At this time, Chang Sheng, who was addicted to those heroic deeds, heard Xue Jin's dissatisfied cough. What about me? I am also a very powerful person. Why don't you praise me?
Chang Sheng somehow had an idea and had a clear connection with Xue Jin at this time.
"Of course, you Xuejin, who can force General Qin to use his fourth move, are also a very powerful person!"
"snort."
That's pretty much it.
Looking at Changsheng who was refining his sword again, Xuejin felt that it was not interesting, so he went to the water tank to get a bowl of water, and slowly watered the nameless flowers. The small courtyard where they lived continued to the west.
One mile away is the moat of this county. The well in the yard probably belongs to the same system as the moat, so there is plenty of water and there is no shortage of water at all.
It's just that Xuejin has a tendency to water the nameless flower when he has nothing to do. Changsheng is a little worried that the flower will be drowned by Xuejin before it blooms. So he can only secretly inject some spiritual energy into the nameless flower.
The days gradually passed as Wuminghua grew up day by day. These days, Xuejin was sometimes confused and sometimes determined, which was very obvious. Changsheng knew that he was struggling now, so he tried not to disturb him as much as possible, but only took him with him from time to time.
Go and see the growing grass and scattered wild flowers, as well as the vibrant earth where the snow has melted. These things that often exist in daily life are actually very precious to some people.
Then there is Chang Sheng’s own reliance and need for Xue Jin. Although Chang Sheng cannot express it, she can feel that after saving the child, Xue Jin’s attitude has changed. To put it bluntly, Xue Jin needs to be relied on.
feeling. Because this can make him feel that he is still alive and has the need to live.
In fact, Xue Jin was not unaware of the idea of immortality, but for some unknown reason, he acquiesced.
It's just that sometimes, when he looks at Changsheng, he will be filled with emotion.
"Ah Chou, to be honest, why are you so ugly? Is the scar on your face a birthmark or a beating? Tsk tsk tsk, do you know? People like you used to be within ten feet of me.
No, it’s too ugly. It’s so ugly that I can’t sleep.”
Or, "I said A Chou, do you think you are not worthy of me who is so handsome? When we go out for a walk, people think you are my maid."
Or, "You bought so much rouge and gouache. I won't be able to use it unless I go out. I might as well give it to you to at least cover these scars. Hey, don't be upset. What I said is all the truth."
Changsheng: "..."
Whenever this happens, she sincerely hopes that this person is mute. How wonderful it is to be mute. If Sejin was mute, he wouldn't say such angry words from time to time.
However, when the anger subsided, Changsheng would feel that if Xuejin wasn't such a personality, she would probably still feel uncomfortable. Because when she was addicted to grief because of her grandfather's death, she had to admit that it was...
Such Xuejin helped her recover from her grief and gain the courage to continue living.
Just when the two were sometimes in harmony and sometimes quarreling, half a month passed quietly, and the unknown flower actually bloomed.
That morning, Chang Sheng was feeding Lao Niu and Dalin Erlin outside when she heard Xuejin's scream of surprise. She was startled and almost rolled over and rushed in. As a result, she saw the basin pointed at
The nameless flower was trembling and shivering, but Xuejin couldn't explain why she came.
After looking Xuejin up and down, she found that there were no wounds or blood on his body. Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked at the flowerpot he pointed at, and she was stunned for a moment.
This potted flower has been dry since it was bought back. There is not even a bit of green on the branches. Seeing that other grasses and other grasses have grown buds and bloomed, this potted flower only has those tiny branches.
Where are the buds? Changsheng has actually given up taking this potted flower to attend tomorrow's Hundred Flowers Party, but he didn't expect it to bloom this morning!
Each of those flowers was only the size of a fingernail. Although they were small, the petals of these flowers were layered on top of each other, making them look extremely delicate and lovely. The middle of these flowers was snow-white, and gradually turned pink as they spread around. At this time,
The entire pot of flowers is in full bloom, and at first glance it is really beautiful.
What's even more praiseworthy is its fragrance. As soon as he came in, Changsheng actually smelled a refreshing and distant fragrance. The smell was not strong and not overpowering, but it had a strong sense of presence. Ru Lan
It's like plum, refreshing, and I would have been a little groggy when I woke up in the morning, but after smelling this fragrance, my head felt clear and I felt much more awake. Of course, this was only for Xuejin. After all, Changsheng had already woken up, so this
I'm sober now.
"If it were a flower like this, maybe we would really get a lot of praise."
Hearing Changsheng's praise, Xuejin alertly pulled the flower pot towards him.
"This is the flower I grew."
Changsheng twitched the corner of his mouth, could she argue with Xuejin about this? However, who is the older person between her and Xuejin? This is the first time Changsheng has asked this question.
Okay, what you raise is what you raise.
"Do you want to give it a name?"
"Um……"
This was a good idea. Xue Jin thought about it for a moment and then gave it a name.
"Just call it Xiangdui Snow."
Xiangdui snow...
A good name. Chang Sheng has no objection at all. After all, this is a flower that belongs to Xuejing. But since Xiangdui Snow has already bloomed, how can we not go to the River Lantern Festival and Hundred Flowers Festival? I have to say that this is the season when Xiangdui Snow blooms.
It's very suitable. It blooms just the day before the Flower Festival. It's really a beautiful flower.
In this way, Xue Jin had no reason to refuse to participate.
It was rare that Xuejin was so excited to pack things with Changsheng. They didn't want to run back and forth, so they decided to go to the city this afternoon and participate directly tomorrow. There was the Baihua Festival during the day and the River Lantern Festival at night, and neither of them wanted to miss any of it.
However, when packing his things, Xue Jin sneered at Changsheng's practice of bringing a long knife with him when he went out to play. He had long since given up on Changsheng's cultivation, even with this long knife that he had placed high hopes on. He had earlier felt that,
Looking at it from left to right, this long sword doesn't look like an embryo that can be turned into a spiritual weapon. Later, I thought about it again, isn't this a common item that everyone in that guy Qin Zishang's long sword camp has one?
So I gave up. I always looked at Changsheng Sword Refining before, but I still felt that this long sword had no merit. Even the silver hairpin embedded in it was very ordinary. As time went by, Xuejin gave up.
Seeing Chang Sheng carefully wiping the blade of the long knife, Xue Jin said casually.
"If you want to stand out with this sword and have room for growth in the future, you must find someone to sacrifice it to."