Cui Ranxin in her sleep had a magical dream, in which she turned into a bird that had been singing, looking around, calling everywhere, looking for someone, but no matter how hard the bird tried, there was no branch to rely on, so she could only fly and keep looking.

Woke up in a dream, beads of sweat, wanted to find someone to talk to, but couldn't make a sound, the girl ran out of the ground, crashed into the arms of a person waiting in the outer room, Cui Jiu'an picked up the girl in shock, let her sit on her lap and lean on her arms, tears slid down her face, Cui Jiu'an's hug was harder, and those tears were fainted in her front.

waited for the person in his arms to gradually calm down, and then said comfortingly: "Nightmare? ”

Cui Ranxin nodded, in fact, the dream was not terrible, it was the helplessness, powerlessness, and helplessness in the dream.

Zhu Zhu, who was standing aside, looked at the girl who was held in Cui Jiu'an's arms, extremely envious, thinking about it, she felt that there was nothing to envy, she was more looking forward to being his lover than being a sister? Lover?

Thinking of these words, Zhu Zhu's face instantly turned crimson, and she didn't want to think about it anymore, but she couldn't help it, if she was embraced by him like this, she would not be afraid of death at that moment, and she would die without regrets!

With such thoughts, it was even more out of control, thinking of the picture of his father returning from the army and hugging his mother, they would kiss and touch each other - Zhu Zhu thought that his face was already burning hot, and turned around and patted his cheek vigorously to drive away all the nonsense.

"Sister Zhu Zhu, what are you doing beating yourself?" Qing Shi asked, for some reason.

"What's wrong with your face, is it red or swollen?" Qingshi said and wanted to reach out and touch it.

Zhu Zhu hurriedly dodged and whispered, "There was a mosquito bite here just now, and I slapped hard." "Prevarication.

"That mosquito is too inauthentic, where don't kiss the face of your relatives, look at such a beautiful face is swollen." The naïve Qing Shi believed it.

"But I think the mosquito is so good, look at how cute the red one is." The favorite joker's sake stepped forward and pinched it.

Cui Ranxin had long forgotten all the discomfort just now, jumped down happily, and wanted to touch Zhu Zhu's face, Zhu Zhu raised her feet and ran out, she was afraid that someone would know about her beautiful lust just now.

After freshening up, they drank a small bowl of rice porridge with flower cakes, Cui Ran wanted to go to this Zhuangzi for a good visit, but he didn't want Cui Jiuan to pull her on the horse and go straight to the outside of the village, this time the destination they were going to was a wide mountain top, the mountain was not high or steep, it was very gentle, so they could run the horse, and the two of them rode together.

"Take you to the paper kite." Cui Jiu'an was close, his voice was soft, and his breath was in his ears, Cui Ran's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he glared back at the young man.

Today's weather is really good, very suitable for paper kites, Cui Ranxin squinted his eyes relaxedly, let the spring breeze blow on his face, and the fragrance of flowers refreshed his spleen.

Cui Jiu'an behind him held the reins in one hand and wrapped the other hand around the girl's waist, and the thin waist that Ying Ying held made him dare not exert himself, but he was suspended.

He Luo, who was chasing behind, did not ride a horse but drove a carriage, in which sat a poem and sake, as well as a bunch of things that the prince ordered to bring. Seeing that the horses in front of him were gone, it was very difficult to drive the carriage uphill by himself, but fortunately, there was a new green, and the horses passed and left traces, otherwise they would really be lost.

In Baihuazhuang, when Zhu Zhu went to find someone again, the old woman who was cleaning the house told her that the son went out with the young lady, and Zhu Zhu hurriedly chased out, but in addition to the weeds that were crushed by the horses, there were still shadows of carriages and horses.

But in an instant, a horse on the hillside, a beautiful woman galloped along the track.

When you reach the top of the mountain, you have a wide view, there are no steep peaks, no strange rocks, but the gentle hills are reassuring.

Cui Ranxin was led to jump off the horse, and ran with open hands to the wind, this feeling of spreading his wings is really good.

He turned around and took the boy's hand and ran together, the wind whistling in his ears and the warmth around his fingers.

Because she can't speak, Cui Ranxin puts more of her mind into listening, so compared to before, her hearing is now more sensitive, and she can smell Sisi fireworks in the fresh air. Living in this deep mountain, you are either a master who escapes from the world or a hunter who relies on the mountains to eat the mountains.

Stopping the pace, Cui Jiuan handed the bamboo tube in his hand to the girl, Cui Ranxin carefully pulled it out of the bamboo tube, unfolded it and saw that it was a butterfly-style paper kite, which was exquisitely made, and the shelf could be fixed, the butterflies were colorful, especially suitable for bright girls wearing yellow shirts.

In the past, Cui Jiuan would often take her to release paper kites at this time, so she was very good at finding the direction of the wind, and after a while, the colorful butterfly would dance and soar in the air.

In the canyon not far away, a child screamed loudly: "Grandpa, there are big colorful birds flying." ”

The old man looked up and said with a smile: "That's a paper kite, the spring light is just right, and it is indeed suitable for outings." ”

The child who has been in the mountains all the year round stared curiously at the bird, and his eyes were sour, and he was afraid that the bird would fly away at any time.

When the time for lunch was approaching, He Luo arrived in a carriage, accompanied by a girl in red on horseback.

"Childe, everything you asked me to prepare is in the carriage." He Luo parked the carriage and came to report.

"Well, let's take it down and make a fire to cook."

He Luo was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop, he wouldn't, he could only pin his hopes on the sake in the car.

Suddenly thinking of something, he continued: "I met Miss Zhu Zhu on the way, so I came here together. ”

Cui Jiuan didn't hear it, took out a dagger and inserted it into the crack in the stone.

"The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless!" Cui Ranxin looked at the boy and shook his head.

Cui Jiuan took the rope and wanted to tie it to the handle of the dagger, but at this moment, the line was broken, and the dazzling colorful butterfly slowly fell to the valley not far away.

Cui Ranxin saw it and immediately chased after him, Cui Jiuan asked He Luo to go back to cook, and chased after him.

"Grandpa, the big bird has flown over—it's coming toward us—" The child in the valley who had been staring at the paper kite jumped happily.

"You go pick it up." The voice of the white-faced old man's vicissitudes sounded.

"Okay, grandpa." Children quickly shuttle through this peach blossom forest, and the delicate peach blossoms bloom quietly in this rare valley, and bloom extraordinarily sparkling.

If someone has the patience to count them, they will be amazed, there is such a large peach blossom forest in the small valley, there are 3,000 trees, each of which was planted by the old man himself, and now it is really the best time to bloom.

"Second brother, how can there be such a large peach blossom forest here?" Cui Ranxin pulled Cui Jiu'an's sleeves to let him see his doubts.

A gust of wind rose, the peach blossom waves turned, and it rained red.

"Presumably a hermit in the world!" Cui Jiu'an's mind suddenly appeared in the scene mentioned in the book, in front of the blood-stained city gate, the white-faced inner prison broke through and announced the decree by one person and one horse, and then resolutely left. It was he who inspired the exhausted generals, and it was he who brought food, grass and reinforcements.

"It's no wonder that I just looked at this piece of pink from the top of the mountain, but what I saw at the top of the mountain was only a corner." Cui Ranxin sighed, how can there be thousands of trees in this large peach forest.

"Wangwang-" There was a barking of dogs, and the arrival of strangers was not felt by the owner, but the dogs in the forest already knew about it.

One, two, three, four – eight of them, black, white, yellow, brown, and different colors.

Cui Jiu'an vigilantly protected Cui Ranxin behind him, his deep eyes flashed with cold light, and his fingers pressed on the sleeve arrows, as long as they dared to step forward, he would be merciless. I just hope that their owners will arrive in time.

"Xiao'er, come with me and bring a paper kite." The old man shouted to the children who had rushed back.

The child caressed the butterfly paper kite with affection, so reluctant, it was so beautiful, it was going to be returned so soon, and I hadn't tried how to make it fly.