Walking around the market until he lost patience, Liang Xueming's mind was not looking for acquaintances at all, but was very concerned about those gadgets on the street. He couldn't keep wandering around the market, and his mother was still at home waiting for him to return.

It's a real headache to look at this little girl next to me who is very interested in everything.

"Let's go. Come home with me. Ke Yangui took her restless little hand and walked towards the end of the market.

Liang Xueming was very excited: "Okay, okay." Go home, go home. ”

"Let me tell you in advance, my house is not as luxurious as your house, my family is very poor, I will take you to the government if I can't bear it. My mother is not in good health, don't be angry with her. Ke Yangui's eyes were like wolves, staring straight at her, reminding her seriously.

"yes, got it." Liang Xueming straightened his hair, grabbed his hand, slowed his pace, and pulled him forward, "Let's go." ”

So he ran away with her. Liang Xueming is not as tall as him, and it really takes a lot of effort to run. Therefore, Ke Yangui also ran at a high speed, so that she could catch up with her and not be out of breath.

But after running for a while, this guy really doesn't feel tired.

Running through the bustling bazaar, walking towards the lonely place in the countryside, I don't know how many winding roads I have walked through. The willow trees cling, blowing clear waves on the surface of the lake. The slight wind blew up dandelions flying in the sky, and Liang Xueming held the wreath he had just braided in his hand and tried to rest on Ke Yangui's head, but he really didn't like these things, and she couldn't reach them if she raised her toes a little. I completely forgot how I hated him just now. For a while, he dragged a dog's tail grass to tease his emotions, and he stopped playing with him when he looked cold, chasing butterflies and peach blossoms by himself, looking here and there.

"Where is your home?" Liang Xueming asked in a milky voice.

"It'll be there in a moment."

"How long is a while?"

"It's just a short moment." Ke Yangui pointed to the west, eight hundred meters away, and could see a small thatched hut standing there in the distance. Right by the river. There was only one house around, not in the village.

"Aren't you scared to live in such a remote place?" She asked.

"Why should you be afraid, and you didn't do anything wrong." Ke Yangui pressed his hand on the top of her head, exuding a righteous aura.

"Got it." She crouched down, escaped from his palm, and ran all the way forward, toward the hut.

Around the thatched hut are well-planted vegetables, planted very randomly, some have just sprouted, and some have already been able to climb vines. Rape flowers were planted in a circle around the house. There are also some unnamed flowers that are kept in a fence made of a few logs. The house is facing east-west, with a thatched roof and a wooden body. Some places are pasted with soil. Two windows on the left and right. Although it is a little simpler, it has a fresh and pastoral atmosphere. His mother must have been a very demure person. Liang Xueming guessed in his heart.

As soon as she stepped into the area of the farmland, Ke Yangui grabbed her hand and asked, "Do you want to send it back to you now?" ”

"Don't, don't. I don't want to go back. It's good here. Liang Xueming's face was full of anticipation and smiled sincerely.

"Good. Tell me if you want to go. ”

Ke Yangui walked into the room lightly, squatted on the bed and slept beside the woman, who slept very deeply, her face was pale, as if she had no soul, as if she was very sick. He probed the woman's forehead with his warm hand, and then probed her snort.

Then he called out in a panic and helplessness: "Mother! Tears flowed unconsciously from his eyes.

Then the woman coughed, pulling his grief back.

"Mother, are you alright? I'll take you to Lang Zhong again. He cried out in supplication and knelt before the woman. There was a sparkle in his eyes.

"Yan Gui, mother is fine." The woman smiled weakly, caressing the soft face hidden under the dirt. I wanted to wipe the ashes off his face with my sleeve, but I didn't have the strength.

"Hello ma'am." Liang Xueming appeared from behind him and greeted her with a standard royal greeting etiquette.

"O children in the palace." The woman sighed and waved at her, "Come, touch Auntie." ”

Liang Xueming obediently learned to squat in front of her like Ke Yangui, not letting her have much energy. Her hands are also soft, and she doesn't have the calluses that have been formed by years of hard work. It seems that he has been bedridden for many years.

The woman is very beautiful, even if she looks sick, as if she is not angry, but she can still see the gentleness and beauty of the past. She is a person with beautiful bones. The eyebrows are slender and curved like willow leaves, the eyes are charming, and the smiling shape is like a half-petaled peach blossom, which makes people happy to look at. The roots of the mountain are not high, and when viewed from the side, they are curved and the nostrils are round and delicate. The mouth is small and the corners of the mouth are naturally hooked. The face shape is oval face, but it is thin and angular.

"Madame was born more beautiful than my mother, and I thought my mother was the most beautiful person in the world." Liang Xueming was immersed in the beauty in front of him, rummaged through his pocket, found the hairpin he bought before, and sent it to her, "This is for you, beautiful things are more valuable when they are worn on beautiful people's heads." ”

The woman took the hairpin, and also felt the beauty of the hairpin, and sighed: "It's really beautiful." It's a pity for me. Keep it for your mother, she'll be happy. ”

"No, this is for you, my mother has a lot of good things, and she may not be able to see this thing on the stall. Sending you with a day of brilliance, but beautiful. Liang Xueming put the hairpin on her, and her face was happy.

"What's your name?"

"Little girl Liang Xueming. I got lost, and chased my brother to disturb my wife's peaceful residence, waiting for my relatives to find me. Liang Xueming replied obediently, and also said the reason for coming here by the way.

"Okay, Yangui brought someone back for the first time, my mother didn't do anything for him, and this time I had to cook it myself. Didn't eat, did you? Return, take my silver taels and go to the street to buy some snacks to eat. I'll make you some food. The woman was very happy, her eyebrows were smiling, she took out the broken silver from under the pillow, and tried to struggle to sit up.

"Mother!" Ke Yangui rushed up to help her, a little annoyed.

"It's fine." The woman waved her hand and smiled.

"No need madam, Brother Yangui's craftsmanship must be very good, I want to eat what he made." Liang Xueming hurriedly refused, "Thank you, Madame, for your kindness." Hello recuperation. ”

"Good, good. Yangui, you first wash your face, change your clothes, and then make her something to eat. The woman lay back again, instructed, and fell asleep peacefully.

Ke Yangui pulled her out. By the way, I took the basin on the table.

Walked to the lake, scooped some clear water, soaked a towel and wrung it out and began to wash your face. Liang Xueming squatted next to him and stared at him with blinking eyes.

Watching his face get cleaner and cleaner.

At this age, she really doesn't know how to look at the beauty of children, but adults always say that Brother Du is very handsome, and it stands to reason that they all look similar, so they should be considered good-looking.

"What are you looking at, what are you pouting for?" Ke Yangui patted her face with his water-stained hand and asked.

"Think about things." Liang Xueming stood up and said coquettishly inadvertently.

"I didn't expect you to be the same in front of me as you are in front of adults."

"Mother said that you should be polite to outsiders, not rude, and not lose the face of the family. Don't let others laugh at you. She was recalling her mother's words very seriously.

Ke Yangui casually threw the towel on his shoulder and grabbed it.