As the days passed, the number of lethargic days gradually decreased. It's just that whenever the dream goes back to the depths of sleep, what floats in a trance is a different era and world. In my dream, I floated in the air of the urban forest, quietly looking down on the mediocre people and traffic, shuttling through the noisy streets. And when she slowly stretched out her hand to grasp something, the person fell from mid-air and woke up suddenly.

At the beginning of the awakening, his eyes were hazy and his thoughts were ignorant. suddenly recalled the allusion of Zhuang Zhoumengdie, and hooked up the constant confusion in the bottom of his heart.

Is it the butterfly that makes up Zhuang Zhou's dream, or does Zhuang Zhou embellish the butterfly's dream?

The rain in late autumn was dripping, and the wind blew on the plantain leaves, and a midnight minor song was played. The light blade gently brushed across the thick sky, revealing the outlines and shadows of the things around them.

Jiu'er sat up vigorously, swinging her limp limbs unskillfully, and crawled closer to the window step by step.

Because of the sudden rain, the ventilation window at the foot of the bed was not closed before bedtime, but was opening unabashedly. The wind blew through the branches and leaves, carrying the cool and wet and the smell of grass roots into the room endlessly, and curiously and enthusiastically pounced on the young flour dough that sat and looked out, and the face was full of Zen until the ink sky was about to dawn......

Hello –

The big black dog's brown beads full of aura, watery as if reflecting a worried look, whining and tilting his head to pay attention to the movement in the vine blue.

Hello - Hello -

The pink man was blindfolded, wrinkled his nose, and couldn't help but sneeze a few times.

It happened to be lunchtime, and the neighboring Wei family was just facing the embarrassment of bottoming out the oil bottle, and Wei Ziqian was kicked out of the door by his mother's order, salivating to borrow some lard and salt flowers from the Huang family. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, he heard a weak and trembling sneezing, so he shouted:

"Aunt Hong-Jiu'er, she has a cold?"

Huang was covering his daughter with a small quilt in the inner room, and when he heard the sound, he smiled and beckoned Wei Ziqian to come in. "Hey, Nan'er can't sleep well these nights, and she refuses to make up for sleep during the day. I didn't know what was going on last night, I opened my eyes dimly, and I actually found her sitting by the window, I don't know how long it was, the whole person was cold, and her hair and clothes were covered with thick moisture......"

Wei Ziqian put the things in his hand on the table, approached the bed to look at people, and sure enough, his face was not as ruddy and pink as a few days ago, but a little blue.

Huang caught a glimpse of the two empty tile bowls he had brought and asked, "Is there something missing from your kitchen stove?" ”

"Hmmm! Today, the eldest brother and the second brother came back suddenly, and my mother didn't have time to go public, so she asked me to borrow some oil and salt to go back. ”

"Da Lang and Ji Lang are back? What about your dad? Huang paused, but still couldn't help asking, "Did my family come back with a message?" ”

Wei Ziqian blinked a few times, touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Mother is in a hurry to drive me out, and I haven't had time to chat with my brothers yet......"

Huang thought for a moment, stood up and went to pick up the clay bowl on the table. "Then I'll send the things over first, Gorou, you look at Ah Jiu, wait for me to come back!"

As soon as he responded, Huang had already turned around and walked out. There were fewer people talking in the room, so it was naturally a lot quieter. Wei Ziqian was in his active teenage years, where could he endure his breath, and began to constantly tease the swaddling people, pretending to make grimaces and pretend to be pigs...... All tricks were used, but in exchange for Lu Jiu'er's calm gaze.

After directing and acting for a while, Lu Jiu'er still only stared at him, and Wei Ziqian couldn't help but wonder. Huer thought about it, yes! It must be because she is not feeling well, so Jiu'er doesn't have the heart to be teased by him!

"Okay, Jiu'er is not afraid, Brother Qian will help you make your face look better!" Wei Ziqian said as he rubbed his palm, and in the next moment, he attacked the little face.

Although his strength was not heavy, but she was deliberately ravaged by two wolf claws, she subconsciously struggled in vain, and the next second his actions made her stunned and her whole body stiffened like a stone, and her face was pale and annoyed!

Wei Ziqian lowered his head and wanted to kiss her tender cheek, but he didn't expect Jiu'er to turn his head and kiss her petal-like little lips. He frowned strangely, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, muttering, "Tsk, a milky smell." Then he actually snorted a few times.

He...... How dare you dislike it! He's not a mouthful of sugar sweetness!

She blushed and protested angrily with a cry in the sky, making Wei Ziqian so anxious, taking a small drum and making a grimace, trying her best to make eighteen efforts, but she couldn't be at peace.

The Wei family house next door is much more lively and busy than before because of its popularity. When Huang entered the courtyard gate, he saw a conspicuous ox cart tied to the trunk of an old tree next to the house, striding into the courtyard, and several things were temporarily placed in the patio, as if they had not had time to put together after being unloaded from the ox cart.

"Sister-in-law!" Huang stopped at the patio and shouted a few times, "Brother Wei, sister-in-law Wei - is there anyone in the house?" ”

When Xue heard the sound and came out to see it, he hurriedly took the seasoning from Huang's hand and said, "Where did the dead cub go, I actually dared to ask you to send it over in person, and I will reward him with a rattan whip meat when I turn around!" ”

"It's okay, he helped me watch Ah Jiu." Huang looked in the direction of the back room, just looked at the two brothers sitting in the hall, turned his head and smiled, "I haven't seen you for a few months, Da Lang Erlang has grown a lot, and he has become an adult in the blink of an eye." ”

Xue also smiled proudly. "After all, I am working in a big city and a big house, and I don't want to be prosperous, as long as they can grow some knowledge, have enough food and clothing, and can afford to support the family, I will be content to thank God."

Huang pursed his lips and smiled, then looked at him a few times and asked, "Why don't you see Brother David?" ”

"It is said that the third aunt and grandmother in the mansion are in labor, so they may come back a few days late, or they may come ......back a few months later," Xue couldn't help complaining, "I only have a few days to rest when I work in the mansion for a year, and I said that I couldn't leave, and now I can't come back because of the trouble, and if it drags on near the end of the year, he won't have time to go home!" ”

"That's what your business is busy." Huang knew that she just wanted to vent, but she didn't take it to heart, "That'...... Is there any news from my family? ”

The men of both families worked in the big mansions in the city, and the women stayed in the grange in this suburban village for a long time to help, so they usually brought news to each other when they returned home, or reported their safety.

Xue suddenly saved, turned his head and called his eldest son out of the patio, and asked, "Did your Uncle Hong ask you to bring the word back?" ”

Da Lang politely greeted Huang, then shook his head and replied no.

Huang was not very sure, and asked him carefully: When did you see someone recently? How is the body? Busy? Is there anything else special and so on.

Da Lang smiled slightly and comforted her: "Aunt Hong doesn't have to worry, I expect that Uncle Hong's return to the village will also be a matter of the next few days, otherwise he will definitely explain to us to pass on the message to you." ”

When Huang heard this, he still couldn't feel comfortable, but he couldn't ask anything, so he had to say goodbye with a heavy heart.

When Da Lang returned to the back room, Erlang poured him a full cup of tea, and the rich and pleasant aroma of tea came to his nose. Took a deep breath, worthy of being the top Yunfeng Maojian, if it weren't for the master's willingness to be compassionate and rewarding, I'm afraid that people like them would not be willing to buy a tea or two after thirty years of mediocre struggle.

Erlang put the pot back on the table, raised his eyes and asked, "Isn't there some rumor in the mansion recently?" Why didn't my brother mention it to my aunt just now, so that she could be prepared. ”

Da Lang glanced out of the door, then picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully, and said lightly: "There is no shadow, but mentioning it makes people fool." ”

Jiro raised his eyebrows, and his young face showed a look of disapproval. "How can it be that there is no shadow? I've heard that an urgent order has been issued from above for the chief manager to draw up a list, and he has to go from house to house to find out the situation. So as long as you get on that list, there must be a chance. ”

"Wrong." Da Lang shook his head, "Let's not talk about Uncle Hong's honest and honest temperament, just because this matter is fully responsible for the boss, with his shrewdness and slipperyness, things will not be simple." ”

Erlang's heart moved faintly when he heard this, but for a while, he still couldn't figure out the meaning of these words.

Seeing his eyes, Da Lang was unconsciously stunned, reached out and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "I will understand it slowly in the future." ”