After thinking about it and still having no results, Xiao Bao simply stopped thinking about these messy things for the time being, and began to cultivate Qiankun Gangqi according to the familiar mantra.

Forgetting those chaotic thoughts before, after engrossing in the exercises just now, Xiaobao suddenly noticed a black shadow swaying back and forth outside the window.

Through the thin window paper, Xiaobao found that the size of the shadow did not look very large, but looked like some kind of animal.

Xiaobao was very curious: what was it that actually ran to the window?

Puzzled and bold, Xiaobao pushed open the door and went outside to take a look.

Just a casual glance, Xiaobao found that the figure that had just wandered back and forth outside the window was just a black cat.

The black cat seemed to be not afraid of people, and when he saw Xiaobao, instead of running, he twisted his soft body and jumped off the edge of the window lightly, and came straight to him.

The black cat barked as it walked, and hearing this sound in the silence of the night made people feel more or less uncomfortable.

Xiaobao was quite surprised, and was about to lean over to touch the black cat, but he couldn't help but see a few more pairs of enchanting and shining green light in a dim corner somewhere.

After observing for a while, he found that there was more than the black cat in front of him in the yard.

I saw the shadows of several black cats on the roof, on the haystack, and behind me.

"Huh?"

Xiaobao turned around and found that there were so many black cats in the yard, and a trace of confusion appeared in his heart: "What's wrong today?" Why don't you see so many black cats coming? ”

Although this thing is a little inexplicable, Xiaobao can't figure out what is strange, and is about to go back to the house to sleep, when a cold cold wind blows from all around.

The wind is not big, but it is cold and biting, with layers of wind and sand, and Xiaobao can't open his eyes.

There was no way, Xiaobao had to protect his head with his arms to shield himself from the invasion of wind and sand.

The wind blew in my ears for a while before it slowly stopped.

"Bah, Bah, Bah....."

Xiaobao spit out the fine sand and gravel that had just been blown into his mouth by the wind with a bitter face, patted the dust on his body indiscriminately, and when he looked up, he found a woman in a red cheongsam standing at the door of the house.

The woman was very strange that she was still wearing a flower paper umbrella at night.

I saw that she hid her whole face under the umbrella, so Xiaobao couldn't see her face at all.

I was in a state of panic, but the woman suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Just now?"

Xiaobao rubbed his eyes incredulously, but he couldn't see the woman anymore, turned his head to look around, and found that even the black cats around him didn't know where they were.

He muttered quietly as he walked into the room: "What a strange thing! Was it just me dazzled? ”

In this way, Xiaomei and his father spent the night peacefully, and early the next morning, Xiaomei and his father actually pushed the cart and came over to deliver food to Grandma Sun and Xiaobao.

When Xiaobao looked at the white, tender and greasy minced chicken on the table, and the white flour steamed buns on the table, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised: I didn't expect Xiaomei's family to be so good that they could afford to eat white flour steamed buns! And so many at once?

Xiaomei's father, Yang Shishi, stroked Xiaobao's head and said with a smile: "Young man! What are you still doing? Hurry up and eat! ”

As he spoke, he picked up two white-flour steamed buns from the large porcelain bowl and handed them to him.

Xiaobao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, grabbed the steamed bun and minced the chicken and devoured it.

Grandma Sun smiled and urged Xiaomei to eat together, and then sat down with Yang Shishi to eat breakfast.

From the small talk between Grandma Sun and Yang Shishi, Xiaobao figured out the reason why she was able to eat this hearty breakfast.

In fact, the living conditions of Xiaomei's family are the same as those in the village, which is nothing more than farming to make a living.

Farming is a matter of watching the weather and eating, and it is better to have the wind and rain in a good way, but once there is a major drought or flood, the life of the croppers will be sad.

In order to avoid the occurrence of hunger, as long as it is a slack time, Yang Shi will go to the county to work as a short-term helper for a few days.

Short-term helpers are not paid, and the only advantage is that after the work, the big families will give them some white flour steamed buns and minced chicken as payment.

While the adults were still chatting, Xiaobao and Xiaomei had finished eating and came to the courtyard under the big tree to cool off.

may be because they have only met twice and are not very familiar, resulting in the relative silence of the two children.

They sat on the small wooden bench like this, staring at the blue sky in a daze, and no one said a word.

Xiaomei blinked her big watery eyes, grabbed her braids with both hands, and said to Xiaobao with a smile: "Brother Xiaobao, why don't we go up the mountain to pick wild flowers!" ”

Xiaobao heard the taste of pleading from her sweet words, glanced at her deep dimples, and hurriedly turned his head and blushed, "Okay, then let's go now." ”

"Brother Xiaobao, you are so good!"

Xiaomei smiled happily, stepped forward to take Xiaobao's hand, and ran out of the door with light steps.

Being held by her like this, Xiaobao only felt a fever on his face, but in a trance, he found that this feeling seemed to have some familiar taste.

I remember that when my parents were still there, they used to hold his hand like this, either on the way to the farmland or on the way to the market.

Thinking of this, Xiaobao was sad for a while, his eyes were moist inexplicably, and a sad thought entangled him, as if he was about to drown him.

But when he realized that this negative emotion was coming, he hurriedly and quietly hid it, he didn't want anyone to see his most vulnerable side, no one.

The two came to the mountain, looking at the wild flowers blooming all around, Xiaomei suddenly smiled, she shuttled through the grass wantonly, looking interested.

I don't know why, seeing Xiaomei's innocent appearance, Xiaobao suddenly felt a long-lost warmth, and the depressed mood disappeared in an instant.

Maybe happiness is really a contagious thing, Xiaobao seems to feel deeply about this, and a heartfelt smile finally appeared on his usually melancholy face.

When the two were having fun on the mountain, they suddenly saw a few wisps of black smoke coming out of the hillside not far away.

This caught the attention of the two small children.

Xiaobao and Xiaomei held hands and looked down the hillside, only to see some people kneeling in front of a tombstone and burning some paper money, sometimes crying, sometimes talking softly.

Due to the distance, Xiaobao and Xiaomei couldn't hear what they were saying, but they also saw the candy and pastries that those people left in front of the tombstone after they left.

These sacrifices are luxury goods that rural children can't usually eat, so this is even more tempting for Xiaobao and Xiaomei.

Xiaobao said to Xiaomei beside him with a happy eyebrow: "How about we go down and get those pastries back?" ”

"Okay! Okay! ”

Xiaomei happily jumped in place.

Seeing her so happy, Xiaobao didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so she ran down the mountain, as if she had forgotten the tiredness of playing just now.