The sound of erhu in the yard was intermittent, and the wind was unreasonable to get the tools for pruning the woody flowers on the courtyard wall, and also to mix the potions for the flowers.

Every now and then, a stupid cat comes to make trouble, compares his feet to beasts of prey, and practices her hunting skills.

Wind unreasonably weaves the cut woody flowers into a small wreath with vines and puts them on Yahime's head.

The kitten was so excited that it ran like a happy horse.

ran to Wang Xilou to show off;

The wreath was snatched away by Wang Xilou;

crying and coming back to find the wind is unreasonable;

Feng reasoned for her, and snatched the garland back from Wang Xilou's head, Wang Xilou snorted disdainfully, and watched him put it back on the kitten's head.

But Yeji didn't dare to go to Wang Xilou to show off, this woman was too hateful.

Xiao Xiaobu followed the wind unreasonably, looking for the little guy in the flowers from time to time.

Feng Wuli made a garland one size larger and wore it on the little zombie's head in the past.

She was reluctant to talk about the little girl's stuff, but she seemed to be in a good mood.

Jay Chou's Qili incense sounded in the courtyard, and the erhu version was also very good.

I have to make one for the little fox, and I need to be wet with rain and dew.

"That's right, Wang Xilou."

Feng Wuli gradually sounded the details of those dreams, and turned around and asked her: "When you were a child, did you meet any special people?" ”

"Who?"

"That's it...... Practitioners, right? Or youkai, did you ever meet a cultivator or anything like that when you were a kid? ”

The erhu sound stopped, and Wang Xilou said uncertainly: "When you say that, Master seems to really have ...... When Master was a child, he was sitting on the edge of the ridge, and someone came over to ask Master for food, and then took me to the city to eat...... No, this was last night's dream......"

Her voice became smaller and quieter, and at the end she glanced at the little apprentice over there with a little suspicion.

How could I have such a real and strange dream last night?

Then I thought about it there again, and found that I had really met a strange person when I was a child.

That dream last night was a scene she had experienced when she was a child.

She was supposed to be in the ridge and wait for her grandmother to come back, but she met a man who said he had come from far away.

She couldn't remember the man's appearance, it asked her to give up her seat, Wang Xilou moved the shady place, and then one big and one small looked at the shiny fields under the trees, and there was an indescribable comfort under the shade.

The man ate beside her, and she looked barely, and the man laughed at her and handed her a piece of fruit.

When Wang Xilou had finished eating the fruit, the man was gone.

"Really?"

Feng Wuli was half-convinced, but in fact, he already believed most of it in his heart.

"Why are you lying to you, Master thought he had met a fairy at the time, but nothing happened later, I wonder if Master remembered it wrong."

She glanced at Feng Wuli suspiciously: "Why are you asking this?" ”

"No, just ask." Feng Wuli put away the things in his hand, and looked at the time, it was almost eight or nine o'clock.

"I'll go out for a while, I may come back later tonight, Jiang Hao and Shi will come to celebrate the festival together tonight, and make more dishes in the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"You have to wait for me to learn that Qili incense."

“…… I'm not in a hurry. ”

Out of the door, Feng Wuli thought about that place with the mutilated memories in his dreams.

First, I got on a bus.

There were not many people in the car, and many seats were empty.

Looking at the street outside from the bus window is different from what I usually see, I always feel that the filter of the bus window is a little gentler, a row of green trees, the breakfast shop in the morning is steaming, the street is full of moon cakes, the street storefront has people in and people out, stray cats shuttle in between, these scenes that are usually taken for granted, but through the window of the bus is another feeling.

Maybe it was because I had too many dreams last night, Feng looked at my phone unreasonably, set an alarm clock, put on the Bluetooth headset, and squinted in the car for a while.

When I woke up, it was obvious that there were a lot of houses around me, and there were half-developed scenes everywhere, which made it a bit smoky, and in the end, there was no landscape, and there was no development.

After a while, the place like a ravine in my memory has become a small town with a shape.

There was a girl of the same age sitting next to him, an ordinary person who was not ugly but not good-looking, Feng Wuli pressed the car bell by the car window unreasonably, she understood and moved her thighs away to let Feng Wuli out.

After getting out of the car, he looked at it for a long time and was sure that this was the place he was looking for.

But the changes in a hundred years are really big, and the wind is unreasonable and constantly contrasts with the memories in the dream.

Comparison failed.

I looked at the bus stop sign.

Okay, this is it.

Rhodes Town.

"Uncle, is there a village here with many people surnamed Liu, do you know how to get there?"

Feng unreasonably grabbed an uncle and asked for directions.

"The village surnamed Liu? Lad, wait for me to think about Ang! ”

The uncle tried to explain to him, trying to teach him how to get to that place, the two talked on the street, many words mixed with dialects, and they may not understand anything else, but Feng Wuli has a bit of a dream memory, but he feels a lot more kind when he listens to it.

"Yes, yes! yes, there's a bridge, yes, yes! ”

"Thank you, uncle."

The uncle screamed angrily, probably thanking him or something.

The remoteness here is different from Huaiqing's hometown, Huaiqing's hometown is next to the mountain, it is inconvenient to enter and exit, sparsely populated, and the remoteness here is just because the development is not good, and the young people have run out, like a dying old city.

The wind is unreasonable, and it is not easy to see some of the scenery in memory;

A small river with many stone steps and trees that are centuries-old trees, villages on both sides of the river, moss-covered tiled houses in the villages, like an ancient town with weeping willows, and newly built small houses with several storeys high.

It's enough to build a 100,000 building.

The ancestral hall over there is still there, though it is no longer in use, and it is overgrown with weeds;

The banyan tree is still there, in the past, many old people would fan under the tree to enjoy the shade, but now the tree is there, but the people are gone;

This bridge should have been built later, but it also has a history of several decades, and Feng Wuli knows that the opposite side is Liu Erxi's hometown, but inexplicably there is a feeling of being more timid about homesickness, very light and light, but warm in Feng Wuli's heart, which makes him feel that kind of nostalgia.

He said he would go home for them.

Suddenly, Feng Wuli heard the voices of several children.

When I turned to look, I saw two children of five or six years old, shouting and laughing, followed by a couple, all of whom got out of a very new car.

It should be that there are old people in my hometown who came back to my hometown for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

His gaze followed the family away, and when he turned around again, he saw a teenager.

He looked at the other man in a daze, and the man looked at him too.

"Brother, why did you come back!"

The wind is unreasonable, and his heart is a little sour.

Why did you die so young.