Three people, three temperaments, like three completely different flowers and plants, blooming together in the midsummer Jiusixuan.

Every brick, every tile, every beam and pillar of this mansion opened its arms with poise, embracing them in their own shadows.

Who, exactly, is in the urn?

Or is everyone in the urn?

Qi Chang, a little insect ant, brought water and towels, Cheng and Mo washed their hands and wiped their faces, sat down separately, and enjoyed the cool and quiet of early summer.

Outside the house, there are ancient trees towering to the sky, cutting the skylight, making the hot sunlight circle dotted, bright and dark, quietly falling to the ground, and cutting through the summer wind, making the wind soft and weak.

Mo Lingfeng reached out and touched Xun.

Wu Jin stretched out his slender fingers and handed over the peach in his hand: "Eat peaches." ”

Her Xun blows like a dead breath, and those who listen to it scratch their hearts and livers, but it's still better not to listen.

Mo Lingfeng forgot about Xun, took the peach, and continued to "click" the peach to eat.

Cheng Ting slumped in the chair and also pressed hard at the peach: "Yes, don't blow it, just because you blow it, the land in Mofu is worthless, and it is rumored that it is haunted here." ”

Mo Lingfeng immediately turned around, stretched out his arm and slapped him on the head, the slap was very loud, and the strength was not small.

Cheng Ting fought back with a peach in his mouth, and also raised his fist and hammered Mo Lingfeng lightly and heavily.

The fist fell on Mo Lingfeng, Wu Jin saw Mo Lingfeng shake for a while, and hurt for her, so she hurriedly stood in the middle to stop the two of them from fighting like rookies.

Cheng Ting bared his teeth at her across Wu Jin: "Tomorrow the horse will run, you wait to eat ashes." ”

Tomorrow and October, they will meet to go to the pasture to ride horses and teach them to be superior.

After speaking, he tilted his head to look at Mo Lingfeng again: "Are you going to Cheng?" ”

Mo Lingfeng nodded: "Go." ”

As soon as the time arrived, Wu Jin went out of Mofu and went back to the cake shop to help, Cheng Ting swept away the spring bottle and begonia flowers in Mofu, and found a way to give them to Xu Huiran, while Mo Lingfeng went to the middle hall.

The central hall is bright, not as cool as Jiusixuan, but it is still covered with thick window paper, and has not been repurposed with screens and bamboo curtains.

The cool breeze urged into the house, the powder walls on both sides, the wisteria edge wood up, drooping from the canopy-like flower stand, the branches were coiled and dry, the buckling and winding, the leaves were green, and the mother-in-law was soothing, full of tranquility.

The doors and windows were wide open, Mo Qianlan and Zhao Shiheng sat and played chess against each other, whispering about the bandits in Jia County, Mo Lingfeng jumped into the threshold, and the two naturally stopped talking and looked at her together.

"Brother!"

Mo Lingfeng ran into the house, looked down and saw a bowl of mung bean water in front of Mo Qianlan to cool off, leaned over and took a sip, but the water was neither sweet nor icy, it was very tasteless, she smacked it twice, and then stopped drinking.

She crawled into Mo Qianlan's arms in twos and threes, nested in a small ball on him, and stretched out her head to look at the chessboard.

Mo Qianlan hugged her with one hand, touched her head and neck with the other, and the palm of her hand immediately became moist - Mo Lingfeng was afraid of heat, and when she passed through Jiu Sixuan, she was sweating.

Mo Lingfeng watched the chess while informing Mo Qianlan: "Brother! Tomorrow I'm going horseback riding with Wu Jin! ”

Mo Qianlan picked up a white child and dropped it at random, buried her head and sniffed the aroma of Mo Lingfeng's hair: "No, can my brother take you to watch a vagaville?" ”

He didn't dare to let Mo Leaf out of his sight again.

Mo Leaf is his bones, his flesh, his blood, and his eyes, the Three Realms are like a house of fire, only when he sees Mo Leaf, he can feel at ease.

Moreover, he has been working on the belly of his aunts for two years and has found nothing, and Mo Lingfeng is a lone seedling of the Mo family.

A thousand pours of land, a seedling, precious.

So precious that everyone can perceive her uniqueness.

Mo Lingfeng rarely wanted to go out, and when he heard the word no, he got down from his knee angrily, clenched a small fist, and beat Mo Qianlan hard: "I'm going!" ”

Zhao Shiheng hurriedly put down the sunspot in his hand, got up and hugged her: "Leaf, you can't beat my brother." ”

Mo Lingfeng pouted sadly—she had almost lost her freedom in the past two years, and she hadn't run a horse once.

With a little tear in her eyes, she walked out dejectedly, squatting alone under the flower stand, to fiddle with a bamboo horse that she had played with before.

Mo Qianlan was unhappy to see her like this, and she also fell into a languishing.

He got up and walked to Mo Lingfeng's side, and saw that she was half-closed with Danfeng's eyes, two red clouds appeared on her face, her lips were red and moist, and there was still a little bit of the temperament of a young beast, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, all floating in her eyes.

"Ah," he said, reaching out and taking her whole into his arms, carrying her back into the house, and putting her in a chair, "little dog, brother will take you to run a horse tomorrow." ”

He was weak and weak, and he walked carefully, thinking that if the puppy grew up and grew into a big dog, he would not be able to hold it.

"Don't." Mo Lingfeng shook his head, knowing that Mo Qianlan couldn't run anymore.

Last year, Mo Qianlan suffered from epilepsy while riding a horse, but fortunately the horse did not run fast and only fell and injured his head and face, and since then, Li Yitie has not allowed him to ride a horse again.

"It's okay, I'll ride slowly, hot or not?"

Mo Lingfeng still shook his head: "Hot, I'll go back to blow Xun." ”

Mo Qianlan saw that she was sensible and pitiful, and her heart suddenly seemed to be squeezed by a big hand, and she didn't know how to love her, so she reached out and touched her sweaty head: "Just blow it here, I'll ask someone to put the ice." ”

Mo Lingfeng hung his limbs, drooped his head, sat down beside Zhao Shiheng, took out Tao Xun and blew it, Zhao Shiheng listened attentively, and corrected her breath from time to time.

The ice basin moved in and placed it in the corner, the icebergs gathered in the basin, falling and dying in pieces, and the wisps of cold air spread out indoors, rising from the ground, Mo Qianlan got closer, and immediately shivered.

The sound of "whining and oozing" was very harsh, and he listened to it in his ears, but it was like fairy music, and he quietly ordered someone to fetch a bowl of ice cheese and send it to the case.

As soon as the blue bowl is filled with ice cheese, dense droplets of water gather around the bowl, which gradually form a line and hang down on the table.

Mo Lingfeng saw the ice cheese, so he put down Xun, reached out and pinched the spoon, and scooped a spoonful into his mouth.

The cheese is sweet and sour, the cherries are sweet, and the entrance is cold, she finally showed a smiling face, and became a child with flying eyebrows, and her dark eyes were shining: "Brother, it's delicious." ”

Mo Qianlan laughed and got goosebumps all over his body coldly.

Zhao Shiheng watched from the sidelines, without sympathy, he saw that Mo Qianlan was self-inflicted-he loved his sister too much, and he gave up eating because of choking.

Mo Lingfeng ate a bowl of ice cheese, and she was very restrained from eating it, and she no longer proposed to run a horse, took a sip of tea, she took the Xun, and blew it all the way back to Changsuiju.

The next day, Mo Qianlan still got up early in the morning, dressed neatly, and ordered Yin Bei and Zhao Shiheng to follow, preparing to take Mo Lingfeng to ride a horse.

How did he know that he waited and waited, but he didn't see Mo Lingfeng, just waiting for the bad news from his grandmother - Mo Lingfeng ran away, and left a pair of big characters with teeth and claws: "I went to run a horse outside the city, Yin Nan followed me, my brother is a coward." ”

Mo Qianlan was so shocked that he almost fell ill on the spot.

Fortunately, there is Yin Nan following.

He folded up the big lively letter, put it in his arms, turned around and walked into the courtyard, Changsuiju was silent, as if he had all abandoned him.