The curling mist also dispersed. The jade flute in Shi Yiguang's hand also became the size of a thumb knuckle.

Shi Yiguang stared at the jade pendant in his hand, glanced at his mouth, stuffed it into his clothes, and then stood up.

Anyway, they are all alive, and they will live if they live. She shook her shoulders, looked at Father Shi who was carrying a dung bucket out of the yard, and quickly followed: "Dad, I'll go out with you." ”

First of all, you must be familiar with the geography of Spring and Autumn and where she lives, as well as this era.

When Father Shi heard the voice, he paused with his body on the shoulder. Turning his head to look at Shi Yiguang who was following behind.

"What are you doing with me?" Father Shi looked at Shi Yiguang and raised his eyebrows: "It's better to help your mother go to Huansha." ”

"I want to go outside and get some fresh air." Shi Yiguang walked next to Shi's father and looked at the dung in the dung bucket he was carrying. There were still two lumps of poop floating in it.

"What is fresh air? Didn't I ask you to help you at home? "Father Shi looked at Shi Yiguang, his tone became more and more bad, why was he becoming more and more disobedient." Stay at home honestly and help your mother adjust the yarn color, haven't you learned to dye. ”

Shi Yiguang stood in front of Shi's father, with his hands behind his back, and his tone was calm: "Fresh air is a color, I have to go to the field with you to see it in order to grasp the proportion." ”

"What color?" Shi's father felt that he couldn't understand the little daughter's words anymore.

"It's the color of the corn in the field, let's go, don't delay, I'll come back later to help my mother dye." Saying that, Shi Yiguang took a step outside.

Father Shi turned around and followed for some reason.

As soon as he walked out of the fence yard, Shi Yiguang stopped. Then he stood still and turned his head to look at Father Shi. When Shi's father walked forward, he followed.

The two walked one after the other.

Father Shi was in front, and his strong shoulders were carrying the flat shoulders and swaying and walking. Shi Yiguang followed behind, far away, afraid that the dung in the dung bucket would come out and get on her. He followed leisurely with his hands behind his back, looking from side to side, looking at the appearance of the village.

"Brother Shi is going to water the vegetables." The woman with a dustpan next to her walked by, watching Shi's father smile and say hello.

"Yes, take advantage of the early days to water the three acres of millet in the field." Shi's father, who passed by, replied.

"Ouch, this Xi Shi's niece is getting older and more peugeot." The woman looked at Shi Yiguang, who was following Shi's father, and her eyes lit up and praised.

Shi Yiguang followed, with his hands behind his back, and when he heard the words, he turned his head to look at the woman and nodded: "Thank you." Then he walked on. Calm as ever.

The woman was stunned. That's not right, shouldn't praising my little daughter for being good-looking on weekdays be shy and hiding her face and leaving?

When Shi Yiguang followed Shi's father to the field, the sun had already begun to rise. Fortunately, the Shi family's world is next to the river.

The river was gurgling, Shi Yiguang went to the field next to him to pick a big taro leaf, ran to the river and sat down, his feet were soaked in it, and the taro leaves were on his head, watching Shi's father in the field watering dung.

While pouring dung, Shi's father looked at Shi Yiguang sitting on the top of the taro leaves on the ridge, and pointed to the mulberry tree on the other side: "Guang'er, you think it's too sunny to sit under the mulberry tree." ”

Shi Yiguang looked at the mulberry tree on the other side of the field and shook his head: "I'll soak my feet for a while and then go." ”

The field was quiet again, Shi's father continued to water the dung, and Shi Yiguang looked at the terrain on the side.

Endless fields, except for low hills, are fields. What's the use of this terrain?

Seem...... I don't understand it.

She can analyze the terrain, but what's the use of analyzing it? Come and run away... Not to mention that she is a road idiot, such a small person, it is more dangerous to run away.

Thinking of this, Shi Yiguang suddenly thought of the cow leather sack and the big stone in her falling into the water. The naughty eyes are raised, and they are deep.

She remembered what Tian Wu said at first glance, save her, so she went back to years ago. That was when it fell into the water, many years later. Cowhide bags are not used by ordinary people in this era.

Still tied with stones.

All connected, Shi Yiguang could only think of one possibility. That is, many years later, it was sunk by the Yue Palace.

After a long time, Shi Yiguang stood up, walked to the mulberry tree on the other side of the field with the leaves on his head, leaned against the trunk, and stared at Shi's father nearby.

Shi Yiguang retracted his gaze and fell on Shi's father, who was watering dung in the field.

Xi Shi's father is actually quite handsome. Shih Tzu is very similar to his eyebrows. The bridge of his nose was high, his eyes were narrower than normal, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and the hair on his head was tied up and wrapped in blue-gray cloth. Dressed in blue-gray linen clothes, he pulled his trouser legs and poured dung one after another. The years of hard work in the sun had made his skin a little dark.

is worthy of being the father of a famous beauty through the ages, and he is also a handsome mess. Shi Yiguang thought and turned his head.

"Dad, let me ask you something." Shi Yiguang tilted his head, looked at the field on the side, and asked.

"You ask." Father Shi still maintained the movement of waving the dung scoop and replied.

"What year is it?" Shi Yiguang asked, turned his head, and looked at Father Shi again. An eight-year-old girl, I don't know what year it is, it's normal.

When Father Shi heard this, he stood up, looked at the sky and thought about it, then looked at Shi Yiguang, stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "Is it the fourteenth year of the king, or the fifteenth year?" ”

As he spoke, he straightened up and shook his head again: "No, it seems to be sixteen years!" But Guang'er, why do you ask this? ”

Shi Yiguang raised his head and rolled his eyes, he didn't even know what year it was.

"Then do you know who our current king is?" Shi Yiguang didn't answer, and asked again, still tilting his head and looking at the mulberry leaves above his head.

"The king is the king, who else can it be?" Father Shi stood up and looked at Shi Yiguang sitting by Tiankan, he couldn't understand Guang'er more and more.

What the hell, I don't even know the name of my own king...

"Then you know what."

"I only know that I am called the king, and I don't know anything else, you have to ask, when Ming'er goes to the village to find Ji Fuzi, ask him." Father Shi said, picked up the dung scoop again and began to pour the dung.

Shi Yiguang turned his head, looked at Father Shi, and frowned, how remote this is, he didn't know anything.

With another long sigh, Shi Yiguang looked up, and she seemed to see something among the leaves. Shi Yiguang tilted his head sideways, and his gaze fell on the red, red, purple, and purple fruits between the leaves.

Mulberry?

"Dad, is this mulberry our family?" Shi Yiguang looked at Father Shi and asked loudly.

Father Shi glanced up: "Did you say mulberry fruit, it belongs to our family, you can eat it if you want to." ”

After listening to Shi's father's words, Shi Yiguang smiled, put down the taro lotus leaf in his hand, and climbed up holding the trunk. She is very familiar with climbing trees.