Wu Jin saw Mo Lingfeng's slightly animalistic innocence at Mo's house. When she returned home and saw her younger brother Wu Yi, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Books are like medicine, and the bitter taste is hard to swallow.
After a day of classes at Meng Xue, he came home disgraced and grimaced. When Wu Jin asked him about his homework, he didn't remember a word of it. He only remembered that the meal at Meng Xue at noon was good and had meat.
After classes in Mengxue, he still had no leisure time. Wu's mother had already made the cakes, and he and Wu Jin had to go out to sell the cakes.
He had been working hard for several days, let alone a thief. Even if a penny dropped at his feet, he might not have the strength to pick it up.
Wu Jin deliberately wanted to temper his temper and became ruthless. He ignored all his sufferings and only told him to work diligently in elementary school every day.
He was busy until the end of the month, when Wu Yi had no hope of dropping out of school and hated going to school. Wu Jin also arrived at the door of Mo Mansion at the end of the day.
At this time, the waning moon was in the sky and had not yet fallen to the ground. In the mist, the sky was extremely blue, with only a faint golden light shining through. He knocked on the corner door and walked to the garden. Before he entered Jiusixuan, he saw Mo Lingfeng blowing a xun on the waterside pavilion.
The morning fog in the waterside pavilion is getting thicker. Mo Lingfeng is wearing a snow-green jacket with wide sleeves. When the wind blows, a whole pattern of floating flowers and dark patterns woven on it is looming. The gold collar presses the collar and is intertwined with the color of the clothes.
More and more luxurious.
This floating light surrounded Mo Lingfeng, which was originally extremely dazzling. However, she sat cross-legged on the bench and suppressed all the glitz as she glanced down.
A few gray finches flew across the lake, and their cries were drowned out by the sound of the xun.
Mo Lingfeng blew the pottery xun "woo woo". At first, the sound was very confusing, but suddenly it became intermittently tuneful, but the sound of the xun was still harsh. The babblers in Jiusixuan were so startled that they spread their wings and fluttered around.
There was a lot of noise.
After she finished playing a song, she saw Wu Jin by the lake, jumped down and ran to Wu Jin. Her face was pink and white, her eyes were illuminated by the alternating light of the sun and the moon, and even the tips of her eyelashes had a little golden light.
She asked Wu Jin: "Is it okay?"
Wu Jin answered honestly: "Much better."
The two of them walked slowly towards Jiusixuan. From time to time, Mo Lingfeng blew the xun with a long "wu" sound to scare the birds hiding among the flowers and trees.
After playing enough, she put away the xun and stretched out her hand in front of Wu Jin: "Look, the bug has bitten a big bag on my hand."
Wu Jin bent down to take a look and saw a red envelope swollen on the back of her hand. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to scratch her. As soon as he raised his hand, he knew something was wrong and quickly lowered it: "Is it itchy?"
"It's itchy." Mo Lingfeng scratched it twice, and Cheng Ting shouted from behind: "Wait for me!"
Cheng Ting slept all night, and after dawn, he changed his mind and vowed to have his head and buttocks stabbed, so he came early to study with Wu Jin.
He spread out his pen and ink and listened to Zhao Shiheng's lecture for half an hour. He returned to his old ways and fell asleep. After lunch, he completely forgot about his ambitions and drove the dog and Mo Lingfeng around to chase birds.
Wu Jin was writing words in the study hall. After three articles, he put down his pen and turned his wrist to write again, when Mo Lingfeng suddenly came back.
In her hand, she held a small gray-white snake with a small head and a thick body. The snake's body was limp and fell apart, allowing her to play with it.
"Wu Jin, look! It's Bai Ji Snake!" She tied the little snake into a knot and put it in front of Wu Jin's eyes.
Wu Jin hid back suddenly, forgetting that there was no support behind him, and immediately raised his legs and fell to the ground, with goosebumps all over his arms: "Leifeng... Miss Mo!"
He turned over and put his hands on the ground. Before he could stand up, Cheng Ting pounced on his back, strangled his neck with both hands, and sat on him: "You are afraid of snakes! Haha, Leaf Wind!
Stuff it into his neck quickly!"
Wu Jin failed to get rid of Cheng Ting. When he saw Mo Lingfeng coming with a snake in his arms and a broken-toothed smile, he secretly thought that something was wrong. He stood up with all his strength, tore Cheng Ting away from his body, and ran away.
"Don't run!" Cheng Ting fell to the ground, grabbed the little snake from Mo Lingfeng's hand, got up and chased after it.
The two of them chased each other straight into the garden. The flowers and trees made them clatter against each other. The ground was covered with red petals and it was a mess. Kingfishers on the branches screamed in fright. The two of them chased until outside the Guanjia Pavilion. Wu Jin turned around.
He was bent and short, hiding in a rockery cave.
Cheng Ting saw that Wu Jin turned a corner and disappeared. He immediately wanted to blow himself into a whirlwind. Unexpectedly, the whirlwind had a bad start. He sank into the sand at the corner and bumped into a boy.
He came quickly and urgently, knocking the boy out four or five steps and causing him to fall to the ground.
The young man was holding a wooden box in his hand. The box flew up high and hit the rocks on the rockery with a bang. Then it rolled down from the rockery with a clang clang clang clang, and rolled all the way into the running water.
Wu Jin heard this earth-shattering movement in the rockery and hurriedly got out. His sleeves got hooked on the rocks. He stretched out his hands to untie them, but couldn't untie them for a while. He heard a scream outside again, as if something big had happened.
, I had to grit my teeth and fight hard.
With a "stab", his sleeves were free. He ran out of the rockery and saw Cheng Ting holding the snake's tail, standing there at a loss. The boy was kneeling on the ground with a pale face - the boy was an acquaintance.
It was the ninth day of March, and the little beggar Qi Chang was also by the Shuo River.
Mo Qianlan let Mo Qianlan catch everyone by the river.
Qi Chang's three souls and seven souls were half dead. He climbed up on his hands and feet. His legs were weak and he went into the water. He trembled and reached for the box in the water: "...an official document from the Jiedushi..."
The Mofu Garden is composed of mountains and water. The water under the rockery is living water. The wooden box is spinning in the water, sinking and floating, and slowly floating towards the lake.
Qi Chang was unsteady on his feet and his hands and feet were shaking violently. He couldn't reach it even after trying it for two or three times, and he became more and more frightened to death.
Wu Jin quickly tucked his clothes into his waist, took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves, and stepped into the water with meteoric strides. The water immediately reached his calves, making him shiver.
Then he hurried over, picked up the wooden box, and returned it to the shore. He raised his hand and saw that the lock on the wooden box was intact, but the sides of the box were loose, and most of the box was filled with water.
He quickly turned the box upside down and poured out the water inside. Unexpectedly, the wooden board was so loose that it fell to the ground, and a sheepskin seal came out with it.
The sheepskin seal was also soaked, and he opened his mouth and spat out half of the letter inside.
The letter paper was also very wet.
Wu Jin bent down and reached out to pick it up. He didn't want his eyes to fall on the paper. When he opened his eyes, he saw a line of red characters: "I am very safe. How is your sister? Come to Beijing during the Changchun Festival and let me see you."
He was stunned.
A thin piece of paper was pressed on his hand, and the ink was slowly melting. Every bone was shaking due to the amount, and the paper was almost crushed into powder.
Cheng Ting saw that he looked wrong, so he left the unlucky little snake and walked over nervously: "Can't you see clearly... How about we memorize it quickly and wait until Mo comes out..."
Wu Jin came to his senses and quickly folded the letter: "No."