"Woo ..." Yun Xingxi had an unwilling face, "Why did it disappear as soon as it approached ..."

"Cough." Lou Wuchen coughed and covered the embarrassment of forgetting something: "Well, the rainbow was originally just the colorful spectrum formed by the refraction and reflection of the water droplets in the air.

... uh, right, yes, we have arrived, let's go, there is the village there. "

Lou Wuchen shifted the topic, and some perfunctoryly put a protective cover beside the Youfu. He escaped the grievances of Yunxingxi, and walked to the small village.

It was an ordinary small mountain village located under the slope. Dozens of households were scattered in front of the hillside. It seemed that it was because of the early time. There were no activities in the village.

Probably they are still working outside -Lou Wuchen, who failed to ask the road plan, had to look around, and found the people with the highest trees beside the house according to the description of Wang Yushui.

"——The seems to be such a custom. When children are born, the elders often plant a luster tree in front of the door." Lou Wuchen introduced, "From the perspective of people here, the luster tree and human life

There seems to be some mysterious connection between the time.

Different from the cultivation of fruit trees that have been formed for several years in the memory of Lou Wuchen, the growth of the loquat trees here is quite slow, and it can only grow for almost decades.

When they died, the relatives would also cut down his loquat trees, and then used the carefully treated tree materials to form a firewood pile to burn the deceased with his cricket tree. Finally

In the small box -in this simple but solemn ritual, people here have their lives from life to death, from blooming to withering, and they are tightly linked to a luster tree.

There is a cricket tree in the court, and my wife is also planted in the hands of the year of death. Today, the pavilion is like a lid -Lou Wuchen suddenly remembered the text he had learned, but it was not clear what kind of mood was.

In the special tradition, it seems that there is some kind of peacefulness, and it gently ripples from a tall tree.

"... Well, in short, the highest and strongest family in the liquor tree must be the oldest old man in the village." Lou Wuchen took Yun Xingxi to a house, "It should be here."

This is a small courtyard. Unlike the full -level trees at home, this door has only a tall old tree and a vibrant tree.

Walking to the old wooden door, the wooden door full of wind and frost with a little vicissitudes. The facade faintly reflects a lot of sporadic blue patterns.

It will bring good luck. Lou Wuchen gently buckled the mottled blue -green copper ring, and knocked on the crisp sound on the wooden door: "Aunt Wang? Is Mrs. Wang?"

"... it seems that it is not there." Lou Wuchen put down the door and turned around, "Xingxi, then us-"

"Brother Xilou, do you think is it--"

Lou Wuchen looked at the direction of Yun Xingxi's finger. A thin figure was walking from the hillside to the village. The rapid pace showed a bit of anxious spirit, but it seemed that because of the body, why was it?

Can't speed up. Lou Wuchen and Cloud

Looking at Xingxi's look at it, he followed the village to welcome the past.

"Which you are Geerle -Oh, Engong!"

"The aunt dare not dare!" Lou Wuchen quickly helped the aunt who wanted to salute, "Are you okay recently?

"Waterwa Era believes? Engong walks on the roof and sit on the roof!"

Aunt Wang enthusiastically led Lou Wuchen and Yun Xingxi to open the door of his home, invited them to enter the house. Aunt Wang picked up the rag and wiped the two bamboo chairs and wiped it.

I stunned with my sleeves, and then handed it to the two some apologies: "Eungong sitting, sitting, sitting! Oh, the Jiewu's head is messy, sorry ... I cut the cup of tea!"

Yun Xingxi was a little disturbed by this enthusiastic battle. He gently pulled the sleeves of Lou Wuchen's sleeves and asked: "Brother Lou, this is ... what is the situation?"

"Well ..." Lou Wuchen scratched his nose beam slightly embarrassingly.

During the talk, Mrs. Wang has returned to the hall with two plain tea bowls: "Jie is the tea that we personally paid for, Eungong, and ..."

Lou Wuchen saw the a little hesitant of the aunt, and took the tea bowl with a smile and said, "The aunt doesn't have to worry about it. This is my sister Yun Xingxi. My sister is sick. She is practicing with her Master.

Thank you for your care. By the way, Yu Shui asked me to bring you a letter. "

Aunt Wang wiped her hands on the waist and wiped her waist a little, and she said that she was right, but she didn't know what was right.

"The dialect here," Rough to '"good'." Lou Wuchen explained lowly to the fogged clouds, "There is also this tea.

"

"—— Huh, Huh." Lou Wuchen's words were not finished, but Yun Xingxi had a sigh of breath with a white tea bowl, and then the kitten sipped lightly like the water, " -" -

—— Good incense! What tea is this tea? "

"Joy is right, joy is right! Jie is our personal tea, there are no noodles on the top -Engong, Shuiwaer, he recently murmured?"

"He has been very good recently. He has built the foundation successfully and entered the door. Now he is the immortal in heaven ..."

Lou Wuchen described the current situation of Xia Wang Shuishui, and took out the letter on his body. What surprised him was that the aunt was able to read the letter independently.

Views.

Aunt Wang looked at the letter quietly, and Lou Wuchen was not in a hurry. He slowly squeezed the fragrant tea in the gentle sunshine, watching the girl who was curious to drink tea around the girl, and a "like this like this.

It's not bad ", and you are so comfortable.

—— but it is just a moment.

It's too early to live a leisurely life. As soon as Lou Wuchen turned this idea in his heart, he saw that Mrs. Wang slowly let go of the letter, and there was some complicated loving expressions on her face: "Well ..."

Lou Wuchen probably knew the reason and was silent to drink tea, but Yun Xingxi asked curiously: "Lady, what's wrong?"

"Well ... Shui Waer called me to cut the city to live with his head. The problem was that I could not recognize the city, and I would not be able to recognize it, and I would not be able to recognize it, and I would not be able to recognize it ..." Mrs. Wang sighed, and her eyes floated to the door at the door.

Tree, "Which one to see Waterwa, La Laoshu? Jie is his Leen!"

"Don't talk about it! En Gong worked hard, come and sit in the next time you are in a hurry. You must taste it this time, we must taste our Jemolt color-"

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"... Mrs. Wang ..." Lou Wuchen watched the dishes from the aunt tangled with some tangles. The sight was alternating between the aunt and the west of Yunxing.

Aunt Wang came out of a plate of authentic bacon sausages, cut into thin slices and neatly codes in porcelain plates, red immersive, oily, seductive fragrance. Each piece of meat is perfect as a beautiful woman who is picky.

The proportion of the body, one skin, three fats and six points thin, thin dry and bright, and the fat crystal shiny. Against the elegant white porcelain background, it can also hook people's souls!

Next to it is a pot of red -li red children's soup. The farmhouse is used to save. While cooking bacon, it is often cooked with fresh green vegetables.

The reason why the bacon sausage is immersed in the seductive meat, and the slightly spicy taste and the sweetness and tenderness of the baby vegetables are not only conflicted, but it has formed a wonderful balance.

… It's not an outsider!

The food in front of him evoked the memories of Lou Wuchen for a long time. The awakening impression on the taste buds urged him, but Lou Wuchen could only cruelly reject the insurgents from instinct.

"Mrs. Wang, thank you very much for your kindness, but we ..." Lou Wuchen's mood complicatedly rejected the word.

After the monastery builds the foundation, the fireworks are not eaten, and the gastrointestinal habits have changed. In his understanding, it is like a long -term hungry person. The stomach wall and the inner wall of the intestine are almost fit.

Big damage can even cause re -eating syndrome like electrolyte imbalances ... In short, harmful and unproductive. Therefore, even if it is a lady's good intention, Lou Wuchen can only be —

"Hmm?! It's delicious! Brother Lou, this delicious!"

"??!"

Lou Wuchen, who was still organizing language, stunned at Yun Xingxi with a crystal clear bacon and picked it into his mouth. The incredible surprised expression was floating on his face, and then a piece of meat was surprised.

Xiang Lou Wuchen: "Da Niang, this is too delicious! Brother, do you want to try?"

"..."

"Brother, a little ... is okay?"

"..."

Lou Wuchen picked up the chopsticks and took the bacon from Yunxingxi. Looking at the smile, he narrowed into a thread and said more than a lot of food. Lou Wuchen couldn't help but think of ——

Is this child simply greedy, or is she more slender to take care of the feelings of others than me?

——The is uncomfortable for a few days after nothing. Lou Wuchen handed a look of "Hello, you can eat a little", and then close his eyes, stuff the bacon into your mouth, and feel the burst between the lips and teeth with the fat with the fat.

The fragrance opened, and I raised a large mouthful of sweet children's soup.

... Isn't it good? Lou Wuchen reflects the long -lost deliciousness. If you think you lose these permanently, it is really less interesting.

Lou Wuchen and Yun Xingxi looked at the upper sight, put down the bowl and smiled, and said in unison with her:
Chapter completed!