Zhang Xiaoqi patted his head and said to himself:

"Ahh yes, I didn't think of that."

"Butterflies..."

Turning his head to take the box placed next to him, looking at the six sides of the box, his eyes suddenly stopped on one side of the box, and the pattern relief on it didn't look like a magnified butterfly?

"Haha, I'm so smart."

But Zhang Xiaoqi just thought that the pattern relief on the box was very similar to the butterfly just now, of course, the pattern relief on the box was much more beautiful and complex than the butterfly just now, but there was nothing bigger to discover, and it didn't help him open the box, the little young man's attention and excitement were always short and changeable.

Zhang Xiaoqi's excitement was only for a short moment, and then he patted his head again, looked at the patterns on the box, and began to be in a daze again......

In fact, Zhang Xiaoqi thinks that his greatest happiness is when no one disturbs him, and his eyes are in a daze without focus, otherwise as long as he is sober, he must work hard for himself and his family's belly, although it does not help the family much, it is better than nothing.

Zhang Xiaoqi's body slowly lay down under the small willow tree with his daze gaze, although the shade of the tree was small, but it also covered Zhang Xiaoqi's thin body, accompanied by an unintentional glance of the docile old cow not far away who lowered his head and ate grass, and slept very quietly...

The box placed on Zhang Xiaoqi's chest inadvertently flashed a trace of black and purple light, and it was not too eye-catching on the slightly black and matte relief of the box, but the beautiful and complex butterfly on the box flashed with this trace of black and purple, as if it lived for a moment, and then stood still, but the butterfly with the pattern relief was a little different, adding a touch of business...

Zhang Xiaoqi seemed to have dreamed of something in his dream, and the slightly upturned arc of the corners of his mouth was very subtle

At the beginning of the dream, it was just a blur, there was no specific imaginary thing, like in a small space, dim and gloomy, as if there was some diaphragm blocking Zhang Xiaoqi's vision, depressed and heavy, this situation made Zhang Xiaoqi very uncomfortable, Zhang Xiaoqi wanted to shout, but he was unable to speak, in this like dark detention, Zhang Xiaoqi was scared, wanted to break free from this terrible dream, but he was powerless, he felt desperate and helpless for no reason, even the instinct to cry could not be expressed, he regretted it for no reason, why did he have such a terrible dream...

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiaoqi's fingers trembled slightly under the shade of the tree, and then his arm slashed towards the box on his chest, the box was suddenly knocked down by his arm and fell on the grass next to him, Zhang Xiaoqi suddenly sat up, opened his eyes suddenly, grew his mouth, panted heavily, wiped the sweat on his head with his little hands, and wiped his hands on the linen clothes on his body;

"Heh... Huh... Huh..."

"Scared me to death, it's scary, this dream does"

"Is this a nightmare by a dream?Go home, ask your mother."

Zhang Xiaoqi stood up with difficulty, touched the small firewood knife on his waist, and turned around again, afraid that something would fall;

"By the way, my box, haha" seems to have forgotten the terrible nightmare just now;

Saying words to himself, he stood up and walked to the docile old cow who was probably full of grass and was chewing, took the reins, and the old cow slowly followed Zhang Xiaoqi's small steps to the back road, when he walked along the path at the foot of Fengwei Mountain in the past, and walked below the entrance of the cave, the docile old cow did not detour but did not pause, as if nothing had happened and continued to walk back, Zhang Xiaoqi turned his head to look in the direction of the mouth of the cave, the flower, the grass, the tree, as if nothing had happened, Zhang Xiaoqi shook his head suspiciously, and continued to walk in the direction of home, just a flash in the depths of his eyes, seems to think of something... Of course, he had forgotten that it was not time to go home, but he didn't want to care about it, and the fear in his heart prompted him to selectively forget the scale of time, and walked home with the weakness in his heart and pretending to be calm;

Zhang Xiaoqi did not go home directly, but first went to the landlord's house to return the docile old cow, just walked to the entrance of the village, and met the little fat man of the landlord's family, or the little young master Peng Fat Dun'er, of course, the big name is not Fat Dun'er, but called Ronggui, I heard the village adults say, Fat Dun'er's landlord father went to Gan Lao Fuzi to ask for a name just after Fat Dun'er was just a full moon, Gan Lao Fuzi once asked Fat Dun'er's landlord father, what is the hope of the child when he grows up, and Fat Dun'er's father blurted out without even thinking about it' The word "glory and wealth", the old master Gan also looked at the figure of the fat dun'er's father, and said the name 'Ronggui' by the way, of course, the sentence after the fat dun'er's landlord dad left, 'people's hearts are not ancient' naturally did not hear;

"Zhang Xiaoqi, are you lazy again, you actually came back so early? My cow must not be full, huh?" Peng Fat Dun'er, holding his little hand on his round little belly, asked like a little adult;

When Zhang Xiaoqi saw the round Peng Fat Dun'er, on the round face that was always very happy in the past, with a little adult expression, there was no longer the hatred of the past, and he wanted to get closer, but he wanted to get rid of the nightmarish panic just after, but when he heard Peng Fat Dun'er's words, the little closeness and goodwill he had just had instantly came to naught, Zhang Xiaoqi was not afraid of Peng Fatdun'er's little adult-like tone, and directly rolled his eyes to him:

"Peng Fat Dun'er, which eye of yours saw that the cow was not full?

"Also, if you dare to talk to me like this, you won't be afraid of the homework laid out by the master, and I won't help you write those fifty big characters?"

"Also, Master's ring ruler, um~~~~"

Peng Fatdun'er, who was a little tall just now because of his small hands on his back, instantly became Peng Qiuqiu'er, but there was no sound of the ball falling with water in it, which made Zhang Xiaoqi feel regretful;

"People... People just... It's just that looking at my dad like this is very majestic, it's like learning it" The two little chubby hands twisted and hooked the little chubby fingers together, sticking to the rounder belly;

"Xiao Qi, don't be angry, I'll invite you to eat maltose, okay" As he spoke, he stretched his little fat hand into his arms with great difficulty, pulled out an oiled paper bag, quickly opened the oiled paper bag, and stretched out the exposed and somewhat flattened maltose in front of Zhang Xiaoqi;

Zhang Xiaoqi was very reserved, "Well~~, okay then"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a piece of maltose from the oiled paper bag held in Peng Fat Dun'er's hand, and put it in his small mouth impatiently, closed his mouth, and reminisced about the taste that made people feel happy.

"It feels very good to be an old son," Zhang Xiaoqi thought.