On that day, Ji Shu returned to the backyard of the Thousand Faces Pavilion.

The yard was cleaned and tidy by A-Ning's two diligent maids.

The water lilies in the water tank in the courtyard are blooming, and the pink petals are wrapped in delicate yellow stamens, standing on the surface of the water. The sun's rays are scattered on the edge of the water tank through the trellises, and there is a quiet tranquility of the years.

Ji Shu has always looked at flowers and water, and the beautiful scenery in his eyes is even more comfortable. In addition to being comfortable, Ji Shu couldn't help but itch, if only he had a paintbrush in his hand at this time.

Ji Shu came to the study, found pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, spread it out and began to paint.

But in a moment, a black lotus jumped on the white rice paper.

Ji Shu was satisfied, and gently blew the ink that had leaked on the paper.

Well, not bad.

He smiled and took two steps back......

"Oops!"

A Ning was holding a tea tray in his hand, clang, and hit Ji Shu's back, there was a bang, and the tea tray was still in his hand, but the tea bowl slipped and was crooked.

Ji Shu hurriedly turned around, and his eyes quickly grabbed the rolling tea bowl.

Tea overflowed in the tray and drenched to the floor in an instant.

"Brother Shu, why did you suddenly retreat?" A-Ning said aggrievedly, "I saw you leaning over with your back to the door and waving your pen, I thought you were painting, I didn't want to disturb you, so I didn't make a sound, who knew you ......"

Ji Shu took the tea tray in A-Ning's hand and hurriedly asked, "Did you splash it on your body?" Is it hot? ”

"Nope." A-Ning shook his head helplessly, looked at Mo Lian on the table, and sighed, "Brother, you are not only an idiot with makeup, but also a painting idiot." This water lily is well drawn! ”

A Ning has been a painter with Ji Shushi since he was a child, and he is too familiar with painting.

"It's not good to say that it's suddenly exciting." Ji Shu put aside the saucer and said casually, "What about Senior Brother?" ”

After asking, his body suddenly shook!

Why does this feel familiar?

……

Inside a simple study.

"Ah Xiu writes well today, although Ah Niang doesn't understand it, she can see it." A gentle and virtuous woman brushed the tea on her sleeve and smiled.

"Today, the child was happy, so he wrote a few more." The six or seven-year-old boy who was praised answered his mother's words seriously, and asked with concern: "Auntie, did you splash the tea?" You don't have to bring tea to your child, he is not thirsty at all. ”

Seeing his sensible appearance, the woman was very pleased, touched his little head, didn't say anything, and asked, "Where is your father?" ”

"Daddy was called." The little boy picked up the pen again and gestured to write, "I said I asked him to write a few words." Before leaving, Daddy instructed the child to memorize a book and learn two characters. The child thinks, where are the two words enough? ”

The woman almost couldn't help laughing, her Xiu'er was good everywhere, but there were two things that made people headache-once she got serious, she couldn't help but be old-fashioned at a young age, and the words she said were one after another, which was difficult to refute; Once he goes out to play, he can't wait to play, he plays crazy, and he is full of energy, which makes people want to catch him home.

He has two characteristics: distressing and maddening.

"Then you can write it." The woman glanced at the half-spilled tea bowl, "Remember to drink water when you are thirsty." ”

While the mother and son were talking, the boy had already begun to continue to dip his ink in writing, and he promised without raising his head: "Okay, A-Niang." ”

The sound is crisp and raw.

A woman's heart is softer.

She gently lifted the curtain and walked out.

……

"Forgive brother, forgive brother!" A Ning's voice sounded in his ears, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Ji Shu moved his eyes that were a little jerky, and was awakened by A Ning's shout, shook his head, returned to consciousness, and said slowly: "It's okay." ”

"Are you really okay?" A-Ning's eyebrows were slightly together, he pulled his wrist, his fingers caught his pulse, and suddenly there was a rapid and powerful beating at his fingertips, a little restless.

"Strange." A-Ning was a little puzzled, "Brother Shu, have you been sleeping hard lately?" How dreamy? ”

It looked like he was stuck in some kind of memory.

Suddenly, A-Ning had a flash of inspiration: "Brother Shu, do you remember what happened when you were a child?" ”

"Seems to be." Ji Shu rubbed the corners of his forehead, "It's just some fragments." ”

"It's already good, it's just beyond expectations." A-Ning's words were filled with joy, "After all, even the poison doctor seniors can't guarantee that your memory will be restored, and when you will be able to recover." I remember him saying that it depends on creation, and I'm so happy for you, brother! ”

She was genuinely happy.

Ji Shu has only been recognizing the "six relatives who don't recognize him" in the Poison Doctor Valley, and it has only been more than a month, and it is obvious that he has recovered well.

So A-Ning hurriedly walked out of Ji Shu's study, and said excitedly before going out: "I want to quickly prepare some herbs for you to rejuvenate your spirits, not only that, but also to cultivate the essence of Guyuan." ”

There is a posture that can't be stopped.

Ji Shu thought back to all kinds of memories and found an opportunity for memory reappearance - scene touching.

No matter how much he could remember, he always had to try.

At that moment, Ji Shu immediately went out of the Thousand Faces Pavilion and went to the market.

In the market, there are some mothers holding their children's hands to buy things, and some children are following their mothers, looking curiously...... Ji Shu followed them and walked away, but he never remembered the fragments of his childhood.

He thought that maybe the place where he lived as a child was a remote village, far away from the market, and he didn't know if he had never followed his mother to the market.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, it seemed that he was really impatient.

So, the act of finding a memory opportunity in the market stopped.

He walked aimlessly, and before he knew it, he had gone far away.

In front of me is a relatively low house, with people constantly coming in and out.

Suddenly, there was a commotion.

"Stop me, little bunny!"

It's the voice of a big man.

"It's not me! I really didn't break that jar! Woowoo woo ......"

A child cried and defended himself.

"Are you still quibbling? Who else could it be if it wasn't you? I can't get enough of the eight lambs all day long! ”

Bang dang!

Something hit the ground.

"Ahh

A scream.

Ji Shu twisted his eyebrows.

Typical Lao Tzu teaches his son every day.

He didn't want to hear more.

Walk up.

Before he had taken two steps, he heard another "Boom!" ”

Who closed the door.

Ji Shu's foot, which was walking, suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth seemed to change color suddenly, and he was dizzy!

……

"Little doll, are you playing here by yourself?"

A little boy was digging a hole in front of a dirt slope, and without raising his head, he replied, "Why not?" ”

"Do you know what village this is?"

"Shen Jiagou."

"What's your name?"

"Shen Yixiu." The little boy hurriedly piled aside the excavated earth, wanting to make a wall, and went on to himself, "My father gave me the name, and my father said it was unique. My dad is a teacher and knows a lot of words! ”

"Really?"

The little boy finally looked up, because he thought the word "yes" was too strange.

He finally saw the person in front of him who asked him clearly: a smiling black man, staring at him with a gloomy face, not like a good person.

He was a little scared, he hit a spirit, stopped playing with dirt, and was about to run away.

Before he could run away, he was clamped down.

"Want to run? It's late! Hey, hey, hey. ”

The little boy tried to scream, but the man covered his mouth.

He was completely frightened and began to struggle violently.

Woo woo, he no longer digs alone by the mound, he wants Daddy!

Fear.

Fear made him kick his legs hard.

He heard the man who clamped him snort, fed him something in his mouth with his backhand, and then carried him like a chick and strode away......