Reborn, I will never be a licking dog

Chapter 695 The Bamboo Slips Left by Xiaomi.

Last year's night of fireworks.

I and An Xiaomi came here to make a wish.

Nothing seems to have changed here.

People come and go, all ages.

Some came to make wishes, some came to check in, and some simply asked for blessings.

It is not the peak tourist season, and there are no fireworks to watch tonight. There are decorative lanterns on both sides with soft lights.

The small shops on the side of the road are also open, but it is not as lively as last time. The last time I came, it was more like the prosperity of a commercial street.

But this time, it's more like a breath of life. In fact, this is the norm.

The night was windy and cold, Liu Ningqing held his arm, and the two snuggled together to resist the cold of the night.

The ancient tree has gradually been fully displayed in front of my eyes.

Winter is not over, and the trees are bare and there are no branches and leaves.

However, the densely packed bamboo slips of various hanging tags are like countless leaves trembling, moving with the wind, crisp and melodious like wind chimes.

"so beautiful."

Liu Ningqing stood under the tree, looking at the various bamboo slips of blessings hanging on it, this scene was like in a cartoon.

"It will be even more beautiful in spring, and there will be fireworks to watch."

Xu Zhimu's eyes flashed a gleam of memory.

"Let's go, let's get the bamboo slips."

Xu Zhimu led her to continue walking under the tree.

Last year, I got it from an old man's stall.

It's just that it's not the peak tourist season now, so I don't know if they are still there.

Under the big tree, there are inconspicuous corners of exquisite small shops.

Under an old cabin, there is still a red lantern hanging, exuding a faint and soft light.

There was also a dim lamp in the room, shining light from the window.

Xu Zhimu walked over with Liu Ningqing, and there were many blank bamboo slips hanging under the eaves of the wooden house.

There is also a small donation box next to it.

Sure enough, it is still there.

Xu Zhimu poked his head over, and the old man was in the room at the moment, listening to old songs on the radio, wearing reading glasses, and still making bamboo slips in his hand.

Xu Zhimu tapped on the window lightly.

"Hello."

The old man raised his head, and looked up at the person with some cloudy eyes.

He pushed his reading glasses, and always felt that the young man opposite him looked familiar.

"I want this."

Xu Zhimu pointed to the bamboo slips hanging under the eaves.

The old man nodded and waved his hand to let him take it himself.

He didn't mention money, nor did he ask for donations, but continued to bow his head and start making bamboo slips.

"Zhimu..." Liu Ningqing looked at the old man's silence and thought it was because he was unwilling to sell, so she gently tugged at the corner of Xu Zhimu's clothes.

Xu Zhimu rubbed her head with a smile: "It's okay, this is their habit, we just need to donate some money."

"Ah?" Liu Ningqing blinked blankly.

Xu Zhimu directly dropped a banknote in the donation box, and then picked two from the bamboo slips hanging from the eaves.

Just when she was about to leave, Liu Ningqing gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zhimu asked her softly.

"I still want to... ask my mother for one... There are so many things I want to tell her..."

Liu Ningqing pursed her lips and looked at Xu Zhimu.

Xu Zhimu listened silently, Liu Ningqing's mother, his own mother-in-law who had no chance to meet.

This is the regret and vacancy in Liu Ningqing's heart that will never be replaced.

"it is good."

Xu Zhimu nodded, then looked up at the bamboo slips on the eaves.

"Then you choose one yourself."

"Uh-huh!"

Liu Ningqing raised her head, wanting to pick the one she was most satisfied with.

But at this time, an old and hoarse voice came from the window: "Send your loved ones, use this."

Those veteran hands full of wrinkles and calluses took out a jade-like bamboo slip from the bottom of the drawer at this moment, and handed it out from the window.

Both Xu Zhimu and Liu Ningqing were stunned for a moment.

"Can you understand Chinese?"

Xu Zhimu followed Xiaomi's mother and learned a little bit of simple Japanese.

For example: "Oh, a little bit of Lunao, hajibaa, baa, baa, huh?"

Anyway, it's pretty lame, but this is a tourist area, and many neon people know a word or two after hearing too much for business.

The old man looked at him, and still responded in Japanese: "Some word sounds are the same all over the world."

After finishing speaking, the old man handed over the obviously different bamboo slips in his hand.

Xu Zhimu immediately understood the pronunciation.

There are many languages ​​in the world, but the pronunciation of the word "mother" is surprisingly consistent in most countries.

It's a baby's most primal cry, "Whoah," the study says.

As soon as she cries, the mother will immediately come to coax her, and over time, she will form muscle memory for the child.

The pronunciation of "Wah-Wah" has gradually become "Mom". Many countries have some differences due to different accents.

But generally very similar.

Liu Ningqing just mentioned the word mother, and the nostalgia and sadness in her eyes can always empathize with everyone.

"Take it."

Xu Zhimu smiled slightly at Liu Ningqing.

"Thank you, thank you."

Liu Ningqing looked at the bamboo slips in her hand, the workmanship was extraordinarily delicate, and there was a red string tied into a beautiful knot.

"how much is this?"

Liu Ningqing is the kind of person who never takes advantage, holding the bamboo slip in her hand, she still couldn't help asking.

"Need not."

The old man shook his head, lowered his head and continued to make bamboo slips.

Liu Ningqing looked at Xu Zhimu, and shook his arm slightly.

Xu Zhimu touched her head with a smile, and pointed to the donation box next to her.

Liu Ningqing immediately understood, went over quietly, took out a piece of money from her purse, and put it in.

This time, Xu Zhimu didn't compete with her to pay.

Seeing the girl's expression of finally reassuring and holding the bamboo slips, he smiled and picked up a small carving knife and handed it to her.

"Just engrave what you want to say, and I will hang it with you later."

"Uh-huh!"

It was the first time Liu Ningqing engraved this kind of thing, she seemed a little excited, holding a carving knife, usually beautiful handwriting, but this time she was hesitant to use the knife.

After half an hour, the two finally finished engraving.

Xu Zhimu had already finished, and kept looking at her.

When Liu Ningqing was doing something seriously, she didn't have the slightest soft and weak appearance.

Focusing on one thing, her gentle gaze also becomes extraordinarily temperamental, like an exquisite goddess sculpture.

Every detail, every inch of skin, is perfect and amazing.

Xu Zhimu glanced at the bamboo slips in her hand, the delicate handwriting was pleasing to the eye even if the contents were unclear.

Finally finished.

Liu Ningqing was so nervous that a little sweat appeared on her forehead.

Xu Zhimu stroked her forehead with a smile: "What did you write? Let me see it?"

"Written...I can't tell you now."

Liu Ningqing was holding the bamboo slips in her hand. Even though she was dumbfounded, she also knew that such things as wishes must only be known by herself.

"Okay, you have a secret from me just after getting engaged, right?" Xu Zhimu teased.

Liu Ningqing's pretty face flushed, and she protected the bamboo slips in her hand: "Then you, let me see yours too!"

"Ahem, it's getting late, let's go hang the bamboo slips, the gods will probably be off work later."

Xu Zhimu immediately changed the subject, turned around and was about to leave.

Liu Ningqing was stunned for a second, then raised her small fist and punched Xu Zhimu's back.

"Bastard!"

"Hahaha……"

Xu Zhimu smiled and stretched out his arm. Liu Ning was angry, but still hugged his arm without resistance.

The two walked under the tree, although the leaves had fallen off in winter.

But this tree is surprisingly big, the branches are thicker than an adult's thigh, and the trunk is estimated to be as thick as six or seven people hugging.

All kinds of bamboo slips are hung on it, and it jingles when the wind blows, which is very pleasant.

It seems that an invisible god is using the power of the wind to read the devout wishes and blessings above.

The two followed the stairs to a tree trunk.

From here, you can still see the bustling city at the foot of the mountain, which is brightly lit, romantic and full of fireworks.

It was quite difficult to find the place where I tied the bamboo slips with An Xiaomi last time, and I had to carry them on my back.

Therefore, Xu Zhimu saw the place where the bamboo slips were hung at a glance.

There are several bamboo slips hanging on it.

Xu Zhimu came under the branch and looked up: "This is it."

Liu Ningqing also looked up: "It's so tall."

"It's ok."

Xu Zhimu suddenly squatted down in front of Liu Ningqing: "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

"what?"

Liu Ningqing looked around, although there were not many people in this place, she still felt a little shy.

"I'm already an old couple, what are you afraid of, don't you want to ride me a long time ago, this time I'll give you a chance."

Xu Zhimu smiled and hinted wildly at Liu Ningqing.

Liu Ningqing blushed when she heard this, she clenched her fist and beat him: "I... never said that..."

Xu Zhimu was stunned for a moment, not to mention, Ye Luojia and An Xiaomi always wanted to be female knights, so they punished themselves severely.

But Liu Ningqing always listened to Xu Zhimu shyly.

"Ahem, wife, save face."

"Humph……"

Fortunately, Liu Ningqing's mind was still pure, and she didn't think too much, so she walked over slowly.

Then he gently stepped up his slender legs, and just as one leg rested on Xu Zhimu's shoulder, his face immediately turned rosy like an electric shock.

"Hurry up."

"I, will it be heavy?"

Liu Ningqing asked hesitantly.

"My wife's perfect figure, even if she is heavy, she is as heavy as she should be. The bigger and heavier I like it!"

Xu Zhimu laughed, Liu Ningqing was already slowly riding on Xu Zhimu's neck.

Listening to Xu Zhimu's voice, her cheeks seemed to be on fire: "Bad guy! What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm telling the truth."

Xu Zhimu happily felt Liu Ningqing's soft thigh, with a faint fragrance.

With a soft but elastic buttocks, Xu Zhimu felt as if his neck was wrapped by a top-notch massager.

Moreover, when I carried Xiaomi on my back last time, I could still see the girl's entire cheek when I raised my head.

But with Liu Ningqing on his back, he looked up like this.

Well, I still hold the pipa and half cover my face.

Xu Zhimu is a man of culture, and sighed in his heart: I can't get hungry anymore.

"What are you looking at..."

Liu Ningqing shyly stretched out her hand to cover his eyes.

"My wife, you have a natural advantage. You should feel proud. You are so likable."

Xu Zhimu laughed.

What Liu Ningqing heard was like thinking of something, and her tone suddenly became a bit resentful: "Then... where is Yaya?"

"..."

Bai Yaya, Xu Zhimu couldn't help thinking about it in his mind.

If the girl riding on her neck now is Bai Yaya.

Then I guess I will be "covered by a white".

But Xu Zhimu suddenly felt that his ears were twisted, and he immediately coughed honestly.

"Honey, did you see the things hanging on it? Just find me and Xiaomi's and take them off."

In the face of Xu Zhimu's skillful changing of the subject, Liu Ningqing finally just smiled lightly.

She raised her head and looked at the bamboo slips on the branches moving with the wind.

After a whole year of wind and sun, it is somewhat old.

But it also looks thicker, and the writing on it is still clearly visible.

Almost all the prayer cards hung on it were the prayer cards that Xu Zhimu and An Xiaomi hung up when they came last time.

Liu Ningqing found two bamboo slips with the names of An Xiaomi and Xu Zhimu written on them.

She didn't read the content on it, and after picking it off, she wanted to hand it to Xu Zhimu.

"Honey, read it to me."

Xu Zhimu carried her on his back, as if wearing a natural warm scarf.

Liu Ningqing was stunned for a moment, she looked at the two plaques in her hand, she slowly said: "This is what Xiaomi asked you to read, really... want me to read it?"

"As I said, everything about me is everything about you. In the future...we will live together after all. You can see all my things."

Xu Zhimu said softly.

Liu Ningqing pursed her lips slightly, she was in a daze for a long time, and then slowly said: "Then, which one do you want to listen to first?"

"Xiaomi's, she asked you to come with me, maybe the things written here are also for you to listen to."

Liu Ningqing held the bamboo slip that belonged to An Xiaomi, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly.

a year ago.

At that time, An Xiaomi was not so seriously ill, but she left this bamboo slip early.

Yes, she was originally such a character.

Liu Ningqing looked at the opening above, her gentle voice seemed to be able to dispel the cold wind at night, under the soft light of the lantern.

Liu Ningqing looked at the writing on it and spoke slowly.

"This is the third time I have come here to make a wish, but it is the first time with him, and it may be the last time.

Because I don't know myself, whether I can survive the next year, whether I can watch the fireworks with you again, eat cherry blossom pancakes, and make another wish...

If I didn't come to take this bamboo slip in person, then the person who came with you must be Sister Ningqing. "

Sure enough, after only a few words, I saw Liu Ningqing's name.

There was a pause in her voice.

The handwriting is delicate and smart, and the characters are like the person, as if there is a cute and playful girl in front of me.

But in these words and sentences, there is despair and unwillingness that ordinary people can't understand.

Liu Ningqing looked at Xu Zhimu.

At this moment, Xu Zhimu quietly looked at the bustling urban area at the foot of the mountain.

"Tomoki..."

"Keep reading."

Xu Zhimu gently grabbed her calf with a steady tone.

Liu Ningqing withdrew her gaze and looked at the words on the bamboo slips again.

"I don't know what will happen in a year's time, but I know, you stubborn guy, once you decide on something, you will definitely do it.

In this lifetime, no one is destined to snatch you away from Sister Ningqing.

However, I didn't intend to fight with Sister Ningqing, even if I did, I wouldn't be able to. After all, Sister Ningqing is such a good girl, if I were a boy, I would be so heartbroken.

Sister Ningqing, if you really came here with this guy, then I must have reached the last step, or even... there is no way to go.

Many things, I have already accepted the reality.

But only this guy, I have been worried.

Once, I thought about slowly fading each other out of each other's world by slowly alienating each other.

However, I know that this may be the worst way.

It wasn't until you appeared that I could finally relax..."

Liu Ningqing's voice was soft and soft, and there was a feeling of reluctance and resignation in every word.

Let this night sky seem to be faintly drooping...

　Come on, today is still a bit slow.

　　I will continue to code and send out a chapter first, and I will definitely post it early tomorrow.

　　Thanks for the support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)