Hu Xianxian flew out and hugged him sideways, laughing and hugging him in a circle. Seeing that his face flushed with shyness with anger, she thought it was particularly amusement, and turned faster.

"Hu Xianxian, let go of my ......"

"Don't let go! I don't let go of such funny people, and I don't let go of jealousy until I die of acid. ”

"Xianxian, what kind of system are you holding me like this?"

"You didn't just recognize me today, I'm just an unorthodox person."

"Oh?" Cheng Haofeng was weak and unable to break free at this time, and suddenly said that she was unusually unusual, and asked her with a faint smile, "Are you an unorthodox person?" ”

Hu Xianxian stopped turning, and was a little regretful by his question, and he was hot-headed and played with him, but he still didn't admit defeat and said: "It's not good for anyone to arrange this and that thing as soon as you wake up...... Recuperation ......"

Cheng Haofeng smiled so that the corners of his mouth curled even more, and his big hand caressed her waist and said, "What you want to say is that I don't wake up and complain to you?" After experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, how can it seem to be divided? ”

Hu Xianxian wanted to answer, but the itchy feeling from her waist made her heart ripple, and she hurriedly let go of him. He landed on his feet, one hand on her shoulder, the other still roaming around her waist.

Seeing that she was shy, he smiled even more wantonly, "Do you think I really can't do anything about you?" ”

Hu Xianxian had never seen him show a sinister demeanor, but he didn't expect that even if he was like this, he was not obscene and ugly, but seemed to be a scorching and gorgeous fireworks. At this time, she is not only rippling in the heart lake, but also the heat wave in the heart lake!

She nudged him with tears and laughter, "Okay, I won't make trouble, I'll beg for mercy." ”

"Huh? Hu Xianxian will not mess around, and will also beg for mercy? ”

"I really surrendered." She raised her hands as she spoke.

There was a strange laugh of "quack" and a suppressed cough at the door, and they turned around to see Gui Chongxu and Qin Mufeng. Gui Chong walked in with a false smile, Qin Mufeng turned his back to them and coughed towards the door for a while before entering the house. When he entered the house, Cheng Haofeng was already sitting on the chair, and Hu Xianxian stood aside and poured tea for Gui Chongxu.

Qin Mufeng gave Cheng Haofeng a pulse to see his recovery again, and discussed with him about the relocation of Gaojia Village for two days. Cheng Haofeng explained some matters that should be paid attention to when returning to Chongxu, and asked Qin Mufeng, together with Cen Zaidao and Qiao Chushi, to ask the imperial court to assign another place for the survivors of Gaojia Village to live in peace.

With Qin Mufeng's wonderful healing and Hong'er's careful care, Cheng Haofeng recovered quickly. Hu Xianxian accompanied him for a walk around the neighborhood during the day and practiced quietly at night.

One day, when the two were walking, they passed by a farmhouse outside Majia Village, and the lady who was drying clothes in the small courtyard hurriedly called out to them.

"Cheng Daochang, come in and sit down."

Cheng Haofeng took Hu Xianxian into the small courtyard and said that this lady was the one who helped him embroider Hu Xianxian's clothes. Hu Xianxian thanked the eldest mother with a smile, and said that the clothes he bought a few days ago had not yet had time to be made, and he wanted to ask the eldest mother to make two more clothes.

The eldest lady happily agreed, and said that she was not allowed to pay any more wages, and the wages given by the chief on the last return trip were enough to make dozens of clothes. The two of them said goodbye to the eldest mother, and when they were about to go out, the eldest mother stopped Hu Xianxian again.

"Mrs. Cheng, my wife is happy to see you, but I don't have anything good to entertain you, so I'll give you this flower."

Hu Xianxian looked at the large handful of cockscomb flowers, wild goose red and knotweed flowers handed over by the eldest mother, and didn't know whether to pick it up or not, and looked at Cheng Haofeng stupidly.

Cheng Haofeng thanked the eldest lady with a smile and motioned to Hu Xianxian to take the flower. The eldest lady looked at Hu Xianxian who was holding a bouquet of flowers and smiled so much that she couldn't close her mouth, "Cheng Niangzi is really handsome, just like this flower." ”

After saying goodbye to the eldest mother, the two walked to the stone bridge on the Green Wax River. At this time, the sunset is shining at night, the autumn breeze is cool, there are more small bridges and flowing water, banana forests are dripping green, and the riverside scenery is very beautiful. There were few people walking on the bridge, so they sat back to back on the railing, enjoying the scenery and chatting about gossip.

Hu Xianxian shook the bouquet in his hand lightly and said with a smile: "That lady is really interesting. ”

"It's funny, and I don't know who I am, so I call you 'Cheng Niangzi'."

"I didn't mean that, I meant it was funny that she gave me these flowers. The other world we have been to has used roses, lilies, and orchids to give to women, and if I walk down the street with so many cockscomb flowers or something, I will definitely be laughed at to death. ”

Although these flowers are not beautiful and not beautiful local flowers, they have an excellent meaning when used to give away. The cockscomb golden rooster cries brightly, which makes people feel radiant; The wild goose comes and the red goose is dyed red by frost, showing strength and unyielding; The knotweed flowers are spicy and sweet, and I look forward to the bitterness and sweetness......"

"Speaking of the wild goose, I think of its other alias, 'Lao Laiqiao', this wild goose is red and bright is the leaves are not flowers, it means that you can be as delicate as a flower if you miss the flower season, right?"

"Old-fashioned?" Cheng Haofeng laughed loudly and asked Hu Xianxian to give him the wild goose, "This is not a flower, it is just right for me." ”

Hu Xianxian frowned and looked at the purple-red Yan Laihong in his hand speechlessly, thinking to himself why he was getting more and more out of shape? Although this is not a flower but a red leaf, it is a bit fancy for a big man to hold.

Cheng Haofeng jumped down from the bridge railing, and snatched Yan Laihong from her hand with a smile, "Reluctant to give it to me?" ”

Hu Xianxian didn't come back to his senses, he handed Yan Laihong to her with both hands, and said with a solemn smile: "This Yan Laihong is me, I will give myself to you." ”

Hu Xianxian was amused by him, and he brushed the goose and raised his eyebrows to ridicule him: "You mean that you will be 'old and pretty' in the future?" ”

Cheng Haofeng leaned over and kissed her forehead, and said affectionately: "It's not in the future, I'm the 'old guy'." ”

Hu Xianxian buried his face in the bouquet in embarrassment, and whispered, "Cheng Daochang, how old are you?" ”

He pretended to be old-fashioned and said, "Very old, very old." When this immortal ascended to heaven, he had already passed the number of double armors, and now he had forgotten whether he was more than 1,700 years old or more than 1,800 years old. ”

Hu Xianxian listened to him, and all kinds of the past came to mind, and the person he missed for so long was always himself. Thinking that no matter how her identity and temperament changed, he would treat it consistently, and she was very grateful to God.

However, his current situation is not optimistic, and in the future there will inevitably be conflicts with various forces, and he is only 1/10,000 sure of the method of confrontation he has in mind. Thinking of this, she hated God very much.

Hu Xianxian's heart fluctuated, and the blood-like color of the wild goose red that caught her eyes made her sad.

Cheng Haofeng noticed that she was in a different mood, picked up her face buried in the bouquet, and saw that her eyes were full of tears, and he touched his heart, and he also looked sad.

Hu Xianxian was afraid that he would be sad, so he hurriedly wiped away his tears, jumped off the bridge railing, leaned over to him and said with a smile: "Your age should be counted from the time you went down to earth, and you are only a few years old today, and you are still very early from old age." ”

"How old are you?" He didn't want to mention more sad things, so he smiled and took her into his arms, "Then you have to be more tolerant of my little child." ”

On a golden and dark green field, a few families are hidden among the sparse bamboo forests; A corner of the ancient temple eaves is exposed in the lush plantain forest; The sky with the last rays of sunset remains, like a bride's red hijab with golden lace; There was a pair of people leaning against each other on the small stone bridge under the sky.

I don't know if the person is standing in the picture-like beauty, or is the person in the painting bringing the world in the painting to the mortal countryside?

In the clear and shallow turquoise water waves of the Green Wax River is the reflection of a pair of beautiful people leaning together, and the wind is blowing more lightly at this time, as if they are afraid that the water waves will separate the two shadows?