Chapter 322: Summer Night

As night falls, the bellworms chirp slightly.

After a busy day, the adults finally got free time, and after dinner, the family sat in the courtyard to enjoy the coolness, and Shen Bujiao and the others were walking in an alley, and there were several families living next to the alley.

"Daddy, I want to eat watermelon!" shouted a little boy of seven or eight years old sitting on a mat into the house.

Next to him sat a little girl, the little girl looked older than the boy, about ten years old, wearing a small pink dress with two small pigtails, looking very well-behaved and cute.

There were also a few small lamps lit outside, and the girl was reciting a book in front of the light.

"You little gluttonous cat! you know how to eat, have you finished writing the summer vacation homework assigned by the teacher?!" a woman in her thirties walked out with two pampas fans.

Hearing this, the boy shrank his head, thought about it and said unconvinced: "Mom, it's only been half a month off, it's still early to leave school, and the homework must be written slowly, so that it can be written well." ”

The woman said angrily: "You have a lot of reasons, you run out to play as soon as the morning dawns, and when it comes to the time to eat, you have to ask people to come back three or four times, you say that you are all day long, can you take some time to read books? I don't know to learn from your sister, look at her, where do we need to a little bit?"

The boy fell on the mat and replied, "Okay, okay, you're right!"

The woman threw a puff fan to him, "You're right, but you're going to do it!

The boy looked helpless, picked up the fan to fan himself, the summer was too hot, "Mom, the teacher said that people are different, don't compare with others, compare with yourself! Besides, my sister is a few years older than me!"

"When she was your age, she was also very well-behaved and obedient!"

At this time, a man in his thirties came out with a big round watermelon, and the woman took the watermelon and cut several pieces with a knife, and her mouth did not stop.

The boy did not listen to his mother's nagging, and he did not pay attention to the words of his left ear and out of his right ear, and he heard this eight hundred times a day, and his ears were calloused.

Now he could only hold the big watermelon in his eyes, and he beckoned to the girl and shouted, "Sister, sister, come and eat it! ”

He picked up two watermelons, walked up to the girl, and handed them to her, "Sister, don't endorse the book yet, it's not too late to carry it tomorrow!

The girl put down the book in her hand, took the watermelon in her brother's hand with a smile, took a bite, and her eyes lit up, "It's so sweet!"

The boy's face immediately showed a smug look, "I picked this melon, look at how good my eyes are!"

The man casually picked up the bench next to him and sat down, and said with a smile: "I went out in the morning and met Uncle Li who sold melons, this kid knocked on other people's watermelon table tennis for a long time before he chose such one, you don't know, I don't think he has a heavy hand, I'm afraid that he will knock other people's melons." ”

The boy pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm picking melons seriously, and the sound is crisp to be delicious!

The family sat together and chatted, the sky was full of stars on a summer night, dazzling and beautiful, they sat on the mat, the man and the woman each took a fan to fan the two children, and the boy grabbed the man's hand and shouted for him to tell a story.

The man couldn't resist him, and thought about it for a long time before he remembered a story, and before he could tell it for long, the two children snuggled up and fell asleep together, and the woman and the man fanned them and drove away the mosquitoes that disturbed the leisure, while talking about family life, and the atmosphere was particularly warm.

Rong Qi smiled: "Their life is a bit similar to our Futong. ”

Shen Bujiao thought about it when he was a child, it seemed that the family was sitting in the backyard enjoying the cool and chatting, and this picture seemed to coincide with the summer night many years ago.

The moonlight is still the moonlight of a teenager, and the color of Kyushu is still Li Bai's frost.

The three mountains and five mountains here are still unchanged, they stand on the top of Huashan Mountain, looking down on the majestic and magnificent splendid mountains and rivers, here is pregnant with infinite vitality, carrying a long and glorious ancient civilization, in this magical and vast land, a historical drama is constantly staged, countless twists and turns and ups and downs test the nation and sentient beings on this land.

Self-improvement, virtue, and the courage to explore, this is what they have seen with their own eyesNo matter how turbulent the situation is, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, they will rise to the difficulties, tide over the difficulties, and seek the truth to solve the problem.

This is a history of more than 5,000 years, it is rich and colorful, tortuous and splendid, continuous and continuous, taking root and blooming in this land, and interpreting countless legendary pasts.

At this time, it was early in the morning, Huashan was misty and misty, accompanied by a long evergreen, like a fairyland, the magnificent mountains and rivers seemed to have become a picture scroll, and the light flashed, and they disappeared in place.

Shen Bujiao blinked her eyes and found herself floating in a long tunnel condensed by countless space fragments and time fragments, and everyone else was next to her, this tunnel was very long, there was nothing around, only a transparent bubble floated in the air, floating from one side of the tunnel to the other according to a certain trajectory.

The bubble seemed to be flickering with thousands of brilliance, and when I looked closely, I found that it was a fragment of history, and the pictures seen from different angles were different, as if the thousand years of time were recorded on it, Shen Bujiao stretched out his hand and wanted to poke the bubble lightly, but the bubble was like a frightened rabbit, hiding from her.

Instead, where her fingers poked, there were ripples in circles, like a pebble thrown into the calm surface of a lake, rippling layer upon layer.

Guangbai stretched out a hand from his sleeve to touch the trajectory of the bubble floating, and then slowly said as if picking up the flowing river: "This is the long river of time." ”

Shen Bujiao felt surprised, and also reached out to touch it, but he couldn't feel anything, it turned out that this is time, he couldn't see or touch, but he really took away a lot of things.

The east of the river goes to the waves, and the characters are romantic through the ages.

The bubbles kept spinning forward, and Shen Bujiao stared at the ever-changing picture on the bubbles.

Emperor Yan Xing farming, taste the herbs, the Yellow Emperor broke the Chi You, established Huaxia, King Wu established the patriarchal law, divided feudalism, the first emperor swept Liuhe, set the eight wildernesses, Wei Zhongqing Ma stepped on the Dragon City, Huo Quai's wolf Juxu, Zhou Gongjin burned Chibi, Zhuge Liang six out of Qishan, Li Taibai fought wine poems hundreds, Du Zimei looked at Kou Yun, Yue Pengju cleaned up the old mountains and rivers, Wen Tianxiang Dan took care of sweat and green.

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were many countries, hundreds of schools of thought contended, the Han and Tang dynasties were prosperous, the world was powerful, and the famous people were overseas.

The Qin Dynasty was domineering and majestic, the Han Dynasty was majestic and heavy, the Three Kingdoms was impassioned, the Wei and Jin dynasties were uninhibited, the Sui and Tang dynasties were myriad, and the Song Dynasty was graceful and beautiful...... Each dynasty has its own pronouns, and what a glorious journey it is, it is a great honor for future generations to be able to peek into one or two of the surviving texts.