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The other party was polite, and Qiuqiu returned the courtesy: "Brother Mingyuan."

After arriving at Jiufeng, one of the big feelings is that the number of salutes has increased.

Jiufeng here advocates ancient customs, dressing, talking, and etiquette are all different from those in the Central Plains.

The colors of their clothes are not bright, and the types of jewelry are much less.The roofs are usually dark tile ridges and carved with primitive animal heads.

It's like an old painting here.The scenery is the scenery in the painting, and the people are like the people in the painting.

Ming Yuan asked her: "I heard from Elder Zheng, Miss Qiu, you have not been here long?"

"Yeah, almost no one recognizes them."

Mingyuan smiled: "I'm about the same as you, and I don't recognize many people. There are many new faces. I feel very happy to see people."

Yes, for a sect to develop, what is the most important thing?

Some people may think that there must be magic weapons, secrets, and treasure mountains of spiritual veins.

No, in fact, the most important thing is people.

The sect must be passed on and developed from generation to generation.The magic weapon will be damaged, and the secret will be lost. As for the treasure mountain and spiritual veins, the sea can be turned into a mulberry field, and no one can guarantee the future.

With newcomers, the sect will be more prosperous in the future than it is now, which is something to be happy about.

This man is contagious.

When he shows a cheerful smile, the people around him will also be infected by his happiness.

This person really does not look like a person who has just parted with his lover.

Qiuqiu glanced down the steps inadvertently, and she was stunned.

She saw Lin Su.

Mingyuan obviously saw him too.

Lin Su walked towards them, and stopped only when she was in front of them.

"Brother Mingyuan."

"Lin Zhangfeng."

A somewhat bitter smile appeared on the corner of Lin Su's mouth: "I haven't seen you for many years...how is your recovery now?"

"It's okay. Elder Zheng told me, thanks to the scorpion heart grass you sent, otherwise the poison on my body might take a lot of trouble, thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Lin Su paused and said, "I have something to tell you."

Qiuqiu said very wittily that she had to leave beforehand, so she wouldn't bother them to reminisce about the old days.

Overcast clouds rolled over the top of the mountain, and it was about to rain.Qiuqiu went to clean up the Liuli fruit she was drying.Because she was afraid of gravel and dust if she spread it on the ground to dry, she simply spread the fruits on the platform and roof outside the long window of Fengxian Pavilion.It didn't take much effort to pack it up, Huo'er crawled around at her feet to help.At first, Qiuqiu was worried that she would step on him—it turned out that things were so strange.The more she thought about something, the more she thought about it. When she stepped back, she actually stepped on Huo'er's hand.

Qiuqiu was taken aback, but Huo'er didn't hurt or itch, and didn't even have a red mark on her hand, so she continued to lie there picking Liuli fruit.

They haven't harvested the fruit yet.The rain has fallen.

Qiuqiu walked into the house with the fire in one hand and the basket in the other.

The raindrops fell on the ground, splashing round water trails.

Qiuqiu likes rainy days.

I can't say why I like it, but when it rains, she feels very at ease and quiet in her heart, just like a wanderer returning home from a long journey.

She didn't know why before.

Obviously raining is such an inconvenient thing.Everywhere is damp.During the rainy season, it will not clear up for several days in a row.A layer of green mold can grow on the table legs and bed feet.Not to mention the road outside, the mud is very sticky and soft, the younger sister and younger brother can't stay in the house, they always want to run outside, but they always step on the mud and come back.Qiuqiu asked the two of them to clean up the mud outside the door before coming in.

They first stamped their feet on the bluestone slab at the door, and when they found that the stamping was not clean, they took off their shoes together.Beat on the bluestone slab.

Not only children are like this, adults are no exception.So from far and near, you can often hear this kind of sound of smashing shoes and mud, which is very lively one after another.

But Qiuqiu just likes rain, that's how she was when she was a child.She likes the sound of rain, the smell of rain, and even the circles of ripples that raindrops make on the water.

Lying in front of the window to watch the rain, she can watch it all day without getting tired.The scholar lady once said that she was afraid that her life would be short of water.

Qiuqiu didn't understand the reason before, but now she thinks, maybe it has something to do with the mental method she used to practice.

Qiuqiu pulled off the thin quilt and lay there listening to the sound of the rain outside.Huo'er was holding two glazed fruits in her hands, rubbing against her side.

Qiuqiu's breathing was steady and she fell asleep.

Huo'er lay there quietly watching Qiuqiu.

When Qiuqiu exhaled, soft breath blew on his head, and his soft hair stood up for a while, then fell back limply, then stood up again, and lay down again.

He poked his head forward again, put his nose close to Qiuqiu's hair, sniffed it, and rubbed it again.

Dabai didn't want to go out when it was raining, his hair was so wet that he stuck to his body, he couldn't do it for half a day.

Dabai was lying on the other side of Qiuqiu, his long soft fur was warm and fluffy, like a long-haired pillow.

When Shi'er came in, the room was quiet, the master and the pet were all sleeping in broad daylight with their heads covered.Qiuqiu's sleeping position is the most honest, lying quietly, while Huo'er is sleeping on her back, with a suspicious trace of water on the corner of her mouth.Dabai is lying beside Qiuqiu, snoring with regular ups and downs. This scene is not to mention how peaceful it is.

Shi'er originally wanted to talk to Qiuqiu, and also wanted to ask her if she wanted to go boating on the lake.

Rafting in the rain, don't have a lot of fun.

But seeing the situation in front of him, drowsiness seems to be contagious, Shi'er also feels that the whole person is too lazy to do anything, and doesn't want to move at all.

He simply took off his shoes, socks and outer shirt, and lay down beside Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu slept so soundly that she didn't realize that there was suddenly another person beside her.

Not only did she not wake up, but she moved closer to Shi'er, resting her head on his shoulder, found a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep soundly.

When she woke up, the rain hadn't stopped.

Qiuqiu listened to the sound of rain outside and looked at the dark sky.For a moment, I thought it was dawn and the sky was still dark.But soon she remembered that she had taken a long and comfortable nap, and it was not early morning, but almost dusk.

When did Shi'er come back?

Qiuqiu looked at the extra Master beside him in surprise.

Shi'er's clothes were a little disheveled, his cheeks were reddish, and there was a lock of black hair scattered around his cheeks.

What a picture of a beautiful boy sleeping in autumn!

Qiuqiu got up lightly, spread out a piece of paper, and took out a pen.Start drawing as you see it.

Although she is not very good at painting, but now she especially wants to keep this situation and freeze it into eternity.

When Shi'er wakes up, she can show him.

Well, that's what he looks like when he's asleep.

To look good is to take advantage of it, not to mention that it is a country and a city.It can also be called beautiful and delicious.Qiuqiu found out several times afterwards that because she ate with Shi'er and patronized him, she ate a lot more than usual without realizing it.

This should be regarded as another type of delicious food.

Shi'er's fingers moved, and her eyelashes trembled.

Qiuqiu stopped writing and glanced at him: "Are you awake? Don't move yet."

Shi'er opened his eyes slits, glanced at her, and closed his eyes obediently.His posture didn't move.

Huo'er and Dabai also woke up and wanted to move.Qiuqiu pointed at his nose and ordered them not to move.

For them, it's not a good job to stay still after waking up. Dabai is okay, but Huo'er is a child with ADHD, and as long as he is awake, he can't calm down at all.It is too difficult for him to order him to lie down and not move now.It's like a year.

After finishing the last stroke, Qiuqiu let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay. You can get up now."

Without waiting for her to say another sentence, Dabai immediately jumped up and shot out of the window like an arrow that leaves the string.

It seems that drawing a model is really hard work for it.

Huo'er followed closely behind, Xiaopang's arms and legs were too short, but he tossed around very quickly, and he also crawled out through the long open window.

Only Shi'er and Qiuqiu were left in the room.

"Would you like to see it?"

Shi'er sat up, leaned against the window, smiled and stretched out a hand: "Let me see."

Qiuqiu handed him the picture he had just painted like a treasure.

In the painting, Tou Shi'er is lying down and sleeping peacefully. He was born so well, no matter whether it is the front, side, part or the whole, there is no imperfection.Especially in Qiuqiu's painting, half of his face is full of ethereal after rain.

Beside them are fat Dabai and Huo'er, one on the left and one on the right, the chubby...

When Qiuqiu drew them, unconsciously, her strokes became cartoonish, exaggerating their cuteness.

In this way, cute is cute, but it is not quite the same as Shi'er's painting style.

But even so, the whole painting still looks very harmonious.

"It doesn't quite look like a painting." Qiuqiu took a closer look at Shi'er, stretched out her hand, and slowly moved her fingertips down from his forehead, past the bridge of his nose, and then across his lips.

Shi'er's appearance and temperament really cannot be copied, and the ones she painted are probably only a third of what she looks like.

Shi'er said softly, "Very good."

"Where is it?"

"Everywhere is fine."

His words were sincere and sincere, and Qiuqiu had no doubts about his sincerity.

But Qiuqiu felt that his judgment was too subjective.

Obviously beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Just because the painting was drawn by her, so it's good for him to see it.

It was impossible for him to be objective in his assessment of her.

Qiuqiu took the painting over, and the two heads were brought together, and Shi'er instructed her to add some details to the drawing, which seemed more vivid and specific.

Qiuqiu looked at Shi'er beside her, and then at Shi'er in the painting.

What a beautiful and sweet memory it is.

She must keep this painting well.In the future, thinking of the beauty of today, you can open the painting again to relive the sweetness and joy of this moment.

"Put it away first, I'll find materials to mount the painting tomorrow." Qiuqiu rolled up the painting carefully, planning to find a place to put it in the house. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: It was a chaotic day, I lost my ID card, alas.I had to reapply, and I also applied to report the loss, and I went to the bank for consultation, and I was too tired after tossing back and forth.