Returning from the market, Yuan Xiang'er took Yun Niang's arm and walked intimately on the way home.
He happened to meet Tie Niu, the eldest son of the Chen family diagonally opposite the door. Today's Tie Niu has a big name, a single name with a male character, and now the county yali is a prisoner. When he came back from the office, he wore a brand new round neck shirt, crossed his head, and a blue and white waistband around his waist. He straddled a wild goose sword. The urchin picking fruit.
The tall and tall Chen Xiong was a little embarrassed when he saw Yunniang and Yuan Xianger, and his face turned red when he saw it.
Yuan Xiang'er stood behind Yun Niang and crossed her hands in a calm salute, without any twisting or any excess enthusiasm.
Yuan Xianger knew that the boy who had played together since childhood had such a little youthful affection for her, but unfortunately she didn't have feelings for others, so she didn't want to leave any misunderstandings that shouldn't be there.
Aunt Chen just opened the door and came out, glanced at her useless son, grabbed Yunniang and stood at the intersection to speak,
"Have you heard about the Han family?"
"Is that the doctor at Yongji Hall at Dongjiekou?"
"Isn't it his family?" Chen's aunt slapped her thigh, "Dr. Han is such a good person, he doesn't know what taboo he has committed. In the early years, the husband and wife left one after another, leaving only one eight or nine-year-old. Young master. But his family has two black-hearted brothers, who are adopted in the open, secretly changing the law to spar with his own nephew, and want to ruin the life of the young master Han, so that he can occupy his family. Pave the fields and produce."
Chen Xiong inserted a sentence on the side: "Mother, this matter has not been finalized yet, so it's not good to say that."
"You know shit." Aunt Chen pushed her son away and squeezed beside Yun Niang, "You said that Young Master Han, everyone has seen him since childhood, right? When he was a child, he was white and tender, and he was so watery. He lived in two uncles' houses alternately for half a year, he was thin, his arms were thinner than bellflowers, and his body was often blue and purple, saying that his uncle and aunt did not mistreat him, who would believe him."
"In that case, that child is really pitiful." Yunniang sighed, "Dr. Han did good deeds while he was alive, and it shouldn't be like this."
Gossip is human nature. It has been the same throughout the ages. When Aunt Chen saw Yunniang cooperate with her, she was even more able to talk about it.
"Who said no? A few days ago, he broke his heart and let Young Master Han go into the mountains to cut firewood in heavy snow. I saw it at the gate of the courtyard. It is estimated that the child has not come back since that day. Now the two families He also pretended to go to the yamen to beat the drums and report to the officials, saying that the child was lost and wanted to find the child. This made my eldest man search hard for the past few days. According to me, there is no need to look for it at all. It must be the two black-hearted uncles. killed."
"Auntie."
Chen Xiong's helpless voice of advice came from behind him, as well as the grumbling voices of aunt Chen's family.
Yuan Xianger followed Yunniang towards the house, but she thought to herself that A Teng said that he had picked up a human cub in the mountains. Could it be the young son of the Han family? So this child might be a little happier in the fairy world than in the human world.
"Xiang'er, come and see, who sent this?" Yunniang pulled Yuan Xianger.
Outside the door of their yard, there is a whole fresh yellow sheep. The yellow sheep is unusually fat. It has been peeled and washed, and it is neatly placed on a few large broad leaves. small mushrooms.
Yuan Xianger hurriedly searched the surroundings, but found no trace.
"Forget it, the weather is so cold, so you can eat mutton hot pot." Yunniang and Yuan Xianger moved Huangyang to the house together, she looked at Yuan Xianger and smiled, "When your master was at home, people often sent gifts like this. Things that haven't been seen in seven or eight years are now happening again."
Yunniang is an ordinary person, she can't see the hidden monster, and she doesn't know any magic, but Yuan Xianger feels that she understands her heart better than anyone else. Maybe Shi Niang knows everything, just because it doesn't belong to her own world, so she doesn't want to say more.
It was getting late, clouds filled the sky, and among the pine forests where the waves were bursting, a lonely figure stood on the top of a tall cloud pine.
The man's long silver hair was swayed by the cold wind from the high place. He held the trunk with one hand, his body undulating slightly with the branches under his feet, and his glass-like eyes stared motionlessly at the small courtyard with warm lights in front of him.
"Come on, fragrant mutton soup."
A girl's clear and pleasant voice came from the yard.
The man standing on the top of the tree straightened up, his eyes lit up, his eyesight was excellent, and from this angle he could see everything in the square patio.
The girl rolled up her sleeves and came out with a bucket of warm mutton soup in her hands. She went to the black dog's house first and added a bowl full of broth to the big black dog who was shaking its head and tail.
He went to the newly built stilt cabin under the tree again, and handed a beautiful, steaming enamel pot to the door.
A pair of small hands reached out from the door to meet it.
"Be careful, this is hot." The girl explained intimately.
She has always been such a caring human being, but now this heart is no longer used on herself.
"You've been here for so long, what's your name?" the girl squatted in front of the house and said.
From the small room there was only the sound of gurgling.
"If you don't say it, I'll give you a name."
She coaxed me to say my name in the same way back then, and the corner of Nan He's mouth on the top of the tree showed a slight smile.
"Your feathers are very beautiful, why don't you just call Jin Yu? How about calling you Jin Yu?" Yuan Xianger took out a pen, dipped it in cinnabar on the porch of the wooden house, and wrote the word "Jin Yu" upright. .
A long-necked chicken with few hairs drilled out of the doorway. He turned his head and looked at the two words, lightly pecked at it with his mouth, and let out a series of happy cooing, expressing his satisfaction.
What kind of beautiful feather is this, she has probably never seen a beautiful feather. There is a big bird monster on the mountain, with one claws and three heads, and spit flames. The feathers that are intertwined with gold and red are beautiful. When I kill the big monster, I will send the feathers and let her. See what a beautiful plume is.
"Ah Xiang, mine." A young man in a light fur hung upside down from the plane tree. He was gorgeous, three-part charming, seven-part agile, and his tresses mixed with red ropes hung down to Yuan Xianger's ears.
"Come down, go back to the nest and wait, I'll keep all the delicious food for you."
The young man rolled over and got down from the tree, forming a palm-sized lynx in midair, and nimbly resting on Yuan Xiang'er's shoulder, "I want the tenderest, best meat."
It has a unique rune looming on its forehead, which is the symbol of the apostle.
Nanhe saw the lynx's "nest", the pedals wrapped in animal skins, the pillars wrapped in hemp rope, the caves that go in and out freely, the swinging lovely suspension bridge...
I don't know how much thought was spent.
Such a kitten, in addition to having a good-looking face, what else can he do, and he has lost so much thought to him as an apostle. Nan He unknowingly clenched the hand in his sleeve.
Even if you don't look at it deliberately, the cheerful laughter in the yard still spreads here without a trace.
Perhaps the place where he was standing was too high. When the night wind blew, Nan He suddenly felt a little cold.
The little lynx was feasting on the warm mutton soup, while the man crouched there, reaching down and stroking the cat's ear.
A pair of fluffy ears emerged from Nan He's hair, shaking in the night wind. A clear touch seemed to appear on the ear again, that person always rubbed her most sensitive auricle with her warm fingertips like that, and she even put her finger into the ear hole, like that. Tick the fluff inside.
Nan He's ears drooped down.
Yuan Xiang'er gently touched Wu Yuan's head, the sky was dark, and the mountains and forests burst into waves. She suddenly moved in her heart, raised her head and looked at the hillside not far away, there was a tall cedar tree that stood alone in the forest. The moment she raised her head, the cedar swayed violently, and a silver-white figure flashed past. .
When she rubbed her eyes, there was nothing on the pine tree, the mountain was silent, except for a few birds that suddenly startled, nothing could be seen.