"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy. Looking at his jade-like cheeks, her eyes were red like rabbits.

In August, the frost is resisted, and the flowers are blooming in clusters.

Pink, purple, red and white flowers fill the fence of the host road.

It was dark and dark, and Yao Lang carefully locked the wooden door. He carried a bamboo basket more than half a person high and drove the carriage to the southwest market.

Although today, Yao Lang specially got up early in the morning. But I was still taken aback by the scene in front of me. There are too many people on the streets.

He hurriedly dismounted from the carriage and entrusted the reins to the servant at the entrance. In a hurry, he threw himself into the crowded sea of people, and squeezed in from east to west.

I went straight to my destination without distractions and bought everything in one go.

Yao Lang carried a full bamboo basket on his back, and squeezed it out with the same difficulty as when he came. I wiped my face with a handkerchief with my sleeve, but the sweat wet my chest at some point.

Breathing in the fresh air, Yao Lang felt that he had found himself again.

didn't dare to delay any longer, and the general took a breather for half a moment.

So he retrieved the carriage and put the reins on it. Raising a whip, he turned the head of the carriage around neatly. In a hurry, he rushed to a wonton restaurant on the side of the road.

The full name of this wonton restaurant is "Lao Tu Ji Wonton Pavilion". At the southwest street entrance, it is also a well-known shop.

For half a year, back and forth. Yao Lang is also in this store, and he has eaten dozens of bowls of Tu Ji wonton. Therefore, the guys of the Wonton Pavilion felt very cordial when they saw his carriage.

Before Yao Lang could stop and get out of the car, the guy from the Wanton Pavilion had already greeted him.

The young man asked, "Yao Lang, Yao Lang, is it still the same old rule today?"

Yakuro nodded and carefully parked the car. He patted his body again, and jumped out of the carriage with ease.

The young man smiled, opened his throat and shouted: "A big bowl of wonton, two plates of refreshing side dishes, and a pot of Huangliang wine,"

The young man shouted and turned around: "Yao Lang, Yao Lang, are you going up the mountain again today?" But I still need three catties of steamed buns,"

Yao Lang nodded again and walked towards the wonton shop with big strides. The young man pursed his lips and smiled, and said hello to the shopkeeper. took a string of copper coins and went to buy steamed buns for Yao Lang.

The large bowl of wonton, when it was brought to the table, was still steaming, and the water was hot.

Yao Lang picked up the white porcelain spoon and slowly put it into the white porcelain bowl. Stirring clockwise around the edge of the bowl with flowers.

The wonton suddenly stretched, and the wonton flowers bloomed on the surface of the water.

Dark green coriander, emerald green onion rings, pale pink dried shrimp, beige sesame seeds. All with the porcelain spoon, restless and restless.

At first glance, it seems that the white clouds reflect the water, and there is a little smoke and greenery.

Yao Lang quickly scooped up the wonton and blew the hot air rushing in his face. So he ate the two dishes in front of him and ate them with dates.

After a while, a big bowl of wonton was eaten.

Yao Lang wiped his mouth and took the steamed bun prepared by the guy. Strode over to the counter and settle the money with the owner of the wonton restaurant. He picked up his old carriage again and hurried in the direction of Bouldering Mountain.

The bouldering mountain is 300 miles away on the outskirts of the city, and the ancient trees on the mountain are strange and towering. However, there are not many low shrubs.

Along a big river like silver satin, go straight to the upper reaches of the Jiuqu River. When you see a glimmer of sky, you arrive at the destination of this trip.

Yao Lang stood in front of the first line of heaven, looked at the suddenly tightened river, and the entrance with only a glimmer of light, and squeezed in with a bamboo basket on his back.

After crossing the first line of sky, the road began to widen. As the line of sight gradually widened, the whole person also relaxed a lot.

Yao Lang mainly picks stone reed grass this time, because his bruise medicine is about to bottom out.

The choice of bouldering mountain is not unfounded. This stone reed herb has always loved to take root in the rocks.

Therefore, Yao Lang prepared enough rations and prepared to bury his head in Baoyan Mountain.

It would be nice if this person was not there.

Yao Lang glanced at it, and there was a delicate woman in a complicated skirt behind her. The corners of his mouth stiffened, and an oozing expression appeared on his face.

A half-human-high bamboo basket clings to his back. He half-turned, his gaze cold and cold.

"What are you going to do," he said, his thin lips furled, his eyelashes curled.

In her pupils, her color is reflected.

The green Luo skirt is like a dense autumn wave.

She raised her head proudly and clenched her small hands into a round fist. The fighting spirit was raised to his ears, and he waved his teeth and claws.

"I want you to take care of it, tell you, don't try to get rid of me this time,"

Her eyes were wide open, and there was a hint of solemnity in her expression.

After some deliberation, she stepped forward. She opened her pink cherry mouth and crackled.

"The mountain here is not your family's house,"

"The trees here weren't planted by your family,"

"The grass here is not buried by your family,"

"If you can come, I can come!"

He stopped: "I'll pick the medicine,"

She raised the corners of her mouth: "I'm here to see the scenery,"

Looking around, a radius of 100 meters is full of stones.

"Sick," he said quietly.

raised his crooked eyebrows, and his small hands crossed the thin willow waist. Her tender cheeks bulged out with anger, and she put on a fierce look.

"Can you handle it?"

"Who are you?"

"What do I do, I still need you to ask?"

said it fiercely, but in my heart I was looking forward to it for no reason. A delicate and lovely face turned red unconsciously.

Yakuro turned away silently.

His eyes sank like stars, and he put on a bamboo basket more than half a person high. With his right palm covered with calluses, he gently lifted it at the bottom of the basket and walked away without looking back.

"Oh, wait for me," she said, lifting her aqua skirt and running.

"Dead Medicine Lang, what are you doing running so fast,"

He stopped abruptly, his face was gloomy: "It's okay, don't get in the way of me," and continued to walk away.

Yao Lang leaned on the big stone, his knobby fingers, pinching the verdant stone reed leaves.

"Hey, look, there's a bird there. It's so strange that it's white. She said with a fuss.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and turned around silently. But accidentally, he pulled off the leaves of the stone reed

"Hey, look, there's a butterfly there. It's so special," she said, with a look of surprise.

His eyebrows jumped, and Danfeng's eyes narrowed to take a look. Just flew over, it's obviously a fluttering moth, okay.

"Hey, look, there's a cloud there. It looks like a poached egg, which is really interesting. She salivated.

He lifted his eyelids, the corners of his mouth curled slightly. In the clear blue sky, there was a huge millstone cloud, and there was a small donkey pushing and grinding next to it.

Her eyes weren't good.

Yao Lang thought so.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly approached and mysteriously attached to his ear.

"Yaolang, look, there's a mountain here,"

Nonsense, he glared at her, they were inside the rocky mountain.

"Yakuro, look, there's a tree here,"

Nonsense, he gave her a blank look, and there were either stones or trees on the mountain.

"Yakuro, look, there are branches in this tree,"

Nonsense, he glanced at her, and the tree without branches was afraid that it was about to wither.

Therefore, he stared at her sideways and moved two thin lips: "You ...... today." Why are there so many...... Nonsense,"

She collapsed and stomped her foot hard. Suddenly jumped up again, covered the embroidered shoes and said, "Stupid, Yao Lang, you stupid, ignore you!"

After saying that, she limped away with red eyes.

He looked at the red eyes and thought to himself, stupid, really kicked the stone and kicked himself painfully.

Looking at her, he sat not far away angrily.

He smiled and read softly: The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy and you don't know.