romantic flower

() In the wilderness at the end of autumn, there are bursts of joyful singing in the desolation, and the source of the singing is an immature girl who is pillowed on the back of a big green donkey and uses a large bag full of copper coins as a pillow.

Song Yi heard this familiar yet unfamiliar tune sang crisply from Fuyao's mouth, and finally a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The breeze is blowing, the sun is warm, and there is no one around in the wilderness, only the fragrant fresh air and the crisp and cheerful singing of Fuyao.

At noon, Song Yi arrived at Tangjiazhuang, and discussed many things with Tang Hu alone in a room. When he set off again after noon, besides him and Fuyao, there was another immature boy. Tang Feng, the third young master of Tangjiazhuang, behind Tang Feng, a group of servants of Tangjiazhuang is dotted far away.

For Song Yi and Tang Hu, this is a win-win agreement.For Tang Feng, this is the world and freedom he longs for. From the first time Tang Feng heard Fuyao humming "The Most Dazzling National Style", he stuck behind Fuyao's big green ass and asked Fuyao about martial arts. , about the tune...

Fuyao, who was originally not much older than Tang Feng, now puts on the music in an old-fashioned way, pretending to be cold and ignore Tang Feng, but Tang Feng is a young man, and he has never stopped his curiosity along the way. From Tangjiazhuang to This road in Qingmu Village has never stopped talking.

In the evening, a group of people started galloping wildly, and finally arrived at Qingmu Village when it was dark, and then went up the mountain amidst the cheers of everyone in the village.

The scale of Qingmu Village made Song Yi, who had only been away for a few days, feel a little surprised. During the days he was away, it seemed to have been perfected to be more like a village on the mountain!

The smoke from cooking, the fragrance of vegetables, the yelling among people, and the laughter of children running and playing, all gathered into a beautiful and peaceful picture!After Song Yi went up the mountain, the guards had already notified everyone, and amidst the cheers of the crowd, Lu Yuanxin, Zhang Dahu, Niu Erhu and others surrounded Song Yi into the square of the cottage, and someone had already set up a long table. The food is full of aroma!

Song Yi responded to everyone's greetings and smiling faces with a smile, and then sat at the long table and started eating and chatting with everyone. Wine, meat and rude words occasionally came out of Song Yi's mouth when he was on the rise.

Such a scene made Fuyao, who was sitting on a tree and gnawed on a glistening suede leg, slightly frowned. She liked Jianghu, but she liked Jianghu with a gentle atmosphere, poetry and murder, She doesn't like the world full of bad words from men.But it may be a little different from Fuyao in that Tang Feng, who was full of yearning for his job and wanted to squeeze into this occasion to make a topic, but couldn't squeeze into such an occasion...

The shadow of the moon is slanting to the west, and the laughter and laughter under the sky seem to prove that this mountain is a beautiful scene on a different day.During the meal, there were many people with rice bowls around the long table of this group of elders. What these people chattered was full of admiration for Song Yi and their respect for the battle in Bianzhou City. When it comes to the speech of the refreshing battle that killed the Liao soldiers, many adults actually overturned their jobs.

Some women smiled naively in front of their wooden houses and watched the scene where the elders gathered together and shouted loudly, and the ignorant children were running and playing, smiling like flowers blooming on their faces from time to time. She will act affectionately towards her parents, as if treating such a scene as a grand few days.

But in fact, before Song Yihe went to Qingmu Village, many of them really only had such a sumptuous dinner and happy smiling faces on New Year's Eve.

In the beautiful scenery on a good day, Song Yi waited until everyone was almost full before slowly opening his mouth to say that he was leaving Qingmu Village.

For a moment, the smiling people froze, and the expressions on everyone's faces froze...

After a long time, Niu Erhu panted heavily and asked unwillingly, "Why? Brother Song! This Qingmu Village is because of you leading us to have such a good life and prosperity today. Without you, we I can't think of so many ways to make the cottage live a good life. Without you teaching us how to make the 'firecrackers', we would definitely not be able to defend this village! Now the government will definitely not come to embarrass us for a while... .Why are you leaving?"

Niu Erhu's voice was very loud. When he said this, many onlookers in the distance also knew the news that Song Yi was leaving. For a while, everyone's laughter sank, and even the children playing around felt the news of the adults. The atmosphere was not right, and they didn't dare to make any more noise. At this time, some women called their children back with a bad face, staring nervously at the long table on the square, and The handsome young man in the crowd was not in harmony with this cottage.

Niu Erhu yelled in a somewhat angry and unwilling tone, and for a while, other people at the table also started to talk about Song Yi, and more people felt a little lost and sad.

Song Yi saw everyone's face in his eyes, and waited until almost everyone had spoken before showing a kind smile to the people present and saying, "Everyone's heart, I, Song Yi, understand... The Qingmu Village today is not the result of Song Yi alone. Qingmu Village was won by everyone, there is no doubt about it. Song Yi's coming and going is actually not important, what matters is the hearts of everyone present. ..”

When he said the last sentence, Song Yi raised his voice slightly to let everyone listen to him. His eyes were very serious and solemn, so although many people present were in different moods, they still calmed down. At the beginning of listening to Song Yi's talk, even Fuyao on the tree and Tang Feng who was holding a rice bowl listened seriously, because Song Yi's expression carried the real sincerity that makes people calm down.

Song Yi went on to say, "It's people's hearts...Only everyone's hearts regard this stockade as their own home, and they all want to build this home well, so unless someone crushes everyone present Corpse, otherwise, who can stop Qingmu Village from taking every step towards living and working in peace and contentment? Therefore, since I, Song Yi, are no longer here, everyone should maintain Qingmu Village with the same new intentions. This is your responsibility. Home..."

Song Yi's sincere voice, when it comes to home, many people feel warm in their hearts, some people with weak emotions, and many women in the distance who have just lived a good life, their eyes are red.

The cool breeze and warmth, Song Yi's words made the people in Qingmu Village who didn't have too many complicated thoughts begin to seriously think about the issue of human heart and home for the first time.