Ji Guoyuanyi, this kid is a little out of place with the atmosphere in the village.

Although he had fled far away from the aristocratic family in which he lived, the aristocratic etiquette that he had been accustomed to by his mother's side since he was a child had taken root in him, and there were many differences in walking, sitting and lying compared with the children of the same age in the village, and this difference undoubtedly aggravated the atmosphere of separation between Jiguo Yuanyi and the village.

The villagers in the village were very curious about the child who suddenly appeared and lived with Youguo, especially after hearing that he was born extraordinary, the villagers couldn't help but have a trace of sincerity and fear that ordinary people would have when they saw a big man.

This feeling may fade away with the washing of time, but so far this sensitivity still exists, and it is infinitely magnified in the children of the villagers, until one day when Youguo comes out of his own small field, the poem has already run to the paddy field with tears in his eyes and cried with Youguo.

The poem's white and tender face was stained with tears, and Ji Guoyuanyi followed behind the poem with a small face, his eyes were blank.

He hadn't reacted to why the poem was crying, maybe he knew the reason but couldn't understand it, and under Ji Guoyuan's whispered explanation and the poem's stammering addition, Youguo finally sorted out the whole process of what happened.

Unlike the adults, young children do not have to work hard every day, and most of their free time gathers together to play games, but the children in the village are of the same age, so it is natural for them to integrate into the children's group and have fun with them under the guidance of the poem.

Since I can remember, the scope of my activities is only a small three-fold room and the small courtyard where my mother lives.,Ji Guoyuan is naturally curious about a game that he has never played.,It's just after the first acquaintance that I started playing.,This kind of game that was novel to Ji Guoyuan at first gradually became no fun at all.。

Ji Guoyuan, who was born to know the breathing method and has no teacher to understand the world, has no doubt to dominate in any game that requires physical strength and eyesight, such as catching ghosts and insects, and has no fun playing games at all, but is frustrated by the blows, and the children are so angry that they simply drive Ji Guoyuan out of the children's game activities, and even the poem is forced to be stripped out of the group because of Ji Guoyuan's "involvement".

When Youguo heard the explanations of the two, he didn't know what expression he should use for a while.

There was still mud on her hands, and it was inconvenient for Youguo to touch Shi's head to comfort her, so she had to bend her eyes and whisper: "Xiaoshi is very sad." ”

Shi nodded heavily, and her eyelashes were wet from crying.

"Don't cry, I'll talk to everyone." Youguo Road. It's still a little proud to say it, Youguo is a few years older than the children because of his beautiful appearance, and he still has a lot of say in the children's group in the village, so as soon as he opens his mouth, he is sure of it.

The poem finally broke into laughter, and took the corner of Youguo's clothes to staggering home.

Only Ji Guoyuan stood aside, his hand loosely holding his sleeve, and his red eyes quietly watched Shi's hand holding the corner of Youguo's clothes.

Youguo turned his head to look at him, and suddenly said, "Do you want to be involved?" ”

Ji Guoyuan was stunned and said hesitantly: "Is it okay?" ”

Youguo said, "Of course. ”

So Ji Guoyuan reached out and slowly tightened Youguo's sleeve, which and stood with his mother

Walking with her weak sick body around her is a completely different feeling (), Ji Guoyuan pursed his lips? ()? [(), the hand holding the sleeve tightened a little more.

The three of them walked slowly in the direction of home, until they returned to the cabin, Ji Guoyuan sat on the tatami mat, he usually didn't talk much, but at this time he opened his mouth to apologize: "I'm sorry." ”

Youguo was cooking, "What? ”

Ji Guoyuan said calmly: "It's because of me that they don't let the poems play together, and I won't get close to them in the future." ”

Ji Guoyuan's speech was flat and straightforward, as if he was talking about some simple and easy-to-understand truth, but the content sounded sad.

Youguo looked at Ji Guoyuanyi, he sat obediently and skillfully, his back was straight, but he looked in a bad mood and his expression was a little sad, like a puppy that was still drenched in the rain after being reprimanded.

Of course, the latter is just Youguo's description, not that Ji Guoyuanyi is really a wronged puppy.

Adults have to speak in an adult way, but Jiguo Yuanyi in front of Youguo is only a seven-year-old boy, so of course you have to communicate in the same way as children. So Youguo put the lid on and sat next to Jiguo Yuanyi, and whispered to him: "How could this be your reason?" ”

Ji Guoyuan raised his head to look at him, Youguo's hand originally wanted to touch the top of Ji Guoyuanyi's hair, but now he was looked at by a pair of red eyes, Youguo's raised hand was in a dilemma for a while, or Ji Guoyuan observed Youguo's intention to move, and he took the initiative to stretch his neck slightly and send his head to Youguo's hand.

Ji Guoyuan also asked: "Brother, is this okay?" ”

Youguo was very moved for a while: there is such a well-behaved, sensible and lovely child in this world!

Rubbing Ji Guoyuan's soft hair, Youguo said gently: "You haven't done anything wrong, so don't think it's your problem." ”

Ji Guoyuan was at a loss, he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Youguo.

"People don't play with you because you're just from the village." Youguo explained softly: "Everyone is used to playing with familiar people, they just don't know you well, as long as time lasts, they will soon accept you." ”

The poem that sat next to him and slowly chewed and ate also listened carefully, and nodded approvingly after Youguo finished speaking, "Brother is right!" ”

Ji Guoyuan believed it, and the next morning, the children who were not welcome to him yesterday really walked awkwardly to the door of Youguo's house and called Shi to go out with Ji Guoyuan, Ji Guoyuan was happy and a little strange, why did the children led by him always have a little fear when facing Youguo with a warm smile?

This kind of doubt is still a little difficult to understand for a child of Ji Guoyuanyi's age, so Ji Guoyuanyi didn't think about it for a long time, but played with the children again with the poem.

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sp; Children's games are really not difficult for Ji Guoyuan, Ji Guoyuan Yi because of the previous lesson and even self-taught to be careful to make his body clumsy, so that the children who play with him can keep up with his pace and not be left far behind by him, but the overly restrained play quickly wears away the novelty of Ji Guoyuan and others playing together, and one day when passing by the ridge of the field to see the weeding of the fruit, Ji Guoyuan suddenly stopped his pace.

Yuguo in the paddy field heard the voice and looked up in the direction of Yuanyi.

"I really want to be rich." Youguo sighed in his heart.

() The system was silent for a moment, and said suspiciously, "That's what you have in mind?" I thought you wanted to be as casual as those kids. ”

Youguo snorted and said, "When?" How can you sleep in this era! Do you want to have fun when you have enough money? ”

System:...... Refuse to roll in, start with me.

The grain in the paddy field is all coins that will be realized in the future, and Youguo only waved his hand at the poems and edges on the ridge of the field and continued to weed and irrigate.

"Yuanyi, why don't you leave?" There is a child who shouts at fate.

Ji Guoyuan didn't hesitate to end the action of going to play in the woods with the others, and said with a calm expression: "I'm going to help my brother." ”

He lifted his shirt and trousers, jumped off the ridge, stepped on the mud, and limped towards Youguo in the paddy field. ”

She also stepped into the paddy field to join Jiguoyuan, and ran to find Youguo.

The other children were dumbfounded, looked at each other, and then went home in a daze, and Youguo already had two more little helpers here.

"What happened to you two coming down?" Youguo was surprised, he frowned, "Are you arguing again?" ”

This time it was not for this reason that Ji Guoyuan shook his head and said frankly: "I want to help my brother do things." ”

Ji Guoyuan uprooted the grass in the field in a similar way, and his movements were even cleaner than Youguo's.

Youguo was about to refuse, but Jikoku Enichi held the uprooted weeds to show Youguo his achievements, and his handsome face suddenly opened a smile as warm and warm as the sun.

"I can do something for my brother too."

Youguo's expression was complicated, and he silently turned around and covered his chest.

"I didn't expect it......" Youguo sighed for a long time.

System: "Didn't think of anything?" ”

"I didn't expect to be protected by a seven-year-old child!" Youguo was moved and sighed: "There is such a normal and well-behaved child in this world!" Is his father blind? I actually want to send him to the temple! ”

It is rare for the system to recognize Youguo, and I thought: His father is indeed difficult to evaluate.

Because Ji Guoyuan is very determined to help Youguo, Youguo did not refuse again, and the efficiency of three people weeding together is much faster than that of Youguo alone, so today Youguo ended what he had to do early.

On the way home, he happened to meet the villagers who were also finishing their work and preparing to go home, Youguo seemed to be just casually saying it, reserved and low-key to show off his sensible younger brothers and sisters, and was very satisfied to get the envy of the villagers.

"Alas, it would be nice if my kid had Shi and Yuanyi so sensible and obedient." The villagers sighed.

If the children of his family had not been driven away with sticks behind them, they would never have taken the initiative to come over to help their parents work.

Youguo pursed his lips and said with a modest expression: "Where, where, in fact, I'm still worried that Shiheyi is too sensible and not as lively as other children!" ”

The villagers were silent for a while, if he knew how to describe the emotions at this time, then this emotion must have been speechless and choked by someone showing his face.

Low-key and reserved to show off his sensible younger brothers and sisters, Youguo happily made a hearty dinner as soon as the door was closed, and when he went to sleep, Youguo tucked the poem's quilt and habitually lowered his head on the poem's forehead

A goodnight kiss.

He was about to blow out the lamp, but he saw Ji Guo Yuanyi, who was sleeping on the other side of him, looking at him upright, and the reflection of the candle flame jumped in Ji Guo Yuanyi's eyes.

Youguo said hesitantly: "Yuanyi, what's wrong?" ”

Yuan Yi shook his head, Youguo looked thoughtfully at the poem he had kissed just now, and suddenly asked, "Do you also want a good night kiss?" ”

Ji Guoyuan's hand holding the horn tightened, and his eyes were blank.

In the step-country, even his mother, who loves him, will not do such an intimate and loving goodnight kiss. And according to the words of Jiguo's father, it is that the samurai of Jiguo do not need such weak and useless expressions of emotion.

So the goodnight kiss is strange and curious to Ji Guoyuanyi.

Youguo was silent for a while, touched Ji Guoyuanyi's hair, and also fell between his foreheads and kissed gently.

"Good night, Yuanyi."

Youguo looked at Ji Guoyuanyi's eyes and smiled lightly, blew out the light and lay down in the quilt.

In the dimly lit house, Ji Guoyuan stared blankly at the ceiling, and he could clearly hear the gentle breathing of Youguo beside him, so soft, like the cool breeze blowing in his face when he ran through the mountains.

It took him a long time before he slowly reached out and touched his forehead, the quilt was raised a little to cover his mouth, and a few clouds suddenly rose on his white jade-like face, and he bent his eyes and laughed naturally and happily.

He thought of his mother, who had died.

My mother had knelt in front of the shrine countless times and prayed that Jikokuenichi would have a happy future, but Jikokuichi was ignorant at that time, and only had a vague and vague imagination of the concept of happiness, but now, happiness has begun to become concrete.

"Thank you, Mother." Ji Guoyuan thought to himself.

He seems to know what happiness is!