An Yang still looked at Shi Yiguang faintly, watching her pink little mouth pout, and her pink face was glowing with the sunlight sprinkled from the treetops. He shook his head.

Then, he turned around and continued to walk towards the mountain forest.

"Hey, don't you be so stingy!" Shi Yiguang stuck her waist and followed Anyang towards the mountain, she frowned angrily: "I can't delay you for much time." ”

An Yang walked quietly ahead, not looking back, and not paying attention.

Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang who was walking in front of him, and looked at his dangling clothes and feet. The exposed ankles were white and slender. She smiled and said a little evilly, "If you don't send me to the river, I'll strip your clothes." ”

Hearing this, An Yang suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang with an evil smile behind him, frowned, with frivolity and charm, raised his hand and closed the slightly open collar: "Do you think that in this barren mountain and wilderness, I am at a loss for picking my clothes?" ”

"Or else?" Shi Yiguang's neck was off. Compared with An Yangjun's hips and long legs, she is a flat and flat child, so she naturally does not suffer.

An Yang smiled suddenly, and his face was bright like a spring sun in March. He looked at Shi Yiguang, pouted, and then squatted down and looked at Shi Yiguang standing in front of him: "I'll show you when you grow up." ”

Shi Yiguang pursed his lips, looked at An Yangjun, and asked again: "Do you want to send me to the riverside?" ”

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang in front of him, stood up, and shook his head: "I have something." Let Tai Xing send you. With that, An Yang raised his chin to the side,

Shi Yiguang turned his head, looked at the five-colored Taixing who was standing on the side, and frowned: "I don't know the road, this colorful chicken knows?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Tai Xing next to him raised his head and hissed, then glared at Shi Yiguang fiercely, and looked at An Yang aggrievedly.

An Yang glanced at Tai Xing and turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang: "Okay, now Tai Xing is not willing to send you." ”

Shi Yiguang frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled the plantain next to him: "I'm really lost, send me off, please?" Saying that, Shi Yiguang paused, pursed his lips, and added, "Isn't it okay for me to give you money later?" ”

"Money? Coins? Anyang said, turned around and continued to walk towards the mountain road, and said disgusted as he walked: "Do you have coins?" ”

Shi Yiguang didn't follow An Yang, she just stood in place, looking at An Yang who was walking towards the deep mountains, crossed her waist and looked entangled.

An Yang continued to walk forward slowly, and said softly without looking back: "Let's go, I'll send you to the river later." ”

When Shi Yiguang heard this, he hurriedly followed with his skirt. The wrinkle eased in an instant, and he followed behind An Yang and walked towards the deep mountains.

As noon approached, the cicadas in the mountains and forests continued to chirp, and everything that disturbed them lost their sound.

Shi Yiguang followed Anyang for a short time, and then saw a thatched hut standing in the depths of the mountain forest. There are two thatched huts, made of mud.

Shi Yiguang looked at the two thatched huts in front of him, raised the dead branch he picked up at some point and pointed: "This is where you live?" ”

An Yang didn't look back, just let out a soft 'um'.

As he approached the hut, he walked out of one of the rooms, a man of some age, with a gray beard and a wrinkled face, but his body looked quite strong. He was wearing a linen coat, with a few patches at the corners of his clothes, his hands behind his back, looking at An Yang who walked into the mountains, his eyes fell on Shi Yiguang who was following An Yang, his face was already full of wrinkles, and his eyes paused.

"Who is this doll?" The old man looked at Shi Yiguang, who was less than Anyang's leg height behind him, and his eyes rolled.

"The wild girl who is lost in the mountains, send her to the river later." An Yang didn't reply, said casually, and walked into one of the thatched huts.

The old man stood at the door, looked at Shi Yiguang, squatted down, smiled on his face, and stretched out his hand to pinch Shi Yiguang's little face: "Hehe, it's so gratifying." Seven or eight years old. As he spoke, he shook his fingers.

Shi Yiguang raised his hand in pain and slapped the old man's hand holding her face. Then he rubbed his pinched red face and glared at the old man viciously.

"Thirteen!"

The old man looked at Shi Yiguang's appearance and laughed. Pointing to a thatched hut next to it: "That's Anyang's house, you can go in and stay for a while." ”

As he spoke, without waiting for Shi Yiguang to reply, he got up, turned around and walked towards the grass hut behind him.

There was no one in the mountains, and the old man did not close the door after entering. Shi Yiguang stood at the door, listening to the sound coming from inside the house.

"Changsang-kun is gone?"

"Well, King Yue is seriously ill. It's been a few years. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the room.

Shi Yiguang stood at the door, tilted his head, and looked at the sun-filled mountains and forests, and the dense green treetops. His eyes narrowed and he yawned.

"It's time for the fourth grandfather to leave this place."

“……”

The voices in the room continued.

Shi Yiguang yawned as he walked into the thatched hut next door.

There was only a bed covered with straw mats and linen cloth, and a table full of bamboo rolls.

Shi Yiguang took off his shoes, climbed into bed, and fell asleep.

The chirping of cicadas in the summer afternoon is like a soup, subtle and noisy. The sunlight of the mountain forest through the gaps in the leaves shines through the open doors of the thatched huts, reflecting dappled light and shadow.

I don't know how long it took, An Yangjun and the old man finally finished talking. The two walked out, one carrying a basket on his back and walking towards the forest. One walked to the thatched hut next door, looked at Shi Yiguang sleeping on his couch, sighed and shook his head.

Then he walked to the bedside, gently carried her on his back, and walked towards the mountains and forests. The branches of the mountain forest are full of cicadas and birds.

For some reason, Shi Yiguang was different from the usual vigilant light sleep, she slept very deeply, and she slept well in a dream.

When she woke up with her body twisted, the sunlight shone into her eyes, making her close her open eyes again, and then she raised her hand to cover her eyes, turned her head to look at the surrounding woods, and said in a confused voice: "Where is this?" ”

An Yang didn't reply, just turned his head, looked at Shi Yiguang lying on his back, and said softly, "Wake up." ”

"Hmm." Shi Yiguang hummed weakly, his eyes swept over the surrounding mountains and forests in confusion, and landed on Anyang's side face: "Why am I on your back?" ”

An Yang didn't reply, just raised his chin at the mountain in front of him.

Shi Yiguang looked down and saw women squatting by the river, holding colorful yarns in their hands and swaying in the river.

"Ah, it's time to the river." Shi Yiguang suddenly, opened his eyes and said in surprise, then broke free of An Yang's hand and jumped off his back.

"Thank you, Anyang-kun!" Shi Yiguang turned his head, thanked An Yang with a smile, and then turned around and ran towards the river under the hillside.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Shi Yiguang turned around and looked at the empty mountain forest.