Qiuqiu thought that if the scholar's wife had another child, she would be destined to be a life of traveling far away from home in the future. Not to mention that she couldn't stand it, the scholar might not be able to bear it.
Shi'er's attention is different from Qiuqiu.
"What did you feel like just now?"
Qiuqiu thought about it and shook her head in a little frustrated manner: "I don't know. I seemed to have nothing to think about at that time, and I was a little distracted."
Shi'er began to be in a daze, and Qiuqiu didn't dare to interrupt him, so she stood beside her and waited quietly.
"This is the first time I have heard of this situation." Shi'er said frankly: "I didn't see the light with my own eyes."
So there is no way to judge, right?
Qiuqiu thought, so.
Having that kind of light does not mean that this child will definitely be a material for cultivating immortals in the future, because there is no previous example to refer to.
Qiuqiu temporarily put down his worries, calmed down and asked him: "Who wins and loses when you play chess with your father?"
Shi'er just said: "I didn't lose."
This answer is very slippery.
Is this saying that he won, or did the two draw? Or they didn't have time to finish a game of chess, so there is no way to talk about winning or losing.
Qiuqiu rolled his eyes to him.
Shi'er showed a faint smile.
A smile is rare and precious to him.
Qiuqiu looked at her without blinking her eyes, and when she came to her senses, she began to spit on herself.
Why do you always act like a nerd in front of him? Be calm and reserved.
It doesn't mean anything if you look so good. It's just a skin.
But... there was a small voice in my heart struggling.
It's really good-looking, so beautiful.
And such a beautiful person belongs to her and cannot be taken away by others.
When I think of this, Qiuqiu seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming in my heart, and a sense of joy spread from my heart, and I couldn't stop it.
Shi'er pointed to the wall and said, "Look."
What to see?
Qiuqiu looked in the direction of his finger.
There was a gap in the wall bricks there, and the sun shone on the top of the wall. Two small sparrows were jumping lightly there, covered with feathers shining brightly by the sun. Just like two sunny elves.
Qiuqiu smiled: "When I was a child, sparrows were not easy to find food in winter. Sometimes I would sprinkle leftover rice grains in the yard. They didn't dare to come to eat before, but later they became bolder and often flew down to peck. They came every day
.”
Shi'er asked softly: "What's next?"
"Later, the little sister would walk and move. When she saw the sparrows, she would pounce upwards, which scared them so much that they didn't dare to come." Speaking of this, Qiuqiu asked curiously: "Did I do this before?"
Shi'er nodded and said, "You raised two rabbits at that time and took them as spiritual pets, named Dabai Erbai. It was a rabbit couple."
Qiuqiu doesn't remember raising rabbits, but when he hears the naming style, he can be sure that this matter is probably true.
This lazy and straightforward naming method is really something she can do.
"What about them...now?"
The rabbit will definitely not live for so long.
Unexpectedly, Shi'er said: "They should still be in the seventh peak. No one can enter the seventh peak except you, and no one can harm them."
Qiuqiu opened her eyes wide in surprise: "But they are just rabbits."
Even if they are not ordinary rabbits, the connection between the spirit pet and the owner is so close. If Qiuqiu dies, they are likely to die together.
"Maybe they have other adventures." Shi'er said: "I can feel that they are still alive."
Qiuqiu was surprised and suddenly looked forward to the next trip to Jiufeng.
It turns out that she still has two spiritual pets living in this world?
I don’t know what these two old rabbit spirits who have lived for one or two hundred years will look like?
She turned to look at the door of the scholar's wife's house, with conflicts and reluctance on her face.
Shi'er also discovered her attachment.
He gently held her hand.
“We will come again.”
"Yeah. I know."
She understood the truth.
The bird will eventually leave the nest when it grows up. Even if she and her younger sister do not learn from their disciples, they will still have to leave the family because they grow up and get married.
But here is her root.
No matter where she goes, how far apart, she will never forget this place.
I will never forget her relatives.
When we parted, both Qiuqiu and the scholar-in-law were trying their best to make the atmosphere relax, just as Qiuqiu was just about to leave for three or five days and would come back soon.
I told you all what I should give, and Qiuqiu went out with Shi'er.
When he reached the entrance of the alley, Qiuqiu looked back.
The scholar supported his wife, and both of them stood outside the gate and looked at her.
The scholar's eyes were already red, but she waved her hand to Qiuqiu and said in a relaxed tone: "Go away quickly, don't miss the road if you are too late."
"Don't send it, go in quickly."
When Qiuqiu's figure disappeared into the alley, the scholar's wife couldn't help but whimper and walked forward several steps.
The scholar caught up and grabbed her.
"Don't go."
The scholar's wife turned around and her face burst into tears.
How could the scholar feel good?
But now his wife is pregnant and his son is still young, so he is the pillar of this family. Others can be weak, but he cannot.
The scholar whispered to his wife: "You have seen it these days. Master Bai Feng is sincere to Qiu'er. Qiu'er follows him, and has a future and a lifelong event. You should be more at ease."
The scholar's wife nodded randomly.
The child is the flesh that fell from the mother's body. The scholar's wife felt that the daughter's departure was like a large piece of flesh cut out from her heart, and the pain was unbearable.
"Don't be sad. You don't care about yourself, you should also care about the one in your belly. I have heard from people that when my mother is pregnant, she loves to cry, and the child she gives birth to is also a crying spirit."
This time, the scholar's wife was finally distracted by him and said in a furious manner: "Where did you hear nonsense? Who is going to have a crying sperm?"
The scholar hurriedly carried her back and admitted his mistake: "I heard from a classmate before, and I have never seen his child. I don't know if what he said is accurate, but I would rather believe that such a thing is true,
?Besides, too much tears will hurt your vitality. If Qiuqiu knew that you thought of her like this, she would feel uneasy. You can't let her worry about you thousands of miles away, right?"
The scholar's wife nodded.
Although she was still sad, she was no longer as sad as before.
Qiuqiu is no better than the scholar's wife's reaction.
While sitting on the back of the spirit bird, Qiuqiu buried his head on Shi'er's back. Shi'er felt Qiuqiu's breathing was very hot. Without much effort, the clothes on his back were soaked in tears.
But Shi'er was not as good as a scholar, so he just let Qiuqiu rely on him quietly, making her cry happily.
Qiuqiu's eyes were a little swollen before she stopped her tears. She poked her head out from his shoulder and looked forward.
The wind is very strong, and through the heavy clouds, I can't see anything clearly.
Shi'er gently pressed the head and neck of the spirit bird. The spirit bird cried and rushed upwards and broke through the clouds.
The eyes suddenly became dazzling and bright.
Qiuqiu was a little surprised and instinctively blocked her eyes with her hands.
The sound of the wind roars in my ears. The spirit birds flapped their wings above the sea of clouds. The sun was dazzling and gorgeous, and the sky was so blue that it was so pure and strong that just one glance made people feel like they were about to be sucked in.
Qiuqiu hugged Shi'er tightly.
She didn't know she was afraid of heights before.
No, it's not considered a fear of heights.
It is white everywhere, the clouds are endless, and there are like mountains rising and falling in the distance.
Shi'er whispered: "Don't be afraid."
Qiuqiu shook her head and said, "I'm not afraid."
But her words were obviously not convincing, especially now that her arms are still tightly holding his neck.
Shi'er held one of her hands.
Qiuqiu felt a little sweaty in her palms.
Perhaps it was because the spirit bird suddenly rose. She was not used to it.
"We will be at the beach tonight. Do you still remember Fang Rudao?"
"Of course I remember."
Not to mention that she and her master went to Fangru Island last time, she would not forget even if she mentioned the relationship between the Lord of the Oriental Island and the head of the Sect.
"We'll have a night off on the island tonight."
Shi'er lowered the height of the spirit bird.
Then he could clearly feel Qiuqiu breathe a sigh of relief.
It can be seen that it was too high just now.
Below are the mountains and ridges, and there is no sight to see the dense and lush sea of trees.
These places are rarely visited by people, and the trees have grown for many years. The green is deep and there is no trace of artificial axe.
“So beautiful.”
"Jiufeng is even more beautiful." After pausing, he said again: "At that time, I will accompany you around."
"Okay, then I'll make up, you can't go back on your word."
When I was tired of seeing the scenery, Qiuqiu leaned on Shi'er's back and took a nap.
The spirit birds stopped to rest in the middle, drank water by the stream, and then they continued on the road.
“The sea is ahead.”
Before seeing the sea, Qiuqiu had already smelled the scent of sea water blowing from the wind.
The smell is completely different from the wind on land.
With a slight salty and tide, even the corners of the clothes and the ends of the hair seemed to be dyed with this tide and became heavier.
The spirit bird crossed the top of the mountain.
In front of you is the winding coast.
The clouds on the sea are standing one by one, and near the shore, the tide rolls up layers of white waves.
Qiuqiu covered her hair that was scattered by the wind with her hands and turned her head to look back.
The mountains retreated quickly.
Qiuqiu was confused for only a short moment, and she turned her head and looked forward.
The spirit bird flew to the sea.
The water birds chased the spirit birds, yearning for them, but not daring to get too close. They flapping their wings and making neat crys.
Qiuqiu remembered that when he came to Fangru Island last time, spiritual birds flew past their boats.
Things in the world are so wonderful. This is her second time to go to Fangru Island.
Last time, she looked up on the boat and saw the spirit bird. She would never have thought that she would ride on the back of the spirit bird to come back again after a while.
Shi'er asked her: "What are you thinking?"
Qiuqiu didn't say anything.
At dusk, they arrived at Fangru Island.
The sun is about to set, the sea surface and the sky are reflected red, but the place where the sunset is not shining, the sea water is a deep ink blue. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come.
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ps: I will go to Sanya for the annual meeting. The typhoon just left when I went there last time, the sea water was turbid, the weather was sunny, and it started to rain from time to time. I hope the weather will not be so bad this time.