The sky is clear and cloudless. The beautiful mountains and rivers along the Baihe River face the sunshine. Cicadas chirping from the willow trees in the long dike.

Nanyang City was in chaos, and most of the residents had moved to other places to take refuge. The remaining people who had not left closed their houses and did not go out easily, resulting in the empty space of the Baihe River long dike, which was originally experiencing the summer and cool off, and even the shops along the river were closed.

Xu Buling walked in the small market by the river, strolling in the garden without any destination, just casually telling various stories in his memory.

Although there are memories of later generations, Xu Buling did not specialize in this, and he didn't remember much. After talking about familiar "White Snake", "A Chinese Ghost Story", "Brief Zhu" and other familiar ones, they were really out of stock, so he could only start talking about the deleted version of Jin Ping Mei.

Cui Xiaowan sat on the side of the dark horse, listening with great wisdom as usual. The deleted version of the things were all removed from Jingcunwu, which definitely sounded meaningless.

Cui Xiaowan listened carefully for a moment, then jumped off the horse, took off the oil paper umbrella from the side of the horse to spread it open, and gave Xu Buling a sunshade, saying unsatisfiedly:

"Why do you always say 'put down the curtain' and the next time? There are also seducing good women, who don't touch them, just talk sweetly, and click until they are just like the gentleman who says 'emotion and ceremoniality'. It's so fake..."

Xu Buling chuckled: "It is not suitable for children. Some things are not suitable for them, so it is not good to speak them out."

Cui Xiaowan walked slowly with a small umbrella and said seriously: "I am older than you, I am one year younger than my mother. Besides, I am already married. How can my mother listen, I can't listen? Are you afraid that I will learn bad things?"

Can this be the same? Xiang'er is my wife...

Xu Buling must be unable to talk about interesting things in the room in front of Cui Xiaowan, so he could only give a haha ​​and continue talking about the dry Jin Pingmei.

Seeing this, Cui Xiaowan could only listen to it. After all, no matter how hard it is, some people are better than none of them.

The two of them were walking by the river, from the east end of the Baihe River Delta to the west end. Although the flowers are red and the willows are beautiful in the scenery, the really interesting ones are just the people in front of you.

As the sun rose to the top of his head, it set to the other end.

Xu Buling was dry and his mouth was dry, but he still had no intention of getting bored and told the story seriously.

Cui Xiaowan kept staring at Xu Buling's side face, her eyes pure and thorough, as if she could see the inside through the surface. Her mind turned secretly, but she didn't know what she remembered, and looked at the willow tree by the river and said inexplicably:

"Why don't there be hornet's nest?"

Xu Buling is not clear, so: "What are you doing when you look for Mafengwo?"

Cui Xiaowan thought for a while: "Last time we went to the grave together, we ran into a hornet's nest and ran around. It felt quite interesting."

"What? Do you want to stab another one?"

Cui Xiaowan thought about it very much, but unfortunately she didn't. She sighed lightly, turned around and took off the small basket from Zhuifeng, and took out the dining cloth and snacks from it:

"I'm tired of walking, so take a break."

Xu Buling came out to play with him today, so he naturally did not refuse this. He sat down on the lawn, took a sip of water, and continued to tell the story.

Cui Xiaowan sat on the other end of the dining cloth, took out a few snacks from the small basket, and placed them neatly on the cloth; sitting on the straw mat, it may be that it is inconvenient to sit in a long skirt, so she pulled up a little, revealing the small embroidered shoes and white feet naked.

In the summer sun, the ankles like mutton fat and legs are almost transparent, and the embroidered shoes are very close to each other, drawing perfect lines from the toes to the ankles, which tastes more delicious.

Xu Buling blinked and ate the snacks with water, without looking around.

It’s just in the summer, the weather is a little hot, I just walked a lot of roads, and it became even hotter after I sat down.

Cui Xiaowan sat for a while and found that she didn't wear a fan, so she pulled up her long skirt and sat on her legs.

In summer, I wear single skirts, with half of them thin pants; but Cui Xiaowan and Xiao Xianger have lived with me for so long, and have also learned from Zhongli's apprenticeship and replaced them with cooler and comfortable ultra-short safety pants.

At this time, I pulled my skirt down and sat in front of me, and the underside of the skirt was completely visible...

Xu Buling sat directly opposite him. To be honest, this angle was a bit inappropriate. He told the story casually, and his eyes subconsciously swept over... the white... the fabric was also embroidered with peach petals... the little crescent moon on the steamed bun...

!!

Although he was about to stop and quickly turned away his unintentional gaze, the person sitting opposite him was not a silly white sweet.

Cui Xiaowan was eating pastries in a small stutter, looking at Xu Buling and listening carefully. After finding something wrong with his expression and eyes, she looked down and slightly put her legs together, asking with a crisp voice:

"What are you looking at?"

Xu Buling blinked and took a sip of the water bag: "The weather is quite hot."

When Cui Xiaowan saw Xu Buling pretending to be stupid, she was silent: "Forget it, I just think you saw it without intention, and I won't blame you. Don't look at it randomly anymore."

“…”

Xu Buling saw it without intention, sighed and looked elsewhere.

Cui Xiaowan saw this scene and smiled, thought for a while, took off the small mahogany sign on her waist, and began to engrave "An" on it.

Xu Buling turned around and accidentally glanced at him again:

"Miss Cui, what do you remember when you carve this thing?"

Cui Xiaowan didn't look up, but turned around and tilted her legs: "Remember interesting things." Then 'An' became 'down'.

??

Xu Buling spread his hands gently, and he really couldn't understand Cui Xiaowan's brain circuit, so he had to let her go.

The day is short.

Soon the sun appeared on the top of the western mountain, and it was time to return to the ship.

Cui Xiaowan sat on the horse's back again, and was led back by Xu Buling. She broke down branches from the side of the road, weaved a garland, put it on her head, and weaved another one for Xu Buling.

Xu Buling walked slowly with his horse. Seeing this scene, he was a little funny: "Don't you like to grow flowers, why are you still doing something to destroy flowers?"

Cui Xiaowan was not concerned and carefully woven the garland:

"Didn't you say, 'If you have flowers to be broken, you must be broken, don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches'."

Xu Buling looked back and chuckled:

"Yes, you have to cherish the time in front of you. In fact, such days are quite comfortable. Every day you come out and have nothing to do. Just take a look at the day and go with the flow. You can take care of everything and don't have to think about anything..."

"In the past, you were allowed to stay in the sea of ​​peach blossoms, and you could live such a life every day. Who told you to come out?"

"I have a wife, and I'm so chaotic outside, and I'm in my position to do my own affairs, how could I stay in Taohua Valley and tell stories every day? I guess I can live such a life every day after the war is over."

Cui Xiaowan nodded and handed the wreath to Xu Buling: "Then let's finish it soon. If you get together, your mother misses you every day. I feel distressed when I see you, and I always think about you coming back to spend more time with your mother."

Xu Buling thought about it: "Are you thinking that I will come back more often to tell you a story?"

Cui Xiaowan didn't blush at all: "When you come back and see your mother, you will naturally not be able to avoid me; if you tell me a story, your mother will naturally see you. It's not the same, just finish the war quickly."

"Okay, hurry up and finish the war..."

As the sun sets, the two of them are gradually moving away on the road...
Chapter completed!