In May, Zhang Yan and her mother and brother returned to her father Zhang Ao's Fengyi Xuanping, along the way, Lu Yuan looked at her worriedly from time to time, Zhang Yan turned to smile, "Mother," she put her cheek on her mother's lap, and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"I'll be with you all the time."

Until old age.

There was a commotion outside the carriage, and the royal man hurriedly reined in the horse and stopped the carriage. The sound of chickens, cattle and sheep, horses neighing, and boys' laughter were all in one, and a voice rushed to the outside of the carriage and shouted, "Sister, sister, you're back." ”

It's the younger brother Zhang Luxury.

Zhang Yan smiled loudly, lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car, looking at the lively scene outside the car, and pulled Zhang extravagant and said, "Look at you, what do you look like?" He smiled at Zhang Shou, who was standing a few feet away, "Ah Shou is also there." ”

"It's not fair." Zhang Yu struggled, "Sister is so gentle to the third brother, she scolds and pulls on me." ”

"Sister," Zhang Yan woke up from his sleep in the carriage, poked his head out, and said in a daze, "Who are you talking to?" There were still two points of sleepiness on his face.

Zhang Xuan's face sank slightly, and Zhang Shou also stiffened.

Zhang Yan turned around and beckoned, "Ah Yan, come down." ”

So Zhang Yan tried hard to open his eyes, obediently jumped out of the car, and walked behind his sister with his little short legs.

"This is luxury, this is longevity," Zhang Yan took his hand and introduced him, "Although you haven't seen them before, they are all your brothers." ”

"This is Ah Yan," she smiled at Zhang Yu Zhang Shou, "You all know, in the future, you must love your brother as I love you." ”

"Extravagant and longevity," Lu Yuan coughed in the car and called.

Zhang Xuan and Zhang Shouju respectfully walked to his mother's car. "Mother." I heard that you and Sister Ah were back, so I came out to pick you up. ”

"Sister," Zhang Yu tugged at Zhang Yan's coat, "Do you want to ride with us?" ”

"Okay." Zhang Yan's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "I've been in the carriage for so long, I've long been tired of it." ”

"Sister", Xiao Yan'er grabbed Sister A's skirt and muttered, "Yan'er also wants to ride a horse." ”

Zhang Yan picked him up. Flicked the tip of his sweaty nose and said with a smile, "My sister only learned to ride a horse at the age of ten. If you want to ride, wait until you're ten years old. ”

"Ah Yan," Lu Yuan took his son and instructed, "Don't mess around." How can you ride a horse with the clothes you wear today? ”

Zhang Yan looked down at the hem of her delicate skirt and smiled, "It's okay." "Bend down, grab the corner of the skirt at the side, and tear it violently. With a brush, a hole was pulled.

"Ah," Tutu sighed. "It's a pity for this dress."

Zhang Yan didn't hear it, and tore it on the other side, so that he could straddle the horse. She also has homemade trousers under her skirt, and she is not afraid of walking away.

"When I saw the sky of Xuanping, I felt that my heart was about to fly." He looked back and smiled. "Mother, you say. Wouldn't it be nice for us to live here for the rest of our lives? After finishing speaking, he turned over and got on the horse, and his neat posture made Zhang Shou behind him shout hello.

"Let's see who rides the fastest." She turned back brightly on the horse, and the cool summer breeze blew her sideburns around, and her water-red clothes flew up, like plums on the branches of May, playing on the swing leisurely. It has an early summer taste.

She laughed and whipped her horse, and the horses beneath her neighed and ran like the wind. Sitting on horseback, she felt dazed, as if she had something hidden in her heart, and tried to see it, but she couldn't see its appearance clearly.

Look blank.

After running for a quarter of an hour, she reined in the reins of her horse and paced to the side of the road. But after a while, I saw Zhang Hao and Zhang Shou chasing after him from behind, "Sister, you are crazy," Zhang Hao complained, "Suddenly run so fast." ”

"That's useless for you." She sneered, "I haven't ridden a horse in a few years, and you can't catch up yet." ”

Holding the reins, he slowly walked behind his mother's car. The horse beneath him was impatient, snorted, and scraped his hooves, trying to gallop as before. Zhang Yan strangled it, what we want to do, and what we should do, many times, is not the same thing.

Lu Yuan found that her daughter had changed differently.

It's not that she's not good now, she eats and sleeps on time, pays attention to makeup and clothing, pays attention to diet, she loves her brother and treats her relatives and friends well, she even smiles brightly all day long, but in her smile, there is a burning poignant, this kind of burning is hot and gorgeous and can't be forced, I don't know when her little daughter has grown from a child to a girl.

Child, it is a carefree day.

But the girl began to have sorrow in her heart, and joy born of sorrow.

Every girl will grow into a girl. But every girl can't go back to being a child.

Lu Yuan remembered his girlhood, unkempt clothes, running on the road beyond abundance. So, she met Zhang Ao.

When he was a teenager, Zhang Ao was really elegant, and his mind was as clear as ice jade.

He rode a white horse and bent over on horseback.

Later, when her father gathered all the princes to choose a son-in-law for herself, she hid far behind the screen, but she saw him at the first glance when she looked up.

The beginning of February is the best time in the world.

Zhang Yan swings in the courtyard.

"Push it higher." She instructed Tu Tu and relieved her worries.

"Push it a little higher."

The two maids were sweating profusely, "How high do you want us to push, lady?" ”

Zhang Yan stretched out her hand and pointed to the courtyard wall, "Push it to me, you can see the scenery outside from there." ”

"Lord Weng, you're not crazy," Tu Yu said puzzled, "I really want to see the scenery outside, just go over and have a look." Why do you have to swing? ”

Zhang Yan smiled but did not speak.

Many years ago, she read a poem: Swing in the wall, laugh outside the wall, pedestrians outside the wall, and laugh beautifully in the wall.

Is there really a person who walks past her courtyard wall, hears her laughter, and his heart is turbulent?

A few years later, he met her and talked about the swing anecdotes and his ignorant mood.

But there will be no such person, poetry is just poetry, stories are just stories, life is life.

The swing stays at its highest point for only a moment. At that moment, she could see through the lush apricot trees on the courtyard wall, and she could faintly catch a glimpse of a basket on the corner of the street.

"Ah Yan." Someone called under the swing.

She stopped and saw Sun Ning standing under the porch, dressed in a green yellow yarn Zen robe, with a round bun and jade swaying, clear and sprinkling.

"After Ah Yan went to Chang'an, I made some friends, but I didn't talk about it like that, I always missed Ah Yan. Ah Yan is finally back. In the hall, the two sat opposite each other, unconscious.

Sun Ning took a sip of tea. I felt a little light, so I put it down.

"Incense, huh?" Zhang Yan said with a smile, "This is the tea I brewed with the dew I collected on the lotus leaves in the morning, and it's rare to get a cup of gold." ”

"You're so idle." Sun Ning said helplessly, "Ah Yan is back this time." Probably won't be going again, right? ”

"How do I know about such a thing?" She smiled and fanned, "But it shouldn't be left in a short time." The last time you left Xuanping, you were still wearing a bun like me, and now that you've come back, you've already done the bows. She pouted, "I want to wear my hair in a nice bun like you." But they all said that I was still young and that I would have to wait another three years before I could make it. ”

"That's not a good sound." Sun Ning said angrily, "Isn't it because I didn't look good before?" ”

"It's different." Zhang Yan shook her head, "It used to be fresh and lovely." ”

The two of them laughed again, "I've recently learned some piano music, and I'll play it for you when I have time—" Sun Ning said with a smile. Suddenly, I saw a trace on Zhang Yan's sleeve and pulled it over to take a look. "What's going on here?" It looks like it's been splashed by Mars. ”

"Oops," Zhang Yan also saw it, frowning and smiling, "It was splashed when I roasted a hare last night." ”

"Roast a hare?"

"In the middle of the night last night, I pulled Ah Shou and my younger brother Yan'er, went out over the wall, beat a wild pheasant, and lit a fire on the field to roast it, but it was fragrant. A nearby family thought that the field was on fire, but they came over to find out that it was us roasting pheasants. But we invited them to eat and had a great time. ”

Sun Ning's eyes widened, "Really? ”

"yes." Zhang Yan nodded and smiled, "Yan'er is young and can't climb over the wall, so she deliberately woke up the side door that the old grandson asked him to open." ”

"Your mother, the eldest princess doesn't care?"

"Why bother?" Zhang Yan gave her a strange look.

Sun Ning then said enviously, "It's good." ”

"Next time we go out, should we call you?"

"No need." She shook her head, "My parents won't allow it." ”

"Ah, yes." She remembered, clapped her hands and said, "The plums we pickled together two years ago were sent to Chang'an, and you said they were already bad and couldn't be eaten." This year I pickled some more and took some for you to taste. ”

Xiaodui held a small pottery urn and said with a smile, "Now everyone has tasted the plums pickled by my lady and said that they are good." It's easy for Miss Zhang to come back, let's try it. ”

Zhang Yan nodded, picked up a yellow plum, and put it in her mouth.

"How?" Sun Ning asked her.

"It's sweet."

"But," she smiled, "it's delicious." ”

"It's decided," Zhang Yan said with a grin, "Find a good weather, let's go to the plum garden to pick plums together, and let's pickle them again." ”

In early summer in May, the days are long.

There was a faint smell of green plums floating in the air, the broken shadows of the sun fell on the gap between the plum forests, and the naughty jumps were like clean broken gold, and the clouds were clear.

"Really." Zhang Hao yawned, "When I played six games with Sister A last night, I got up early in the morning to pick plums, where did Sister get such good energy, and she won't be tired at all from morning to night?" ”

He complained, and suddenly felt a chill in his neck, it turned out that Zhang Shou handed him a plum branch to his neck and shook it slightly.

"You-" His eyes widened and he was about to pounce.

"Sister is unhappy." Zhang Shoudao.

"What," he stopped, and turned his head to look at the girl standing under the plum tree.

A branch was pressed low by the green plums, and she grabbed it and shook it violently. So a tree of green plums crackled down like rain, and smashed Sun Ning and Zhang Yan, who were picking plums under the tree.

"Sister," Zhang Yan stood up rubbing the painful place where the plum was smashed, and glared at his bad sister fiercely.

"Oops," Zhang Yan spread her hands innocently and stuck out her tongue, "I didn't mean to." The smile on his face was sunny.

"What's wrong with her?" Zhang Hao muttered, at least she looked much happier than she was forcibly pulled in.

"Stupid brother," Zhang Shou squinted at him, "In the face of the Huns' courtship, two inexplicable things after your uncle's appointment, are you happy?" ”

Zhang Xuan shook his head and said cautiously, "No matter how old man Mao Dun is, he can't take a fancy to me, right?" ”

Thinking of himself wearing a woman's clothes and sitting in the wedding palace car, he walked all the way through the mountains and the grassland to the Xiongnu royal court, Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel messy in the wind.

"That's not the point, is it?" A black line burst out on Zhang Shou's forehead.

"Okay, okay," Sun Ning pushed Zhang Yan and said, "My lady Zhang, you can walk around wherever you want, and when you come back, we will all pack up." If you stay here, we won't be able to finish picking plums when the sun goes down. ”

"Hey, you two." Pointing in the direction of Zhang Xuan, "Hurry up and come and pick plums." ”

"What?" The two boys complained, "Why are we coming here to pick this plum?" ”

"What," Zhang Yan said innocently, "why can't I pick plums?" ”

"Because it's your two sisters who want to eat the plums." Sun Ning said viciously, and pointed at Zhang Yan again, "Why don't you hurry up?" ”

"Sifu," Zhang Yan looked at her suspiciously, "You shouldn't be," she cautiously verified, "I lost too badly in the game of Liubo last year, and I lost too badly today." ”

Sun Liao's face suddenly became cloudy.

Zhang Yan was slightly startled, and hurriedly reflected on whether she had done too much, so she walked away.

The May Merlin is a little sour, two are moist, three lines of sunshine, and four are verdant, walking through it, as if all the senses can touch the bright invitation of the branches and leaves, and the heart is comfortable. Zhang Yan picked a green plum from the branch, wiped it clean, and put it in her mouth, only to feel that her sore teeth had fallen.

However, she still tasted it carefully one bite at a time and refused to give up.

Merlin occupies a large area, and there is no edge in sight. The shadows of the trees are swaying, and a person has walked too far, and he has long been unable to distinguish the road. Zhang Yan simply kept walking forward, thinking that when she reached the end, she would be able to see people. When it was hot, he fanned it. Suddenly, a shout was heard, and the girls sang a cheerful song in unison.

"There are plums, in fact, seven Xi. Ask me to be a gentleman, and I will be lucky. ”

(The plums that have fallen to the ground are still seventy percent of the plums on the trees.) Those lads who like me, hurry up and seize this good time. ）

The front is verdant, and the plums are fragrant. She suddenly felt that her feet did not have half the strength, and she stood in place, unable to take even a single step.

I'm a dividing line that doesn't count words*************

This chapter of love (first) and the next chapter (naturally love thoughts) are combined, and they are a chapter that I personally like.

It describes a restless mood.

Well, youth is good.

Now that the article is issued, I may still be struggling with the exam in the examination room.

Help me pray.

By the way, come to a pink ticket to comfort and comfort the mood.

Ahem, love is all about being pink.

Fists, Yan, come on.

Because of the strong desire to break the chapter here, this chapter, another 4000+.