me to say, you rich sons are hypocritical," Jing Zhixi saw that the jar in his hand was opened by him, so he took it and put it in his arms, regardless of his empty fingers in the air and embarrassment, he smiled to himself: "However, in terms of generosity, you are not like the Zhao family." ”

Three people, divided into three lines, walk slowly in a few traces of warm spring light, peach blossoms three branches and two branches, stretching to the face, the fragrance brushes the nose, there is not like the ordinary dust of the comfortable gentle. The elm leaf plum blossoms delicately and charmingly, weighing a few points of redness for the peach blossom dock. The willow branches are swaying on the banks of the stream, and the new shoots are glowing with green, drunk with spring smoke.

Wu Gu staggered off a willow, removed the leaves, twisted the green skin at one end into a contemptuous shape, put it to his mouth, and blew out a crisp and pleasant rhythm. Jing Zhixi thought it was funny, and leaned to his lips to see how he blew the willow branches into a sound. Gu Cuo handed the willow whistle to her lips full of innocent curiosity, and said, "Come, you blow." ”

Jing Zhixi followed his example, put the willow whistle in her mouth, and with a puff of her cheeks, a clumsy and simple sound really came out: "Strange, why do you blow so well, and you can still make a tune?" ”

Gu Cuo was speechless, just looked at her and smiled, that smile was more warm than the spring breeze, and stronger than family affection. He played "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", Zhao Wanmo could hear it a long time ago, but he didn't say anything, raised his eyes to see her bright childlike happy appearance, and couldn't help but purse the corners of his mouth and laugh. After many years, the three of them cherish the smiles of these ordinary but rare years.

The shrubs in the mountains, green and lush, as if dipped in paint, are verdant, and occasionally a few chubby little sparrows come out, jumping around in search of food. Jing Zhixi squatted down and tiptoed to catch the sparrow, but the sparrow, spreading its little gray wings, fluttered and flew up to the treetops. She was empty-handed, and said to the sparrow with a smile: "You little gray finch, you fly quite fast, carefully eat too much one day, and the fat one can't fly, so I'll catch you." ”

Zhao Wanmo flew away, and grabbed one from the tree: "Ah, don't wait until it's too fat to fly." When he really put the sparrow in Jing Zhixi's hand, she didn't dare to take it, so she let it flutter out of her hand in a panic and fly away.

"Just your guts," Wu Gu smiled and held her body on her back for fear of falling back, patted the feathers of the birds on her clothes, and said, "Don't talk big in front of the birds." ”

The wattle branches stretch plainly, and its flowers attract bees and butterflies, and attract butterflies to dance in front of it. "Visit Mo, hurry, catch a butterfly, coax your sister, she shouldn't be afraid." Wu Gu mistakenly saw that the bird scared Zhixi, and Zhixi's shock frightened Yu Mo again, he still felt that he had done something wrong there, and asked Zhixi if he was okay, so he told him this.

There is witchcraft in visiting Mo, and catching a butterfly is not easy to come by. This time, I smiled at the beauty and let go.

Gu staggered down, knelt on one knee with his left leg, held the wattle in the palm of his left hand, a full branch of wattle flowers in his palm, winding into a small wreath, and then his right hand took out a small scraper and a small pottery bottle from the placket, he put the pottery bottle on the ground, held the scraper, scraped off the translucent amber-like nectar knotted on the wattle flower, and called Mo to help him hold the bottle, and sent the nectar into the pottery bottle.

Zhixi came over and saw that the honey was bright, crystal delicate, light amber, and the smell was very fragrant, and she couldn't help but look at the not handsome face full of scars with bone mistakes with admiration. He took a drop of nectar from the branch, dipped it in his fingertips, and brought it to her lips, saying, "This nectar, which is the most suitable for a physique like yours that lacks qi and blood." You taste it. ”

Zhixi licked the honey, the greasy and sweet feeling, and captured the tip of her tongue, she chewed slowly, and her face showed that very innocent and lively sincere smile.

This defenseless country boy impressed Yu Mo and Zhi Xi again, Wan Mo and Zhi Xi looked at him, and thought: Qingqiu's departure, where he went, and how depressed he was, he was the richest person in the world, because he was full of learning, warm and delicate emotions, and could discover the richest gift of nature.

Back in the ruins, fresh lilies, longan, lotus seeds, red dates, peanuts, dew, and the ingredients needed for the five-flowered jade dew soup were really all complete in his place, either planted in the courtyard for picking, or stored in the knot earlier. He set up a fire, put a small pottery pot, put the prepared ingredients into it one by one, and specially added the wattle honey that had just been picked.

The small red clay stove, the green ant soup, slowly simmered, emitted wisps of heat, swirling in the knot room, staining his simple but elegant inkstone. After the stew, he gave Wan Mo and Zhixi, each with a bowl, Zhixi drank very sweet, after drinking a bowl, holding the bowl and smiling at him innocently, the bone mistake gave her another bowl, until the pot bottomed out, but she still didn't seem to be full, Wan Mo hurriedly pushed his untouched bowl in front of her, and said, "My bowl hasn't moved yet, let it be given to you." ”

"You're at home, you don't have to eat and drink, you don't need to be rare in this bowl of soup," Zhixi took it unceremoniously, gobbling it up and finding a reasonable excuse for herself.

"Bone mistake, I think you have the talent to be a cook." Zhixi drank a full pot, still unsatisfied, Gu Wrong and Wan Mo, watching her without pretentiousness on the side, just smiled with relief.

"Good! When the master came back, I told him, "Hurry up tomorrow, I'll be a cook for the students of Gu Muyin, okay?" Gu Cuo talked to her, always in a doting tone, making her feel as if he had known her for a long time. In fact, the truth is also true.

The next day, Zhao Wanmo returned to Beijing to restore his father's life, Lu Wanyu and Chen Zigui took office, their road to high morality, to the master's high morality, and set up a living signboard, Gu Muyin's son of study, the first time overcrowded. Even in front of the women's dormitory, which used to be so deserted that you could snare sparrows, was full of women from small civilian households queuing up to pay for school. Even the twelve herb girls in the green sac of Gouyu Village came to see the excitement.

Mrs. Wu was in front of the table that had been set up in advance, just counting the money, and her face was full of joy, but when she saw Wu Gucuo, who came to call them to eat at noon, her smile tightened.

Since then, the smoke in the ruins has become a small kitchen, and the huge open space of Taohuawu has become a natural canteen. Wu Gucuo set up wooden boards one by one in the forest and served them one by one. Dian Er took the medicine picker girl and was also invited by him to enter the table. Dian'er looked at the appearance of the bone wrong serving rice and water, and her eyes were full of tears: it was no longer the young master of the fox clan who was high above in the secret realm in her memory, but became the most simple young farmer in the countryside, who could hold a hoe, be in charge of the kitchen, and wash his hands and make soup in the world.

After finishing his work, Gu Cuo took out his cherished guqin and played a song for everyone among the peach blossoms in the streams and mountains. However, when everyone looked at him, he only looked at Zhixi.

When the palace trees in the capital are splendid, the yellow cranes are chasing low, the dignitaries and nobles are walking on the rain and frost and dew, and Bao Jue is falling among the coral branches at night, Wu Gucuo is in the countryside, silently guarding the person he cherishes the most.

Hoeing and ploughing, herding ducks and mowing wattles, making willows for whistles, chickens and ducks in the market, rice noodles, and reciting in the virtual room have become his daily life, or he and her. Hidden outside the noisy court, regardless of the complexity of the world, ignoring the shortcomings of their parents, they did not fight to protect the quiet land that this person who was renewed should have: basket weaving, hemp weaving, silkworm raising, rice planting, and grain...... The work of the villagers in the mountains, they will be in full meeting.

Visiting Mo often returns, between the Xuan Order, they are hermits who devote themselves to studying; In the countryside, they are hermits who hoe and mow thorns.

The dull passing years, one glance, one smile, one look, one look, and one look, I can see through the time of more than two years.

Yuan has Zhixi and Lan, and Si Gongzi did not dare to speak...... Two years later, Zhixi finally understood that the second half of the words he gave her were love.