When he turned around, the woman was smoking again, and she tapped her thumb on the cigarette, and a little ash fell into the water, swirling on the surface of the river, and some of it sank to the bottom of the boat.

"Let's quit after sucking this half pack." He suggested, his gaze falling on her cool brows, with a longing he hadn't noticed.

"Okay." As she spoke, she spat out another mouthful of mist, half-covering her white face, looking a little ethereal: "I have to find something else instead, I can't be idle." ”

"You can eat some fruits, melon seeds and the like." Luo Li stretched out, and the smoke gradually dispersed: "It's better than smoking." ”

"What about you?" Xi looked at him lightly, the tails of his eyes turned up, and he sneered: "Do you quit?" ”

"I'll try." He didn't say yes, he didn't say no, he knew how big his addiction was, thinking like this, he stuck his left hand in his pocket, felt the cigarette, pinched it between his fingers, and twisted it slowly.

The boat walked alone on the water, dragging out a large herringbone ripple, and after about twenty minutes, it finally landed, and the two disembarked.

There are several food stalls on the shore, selling skewers, fried sausages, wontons, and not far from a newsstand-like shop, with the word "small shop" written on the wall in white chalk, and the proprietress stands in the middle of the shop, buying and selling only through the window, and there are two people in front of the door, carrying a barrel of oil.

"Are you hungry?" He looked at her, his eyes a little nervous: "It's better to go to my house for a meal first, and then go to school." ”

She didn't care about it, her feet stepped on the dead leaves, and a creaking sound sounded in her ears, crisp and pleasant.

"My little sister's cooking is delicious." He had a smile on his face: "It's just that I'm a little scared, don't mind." He babbled on and on, and the woman listened in silence, occasionally answering a few words.

They walked through a bamboo forest, woods, there is a slender river at the edge of the forest, there are large lotus roots planted in it, it is the season of lotus fragrance, pale pink buds can be seen everywhere, some of the shore are broken, leaving only a bare stem, on the muddy ground on the bank, there is still evidence of guilt, a few pieces of white petals in the powder lie there alone, the wind does not blow, it should be wilted.

The fragrance of lotus leaves is relatively strong, but it smells very good, Xi Qing sniffed deeply, it is all natural oxygen, however, few people know that in such a paradise place, there are earth-shattering sins buried.

She folded a lotus leaf, the stem was rough, with dense small thorns, and the tip was round and blunt, but it did not hurt anyone, she took it in the middle, and looked at it carefully.

She looked at the lotus leaves, and Luo Li looked at her, a glance for ten thousand years.

The wind blew the broken hair in her ears, stranded on the cherry lips, the black, red and white tricolors collided, bright and dazzling, and something seemed to spring up in the depths of his peach eyes: "Do you like to eat lotus leaf rice?" ”

"I haven't eaten it." She twisted the edge of the leaf with her thumb and forefinger, feeling the difference between the two sides of the lotus leaf: "Can you taste it, is it your specialty here?" She said in a teasing tone, with a smile in her eyes.

"It's not a specialty, it's an idea I came up with when I was a child, and it tastes good." He scratched his cheeks, took a turn, went around a few terraced fields, walked into a path, and after passing through a few rows of haystacks, he saw a village, and it was evening, and the smoke curled in the air, and the smell was slightly pungent.

"My house is in the back row." He strode forward, like a tour guide, and there were many chickens and dogs in the village, barking non-stop.