Mo Xin and Dongmei walked a few more streets, but they didn't find a place that seemed suitable.

The two of them were a little tired from walking, and when they saw a tea stall nearby, they walked over and sat down.

The owner of this tea stall looks to be in his sixties, and although he has a bit of gray hair, he is in good spirits. Dressed modestly, but clean and neat.

"Two guest officers, please use it slowly." The old man poured a cup of tea for each of them.

Mo Xin took a big sip, although it was a very ordinary tea leaf, but the brewed tea was sweet and delicious.

Dongmei on the side drank it and thought this tea was very good.

"Old man, your tea is really good, I don't know what kind of water it is brewed with?"

The old man said proudly: "This water is not ordinary water, it is brewed by the spring water on the nearby mountain." ”

"No wonder it's so delicious, I don't know which mountain spring it is?"

When the old man heard Mo Xin's question, he had an idea in his heart, "Does this person want to use the mountain spring to make tea, or does he want to use it for other businesses?" After all, his peers are like enemies, and he doesn't want to be fought for business.

Mo Xin saw the old man's concerns, she smiled and said, "Old man, you see that there are only a few mountains near here, as long as you look for them one by one, you will definitely be able to find this spring." Of course, doing so can be time-consuming and labor-intensive. What would you think if you told me the place and I would pay you ten taels of silver in return? ”

The old man was a little moved when he heard this, after all, a cup of tea was only five cents, and he had to sell two thousand cups of tea for ten taels of silver to receive so much money.

How can there be a reason not to want the money sent to the door, "Then you give me the money first, and I'll tell you." ”

Although this son seems to have a good face, but his old man has been setting up a stall here for many years, and he has seen many people, and some people may be cunning people although they have good faces, so it is better to be steady.

Mo Xin smiled and asked Dongmei to take out ten taels from her purse and hand it to the old man.

The old man took the silver in his hand, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

"This spring is from the top of the Wind Mountain."

"Listen to the wind mountain?"

"Childe, I know this mountain. It is rumored that there was a woman who lived at the foot of the mountain and liked to fly kites, and one day she lost her footing and died while collecting medicine on the mountain.

Her husband was an infatuated man, and every day he went to the mountains to fly a kite, and the kite said that he wanted a woman, and after flying the kite every day, he would tear off the string of the kite and let the kite fly to find the woman.

Day after day, year after year, some people say that men are stupid, but men say that when the wind blows, he can hear the laughter of women flying kites. Later, slowly this mountain was called the Wind Listening Mountain. “

"This girl is right, many young people like to go to the mountain to fly kites and beg for marriage."

"Every woman hopes that her wishful husband is an infatuated person, and in fact, there are very few who can not marry again after the death of their wife." Mo Xin said with emotion.

In ancient times, there were originally three wives and four concubines, what kind of infatuation do you talk about? And even if there were, it was a handful.

Although it is monogamous in modern times, it is rare to be able to grow old.

Love is originally a luxury, if you have it, it is naturally good, and if you don't have it, you have to live a good life. For love, she, a stranger, really doesn't dare to have hope.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, it is better to run a good business and plan more for the future. Otherwise, as a waste princess, she will not have the right to choose in her future marriage, so she should not be the puppet at the mercy of others.

"The wife and the wife are old companions, just like the average man in the village, his wife dies and he marries. Even if you are old, your wife is gone, and you are looking for someone else. That listening to Fengshan is a legend, the legend is not emotional, how to pass it on. I think it's just made up to deceive people, or is it specifically to deceive those little girls who are not deeply involved in the world. The old man said with a smile.

"The old man has a point." Mo Xin praised, after all, he has lived for decades and lived thoroughly, and he is used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people, so he can see through it.

"I think Childe is also an understanding person, so I take the liberty to ask, I don't know what Childe wants that spring water to be used for?" The old man asked curiously.

"I'll take that spring water to be of great use, and when summer comes, you'll know what it's for."

When the old man heard this, he didn't ask much, and told him the specific location of the Moxin Spring.

Mo Xin took Dongmei and walked in the direction of Tingfeng Mountain.

"Dongmei, why are you so familiar with this Tingfeng Mountain?" Mo Xin looked at Dongmei with a smile and thought: This girl may not have flown a kite and asked for marriage.

Dongmei seemed to see Mo Xin's thoughts, and said with a slight flush on her face: "I lived around here for a while before. “

"No wonder it's so familiar."

"There are five peaks here, in addition to Tingfeng Mountain, there are also Dibao Mountain, Flower Mountain, and two nameless mountains. Dibao Mountain is because there are many medicinal materials on the mountain, and the people who collect medicine say that there are treasures everywhere, so it is named Dibao Mountain. The Flower Mountain is a lot of wild flowers, blooming all over the mountain, named after it. Tingfeng Mountain is the closest to the two nameless mountains. ”

"Good girl, you're just a good navigator."

"Princess, what is the navigator?" Dongmei asked curiously, since the princess woke up from falling into the water, she always said some words that they didn't understand.

"The navigator is to know the road, be familiar with the place, and can quickly bring people to their destination."

"Well, princess, I know that there is a path that is very close up the hill, but it is a little steep, and you can take me if it is not easy to walk."

"Okay."

After walking for a while, I came to the path that Dongmei said, but the road was overgrown with green weeds, more than a meter high, and I bent down and nodded hello when the wind blew.

It's not Dongmei remembers the place, it looks like a large patch of weeds, where can you find such a path.

"How easy is this?" Dongmei frowned, if only she had a long knife and cut down the weeds on this road.

"Go and pick up two thick sticks and pluck the weeds, the grass is nothing, I'm afraid there will be snakes hiding in it."

"No." Dongmei found two thick sticks on the side, she led the way in front, and Mo Xin followed behind.

Halfway through, Mo Xin found a little red dragonfly waiting on the grass, grabbed its wings at once, and said with a smile: "Little guy, why don't you go to the mountain with me?" “

Dongmei turned her head to look at the little dragonfly in Mo Xin's hand, "It's cute." “

"It's better to put it away and let it go home." Mo Xin let go of the little dragonfly in his hand, and the little dragonfly hurriedly ran away.

Mo Xin looked at the direction in which the little dragonfly flew away, and smiled very sweetly, remembering that when she was a child, she liked dragonflies very much, and every time she would raise the little dragonflies she caught for a few days and let them go.

I raise them because I like them, and I put them because I like them. Because dragonflies have the life of dragonflies, they should fly freely, not be kept in bottles by her to watch.

There is a kind of love called letting go, but there are many people who understand, but letting go is too difficult to do.

Because of love, I care, and I am reluctant to let go. Many times, people live a life of love and killing each other because of their feelings.

I obviously don't like this kind of life, but I unknowingly formed this situation.

Maybe if you love and kill each other, you can only lose both, but no one wants to let go. I don't know how to change such a situation, I can only use this situation to prove that I am in love.

Speaking of such people, life is really tiring. But life is not simple, who can easily live a good life?

But it's just pretending, pretending that I'm strong, pretending that I'm hurt, pretending that I don't really care that much.

There are too many pretenses, and later, it seems that it is impossible to distinguish between fake and real.

Mo Xin's mood was a little complicated, she didn't completely let go of Situ Xin, but she let herself slowly forget about him in her busyness.

Some injuries will not be healed, and some people can only forget, but it takes too much time, maybe for a lifetime, or for a lifetime.

Mo Xin looked at the weedy path in front of him, although it seemed far away, but step by step, he could always walk up. It's the same with life, find joy in a quiet life.

By the time the two of them walked up the mountain, they were already sweating and a little thirsty.

"Princess, you still have to walk a little further, and you will reach the place of the mountain spring."

"Hurry up, I'm dying of thirst."

"Why don't you sit here and rest for a while, I'll go ahead and bring you some water." Dongmei blamed herself for being careless, and took the princess to climb the mountain without bringing a pot of water.

"It's okay, let's go together." Mo Xin took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This summer has not yet arrived, and it is hot to walk when it is windy. If only there were a small automatic fan that you can carry with you like modern times.

It would be even better if there was a sweet cold drink. She hadn't eaten ice cream for a long time, and when the ingredients were ready, she would start making more and let Dongmei, Qiuyun, and Xiaohua taste them.

Along the way, the breeze came, the birds sang and the flowers were fragrant, and the butterflies, bees and dragonflies were all good companions, passing by them from time to time.

"Princess, how beautiful do you think this butterfly is?" Dongmei pointed to a pink butterfly.

The butterfly seemed to hear Dongmei's praise and circled around her.

Mo Xin smiled: "I think you are much more beautiful than butterflies, you see that even butterflies like you." ”

"Princess, you're making fun of me again."

"No, I'm telling the truth."

Mo Xin thought to himself: Dongmei is beautiful and kind, and she won't know that stinky boy in the future. When she is older, let her leave the palace and start a small business by herself. It's better than following her to the palace to see people's faces.

"I won't tell you." Dongmei's appearance of pretending to be angry is also cute.

The two laughed and walked, and time seemed to pass much faster, and soon they arrived at the location of the mountain spring.

On both sides are steep mountain walls overgrown with small plants with triangular leaves, which look a little strange. There is a spring flowing in the middle.

Looking at the mountain spring more than two meters wide, Mo Xin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly drank it with his hand.

"It's so sweet." As he spoke, he took a few more big sips. With this good spring water, the cold drinks and sweet tastes are sure to be even better.