The ancestral house of the Qiu family is a typical brick and wood structure, and it is in the summer when the wind gently passes through the hall. There is a swallow's nest built under the eaves, which is occasionally disturbed by a few barking dogs in the village, and chicks chirp wildly.

It was the time when dinner started, and the smoke in the village was curling, and the strange thing was that Zheng Nan seemed to be on a whim today, saying that he wanted to learn to cook with Qiuhua's mother, but Qiu's mother couldn't screw her, so she could only follow her wishes.

What's even more strange is that Jingqiu girl didn't stick to Qiuhua at all today, sitting alone by the stream not far from home, happily looking at the fish swimming at the bottom of the water, shaking her feet rhythmically, and singing a cheerful song in her mouth.

Qiuhua walked alone on the country road, surrounded by the fragrance of the earth, and the rice in the field with the unfinished sunset, which made people feel poetic.

Qiuhua's heart suddenly had the urge to write, so he hurriedly turned around and went home, and when he was about to arrive at the door, he inadvertently looked up, but saw Tian Jingru, who had just been freshened up, looking at him upstairs with a smile.

Qiuhua took a step back, gave a gift with his hand, and said: "Xiaosheng Qiuhua, Chang'an people's clan, passing by the fairy sister Baodi, because it is late, can you allow me to spend the night?" Tian Jingru sneered, waved her hand and said, "Where did the little boy come from!" knew that it was the mansion of the immortal family, but he did not retreat quickly. Besides, how could you be a little scholar here, isn't it a mountain spirit and ghost, transformed into a human, who wants to harm me? ”

When Qiuhua heard this, she pretended to be wronged again, and Qi Qi said: "The fairy is a fairy, like the bright moon in the sky. ”

At this moment, the mother in the house saw Qiuhua and hurriedly urged: "Andy, you can eat, who are you talking to?" Qiu Hua listened, arched his hand and said, "Order." ”

Then he looked at Tian Jingru demonstratively, raised his eyebrows and said, "Sister fairy, the Queen Mother approved me to come in, and asked me to go upstairs to find you, you have to be careful." Tian Jingru bit her lip and threatened: "You dare! While she was talking, Qiuhua had already come upstairs.

The first time Qiuhua saw her, she was amazed. At this moment, Tian Jingru's lower body is a pair of hot pants, her two thighs are exposed to the air, her upper body is a thin pink top, the faintly visible black underwear reveals mystery, and also reveals temptation, the room still has the fragrance of her bathing just now, her wet hair is pushing up the smell of hormones in the air, in the end, it is the heart of a teenager, for a while, Qiuhua was a little intoxicated.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Senior Qiuhua, what are you doing in Sister Jingru's room?" Qiuhua was taken aback by the sudden words, and he couldn't say why he came up for a long time. Fortunately, Sister Jingqiu didn't care much, and when she saw Tian Jingru's dress, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah! It's so beautiful, Sister Jingru is so beautiful. ”

At the urging of their mother, the three of them finally came downstairs. As soon as I arrived at the hall, I was taken aback. There are six or seven dishes on the table, all of which are full of color and flavor. Jingqiu couldn't help it at first, and while Qiu's mother was still busy in the kitchen, she ran to the table and put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, and then cheered: "It's so delicious." ”

Then, worried about being heard, he quickly covered his mouth. Just as she was about to beckon Qiuhua to come over to eat, when she turned her head, she found that Grandma Qiuhua was looking at her on crutches. Huang Jingqiu was startled, and then remembered the rude just now, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, grandma, this is so delicious, Jingqiu is wrong." ”

The old lady looked at her, then smiled in return, and said kindly, "Are you hungry?" It's okay, it's time to eat. After speaking, he shouted to the kitchen again: "Lan'er, Nan girl, come and eat." Hearing a promise from the other side, the old lady whispered to Jingqiu, "Okay, we'll have dinner later." Huang Jingqiu nodded, swept away the sadness just now, and said with a smile: "Okay." Grandma, you are really the best grandma in the world. ”

After a while, Qiu's mother and Zheng Nan both came out of the kitchen, everyone took their seats, Qiuhua poured a cup of Coke for everyone's table, and Huang Jingqiu poured a cup of tea for Qiuhua's grandmother very sensibly. Qiu's mother first said: "Xiao Zheng really made a lot of efforts to this dish today, let us toast her together." ”

Everyone raised their glasses, and Qiuhua noticed that there were still some dewdrops hanging from the ends of Zheng Nan's hair, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Zheng Nan." Zheng Nan said quite casually: "Ha, thank me, a lot of things are made by my aunt, I just started it." "Without further ado, everyone feasted on it, and today's table of dishes could not escape the fate of being wiped out.

After dinner, Jingqiu's sister pestered her grandmother again and asked her to tell her the supernatural stories in the village. The old lady was educated as an atheist when she was young, and she did not shy away from these gods and ghosts. Qiuhua and a few people were idle, and they also joined the camp of listening to the story.

Who would have thought that Jingqiu's sister's boldness was all pretended, and the first supernatural story that happened during the liberation period had already made Huang Jingqiu restless.

The second story happened in the 90s of the last century, and halfway through this story, Jingqiu couldn't help but scream, holding Qiuhua's hand and not letting go. Qiuhua looked at Tian Jingru with an embarrassed expression, and Tian Jingru threw a look at him, indicating that she could understand.

In the end, it was Qiu's mother who came out and urgently stopped the event, saying that it was to take care of someone's fragile heart. The old lady saw that everyone was bored, so she told them another story, but this story was not supernatural, it was a legend that was said to be from ancient times in the village, and it was no longer reliable due to the lack of historical data. After listening to this story, everyone felt that it was too much to talk about. Jingqiu alone listened to it with relish, pestering the old lady to talk more.

Time passed quickly, Qiu Mu looked at the time, the night was already deep, and urged everyone to sleep. The old lady is very happy today, she hasn't said so much about living for many years, and of course Jingqiu is also happy, hearing so many stories at once, she is so excited that she can't sleep. Later, Jingqiu went to the old lady's room, and the old lady kept talking until midnight, and later, Jingqiu simply fell asleep in the old lady's room.

As for Qiuhua, of course, she took advantage of the inspiration in the middle of the night to write something. An hour later, the pen put the poem into the poem:

Chao Zhongcuo. Looking for poetry and spring

He has lived in the city for a long time and has no gods. Guiyan didn't hear about it.

Looking for poetry outside the city, you will know that the bright moon is beautiful.

The white water of Montenegro, the sandbar is slightly cold, and the aroma is thick.

The wheat in the wilderness is one inch green, and the branches are three points of spring.