"Okay, good, it's me who is not good, our little Nan's future husband will definitely be better than me." The man hugged the woman and said with a doting face, and the air around him instantly became sweet, but maybe the little girl couldn't see the sweetness of her father, and writhed unhappily in the woman's arms, waving this fleshy little fist in protest.

"Look, our little grandmother can't wait for her future husband, haha. It's not too early, let's go back early. The man said softly to the woman.

A little mischievous sunlight fell on the woman's body through the dense bamboo leaves, and with the warm sunshine, the family of three set foot on the way home, and the figure gradually lengthened and became farther away.

Time flies, and time is fleeting like a white horse.

The handsome man of the past did not grow old at any time, and the years seemed to treat him very favorably, and did not leave traces on his face, but became more mature. "In the past, the picture of burying wine for Xiao Nan with Mrs. is still faintly visible, but five years have passed unconsciously, I wonder how Mrs. you are doing in the world over there? I can't go over to accompany you, but don't worry, I will definitely raise our daughter well. Then, as we said at the beginning, find a good husband for her. The man looked at the portrait of the woman and muttered, secretly sad.

"Dad, you're thinking about your mother again." A little girl with pigtails asked in a whisper beside the man, her tone revealing a hint of sadness.

"Yes, in a blink of an eye, our little grandmother has grown so big, Dad has to let your mother know. Come, it just so happens that our little grandmother will also let your mother take a good look. The man half-crouched and hugged the little girl and looked at the portrait on the wall.

The woman's eyes in the painting are as gentle as water, quietly looking at the big and small in front of her, revealing a quiet smile.

"Mother, you don't have to worry about me and Dad, I've grown up and can take good care of myself." The little girl said sensibly. It turned out that the little girl's mother had not been in good health since she gave birth to her. Although I have been recuperating, I have been injured at the root after all, there is no big improvement, my physical condition is not as good as day by day, coupled with the occasional cold, the illness is getting more and more serious, and I can't support my death two years ago. The pink-carved child in the swaddling clothes has become this smart and sensible little girl now, and her eyebrows and eyes reveal a sense of cleverness.

"Alright, let's go eat." The man led the little girl to the dining table, only to see three blue and white plates on the old and clean wooden table, two vegetarian and one meat, the dishes were bright, and they were very appetizing when they looked at it.

"Come, Nan, how about a taste of this bamboo shoot?" The man picked up a piece and put it in the little girl's bowl, "Hmm." Dad, you eat too. This is the pheasant I caught today, you can try it. "The pheasant in the blue and white plate* chicken is fat and bright.

"Where are you going to play today, girls should look like girls, don't run around all day long. How's the Falling Flower Sword refined?"

"Dad, I didn't run around, this pheasant was sent to the door by itself when I practiced swords today, you can't blame me." The little girl muttered.

"Okay, dad doesn't blame you, let's eat well. However, the sword still has to be practiced well, you know? ”

"Got it, you have to say it every time you eat. I've been working hard, and I'm not lazy, even if I occasionally steal a little laziness, it's for the next better sword practice, I'm talking about it, Dad? ”

"You, I really can't help you." The man gently touched the little girl's head. The parents at the dinner table are short, and the few words are full of warmth and care between father and daughter.

The wind suddenly rose, although there was a momentum of shocking waves, but the power was insufficient, and a small wave of green bamboo fell with the wind within the reach of the sword qi, but it did not set off more waves. However, it is not easy for a five-year-old child.

"Nannan, the essence of this set of falling flower swordsmanship lies in the unity of man and sword, the sword moves with the heart, and the heart accompanies the sword. Remember to be calm when practicing swords, otherwise it is easy to get injured. ”

"Well, Daddy, my daughter remembers. So when will I be able to practice like you? ”

"Sword training is not something that can be practiced overnight, in addition to talent, you also need to practice diligently. Nan, you have a good talent, but you are a little playful, but you are still young, so you are not in a hurry to take your time. ”

"Dad, in addition to this falling flower sword technique, is there also a mandarin duck sword technique?"

"Yes, this mandarin duck swordsmanship was created after I fell in love with your mother, but unfortunately your mother and she don't know martial arts, so we can't practice together. However, your mother, she likes to see me practice this set of swordsmanship for her the most. Nannan, when you get married in the future, your father will teach you this set of swordsmanship. ”

"The falling flowers are independent, and the swifts are flying. You'll understand later. ”

Cheng Ruoke watched this scene as if she was watching a play, she always felt that this child looked like a person.

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I don't know when the moon has crept up the branches, and the mellow moonlight sprinkles on this lush forest and bamboo, which seems more and more tranquil, but not yet gentle, like a mother gently caressing her child with her hands.

Every household in the small town at the foot of Cuiyu Mountain is lit up with brilliant lights, gongs and drums, and it is very lively. It is also a large-scale lantern festival, men, women and children are on the street to watch the lanterns and play, the whole town is running around, bustling, singing and dancing, full of laughter.

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. This Shangyuan Festival is one of the two grand and lively traditional festivals of the Moonlit Night Dynasty, from the emperor's ministers to the common people all celebrate the festival, the whole country presents a lively and jubilant scene, this happy mood seems to pass through the bamboo forest, blow open the small bamboo house at the end of the bamboo forest.

With such a beautiful festival, Xia Jinghan certainly wants to go to the town to join in the fun, and the children are at the age of playfulness.

"Dad, it's not too early, let's go." Xia Jinghan walked out of the house before Xia Qinghuai, and her father followed. The little girl is dressed up today, her black hair is tied into a princess bun, and there is a beaded hairpin on the bun, and there is a tassel hanging on it, and whenever she speaks, the tassel is swaying. She has a fair and pure face, soft and fine skin. The eyebrows are slender and picturesque, and the eyes are sparkling like stars. The goose-yellow Luo clothes were embroidered with pale pink peach blossoms, and a light-colored belt was tied around the waist.

The way down the mountain at night was a little difficult, but the moonlight was bright, and the father and daughter were both martial arts practitioners, but after a while, they had already descended the mountain and entered the town.

"Wow, it's so lively in town today!" Everywhere Xia Jinghan looked, there were crowds of people, gongs and drums. There are all kinds of small stalls and vendors on both sides of the road, which are already full of all kinds of things to eat, use and play, and they are full of dazzling. The little girl's heart was full of these things, and she was overjoyed, while Xia Qinghuai was silently protecting her behind her.

Suddenly, Xia Jinghan saw strings of red and shiny sugar gourds, and her little belly that had just finished eating was hungry again, and she really wanted to eat it. Xia Qinghuai looked at the little girl's eyes staring at the sugar gourd, and knew that she was greedy.

"Boss, bring me a string of sugar gourds." When Xia Jinghan heard the voice behind her, she knew that her careful thoughts had been discovered by her father, so she pulled Xia Qinghuai's clothes flatteringly, and said with a smile: "Dad, you are so good, but can I ask for two strings." ”

"You, I really can't help you, let's keep some stomach for other food, or I won't be able to eat anything delicious when I see it."

"Oh, got it. Dad, look at what's up there, it's so lively. Let's go and see. Xia Jinghan took the sugar gourd that had just arrived and happily went to the direction of the Lantern Festival in front.

There are lights of various colors and shapes, such as raw fish lanterns, shelf lamps, lotus leaf lanterns, and red lanterns full of figures...... There is an endless stream of people who come to watch the lanterns and guess the lantern riddles.

"Waves...... Clear...... Concubine...... Meaning...... Langqing concubine? Daddy, it's so strange, is the word on this lantern riddle wrong? Xia Jinghan pointed to the lantern in front of her and looked at Xia Qinghuai with a puzzled expression, while a middle-aged man in front of Xia Jinghan smiled mysteriously, obviously the boss in front of the lantern riddle stall, "Little girl, if you can't guess, it's better to replace it with another lantern." ”

When Xia Qinghuai just wanted to speak, a clear voice came from the bustling crowd: "In my opinion, there is no need to change!" This word is not wrong, the riddle of this red lantern should be a 'cry' word! Boss, did I guess right? ”

A happy smile welled up on the boss's face, as if a respected gentleman had finally found something to be made, causing everyone to look sideways at the source of the sound.

"Yes, this little boy is really smart! This riddle, the old man has been laying out from the morning to the present, and someone can finally guess it!"

The crowd was in an uproar. I saw a boy who looked like seven or eight years old slowly walked out of the crowd, with steady steps, although his body was thin, it did not make people feel delicate, but a little more delicate.

His eyebrows are delicate, his eyebrows are high, his sword eyebrows fly into his temples, and his lips are beautiful. If it weren't for the high crown on his forehead and wearing a long robe, I'm afraid he would have been mistaken for a girl.

"This boy has such talent at such a young age, it's really admirable! This red lantern is the old man who has put a lot of thought into it, please laugh at it. The middle-aged man admired the appearance of the little boy very much, and under the gaze of everyone, he handed the only red lantern in front of the entire stall to the little boy's hand.

"Boss, you've won the prize, and I'm just lucky. But since that's the case, then I'd rather be respectful. Come, your sister, since you like this red lantern, I'll give it to you. The little boy took the red lantern from the middle-aged man's hand and handed it to Xia Jinghan.

"This ......" Xia Jinghan hesitated.

"Haha, Brother Xia, you can let your daughter take it." Another loud voice came from the crowd. Xia Qinghuai looked at the crowd and unexpectedly saw a familiar face.

"Who shall I be? It turned out to be Brother Zhuo, so presumably this little boy must be Ling Gongzi. Then I won't be polite to you, or it will seem that you and I are too alienated. Ahh Hold the lamp. So Xia Jinghan took the red lantern from the little boy's hand.

It turned out that the father of this little boy and Xia Qinghuai were old acquaintances. In the early years, when Xia Qinghuai was still in the rivers and lakes, he had a good relationship with Zhuo Yun, the owner of Jianyun Villa, and he lived in Jianyun Villa for a while, but later Xia Qinghuai's contact with him gradually decreased.

"Isn't that the reason? Let me introduce you, I'm Inuko Zhuoyan. ”

"What a hero from ancient times! Zhuo Yan is so good at a young age, and his future prospects are limitless! Xia Qinghuai looked at Zhuo Yan with undisguised appreciation.

Here, Xia Qinghuai and Zhuo Yun were reminiscing about the past, and in that room, the two children who were not much different in age were chatting happily, and the petite little girl with the red lantern and the handsome little boy looked like friends who had known each other for a long time.

"Brother Zhuo, you are so amazing! I guessed this riddle so easily, I thought it was wrong. Xia Jinghan scratched her head embarrassedly as she spoke.

"Hai, in fact, it's nothing, you're still young now, and you'll naturally know when you read more books in the future." Zhuo Yan smiled shyly.

The bustling crowd will become scarce, and waves will be ready to go home.

"It's getting late, it's time for us to go home. Brother Zhuo, let's take our leave first. Xia Qinghuai took Xia Jinghan and prepared to rush back.

"Brother Xia, then let's say goodbye. There will be a period later. ”

"Brother Zhuo, goodbye, thank you for the red lantern." Xia Jinghan waved her hand to Zhuo Yan to say goodbye.

"Sister Xia, goodbye! We're destined to see you again. Zhuo Yan shouted at Xia Jinghan.

Cheng Ruoke was like a bystander, looking at this scene, she always felt that this little boy was also like a person.