The other party was polite, and Qiuqiu also returned the courtesy: "Brother Mingyuan." ”

After arriving at Jiufeng, one of the major feelings was that the number of salutes increased.

Jiufeng here advocates ancient style, dressing, talking, and etiquette, which are different from the Central Plains.

Their clothes are not brightly colored, and they have a much smaller variety of jewelry. The roofs are usually dark and dull tiled ridges, and they are also carved with quaint animal heads.

It's like an old painting. The scenery is the scene in the painting, and the people are like the people in the painting.

Mingyuan asked her, "Listen to Elder Zheng, Miss Qiu, you have only been here for a short time?" ”

"yes, people almost don't recognize them."

Mingyuan smiled: "I'm similar to you, I don't recognize many people, many new faces, I am very happy to look at people." ”

Yes, what is the most important thing for a sect to develop?

Some people may think that it is necessary to have a magic weapon, a secret, and a spiritual vein treasure mountain.

No, it's actually the most important thing to be people.

The sect should be inherited and developed, and it should be passed on from generation to generation. The magic weapon will be damaged, the secret will be lost, as for the spiritual veins of Baoshan, the sea can be turned into a mulberry field, and no one can guarantee the future.

With new people, the sect will be more prosperous in the future than it is now, which is a good thing.

This person is very infectious.

When he shows a cheerful smile, the people around him will also be infected by his happiness.

This man really didn't look like a person who had just been separated from his lover.

Qiuqiu's eyes inadvertently swept down the steps, and she was stunned.

She saw Lin Su.

Mingyuan obviously saw him as well.

Lin Su walked towards them and didn't stop until he walked in front of them.

"Senior Brother Mingyuan."

"Lin Zhangfeng."

The corners of Lin Su's mouth showed a somewhat bitter smile: "I haven't seen you for many years...... How are you recovering now? ”

"Fortunately, Elder Zheng told me, thanks to the scorpion grass you sent, otherwise the poison on my body may have to take a lot of trouble, thank you."

"You're welcome." Lin Su paused for a moment and said, "I have something I want to say to you." ”

Qiuqiu said very interestingly that she still had to leave beforehand, so she wouldn't bother them to catch up.

Clouds rolled over the top of the mountain, and it looked like it was about to rain. Qiuqiu went to clean up the glazed fruits she dried. Because she was afraid of sand and gravel if she spread it on the ground to dry, she simply spread the fruits on the platform and roof outside the long window of Fengxian Pavilion. It wasn't a lot of effort to clean it up, and the fire crawled around at her feet to help. At first, Qiuqiu was worried about whether she would step on him - but it turned out that things were so strange, the more she thought about something, the more she thought about something, and when she stepped back, she really stepped on Huo'er's hand.

Qiuqiu was startled, but the fire didn't hurt or itch, and there was not even a red mark on his hand, so he continued to lie there and pick up glass fruits.

They had not finished harvesting the fruit before the rain had fallen.

Qiuqiu walked into the house with a fire in one hand and a basket in the other.

Raindrops fell to the ground, splashing round clouds of water.

Autumn and autumn love rainy days.

I can't say why I like it, but when it rains, she feels very down-to-earth and quiet, just like a wanderer who has traveled far away and returned home.

Previously she didn't know why.

It's so inconvenient to rain. It's damp everywhere, and during the rainy season, it doesn't clear for many days, and a layer of green mold grows on the legs and feet of the table. Not to mention the road outside, the mud is particularly sticky, the little sister and the little brother can't stay in the house, they always want to run out, and they always step on the mud back. Qiuqiu asked the two of them to clean the mud outside the door before coming in.

They first stomped on the bluestone slab at the door, and when they found that the stomping was not clean, they took off their shoes together and beat them on the bluestone slab.

Not only children, but also adults are no exception, so from far and near, you can often hear the sound of falling shoes and mud, which is very lively one after another.

But Qiuqiu just likes rain, and that's how it is. She likes to hear the sound of rain, smell the rain, and even the ripples that the rain throws on the water.

Lying in front of the window and watching the rain, she can watch it stupidly for a day without getting bored. Xiucai Lady said that she was afraid that she would lack water in her life.

Qiuqiu didn't understand the reason before, but now she thinks that maybe it has something to do with the mental method she once cultivated.

Qiuqiu pulled the thin quilt and lay there listening to the sound of the rain outside. Huo'er held two glazed fruits in her hand and rubbed them around her.

Qiuqiu's breathing was steady, and she fell asleep.

Huo'er lay there and looked at Qiuqiu quietly.

When Qiuqiu exhaled, the soft snort blew on his head, and the soft hair was blown to stand up, then fell back softly, then stood up again, and then fell back on his stomach.

He poked his head forward again, his nose approached Qiuqiu's hair, sniffed it, and rubbed it again.

Dabai was not willing to go out when it was raining, and his hair was wet and sticking to his body, and he couldn't dry it for half a day.

Da Bai was lying on the other side of Qiuqiu, with soft and warm hair, like a long-haired pillow.

When Shi'er came in, the house was quiet, and the first master and the two pets were all sleeping with their heads covered in broad daylight. Qiuqiu slept in the most honest position, lying quietly, Huo'er slept on his back, and there was a trace of suspicious water at the corner of his mouth. Dabai was lying next to Qiuqiu, snoring regularly and unduly, not to mention how quiet this scene was.

Shi'er originally wanted to talk to Qiuqiu, and wanted to ask her if she wanted to go boating on the lake.

Boating in the rain is a lot of fun.

However, seeing the situation in front of him, drowsiness seemed to be contagious, and Shi'er also felt that the whole person was so lazy that he didn't want to do anything, and he didn't want to move.

He simply took off his shoes and socks and coat, and lay down beside Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu slept very soundly, and she didn't notice that there was suddenly another person around her.

Not only did she not wake up, but she also leaned over Shi'er, rested her head on his shoulder, found a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep soundly.

When she woke up, the rain hadn't stopped.

Qiuqiu listened to the sound of rain outside and looked at the dim sky, and thought for a while that it was dawn and the sky was not bright. But soon she remembered that she had taken a long, comfortable nap, and that it was not early in the morning, but nearly dusk.

When did Shi'er come back?

Qiuqiu looked at the extra master beside her with some surprise.

Shi'er's clothes were a little disheveled, her cheeks were slightly red, and there was a lock of loose black hair on her cheeks.

What a picture of a beautiful man sleeping in autumn!

Qiuqiu got up lightly, spread out a piece of paper, took out a pen, and began to draw according to the appearance in front of her.

Although she is not very good at painting, now she especially wants to leave this scene and freeze it into eternity.

When Shi'er wakes up, she can show him.

Well, that's what he looked like when he was asleep.

To look good is to take advantage, not to say that it is a country and a city, but it can also be called a beautiful and delicious sentence. Qiuqiu found out several times after the fact, because she ate with Shi'er and patronized him, she ate more than usual unconsciously.

This should be another type of showmanship.

Shi'er's fingers moved, and her eyelashes fluttered.

Qiuqiu stopped her pen and glanced at him: "Awake?" Don't move yet. ”

Shi'er's eyes opened and glanced at her, and sure enough, she closed her eyes obediently again, and her posture did not move.

Huo'er and Da Bai also woke up and wanted to move, but Qiuqiu pointed to their noses and told them not to move.

For them, it's not a good thing to stay still if they're awake, Da Bai is okay, Huo'er is a child with ADHD, and as long as he's awake, he can't be quiet at all. Now drinking makes him lie down honestly and not let him move, but it is too difficult for him, and it is like a year.

Qiuqiu finished drawing the last stroke, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay, you can get up." ”

Before she could say a second word, Da Bai immediately jumped up and rushed out of the window like an arrow from a string.

It seems that being a model is a chore for it.

Huo'er followed, and the little chubby arms and little chubby feet didn't look short, but they could move fast, and they climbed out of the open long window.

Only Shi'er and Qiuqiu were left in the house.

"Do you want to see it?"

Shi'er sat up, leaned against the window, smiled and stretched out a hand: "Show it to me." ”

Qiuqiu offered a treasure and handed him the painting he had just drawn.

On the painting, he was born so well, whether it is the front, the side, the part or the whole, there is no place that is not perfect. In particular, Qiuqiu painted half of his side face, full of a kind of ethereal spirit after the rain in the green mountains.

Next to the chubby Da Bai and Huo'er, one left and one right, fat and dundun......

When Qiuqiu painted them, the brushstrokes were a little cartoonish unconsciously, and their cuteness was exaggerated.

In this way, cuteness is cute.,It's not quite the same as the style of picking.。

But despite this, the whole painting still seems very coordinated.

"It doesn't look like it." Qiuqiu took a closer look at Shi'er, reached out and slowly moved her fingertips down from his forehead, past the bridge of his nose, and then across his lips.

Shi'er's appearance and temperament are really impossible to copy, and she may only paint the same image as C-3 points.

Shi'er whispered, "Very good." ”

"Where's the good?"

"Anywhere."

His words were sincere and sincere, and Qiuqiu had no doubts about his sincerity.

But Qiuqiu felt that his judgment was too subjective.

It's obviously a lover's eyes.

Just because the painting was painted by her, so how good he looks.

His assessment of her is probably impossible to be objective.

Qiuqiu took the painting, the two heads came together, and Shi'er pointed her to add some details to the picture, which seemed to be more vivid and concrete.

Qiuqiu looked at the picks around her, and then looked at the picks on the paintings.

What a beautiful and sweet memory.

She must keep the painting safe. In the future, when you think of today's beauty, you can open the painting again and relive the sweetness and happiness of this moment.

"Put it away first, and I'll find materials to frame it tomorrow." Qiuqiu carefully rolled up the painting,

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