"You're here. ”

"I'm coming. ”

A simple greeting, a polite answer.

But there is passion like fire and tenderness like water, suppressed, burning and flowing with a lot of happiness in the heart.

It was she who came.

She is like the spring wind, the elusive but ubiquitous tenderness, quietly caressing the tips of your hair, occupying your heart little by little; But because of this, one day when she suddenly appears in front of you, there will be such an indescribable surprise, like spring water moisturizing your heart and then overflowing, rippling, gurgling into the body, hair, skin, limbs, and hundreds of remains.

She just stood there, smiling like that, looking at you.

Time flies, the years change, the little boy at that time has become a handsome young man with a long body, and the little girl at that time has also become a big girl. Yuan Yan'er has grown up, the once swaying pony's tail has turned into waist-length hair like a waterfall, the willow eyebrows and apricot eyes are more pleasing, the nose and cherry mouth are more delicate, and the slender and delicate body is also taller and more graceful, tsk! What a beautiful big girl this is, Daoist Fang's vision is not bad, and it is not bad!

The two stood together, Fang Yin, who was once half a head shorter than her, is now a whole head taller! Look, the little bird is just right, the talented woman is just right, the world's greatest beauty is the world's largest talent, the two are a pair made in heaven, you say, you say, how good is this! Very good, very good, what you say is not as good as listening, listening is not as good as watching, Fang Yin just wanted to look at her so stupidly, until she was old: "Idiot! stupid, watching people do nothing!" Yuan Yan'er pretended to be angry at him, and then lowered her head to cover her stutter and chuckle. The eldest girl was shy, the young man was also blushing, and Daoist Fang coughed dryly, and said, "Uh, you are busy first, I, I'll cook!"

There was a loud bang and my head hit the door frame!

Daoist Fang was only stunned for a moment, and then lowered his head and quickly jumped into the firewood room!

Immediately there was no movement.

"Sure enough, it's a nerd. Su Dao Chang shook his head and smiled, and sighed softly.

"Hello Uncle Su. "Yuan Yan'er is not a nerd, Yuan Yan'er is still very polite, but Yuan Yan'er's face is also red. The young man has always been stunned, and the eldest girl naturally knows it, and everyone knows the young man's thoughts, but who knows the big girl's thoughts? Su Dao nodded slightly, sat on the bench and looked at the clouds in the sky.

There are thousands of clouds, there are mountains, seas, movements and stillness, and there are more birds and animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and life and illusion are endless. The clouds are full of colors, its white is like cotton wool, if the ink is dyed when it is black, the red place is like a fire, and the bright place is a brocade, at this time, a white cloud on the clear blue sky can cover the red said, so the white bright white clouds are inlaid with the golden gold edge, and bring a few different kinds of beauty to the warm and elegant elegance. Su Dao Chang is looking at that cloud, and Yuan Yan'er is also looking at that cloud-

There was nothing to say for a while, quiet and leisurely.

Every cloud has the beauty of every cloud, just as every girl has every girl's heart, the chief of the Su Dao may know, the chief of the Su Dao may not know, the chief of the Su Dao only looks at the clouds. Each one has everyone's story, and everyone's story is as many as clouds in the sky, some Yuan Yan'er knows, some Yuan Yan'er doesn't know, Yuan Yan'er only thinks about her heart. The hearts of the girl's family have never been so unpredictable, just like the clouds in the sky.

"Uncle Su, Daddy wants Yan'er to greet you on his behalf, and say a word-How is Senior Brother?" Yuan Yan'er said softly and with a smile. Su Dao Chang smiled slightly and said, "It's okay to ask, it's okay not to ask, tell him that I'm fine." Yuan Yan'er nodded again and again, looking well-behaved. After a while, Su Dao Chang looked into the distance and said softly: "I haven't seen you for ten years, it's good to come here and take a look." Yuan Yan'er was overjoyed when she heard this, and giggled: "But really, Yan'er went back and said it, hehe, Daddy must be very happy in his heart!" Su Dao Chang laughed: "Joy is joy, I'm afraid that some people will not be happy." ”

"Bang la! Bang bang!" There was a chaotic noise in the firewood room, as if someone had knocked over something! Some people were not happy, very unhappy, and they were said to be like a year, I am afraid that ten years have already passed! Yuan Yan'er's father is naturally Yuan Laodao, and I heard that he is still the peak master of Sansheng Peak. Of course, it doesn't matter who he is, anyway, someone doesn't welcome him here, and the beautiful girl is replaced by an old way, what is that called, so what's the matter!

Su Dao Chang shook his head and smiled, got up and left.

"Idiot, are you going to die!" The sweetheart was ashamed and annoyed, and stood at the door with a delicate waist! The nerd was going to die, the nerd was going to die happily, and the nerd was busy trying his best to prepare a table of delicious food for her. It doesn't matter if the bucket turns over, it doesn't matter if the bucket falls, pick it up, pick it up, it's just an accident. Come again and again, you must seize her stomach, capture her heart, and show off all your craftsmanship.

And she was watching from behind, watching, looking at her with a hot gaze -

It is said that the two places are far apart, and the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, it is not early when Miss Yuan comes, and the sweetheart of Daoist Fang is about to go back after eating! Light the fire, boil the water, add oil and oil, add vinegar and vinegar, Ding Ding is like cutting vegetables, crackling and fire! The young man is in full swing, and the big girl is talking and laughing and standing on the side and just watching.

I'm not really angry, but I'm even more happy!

A good meal.

"Good craftsmanship. Su Lao Dao nodded.

"What a bad experience!" praised his sweetheart.

"Awards, awards, haha!haha!" "Daoist Fang's heart was full of joy, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of joy, and his mouth was full of joy: "If it's delicious, eat more, if it's not enough, I'll make a few more!" "The low table is full of dishes and bowls, both seasonal fresh fruits, pickled meat and pickles, green vegetables and mountain mushrooms are stir-fried cold, and there is also the chicken neck and rabbit leg braised and stewed, the rules and regulations are heartily praised, and the ingenuity is even more breathtaking! Sure enough, a table of good dishes, plus rice and chicken soup, is beautifully done, and the three of them have their own fun, talking, laughing and happy, looking and beautiful and sweet, just like a family!

Of course, Daoist Su is an idle old man, this is very eyeless and unproductive to eat, obviously as a light bulb shining on the small couple of people! The chief consciously picked up the bench and walked a little farther away, sat down and ate with a bowl and a stuffy head. Okay, okay, the world is pure! Daoist Fang didn't eat anymore, just straightened his head and watched his sweetheart eat, affectionately and eagerly-

The world is quiet, but it's too clear.

"Idiot, what are you doing!" The sweetheart was ashamed, the sweetheart was angry, and the sweetheart put down the dishes and chopsticks and stopped eating! The nerd was stunned, the nerd was stupid, and the nerd looked even more stunned: "What, what?" The nerd doesn't know that sometimes the light bulb is also essential, and he can't just throw it away when he runs it out, not to mention what an informed and unassuming light bulb it is.

The sweetheart is angry, and the nerd is in a daze.

Fortunately, his sweetheart knew that he was a nerd, and his sweetheart looked very angry but not really angry, and his sweetheart was still very happy when he saw the nerd in a daze with him: "Idiot, did you say that you can compose a poem, and now compose a poem for everyone to hear?"

Once the spring is lazy to comb your hair,

A few green silk fell on the red sleeves.

People laugh at the amorous guests in their dreams,

I say that the water is lovesick.

"Acacia flow, what is Acacia flow?" Yuan Yan'er widened her eyes and asked blankly: "Why can't I understand your poem?" Fang Dacai coughed and stammered and explained: "That's one day when I combed my hair in the basin, and then suddenly I came out of the water, I saw it, I saw it, so, that, that, it, uh." "It's hard to say, Daoist Fang's face turned red again as he spoke, needless to say, as soon as his face turned red here, he knew what he saw, and he was lovesick: "You person, just say some crazy things! Uncle Su, look at him!"

The nerd secretly confessed, and his sweetheart really didn't hang up on his face, so he had to ask for help from the light bulb again. Su Dao Chang just lowered his head to eat wholeheartedly, saying that he couldn't see or hear that it was a light at all. Dead, dead, dead, dead! Seeing the appearance of frowning and pouting in his heart, Daoist Fang blushed and was completely confused: "This is not good! It's not good, it's not good! I'll come again, just have another one!"

Again.

"This time, don't say that the children are long, you, you, a man, what are you thinking about all day long?" Yuan Yan'er glared at him and said angrily. What do you want to say? Fang Dacaizi is now full of wind and snow, what do you let him say if you don't let him say this? This can stump Fang Dacaizi, Fang Dacaizi frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally hesitated and whispered: "The spring thunder sounded, the mountains and flowers are fragrant, the beautiful scenery is so good, it is not as affectionate, hey-"

"It's not as long as affection. Yuan Yan'er nodded lightly and smiled gently: "But in two years, you have learned so much, nerd, nerd, you are still very smart!" Fang Daoist was happy, but he couldn't laugh, lowered his head and said: "It's not good, it's not good, this is still the wind and snow, you see-" Yuan Yan'er shook her head and said seriously: "Words and rhetoric, the way of poetry, rough and kitsch are the bottom, the beauty is lingering, the poetry is the top, and the scenery and characters can be borrowed, that's it." ”

Is that so?

- That's right, that's what my father said.

Is that so?

- That's right, the chief nodded slightly, and he was very approving.

Is that so?

Daoist Fang suddenly realized, and nodded again and again to show that he understood!

Is that so?

"That's so, but what about your ambitions? What are your ambitions? How broad are your minds?What are you going to borrow to express what you're going to chant about?" Yuan Yan'er asked Fang Yin with a smile. Ambitions and ambitions may have been, but they have only been, Daoist Fang has long been left behind; what is his mind, what is broad, Daoist Fang has long stopped thinking about it, he just plays and thinks about her wholeheartedly, but speaking of this, Fang Yin suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable fear in his heart, and a little panicked!

"I said you come and listen, a poem called Mochizuki-"

The sun is hanging for eternity, and the sun is magnificent,

My heart reflects the bright moon, and Zheng Zheng is more open.

Who wants to ride the wind and linger in the palace?

It's better to dance Qingfeng, three feet to shine in all directions!

There is only one side here, and Daoist Fang was stunned, frowning, speechless, and smirking.

Su Dao Chang laughed, suddenly put down the dishes and chopsticks and got up and walked away: "If this blows through the sky, I will be the king of the universe!"

"Uncle Su!" Yuan Yan'er snorted, her face was full of displeasure! Angry is angry, Uncle Su has long been away, he is the cloud in the sky, calmly and leisurely. No one can do anything about him, no one can take him without temper, but Miss Yuan is angry in her heart, but fortunately, there is still a nerd there: "Idiot, how is this poem?"

It's him, it's him, my sweetheart taps his head, and suddenly smiles like a flower.

It's him! It's him! Daoist Fang's eyes were dark, and he only felt that the sky was falling!;