Song Huiyue has been with Yin Xiao for a long time, and even if he is a stubborn person, she can tell whether he is happy or unhappy.
"Don't be angry," she stroked his head, like stroking a puppy, "This is a good thing, aren't you still saving money to marry a wife?"
Yin Xiao said in a sullen voice: "I won't marry you."
Song Huiyue comforted him calmly: "It's okay if you don't marry, then you will be my family's nurse for the rest of your life."
As soon as these words came out, Yin Xiao's anger disappeared. He sat on the ground, turned the basket upside down, poured all the copper plates on it, and counted them one by one with Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue listened to him counting the copper plates, asked him to put them away, and took the slingshot and a bag of clay balls: "It's still very early, let's go to the mountains to hunt pheasants."
Song Qinghui heard the sound and came: "Sister, I want to go too!"
Mrs. Song didn't check for a while and let her two children disappear without a trace.
The empty mountain is silent, with only the chirping of birds and the sound of spring water. It becomes more and more quiet. The peaks are connected and the mountain roads are twisting and turning.
Song Qinghui excitedly wielded the hatchet, sweating profusely from exhaustion and refusing to rest. He cut down the dead vines with one stroke, and the dead vines were clinging to the crown of the tree. The crown of the tree made a roaring sound, causing wild birds all around to flutter their wings and fly away.
"Sister, sparrow!"
Song Huiyue immediately took the mud pellets and filled them into the bullet pocket, and pulled the slingshot in the direction of his finger. With a "whoosh" sound, the mud pellets flew away like a meteor and hit the sparrow's head.
The sparrow standing on the branch flapped its wings twice, then fell straight to the ground, its brain smashed into pieces.
Yin Xiao picked it up and handed it to Song Qinghui.
Song Qinghui tied a rope to the sparrow's paw and hung it upside down around his waist. It was considered a small prey.
He was watching the sparrow seriously when suddenly there was another bird scare from above, and a large group of wild birds flew over the heads of the three of them.
"Sister, I still have it!"
Song Huiyue stopped and listened carefully, then looked at Yinxiao.
Yin Xiao was concentrating on the spot, with his eyes closed, and he only let his ears out in all directions, but he didn't hear anything strange.
Opening his eyes, he also looked at Song Huiyue: "I'll go up and take a look."
There are many ferocious beasts in the mountains, and the more ferocious they are, the more silently they move. Only birds and monkeys are the first to know.
Song Huiyue nodded and watched him jump up. She followed Song Qinghui and moved forward slowly.
After walking about ten steps, Song Qinghui stepped back and stepped on Song Huiyue's feet.
Song Huiyue hissed and retracted her foot: "Qinghui, you can't step on me."
"Sister, sister." Song Qinghui's expression changed, his voice trembled, he turned his head and looked at Song Huiyue in horror.
Song Huiyue was about to move, but stopped before she even lifted her feet.
A green bamboo leaf hangs on the treetop. With his head raised, the letter he spat out was only one step away from Song Qinghui's face.
"Qinghui, don't move. This is not a venomous snake. It won't bite you if you don't move." Song Huiyue held her breath and slowly went to get the mud pill.
Heck if it’s not poisonous!
As soon as she moved, Zhuyeqing's tail began to vibrate rapidly, hitting the tree trunk with a "snap" sound.
It seemed that he sensed the danger and issued a warning.
Song Qinghui was so trembling that he almost took off.
He was afraid of snakes, and there were so many insects, snakes, rats, and ants in Tanzhou that he didn't notice when he first arrived. A daylily snake slipped into his room, shared his bed and quilt with him all night, and then took a bite out of him early the next morning before escaping.
The more afraid it is, the more it trembles, and the more it trembles, the more nervous the snake becomes.
Song Huiyue didn't dare to express her anger and moved her hand slowly. Just when she touched the Niwan, the snake raised its neck, shrank back, bent its upper body, and swam with a hiss, preparing to attack.
Song Huiyue immediately stopped moving, her nervous palms sweating.
She looked at the snake angrily, never letting it see what she was thinking, and not daring to move the slingshot.
When the snake attacked, it moved much faster than her. She must have been bitten by the time she stuffed the ball into it.
Just when Song Qinghui couldn't hold on any longer, a bit of cold light hit him, and with a muffled sound, the snake was nailed to the tree.
The snake's body twisted violently and wrapped around the handle of the knife. At the same time, it opened its mouth, showed its sharp teeth, squeezed out the venom, and struggled straight towards Song Qinghui.
Song Huiyue grabbed Song Qinghui and fell backwards, rolled into a ball, and hid.
The two siblings sat together in the rotten leaves. Song Qinghui held Song Huiyue's hand tightly, staring at the snake with death, not wanting to bite him again, and then burst into tears.
Song Huiyue pulled him up, dusted him hard, and said to Yinxiao: "Go back first."
As soon as they returned, Mrs. Song stopped them and learned from Song Qinghui that they had entered the mountains.
So he brought up the feather duster on the spot and vowed to beat them until their feathers flew everywhere.
Song Qinghui stood there stupidly and was beaten. Song Huiyue ran away. Mrs. Song couldn't catch up, so she shouted: "Yinxiao, stop here!"
Yin Xiao retracted her stepping foot, turned around silently, and faced Mrs. Song.
"I won't take care of you if you don't want me to!" Mrs. Song slapped the feather duster on his back, "From now on, if you misbehave, I'll take care of you! Let's see if you still dare to go out with her!"
Yin Xiao felt that the feather duster was light and weightless when it landed on her body.
He wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh, so he lowered his head and held back.
Mrs. Song shouted in the direction of Song Huiyue: "Did you hear that? You made a mistake, and Yin Xiao will suffer it!"
Song Huiyue replied through the wall: "Hit me a couple more times to calm down my anger."
Yin Xiao nodded and took the initiative to stretch out his hands, indicating to Mrs. Song to clap her palms to save some energy.
"No fighting! You two go pick up rice. You are not allowed to eat dinner until you pick up a basket!" Mrs. Song was full of frustration. She walked up to Song Qinghui and gave Song Qinghui a kiss on his butt.
Song Qinghui immediately jumped up and cried at the top of his lungs.
Mrs. Song's face was full of doubts: "I hit her very hard, why didn't Yin Xiao cry?"
Aunt Liu and Yuan Yuan both suppressed their laughter, and the two aunts coaxed and persuaded Mrs. Song into the house.
Song Huiyue was wearing a sunshade, carrying a basket, called up to Yinxiao, and sat down on the ridge of the field.
"What did you see?"
"Half a footprint," Yin Xiao replied in a low voice, "On the tree trunk, it probably slipped on the moss and came towards us."
"Bring it out and take a look. Don't stay in the village. Lead it to the mountain."
"yes."
After saying this, the two of them were speechless and just enjoyed the scenery quietly.
The early rice has been harvested, the late rice is about to mature, the yellow and orange trees are hanging, the osmanthus is fragrant, and the maple leaves are turning red.
What a beautiful scene in the world.
At night, strong winds suddenly picked up, the trees swayed wildly, and the dark clouds were so low that they seemed to be dragged down by a hand, and they became denser and denser.
A bolt of lightning broke through the clouds and shot straight into the mountains, illuminating the sky with white snow and illuminating the changing wind and clouds.
Heavy rain is coming.
Yinxiao hid a sharp knife, took a waist knife, and carried a bulging fake baggage with edges and corners. He got out of the village and took a meandering path up the mountain.
It looked like he was going over the mountains to return to Tanzhou City to deliver something.
When he disappeared into the forest, two more figures emerged from Zhuangzi's hiding place, took Yinxiao's path, and followed him up the mountain.
Heavy rain poured down, covering the sky and the earth.