In this way, the days passed uneventfully.

It's just that to Meng Ran's disappointment, it has been many days past the latest date his father said, and Mr. Qi has not come back yet.

Meng Ran was a little worried, although the world is still quite clear now, but local bandits happen from time to time, he is worried that something happened to Mr. Qi, but he doesn't know how to tell his father.

Meng Hao looked at his son's worried look, angry and funny, and then relieved.

The good thing is that the son has never been so worried about himself, but now he is worried about a gentleman who has only known him for half a year; as for the comfort, the son is a responsible child, which is worthy of his old comfort.

What's funny is that he was worried about Brother Qi, and Meng Hao could only laugh at Meng Ran's childishness. But I don't blame the child, after all, there are not many people in the world who know Mr. Qi's identity, after all, it is all some old things, don't tell the child.

"Ran'er, don't worry, Mr. Qi must have something to delay, and he will definitely come back in a few days, you just have to wait for him with peace of mind. ”

Hearing his father's comfort, Meng Ran was much more comfortable, and he was willing to believe that Mr. was only delayed by something temporary, and nothing happened.

According to ancient records, the establishment of the beginning of the establishment of the spring is also the beginning of the establishment of the spring, which is called the beginning of the spring. On the twenty-first day of the first month, spring begins.

The beginning of spring has passed for a few days, and suddenly the snow is all over the sky, which makes the spring cold of the Year of the Rooster have a different flavor.

The snowflakes have been sprinkled all day long, and the whole Lin'an is wrapped in silver, only the red wall and green cypress are dotted with one or two, which is beautiful.

The uninterrupted first snow seems to have made the entire Lin'an City disappear from the world. The snow is so thick that the road is impassable, and at this time, it is a place to escape from the world, almost a fairyland, and be free.

The weather is getting warmer, but the gentleman still hasn't returned.

Mrs. Meng planned to find Mr. Enlightenment for her son again, but Meng Ran strongly opposed it. For this reason, Mrs. Meng, who has always been mild-mannered, lost her temper and reprimanded Meng Hao and his son severely. It was only later that Meng Ran's resistance was a little too great, and Mrs. Meng gave up this idea. I had to change my thinking and find a new teacher for Meng Ran, surnamed Zhao, who specializes in teaching Meng Ran's qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In the end, he is still young, after a few days of study, Meng Ran has forgotten about Mr. Qi's failure to return, and concentrates on studying.

The leaves are green and yellow, the branches are luxuriant and then bare, and the spring turns into winter. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the warblers and the swallows are gone, and the only snow and the howling north wind are left.

The north wind died down, and the chill was gone. Branches begin to sprout, swallows begin to build nests, and winter is a thing of the past.

At the end of February, Mr. Zhao contracted a cold and was bedridden at home. Accompanied by the housekeeper, Meng Ran visited Mr. and gave him a gift.

On the way home, Meng Ran walked along the lakeside alone, the water on the lake in the distance was rippling, sparkling, there were boats swaying, people singing, a warm scene.

Passing through the crowd and walking to Songren Lane, a white dove flew overhead, Meng Ran suddenly felt a little sad, and he remembered Mr. Qi again. Mr. Qi has not returned for a month.

Walking through the alley, the familiar alley comes into view, and the branches of the spring flowers on the roadside have spit out new shoots, which are delicate and yellow, which is pitiful.

It's just that the gentleman still hasn't returned.

After returning home, Meng Ran sat there sullenly, Xiaolian saw this scene, and couldn't help but care: "Young master, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Ran was a little listless and unwilling to speak, Xiaolian was bored, so she stopped talking, and just quietly stayed by Meng Ran's side.

In a trance, it was already night. The servant gradually lit the candle, which brightened the dark room, casting the shadow of the man on the wall, narrow and twisted, moving with the wind, somewhat terrifying.

That night, Meng Ran tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep, and the ghost sent him out of bed, wanting to go out and take a look at the sky outside. Unexpectedly, a simple voice woke up Xiaolian.

"Young master, are you going to get up at night? I'll get you a night pot. ”

"It's not... I was just... Some can't sleep. ”

Xiaolian walked in from the outside with a fire fold, and after lighting the candle on the table, she looked at Meng Ran, who was half-sitting on the edge of the bed: "Young master, do you have anything on your mind?"

"Hmm... Yes. ”

"Is it convenient for you to tell me, then?"

"I told you that you don't understand, so forget it. Meng Ran was a little indifferent and refused.

"Actually, I know, you're thinking about people. Is it Mr. Qi?" Xiaolian's voice was a little uncertain.

Meng Ran raised his head suddenly: "How do you know?"

Xiaolian was frightened by Meng Ran's actions and couldn't help but be stunned.

"How do you know?"

When Meng Ran's voice came again, Xiaolian came to her senses and said in a low tone: "When I used to miss my mother, I couldn't sleep all night. I always feel uneasy lying down, and I want to go out for a walk, look at the sky or blow the wind. ”

Meng Ran was aroused by Xiaolian's past: "What about your mother?"

"I don't know..." The dim light made Xiaolian's face more and more white and tender, and two streams of water flowed down the sides of her nose, and Xiaolian's voice choked up: "I don't know." They all said that my mother was dead, and some people said that my mother went to the teaching department...... "Speaking of this, Xiaolian couldn't hold back anymore and howled loudly.

Meng Ran was a little overwhelmed, so she had to go to the ground and hug Xiaolian tightly, feeling her body trembling violently from crying.

Perhaps, crying can release the emotions in her heart, Xiaolian, who has cried for a while, has calmed down a lot, and Meng Ran's shoulders are also moist.

The two of them got dressed, opened the door, walked through the quiet porch, and slowly paced into the courtyard, looking up at the night sky.

Listening to the wind blowing on the branches and breathing in the cold air, the sadness in the hearts of the two seemed to be slowly smoothed out by this atmosphere.

When you are extremely tired, go back to your room to rest.

The first sun rises, it is a new day, bathed in the spring sunshine, Meng Ran's heart is like a paper kite that has been released, embracing warmth and freedom.

Mr. Zhao's illness was cured, and Meng Ran's life returned to its previous trajectory.

Every morning, I study the subset of classics and history, and in the afternoon, I learn qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

After a period of time, Meng Ran had no intention of studying every day and was very depressed. Mrs. Meng had no choice but to take Meng Ran to the farm outside the city, planning to stay for a few days, so that Meng Ran could forget about the affairs of Meng's mansion and forget his troubles.

Meng Hao, who was busy with official business in the government office, returned home and found that his wife and son were not at home, so he called the servants to inquire, only to know that they were out of the city. Meng Hao, who was worried about his wife and son, also left the city and went to the farm while the city gate was not closed.

When Meng Hao felt the farm, Mrs. Meng was startled.

"Master, why are you here?"

Meng Hao made a straight face: "Why am I here? There is no one in the family, where will I go if I don't come?"

Mrs. Meng rolled her eyes at her husband: "Why is there no one at home?

Meng Hao snorted heavily, and didn't speak again.

Mrs. Meng hurriedly stepped forward and took her husband's hand, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?" ”

Meng Hao nodded: "Hmm... Why did you suddenly take Ran'er out of the city?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Meng shook her hand fiercely and said, "Don't you blame you? Mr. Laoshizi who invited him has disappeared for several months, and he can't think about it, and his spirit is a little bad, and he can't go to class!"

Meng Hao listened quietly, and didn't argue, but asked, "What about now?"

"Nothing big has changed, just one person there staring at the sky. ”

Meng Hao sighed: "Okay, I'll talk to him." ”

With that, he walked towards where Meng Ran was.

Meng Ran was in a trance, and suddenly felt someone walking behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that it was his father Meng Hao, and not far behind his father was his mother.

Meng Ran got up and saluted, but was supported by Meng Hao, and stood up straight.

Meng Hao found a place to sit down, and then pulled his son to sit down with him, and said with a serious face: "Actually, I know that you have been worried about Mr. Qi, but what my father wants to say is that you don't have to worry about him." ”

Meng Ran's face was puzzled: "Why, Mr. is just an ordinary person, if he encounters any danger......

Halfway through the words, Meng Ran couldn't say any more. After taking a few deep breaths of cold air, he continued: "If there is danger, he will definitely ...... Although my husband has only taught me for half a year, in my heart, he is my husband for life. I'll be sad if something happens to him. ”

Meng Hao waved his hand: "Ran'er, my father understands your feelings, but my father still said that, Mr. Qi must have something to delay, and he won't have an accident." As for the reason why I am so sure, it is really inconvenient to disclose. ”

Hearing this, before Meng Ran could speak, he was preempted by Mrs. Meng: "Master, when is it, what are you still afraid of?" Ran'er is already so worried, you still don't tell the reason?"

Meng Hao looked embarrassed, and finally spoke: "Okay, then I'll say it." In fact, the reason is very simple, Mr. Qi is from Taoism. ”

Meng Ran couldn't react a little: "Father, won't something happen if Mr. comes from the Dao Sect? I heard Mr. say that there are many people who have a grudge against the Dao Sect now!"

Meng Hao looked at his son helplessly, but he didn't know what to say.

Mrs. Meng said bluntly: "Son, you are stupid, Mr. Qi is from the Taoist Sect, and naturally understands those immortal cultivation methods, how can I compare with mortals." Am I right, sir?"

Meng Ran looked straight at his father, waiting for Meng Hao's answer.

"That's the case, Mr. Qi entered the Taoist Sect when he was a child and learned an unpredictable Taoism, and ordinary people naturally can't hurt him, so he just delayed his trip because of something, not that something happened. Before, my father was reluctant to tell you about it for some reasons, but now that you know, you don't have to worry about Mr. Qi anymore. ”

Hearing this, Meng Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face was soothed.

This night, Meng Ran slept very peacefully, and had a long dream.

In the dream, Mr. performed Taoism and took himself to travel all over the north and south of the river, famous mountains and rivers.