"Sister Shih Tzu?" Yan Yan stood aside, his voice worried.

Ji Fuzi leaned over, stretched out one of his fingers, swept his gaze over the gauze on Shi Yiguang's body, and finally poked the only place that was still clean: "What's wrong?" ”

Shi Yiguang did not respond.

It took a while for me to stand up from the ground, covered in mud. She turned her head and looked at Ji Fuzi, who looked disgusted and held back and showed great concern, and then turned her head expressionlessly, looking at the big white goose who was leaning her neck on the side and drinking water proudly, her eyes narrowed: "If you don't twist your proud neck to stew goose head hot pot, I won't call Shi Yiguang." ”

As she spoke, she stood up tremblingly, hugging the fence and flipping out.

Seeing this, Yan Yan on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help, stretched out his hand, and looked at Shi Yiguang covered in goose, and shrank again. He took a step back and admonished, "Be careful. ”

Shi Yiguang climbed over the fence and jumped out, then turned his head to look at Ji Fuzi, stretched out his index finger, and pointed to the goose behind him: "Sell it or not?" ”

Ji Fuzi shook his head without thinking.

Shi Yiguang turned his head and straightened out his scattered clothes: "Then I can only steal it." ”

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Master Ji to speak, leaned down, picked up the backpack next to him, and walked out of the courtyard.

Yan Yan shook at Ji Fuzi: "The student is leaving." ”

Ji Fuzi put his hands behind his back, stood in place and watched Shi Yiguang's departing back, and then looked back at the big white goose that was drinking water with his head held high. Finally, he looked down at the ring ruler full of feathers and goose droppings.

Stretching out his thumb and forefinger, he pinched the corner of the ruler with a disgusted face, picked up the ruler, and walked around the school towards the courtyard.

He walked over to the large water tank in the backyard, reached out and scooped a spoonful of water with his hand, slowly rushing at the mud and goose droppings on it.

At this time, a person walked out of the backyard hall, a little older, but it seemed to be a little younger than Ji Fuzi.

The man was dressed in a dark blue-gray robe, with a blue-black cloth bag wrapped around his head and neatly tied up his hair.

He stood at the door of the house, looked at Master Ji who was washing the ring ruler in the courtyard, and walked a few steps into the courtyard: "What is the priest doing?" (Priest: In ancient times, it was said that a person who had virtue and ability but lived in seclusion and did not want to be an official.) ）

Ji Fuzi scooped up the water and rushed the ring ruler in his hand: "The ring ruler fell into filth." ”

"The boy (Spring and Autumn students or juniors call themselves) listens to the call of a childish child outside the general, I don't know what is going on?" The man stood aside, his hands hanging down, casually talking to Ji Fuzi.

"The disciples of the sect fought with the white goose they raised." Ji Fuzi turned his head while replying, and shook the half-old man with the ring ruler: "Take my ring ruler to fight geese." ”

The old man frowned when he heard this, and then let go, and after all, he didn't say anything.

The two entered the house and began to talk, and the summer scene outside the house was in full swing, and the people who were doing farm work had already gone to the field.