The pheasant carried the firewood on his back and helped the seven stars back to the cottage, and the last trace of the afterglow of the sunset dissipated, and the night shrouded the heavens and the earth.

"Miss, open the door, I'll light the fire and clean up the kitchen." The pheasant said, put the firewood down first.

Qixing hummed and stretched out his hand to her: "Give me your hairpin." ”

Hairpin? The pheasant looked at the young lady's loose hair, because she had been lying in the car, she had not combed her hair, and she did not bring a hairpin.

Does the young lady want to pull her hair up? The pheasant hurriedly took off a silver hairpin and handed it over.

"Miss, do you want me to help you?" She asked, "Although you have very good hands, Miss, you need to rest more now." ”

When I was at home, the young lady's hair was combed by the young lady, and the young lady was skillful and could always comb out a bun that no one else could make.

Alas, the young lady is also too hard.

In the past few years, I have been called Miss in the Lu family, but I am actually calling a girl.

The pheasant was in a state of confusion, watching the young lady take the silver hairpin, and did not pull her hair, but walked to the door of the grass hall, holding the hairpin in one hand and the copper lock in the other.

What does this do? The pheasant was puzzled, and just about to ask, he heard a grunt, the copper lock opened and fell into the hands of the young lady, and then gently pushed, the door creaked and slowly opened.

The pheasant looked at the door, she was not mistaken, did the young lady use the hairpin to open the lock?

The young lady said that there was a key, and she thought it was where the key to the cottage was hidden.

"Miss." She stammered and asked, "You, don't you have the key?" ”

Qixing looked at her and shook the hairpin in his hand: "This is the key." With that, he walked to the other two doors, poked the hairpin a few times again, and the door lock fell.

No matter how stupid the pheasant is, he has reacted, where is the unlock, this is the lockpicking!

"Miss." She couldn't believe it, "How could you....?" ”

Seven stars walked over and inserted the hairpin back into her head.

"Didn't you say that?" She smiled slightly, "My hands are very skillful. ”

Skillful, the pheasant is stunned, and picking the door and unlocking is also skillful? Before she could say anything more, the young lady's skillful hand pushed her shoulder.

"Alright, let's go and make a fire."

The thatched cottage was lit up at night.

Although he was still lying on the ground this night, the pheasant slept very soundly and woke up at dawn.

She subconsciously looked to the side first.

The cart was still in the house, but it was empty.

The pheasant got up in shock, and a bad thought flashed through his mind, and he was about to stumble out, and looked down to see the writing on the ground.

The words are written in the branches, and the words written on the branches are still beautiful and powerful, leaving deep marks on the ground.

"I'll go for a walk in the mountains."

Going to the mountains? The pheasant's heart did not let go at all, and hurriedly walked out, and as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw a woman staggering on the mountain road.

She was wearing a plain skirt, her hair was tied up with branches, and she was holding a bamboo stick in one hand, and the early morning mountain fog lingered under her feet, as if she was stepping on the fog, and the fairy spirit was fluttering.

The pheasant was stunned, was it because she was home, and the young lady looked different from before.

As the young lady drew nearer, the pheasant's eyes saw her in her other hand, carrying a hare.......

"Miss!" The pheasant hurriedly shouted to meet him.

Qixing said, "I'm going to see my grandfather and mother. ”

Even if it is a tomb, it is also a relative, and I want to be by my side all the time, the pheasant nodded, and what to say, Qixing handed the hare over.

"Picked up on the mountain....." She said.

Picked up? The pheasant fell, is it easy to pick up wild things in the mountains?

"There's an old saying, wait for the rabbit." "I was sitting at the grave when the hare came crashing into me." ”

I have really heard this sentence, it is said that rabbits are very stupid, and besides, the pheasant can't help but think that it is in front of the grave of the young lady's relatives, and the young lady is so lonely that she only ate a mouthful of gruel last night, and this is also their only remaining food.....

Today, the food has not yet been found.

So Miss's maternal grandfather and mother sent them specially for them.

"Okay." The pheasant was moved to tears by his thoughts, and his nasal voice was thick, and he took the hare, "I'll roast the rabbit for the young lady to eat." ”

The young lady looked at her appearance, smiled and did not speak again, and took the first step.

The pheasant carried the hare behind him, and then looked down to see a blood stain on his hand, which was the hare's neck...... The rabbit is talking about the rabbit hitting the stump, so the neck of the collision is bleeding.

It was the first time the pheasant had seen a dead rabbit, and although it was a rough girl at home, it didn't need to do such a thing as killing chickens and slaughtering geese.

The blood on his hands is sticky in his heart, and the pheasant is also thinking in his mind, now it is not as good as before, and in the future, he will have to eat and drink by himself, and killing chickens, ducks and rabbits is nothing.

The young lady was much better, she looked weak, and her steps were slow, but she was walking faster than her......

In the blink of an eye, he left her behind.

Sure enough, when I got home, my blood recovered.

The pheasant left his cranky thoughts and quickened his pace to catch up, and followed Qixing back to the grass hall, in front of which there was not only a thin donkey, but also a woman.

The woman, in her forties, carrying a basket in one hand and a hoe in the other, walked around the cottage, looking at the thin donkey and looking at the interior......

The pheasant was a little nervous, and sped up his pace to stand in front of the seven stars, and the woman also looked at the footsteps when she heard them, and both sides hesitated slightly.

"This house belongs to someone." The woman spoke first, "Don't mess around." ”

Is there anyone who can help watch the house? The pheasant was a little surprised.

She hurriedly said: "This is our family, our young lady is the granddaughter of Mr. Yue. ”

The woman was obviously surprised, too, and looked at the girl behind the pheasant, who slowly walked out.

"I am ....." She said.

But before she could introduce herself, the woman had already stomped her feet and sighed, surprised and delighted: "You are the old gentleman, the little lady, that, ah, Ah Qi!" I've heard the old gentleman call you. ”

I've heard it, I still remember it after so long, Qixing smiled at her.

The woman exclaimed, "I've grown so big, I can't recognize it." "When the old gentleman passed away, they all said that you were taken away by relatives." "You're back?" "I didn't expect to see you again." "Last night, I saw the lights on here, and I was uneasy, thinking that a thief had sneaked in." "I wanted to come and see it, but I thought maybe the old gentleman would go home to take a look, so I didn't dare to disturb." "I came over early in the morning, but I didn't expect you to come back." "Oh, little miss, you've grown so big, it's so good."

The silence of the morning in front of the cottage was broken by the woman alone.

She didn't need Qixing to answer, she couldn't stop talking, laughing while talking, and raised her hand to wipe her tears.

"I have to go to the village and tell everyone the good news."

With that, he turned around and hurried away, and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Qixing looked at the woman's back and smiled again.

The pheasant couldn't help wiping her tears, so strange, she didn't know why she wanted to cry.

There are people with nameless tombstones on the mountain, and there are still villagers who are worried about them, and there are still people to take care of the dilapidated thatched cottage, and they carry hoes early in the morning to prevent thieves from sneaking in.

"The old gentleman is not alone here." She whispered, "Miss, you won't be alone. ”

……

……

"So you really got home?"

In the Lu family's mansion in Yucheng, Lu Kang's hand was slightly stunned when he received the news.

The steward stood in front of the hall with a small servant and answered.

"I let Fushun keep an eye all the way." The steward said, "Xu Cheng arrived three days ago. ”

Although Mrs. Lu said that she didn't care about life or death, she still sent someone to track it down - in case this little really went to report to the official, the family would be prepared at that time.

Xiao Wufu stepped forward by the way to tell the details: "I saw that I couldn't survive along the way, lying motionless in the car, the pheasant cried every day, I didn't expect to return to Xucheng, and it was better." ”

That's a pity, Lu Kang said in his heart, it's good to die, it's a hundred.

"When Fushun came back, Ah Qi Xiao....." The housekeeper was about to shout Miss, looking at Mrs. Lu's face, and hurriedly changed his words, ".... The little maid is exchanging the wild rabbit she has picked up for rice and noodles for the villagers. ”

Fushun added: "The villagers were very kind to her, they gave dishes and chopsticks, and built a bed for the board, madam, there is nothing in that house." ”

Of course there is nothing in that home, Lu Kang sneered.

The steward waved away the little servant, stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Madam, the grass hall in Xucheng is dilapidated, do you want to light a .....?" ”