The boy in the hall looked out of the hall in a daze, with a straw curtain hanging down, shaking gently, the cold wind blowing from behind made people unconsciously want to tighten some clothes, even in spring, the weather was still not warm . Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
In the yard, a girl in common clothes walked past the hall carrying a bucket. Zhuge Ying also grew a lot taller than a year ago, and girls at this age are just growing taller.
She carried the barrel across the porch, looking as if she was going to the kitchen to make breakfast.
When passing by the yard, the girl habitually turned her head to look into the yard.
There is a tree planted in the yard. When it was planted last year, it was only as tall as her head, but this year it is several heads taller than her.
Her eyes were fascinated, and she looked at the tree, where patches of yellow and white appeared between the green leaves. I don't know if it was last night or when, but the tree bloomed. When I was still a small tree, I never thought it would be so beautiful in bloom.
The buds between the leaves pull out their white petals and stretch out, revealing the light yellow stamens in the middle. Standing on the porch, you can smell the fragrance from the flowers.
The wind blew through the trees, making a soft rustle among the trees.
"Brother Zhong, Uncle!" The girl must have reacted, put down the barrel, and called out to the thatched cottage.
Zhuge Liang in the hall didn't move, just waving his fan peacefully, he was already used to his little sister being startled. Come to think of it, it's just a trivial matter, and my uncle will go to see it.
Sure enough, footsteps came slowly from the back of the thatched cottage, and Zhuge Jun, who was wearing a short shirt, walked to the corridor and looked at Zhuge Ying with a helpless smile.
"Little sister, what's the matter?"
"Look, brother, the tree is blooming!" Zhuge Ying said happily while running into the yard and standing under the tree.
"Oh, is it?" Zhuge Jun raised his eyes to look at the tree, and it was indeed blooming, and smiled: "It's very beautiful."
Zhugeying put the tip of her nose close to the flower, and the flower was very fragrant, which made the tip of her nose turn red.
"Ah chi!"
The girl under the tree sneezed.
"Little sister, be careful." Zhuge Jun on the porch smiled and said warmly: "You don't have to get so close to hear it."
Hearing the laughter coming from the courtyard, Zhuge Liang raised his eyebrows, why did his uncle and younger sister get into a fight.
Shaking his head, he lay down in the hall and continued to turn the pages of the book. What could make him so happy
"Brother Zhong, the tree is blooming."
The voice of the little girl in the yard called him again.
"I see." Zhuge Liang looked at the books spread out in front of him, shook his fan, and answered absently.
With a sigh in my heart, it's just a flower, and it's not like I haven't seen it before.
He has nothing to do with his little sister.
And wait.
The fan in Zhuge Liang's hand stopped, his face paused.
Which tree is open
Zhugeying looked at the hall behind the straw curtain, there was no movement for a while, and he pouted.
Brother Zhong is really, he can only lie in the hall and read.
Before she could turn around, the straw curtain in the hall moved, and then the curtain was slowly lifted by a young man in white clothes.
The boy looked into the yard and asked aloud.
"The tree opened?"
Zhuge Ying's pouting mouth suddenly loosened.
With a smile, he moved away from the body standing in front of the tree.
"It's open, Brother Zhong, look."
The flowering tree behind the girl swayed with the wind, its branches and leaves swaying, and a few petals were blown off and flew down from the tree. The petals are white, and if the sunlight can shine on them, they fluttered in mid-air for a while before falling into the soil.
Standing in front of the hall, the boy looked at the flowers and trees and chuckled lightly.
"It's pretty pretty."
In the small courtyard, the flowers and leaves swayed gently.
After breakfast, Zhuge Ying sat in front of the door and waited.
There is a small road at the end of the distant mountain. Occasionally, there will be cars and horses passing by. Every time there is a car and horse passing by, she will stand up and tiptoe to look.
See if the carriages and horses will stop, and if there will be a person wearing white clothes and a bamboo hat coming down, but every time the carriages and horses will leave, or it is not that person who comes down from above.
"Little sister, go inside and wait."
At noon, Zhuge Jun was preparing to go to the field with the farm tools. Seeing that the little girl was still guarding the door, he patted her on the head and said.
"It's okay, if Mr. Gu forgets the way, I can see it."
Zhugeying sat on the steps, dangling his legs, looked at the path down the mountain and said with a smile.
"You." Zhuge Jun shook his head and sighed, and said nothing more: "If you are tired, go back to the house. If Mr. Gu comes, I will watch."
He felt very helpless about his little sister's appearance, and he could only blame them for doing their own things, leaving her always alone.
There are not many people nearby, which means that the little girl doesn't even have a playmate. The little girl is very sensible, if it is a child in an ordinary family, I'm afraid she would have been crying and making noise.
Zhuge Jun was walking in the field, looked towards the mountain road, sighed, swung his hoe and turned it over in the dirt.
I hope Mr. Gu can really come back.
Who knows, what I said casually a year ago may have already been forgotten.
Zhuge Liang did not lie in the hall and read a book today, but rolled up the straw curtains and sat under the eaves in front of the hall.
Sitting here can just see the flowers and trees in the courtyard.
In fact, he didn't know whether the husband would come back, if he came, he would sweep the couch to welcome him, if he didn't come, he would just pretend that the husband forgot.
He was sitting here just because he was sitting under the flower tree and reading a book, and he didn't mean to be idle.
"Two cakes from the store."
"Okay, two copper coins."
"Give."
"Hey, your pie."
Two people, one big and one small, walked on the street.
The older one was wearing white clothes, and it was not raining, but he was wearing a bamboo hat, and he was carrying a box about half a person's height on his back, and he didn't know what was in it.
The young one was holding a sword, she looked like a girl in her teens, she was dressed in plain color, and she was holding the corner of the person in front of her with her hand.
"Here, Qi'er." Gu Nan handed Lingqi a piece of cake in his hand.
I touched my bosom, and there were five copper coins, I didn't need to count them, I could tell by touching them.
It was only after leaving Chenliu that she realized that she didn't have any money on her body. It would be fine if she was the only one on the road without eating or drinking, but with Lingqi with her, she could only find a way to get some food.
In this way, the footsteps were much slower, and it took almost half a month to walk, but he had just passed Yingchuan.
I don't know how long this money will last.
Gu Nan's head is a little black, and he has no money, so he knows that the road is difficult, and the ancients never deceived me. (In fact, the ancients never said such a thing.)
"Master." Lingqi took a bite of the cake and asked, "Where are we going?"
Gu Nan didn't know whether he was laughing or pulling his mouth out: "Nanyang."
There is still half the way to go.
Besides going to see the other two little friends, she also hopes to see Zhuge Liang.
If possible, she also hopes that he can help her in the future.