In June, the south of the Yangtze River is thriving, the Fujiang River flowing from the western plateau to the East China Sea divides the north and south, and also nourishes the land on both sides, the south of the Yangtze River sits on an endless plain, a large area of fertile land is rich and oily, the wind and rain are smooth all the year round, and the rice is harvested twice a year, known as the reputation of the granary of the world.

Yanjiang City is an ordinary small town in the south of the mouth of the Fujiang River, in the area of the south of the Yangtze River, there are countless small towns with the word river in the name.

In a teahouse called Wangjiang in Yanjiang City, a storyteller is telling some folk tales on the stage in the center of the teahouse, Mr. surname Feng, known as Lao Feng, fled to the south of the Yangtze River in the early years, fortunately learned the skill of storytelling when he was young, and started to be a storyteller in this Yanjiang City, and took root. Now that he is old, he has taken in a few apprentices to inherit the mantle, and he says that the rhythm of the book is tight, like a thunderbolt when it should be urgent, and like a stream in the plains when it should be slow, but every time he speaks, it is extremely clear and clear. The guests who drank the tea listened attentively, and they didn't talk to each other, and their thoughts drifted out of the nine days following Lao Feng's frustrated voice.

Because it was still morning, there were not many guests in the teahouse, sitting in twos and threes, all of them were regular customers, and it happened that Lao Feng was itchy for a while, and came to the stage to tell some folk tales.

At the door of the teahouse, a yellow and white cat is lying idle, squinting and enjoying the warm sunlight that shines in in the morning.

At this time, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in green clothes slipped in from the door, and the cat lying at the door jumped up with a "meow".

The young man stood still in front of the counter, and the gray-haired old gentleman who was bowing behind the counter to settle accounts did not look up and said, "How many guest officers?" ”

The young man put his hands behind his back, pinched his throat, and shook his head and imitated: "How many guest officers? ”

The gentleman who settled the account raised his head, and when he saw the person clearly, he copied the abacus and was about to play: "Xiao Xiaoyou, you little rabbit!" ”

Xiao Xiaoyou dodged with a smile on his face, and screamed while jumping into the back hall: "The shopkeeper Tao is beating people!" “

The shopkeeper Tao looked at the young man who ran into the back hall, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, but he laughed inexplicably, stretched his waist, straightened his body slightly, and was just about to start knocking on the abacus, looking at the scattered abacus, he was almost angry and rushed into the back hall to catch the little rabbit cub back and pick it up.

Xiao Xiaoyou came to the back kitchen, and shouted before he saw anyone: "Uncle Li! ”

A middle-aged man was preparing to put up the dishes in the pot in front of the stove, and when he heard the voice, he picked up the oiled paper wrapped in his hand and threw it over, Xiao Xiaoyou just reached out to catch it, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Li!" ”

The man surnamed Li handed over the prepared dishes to the little guy who had been waiting for a long time, and the little guy hurriedly took the dishes and walked towards the lobby.

The man surnamed Li stopped Xiao Xiaoyou, who was about to leave, and wiped his hand on his apron: "Xiaoyou, how did you think about what your uncle told you last time?" ”

Xiao Xiaoyou's face fell: "Uncle Li, I don't want to be a cook." ”

The man surnamed Li glared: "Stinky boy, what's so bad about being a cook, you have a skill, and you can't be hungry." ”

Xiao Xiaoyou scratched his head: "It's good to be a cook, but you don't know, uncle, I want to be a hero, a chivalrous man, a hoe to help the weak." He pointed to the sword and gestured with a pattern.

"Stinky boy!" The man surnamed Li raised his hand and was about to be beaten.

Xiao Xiaoyou smiled and ran away.

In a private house in the city, the young man who had taken food in the back kitchen of the Wangjiang teahouse was standing outside the courtyard, and when he saw no one left and right, he "quacked" and learned to call a duck, and the sound seemed to be a duck but not a duck.

Not long after, a girl's voice came from the courtyard: "Dad, I'm going out to play!" Lunch at my cousin's house! ”

A girl opened the door and came out, took Xiao Xiaoyou's hand, and ran towards the north of the city.

This girl looks the same age as Xiao Xiaoyou, dressed in red, combed into a girl's hair, her eyes are flowing, and her skin is like cream.

The two children walked hand in hand through the many vendors, the vendors kept shouting, the pedestrians walked slowly, and the cicadas chirped on the trees on the streets, all of which formed the fireworks of the city.

The young man's name is Xiao Xiaoyou, his parents died early, but fortunately he was taken in by the owner of Bu Gongzhai, a bookstore in Yanjiang City, and lived in Bu Gongzhai since he was a child.

The girl's name is Ye Li, nicknamed Xiaoyu, and she is the only daughter of Ye Yuqing, the owner and chief dart head of Ye's dart game, the only dart game in this small city.

There is a small forest in the northwest direction outside the Yanjiang City, there is a family surnamed Yu surnamed Yu with a courtyard facing north next to the woods, there is only a blind old man in the family, known as the blind old Yu, many years ago the blind old Yu was not called the blind old Yu, he was still a high-spirited teenager, when the world was in turmoil, or for the livelihood or for the righteousness of the world to become a soldier, this time he went for several years, came back to become a blind old Yu, and brought back a baby, after the baby grew up, the blind Lao Yu let him go to be a soldier again, this time he did not come back. A few years ago, the blind man Lao Yu planted a cherry tree in the yard, and then the cherry tree grew luxuriant, so he sat under the cherry tree and rested, year after year.

June is the season when cherries are ripe.

Xiao Xiaoyou and Ye Li probed their brains and came to this courtyard, and the blind Lao Yu was sleeping on a wicker chair under the cherry tree.

The two children cooperated tacitly, Ye Lima climbed up the tree to pick cherries, Xiao Xiaoyou put down the food in his hand, rolled up his placket and went under the tree, and then, if he accidentally made a noise from the branches, the two of them held their breath and remained motionless in place, until they confirmed that the old man surnamed Yu was not awake before continuing to pick.

After picking a large handful of ripe red cherries, the two children quietly slipped away, and before slipping away, Ye Li opened the wrapped oil paper, which was three large meat buns, and took one out lightly, picked a few cherry leaves and put them on the old man's chest, and put the meat buns on it.

Xiao Xiaoyou and Ye Li went into the nearby woods, sat in the shade of the trees, and ate the cherries they picked together.

The two of them didn't finish a large handful of cherries, and the rest of them were wrapped in Xiao Xiaoyou's shirt and put aside.

After eating enough, Ye Li and Xiao Xiaoyou each broke off a branch to make a sword, and they attacked each other in this forest. Ye Li was influenced by his father and practiced swords and martial arts since he was a child, while Xiao Xiaoyou grew up in the bookstore, and Mr. Bu, the shopkeeper of the bookstore, also gave him guidance in martial arts. The two often competed with each other and improved each other.

About a quarter of an hour later, the two stabbed each other with their swords, Ye Li shook his wrist, and actually shook the branch in Xiao Xiaoyou's hand, and Ye Li pointed the branch at Xiao Xiaoyou's chest with a branch.

Xiao Xiaoyou raised his hands: "Lost again, damnable." ”

After Ye Li pulled a beautiful sword flower, he turned the branch upside down and snorted proudly.

Xiao Xiaoyou sat on the ground and asked, "Xiao Yu'er, I heard that Uncle Ye and they are going to dart again?" ”

"I'll leave early in the morning in two days."

"In the future, if you inherit Uncle Ye's dart game, you will definitely get tanned sooner or later when you go south and north every day."

Ye Li crossed his hands on his hips: "Who wants to inherit his dart game!" In the future, I want to be a chivalrous and righteous heroine, the first heroine in the world! ”

"Why do you want to be the best in the world for a girl?"

"What's wrong with the girl's family, the girl's family can't be the first in the world?"

That's not it," Xiao Xiaoyou scratched his face, "But it should be very tiring to be the number one in the world." ”

Ye Li threw away the branch and walked to Xiao Xiaoyou and sat down: "What is there to be afraid of when you are tired." ”

Xiao Xiaoyou looked at her and asked, "Then what if your father has to let you inherit the dart game?" What do you do? “

Ye Li was stunned for a moment when she heard this, thought about it seriously and said: "According to my father's character, it is really possible, then I will secretly run away at that time, run to a place where he can't find it, and come back when I become a heroine!" ”

"Then when the time comes, let's get together, and let's go and make a name for ourselves." Xiao Xiaoyou smiled.

"What is it to break out of the roll call hall, if you want to do it, you must naturally be the first in the world." Ye Li rolled her eyes.

Xiao Xiaoyou still smiled: "Then you are the number one woman in the world, I will lead the horse for you next to you, and when the time comes, you can bring me a little when you introduce the name to others." ”

Ye Li pointed at Xiao Xiaoyou's forehead with his hand, and said helplessly: "No ambition." ”

The two children chatted like this, letting the time pass, letting the summer cicadas chirp, the time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was close to noon.

The two got up and patted themselves and left the woods with cherries in their arms.

In the west of Yanjiang City, there is a pharmacy called Sanshengtang, the owner of the pharmacy is named Sun Yunsheng, their family has been a doctor for generations, Sun Yunsheng's grandparents died early in the early years, and his father traveled all over the world to practice medicine, and later came to Yanjiang City to settle down.

Xiao Xiaoyou and Ye Li knocked on the courtyard door at the back door of the Sansheng Hall at this moment: "Fu Sheng! ”

In a moment, a teenager about the same age as the two of them opened the door and came out.

This young man's name is Sun Fusheng, Sun Yunsheng's only son, he is dressed in white, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he has an elegant scholarly temperament at a young age, and other children are still shaking their heads in the private school.

Xiao Xiaoyou took out the remaining cherries before, Sun Fusheng smiled and picked one up and put it in his mouth to savor it, he ate very slowly, Xiao Xiaoyou laughed at him and looked like a girl more than Ye Li, he was not annoyed, just picked up the remaining cherries and handed them to Ye Li, laughing at Xiao Xiaoyou who was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Sun Fusheng doesn't eat sweets, this cherry is only tasted one every time, Xiao Xiaoyou and Ye Li both know, but every time they still leave a handful of bringing, let him choose the reddest one to eat, the rest is usually Xiao Xiaoyou and Ye Li then share the food, but like today, Xiao Xiaoyou can't eat the remaining cherries because of his mouth is not a lot of times.

Ye Li was eating cherries one by one on the side, and also smiled and watched Xiao Xiaoyou and Sun Fusheng frolicking.

"Fu Sheng, are you done with today's morning class?" Ye Li asked while eating.

"I'm done, I'm wondering when you'll come."

Xiao Xiaoyou didn't make any trouble anymore, knowing that the remaining cherries today had nothing to do with him, and said, "Then go to Bu Gongzhai?" ”

Sun Fusheng nodded: "Yesterday, Mr. Yunyang's "Treatise on Rites and the Country" has not been read yet. ”

"Let's go, then." Xiao Xiaoyou snapped his fingers and said.