The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the afterglow of the evening sun is splashed, making people feel that the weather that was sticky a few days ago suddenly becomes comfortable.

Tian Shi and Chunhua stepped out of the mountain cottage side by side.

"Your dirty pants are really second ......" Tian Shi was about to explain again, but saw that Chunhua had suddenly fallen, but fortunately, he was quick and lifted the person up, which saved Chunhua's gray robe.

"You stupid, you sleep ...... again" Tian Shi sighed helplessly and carried the person on his back.

Only then did he turn around and lock the door of the courtyard, and told the beasts in the courtyard: "You all wait for me to come back at home, and you are not allowed to cause trouble." ”

In the courtyard, except for the python Liushun, the rest of the beast pets were still concentrating on the food in front of them, and none of them looked up at him.

Tian Shi was helpless, looked at the golden python next to the door, and praised: "It's still the best in Liushun, I know ......"

Before Tian Shi's words fell, Liushun, a python across the door from him, suddenly twisted the snake's head, burrowed into the grass on the side, twisted several times, and buried himself in the dead leaves and soil.

Liushun is not seeing him off, but looking for a place to hibernate.

Tian Shi closed his eyes and took a deep breath before suppressing the resentment in his heart.

The mountain path of Qiyun Mountain is quiet and rugged, and Tian Shi's body is blind to spring flowers, and his steady footsteps fall on the sheep intestine path in the mountains.

The sunset shone obliquely, stretching the figures of the two and scattering them in the shadows of grass, trees and bamboo.

When the woodcutter and shepherd boy came and went, he saw a man with a bald head and a square face dressed in a robe, and a blind man with a white veil on his back, and a gray cloth bag on his body.

But what is strange is this, these people who work all day can't say.

Tian Shi didn't pay attention to the eyes of pedestrians, and the singing in his mouth was accompanied by an occasional loud whistle, which sounded among the mountains and forests.

The little lady sits alone and takes a picture of the empty building,

A night of lovesickness and a night of sorrow,

A table, a chair, a pillow quilt,

A storm on the brow.

I don't know when or when I will wake up from sleep, accompanied by singing, the corners of my lips are slightly curved.

Waiting for Tian Shixing to be more than 100 zhang away from the academy, the waning moon rises on the horizon, sprinkled on the two of them, and the air is lonely.

Tian Shi finally couldn't help but open his mouth, "Hugh wants to pretend to be asleep again, come down quickly." "Although the blind spring flower suffers from the problem of sleeping and waking up, the breath changes on the body are very different from those who are sleepy and pretending to be asleep.

"Then you still carry it?" Blind spring flowers, hoarse voice.

"Naturally, it counts as a retainer."

Before Tian Shi's words fell, the blind spring flower covered with white veil on his back slapped his bald head, and then turned over and fell to the ground, covering the cold silver glow of the sky.

Tian Shi fell to the ground in response, and he was not angry after spitting out a mouth full of yellow mud, "Big husband, such a small belly, how can any girl look down on you in the future." ”

As he spoke, Tian Shi walked towards a wide courtyard.

I saw that on the plaque at the gate of the courtyard, the four big characters of "Yiyou Academy" were faintly visible under the light.

A student once asked curiously, "Mr. Tian, why does the academy have such a strange name?" ”

The man touched his bald head, the smile on his face was a little silly, and he said childishly: "I won't tell you." ”

It is the autumn harvest season, and the children of poor families have to help the family during the day, and the younger ones have to live at home to cook and take care of their younger siblings.

Inside the Academy.

Chunhua sat cross-legged in front of the humble table and "looked" at the more than 20 students sitting in front of her.

Most of the children had sleek faces, shabby clothes and debris of plants and trees, but their eyes were brightly lit by the flickering candlelight.

Chunhua doesn't like noisy, but cherishes words like gold, only puts the ordinary-textured lyre on her lap, takes out the strings from her sleeve and adjusts them one by one, and then starts playing.

When the children in the academy first saw the spring flowers, they still had some doubts in their hearts, wondering why Mr. Tian would invite a blind musician, but when they heard the gentle or vigorous or cold or hot piano sound of the spring flowers' fingertips, their eyes suddenly lit up.

It's just that this blind gentleman with good piano skills and wrinkled hands is not as good-looking as Mr. Feng.

At the end of the song, a seven or eight-year-old boy suddenly got up and saluted the spring flowers, and then asked crisply: "Sir, how can a student play the piano to such a perfect level like you?" ”

Chunhua liked the child's crisp voice very much, he smiled at the corner of his lips, and said softly: "The sound of the piano is the voice of the heart, just use your heart." ”

Half an hour later, the second piano note of Chunhua fell, and although the children in the academy were reluctant, they had to go home separately.

Chunhua and Tian Shi walked side by side in the empty market.

In the spice shop on the side, the woman with a delicate face saw Tian Shixing, and smiled shyly, "Mr. Tian......"

At the same time, a child wearing straw sandals on his feet quickly ran to Tian Shi and handed him a gray hare about a foot long in his hand, "Mr. Tian, this is a hare that my father caught in the mountains today, and I will give it to you." ”

"Sir has thanked you for your kindness, but you can take this hare back." Although he is not rich, he has no worries about food and clothing; Besides, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and this hare is placed in the homes of the people who have not seen meat all year round, which is a rare delicacy, how can he accept it.

"Before going out, my father said that this hare would be given to Mr. Yu, and he also said that if it weren't for Mr. Yu's kindness and willingness to teach us to read and write, we would definitely be like my father and grandfather in the future, and we would be bullied and blind all our lives." After the child finished speaking, he ran away with a smoke.

Seeing this, Tian Shi smiled helplessly, whispered to Chunhua beside him, waited, and disappeared into the dark night after the child.

In the spice shop, a woman named Nan Wu stopped talking in the direction of Tian Shi's departure.

Chunhua tilted her head and asked lightly, "Is there something wrong with the girl?" ”

The woman's cheeks were slightly red, and when she heard this, she secretly looked at the spring flowers covered with white veil outside the store, and asked in a low voice, "Childe and Mr. Tian know each other?" ”

Under the white veil, the blind spring flower smiled at the corner of her lips: "Familiar." ”

Nan Wu's crimson cheeks grew with joy, and he gave a sachet with both hands, "That son...... Can Dai Nan Wu give this mosquito-repellent sachet to Mr. Yu Tian? ”

The smile on the corner of Chunhua's lips did not decrease, and she did not reach out to pick up the sachet, but only said lightly in a voice with a slight male duck voice: "He doesn't like this smell." ”

Nan Wu bit his lip and buried his head lower and lower, "It's okay...... Childe can know what kind of taste Mr. Tian likes, and Nan has no way to learn slowly. ”

Chunhua suddenly thought of the half of the obscene pants in the morning, and unconsciously laughed.

Just as Nan Wufang wanted to ask, he saw the blind man suddenly leaning over, his thin figure hiding a piece of moonlight, only to hear him whisper in his ear: "He loves this smell on me alone." ”

I don't know if he was shocked by the action of Chunhua, or the words in his mouth, the sachet in Nan Wu's hand fell, and the spices scattered all over the ground.

After a long time, she watched the extremely familiar figure at the end of the street flash by, but the faint cold fragrance on the blind man's body lingered on the tip of his nose, and he did not want to disperse for a long time.

Nan Wu only felt that there was something in his heart, like the spice under his feet.

At the end of the market, Tian Shi, who had quietly put some silver money in the child's house, hurried over, he saw Chunhua smiling at the corner of his lips, and was surprised that this blind man had been abnormal in recent days, "So happy?" ”

Chunhua "looked" at Tian Shi, smiling without saying a word.

Since that night, every time a woman named Nan Wu meets Tian Shi, she will hold her breath and hurriedly pass by, never mentioning the sachet again.