Fast time travel: clear dream presses the galaxy

After walking halfway, I saw Feng He walking over holding Feng Ke's hand. Feng Ke was eating an apple very happily.

The village chief stroked his beard proudly and said, "Shuang'er, just look at me and say I'm right."

Butler Song also joked with a smile at this time; "I saw his leg so sharp and said it hurts every day for a hundred days, but your father's leg heals quickly!".

The child saw them with a single glance, let go of his father's hand, and ran towards Xinghe.

Xinghe was wondering when did he like herself so much?Then I felt that my hands were empty, and some of the food I was carrying was directly snatched away.

A look of unnaturalness flashed across Feng He's face, he didn't expect that he would come to see him so soon.

Feng Ke sat directly on the ground and turned out the food brought by Xinghe. The top was snacks. He stuffed it into his mouth without any image. He stuffed too much at once, his face flushed, and he coughed violently. He came out and sprayed the pastry out of his mouth.

This picture was so beautiful that several people took a few steps back at the same time.

Xinghe suppressed his sneer, walked up to him and knelt down, wiped his face clean with a handkerchief, completely like a gentle sister.

The village chief was dumbfounded. How come this little girl's personality has changed a lot after not seeing her for half a year?

Feng He rushed over anxiously, pushed Xinghe away, and Xinghe fell directly to the ground.

Because he only saw Keer's back from the angle he stood just now, and the way she was holding a knife before, he often had nightmares thinking that she was going to hurt Keer.

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone.

Xinghe got up from the ground, patted the ashes off his body, and obediently stood by the side and called out; "Father".

Feng Ke, a brat, naturally couldn't explain, and after drinking and coughing, he suddenly stuffed snacks into his mouth.

This is probably a starving ghost who has not eaten for 800 years.

Feng He looked at her after making sure his son was fine, and said coldly, "What did you do just now?".

Xinghe lowered his head and said, "I just saw that my brother's face is a bit dirty, so I can help him wipe it off."

Feng He snorted.

The village chief immediately explained; "Feng He, you misunderstood, just now Shuang'er was really helping Ke'er wipe his face."

Feng He originally wanted to refute, but seeing the two people brought behind his daughter staring at him coldly, he knew that this was a helper brought by his daughter, and since Keer was fine, he didn't care about it.

If his daughter was so kind, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

It was only at this time that Feng He looked at his daughter carefully, and found that she was exactly as the child's mother said.It's only been half a year since I saw her, and it seems like a completely different person.

She still had the slightest look of a country girl before, but now she looks like a rich lady.

Xinghe was the first to ask, "Daddy, are your legs okay?".

Feng He immediately clutched his leg and shouted, "It hurts!".

Using the word "exaggerated" for this acting skill feels like a waste.

Xinghe finally couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Father, since your leg is fine, let's go back first."

Feng He was taken aback and said, "Just go back?".

Xinghe looked at him with a smile, wanting to see if he still had top-notch tricks.

Feng He rubbed his hands together and said, "Didn't you bring me some money this time?".

Xinghe said in embarrassment; "Last time I gave half of my salary to my stepmother."

Feng He saw that the hairpin on her head was not bad, and said, "This hairpin of yours is still worth some money, give it to me", the words were very natural.

Xinghe hurriedly covered his hairpin, shook his head and said, "No, this is not mine."

Feng He sneered, "It's not yours, but you still wear it on your head? You haven't come back for more than half a year, and you have the nerve to come back empty-handed."

In fact, Feng He was kind to the original owner before, but that was just because his daughter was living a miserable life, so he didn't starve her to death.

But recently, he has been brainwashed by the child's mother, saying that she looks down on him for how beautiful she is now, so she thinks that she can easily take out 30 taels of silver, but now she doesn't give him any money, which is too worthless Put yourself in the eye.

So the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the hairpin from her head, who would believe that it wasn't her, and really fooled himself like a fool?
Of course Xinghe could dodge it, and it wouldn't be a problem to beat him up now, but she stood in place like a frightened deer in this matter.

At this time, Steward Song moved very quickly to block her. After all, he was also Lianjiazi. He stood by and watched because it was their housework. Although he couldn't stand it, he could only bear it.

But now that he actually dares to do something, it must be that he doesn't take himself seriously!

Steward Song held Feng He's arm directly, and Feng He's arm could be broken with just a little force. Although he really wanted to do this, he still held back.

Feng He is a master who bullies the weak and fears the strong, and after a real boss came, he became honest.

Steward Song said, "Miss Shuang'er, since your father has sharp legs and a strong body, let's go back, the young master is still waiting for you for lunch."

So such a wonderful trip to see a doctor came to a successful conclusion.

On the way back, Xinghe kept blushing and did not speak.

Butler Song didn't say a word either. Thinking about what she said before that her father was very kind to her, is this not bad?Or did she misunderstand the word "nice"?
Of course, after returning home, Steward Song recounted everything that happened today in a very conscientious manner, and of course added a little personal subjective factor into it.

Zhuang Guangji is actually a very elegant person, but every time he hears him suing the vicious parents of the little girl's family, he always gets angry.

At noon, Xinghe came over for dinner, but his appetite was not very good. The first time Zhuang Guangji saw her, he felt that he only ate half a bowl of rice.

I have known her for so long, and I eat three meals a day together, this is the first time that my appetite exceeds hers...

And it was very rare for her not to mention what happened today, she might feel ashamed or hurt her self-esteem.

So Zhuang Guangji didn't read any more, and took her for an outing in the afternoon.

Naturally, Xinghe knew that he was coaxing him to be sweet in his heart. Sure enough, he had to take them out for a walk if he had nothing to do. You see, how beneficial it is to get close to the relationship!

Zhuang Guangji pointed to the lively fish beside him.

Without saying a word, Xinghe rolled up his sleeves and went down to the river to catch fish.

The corner of Zhuang Guangji's mouth twitched, he wanted to see how happy these fish were.

Steward Song also knew that he was not happy that the young master was coaxing her, so he whispered, "Master, why don't we light a fire here and grill the fish!".

Zhuang Guangji looked at her and saw that she didn't agree with her and went to the river to fish for fish. This is how obsessed she is with eating, and she can only be saved by eating, so she nodded.

Butler Song naturally came prepared, and asked his servants to set up all the tablecloths, snacks and tea sets.
Fish catching, Xinghe has practiced this skill hard on countless planes, and in a short while, he caught more than a dozen big fish that were alive and kicking.

Of course, most of the clothes were wet, but they dried after sitting by the fire for a while.
Xinghe's nose is particularly sensitive, at least for the smell of alcohol it is quite strong.

Following the aroma of the wine, I saw the young master sitting on the lawn, holding a celadon carved wine glass, while admiring the lush scenery by the river, while slowly tasting, what is Xianjiu, this is called Xianjiu.

After Xinghe's clothes were dried, he rubbed them over, smacked his lips and said, "Master, what are you drinking, it smells so good."

Zhuang Guangji smiled and shook his head, meaning you can't drink?
Xinghe put his little head in front of his wine glass, then looked at him with big watery eyes blinking, and said, "Can't I drink?".

Zhuang Guangji leaned back slightly, then nodded.
Xinghe pointed to the blue sky and said, "Master, look at that cloud is so strange."

Zhuang Guangji followed his fingers and looked over.

Xinghe lowered his head and licked the wine in the glass in his hand, and found that the taste was quite good, not too strong, with a sweet fragrance on the palate.

Zhuang Guangji felt the wine glass in his hand move, and when he looked down, he saw her drinking his wine secretly.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry for a moment, she moved the wine glass away, and her tongue slipped gently over his fingers.

Zhuang Guangji froze for a moment, too frightened to move.

However, Xinghe didn't seem to respond, and continued to lick to clean up the wine in his glass, then raised his head contentedly, gave him a smirk, and sat down obediently

Zhuang Guangji's ear tips were slightly red, relying on his sight.

If Xinghe is interested in anything, it is only wine.

Xinghe licked his lips, and seemed to be still savoring; "Master, your wine is really delicious."

Zhuang Guangji looked back at her now, as if wondering why she had drunk before?
Xinghe smiled slightly; "Master, have you forgotten? I have been married so many times, and every time I have to drink."

Zhuang Guangji nodded.

Xinghe added; "I have drunk so much wine, the young master's wine is the best".

Looking at her sparkling eyes, Zhuang Guangji guessed that she probably likes to drink a lot.
Thinking that he was in a bad mood today, he took another glass, poured a glass of wine and handed it to her.

Xinghe looked at him in surprise and said, "Master, is this for me?".

Zhuang Guangji raised his mouth slightly and nodded.

Xinghe took the wine glass with both hands, lightly clinked a glass with him, and then drank it down, narrowing his happy eyes.

Zhuang Guangji drank very elegantly, and it was the first time seeing her so happy. Her hobbies were really related to eating.

It's good to live so simply.

Xinghe is very greedy for wine, so the elegant wine only needs to look at the beautiful scenery.

So she was not polite, cup after cup.

After Zhuang Guangji drank one cup, she had already had two cups, and her face was not red, and she spoke as usual, so he let her drink with confidence.

When Butler Song came over after grilling the fish, he found that the jar of wine he had brought was empty. The young master's cheeks were slightly red, and the little girl's face was fair and clear, and her eyes were clear. It seemed that she had only drank a little.

Zhuang Guangji didn't drink very well, so he drank very lightly and slowly. Usually, he only had one jug, but I don't know if he was drinking with someone today, or because he didn't want to lose to the little girl, and then followed He barged up.

In the end, he couldn't take it anymore, so he stopped, and watched him drink up the last pot of wine.
Steward Song praised; "Young master, you have a really good drinker today, and you actually drank a jar by yourself."

Zhuang Guangji pointed to the little girl who was sitting across from him and eating snacks.

Steward Song said in surprise, "Did she drink a pot?".

Zhuang Guangji nodded.

Butler Song asked with a smile; "Little girl, why are you so good at drinking?".

Xinghe lazily said: "One winter, I almost froze to death. In the cellar, fortunately, there was very strong wine in it. I drank it and warmed my body. I drank it all winter and finished the wine in the cellar." .

Um... Really an inspirational story.

Neither Zhuang Guangji nor Steward Song answered the conversation, mainly because she could always say the most tragic things in a teasing tone.

Looking at the pity in their eyes, Xinghe smiled and said: "This is all over, and I am also very grateful for the hardships I encountered before."

Steward Song frowned and asked, "Why?" It was the first time I heard someone say thank you for suffering.

Xinghe teased him solemnly and said: "Because God can't see it, that's why I met the best young master in the world."

Steward Song was instantly amused by her, the girl who obviously never went to school spoke really nicely.

Zhuang Guangji's long eyelashes also trembled slightly.

Are you the best young master in the world?
What a silly girl, she didn't even go out to see it.

But the heart is not warm.

After the fish was grilled, everyone gathered around to eat the grilled fish and the snacks they brought, and chatted happily.

Xinghe found that the young master who drank too much was very cute, his usually clear eyes were now a little hazy, he would listen carefully to everyone's chat, and then show a smirk.

In the end, everyone sang together. Except for Xinghe, they are all girls, so their voices are very loud.

Xinghe smiled when he heard that, these are the young and energetic boys.

When we went back, the sunset was about to set, and under the silhouette of the sunset, a group of people were laughing and walking forward together.

After Zhuang Guangji went back, he didn't sleep honestly, but held Xinghe's hand and taught her to write.

Because Xinghe only said that he could read and write, but he couldn't write.

I can still remember this after drinking too much this time, it seems that I really take it to heart.

Zhuang Guangji taught her not to copy, but to stand behind her, let her hold the brush, and he held her hand, writing stroke by stroke on the paper; Zhuang Guangji, Feng Shuang.

When Xinghe saw the words on the paper, he couldn't help but smile instantly. The more these two names are put together, the more pleasing they are to the eye.

Xinghe looked back at his face, licked his lips and said, "Master, your name sounds really nice."

Zhuang Guangji smiled and changed a piece of paper;

Xinghe agreed; "Master, this word is tailor-made for you."

Zhuang Guangji changed another piece of paper and wrote: There is no match in the world.

Xinghe pointed at himself in surprise and said, "Master, did I write this?".

Zhuang Guangji smiled and nodded.

Xinghe said a little shyly; "I look so ordinary, I look like a toad in front of you, young master, how can I be unparalleled in the world."

Zhuang Guangji looked at her suspiciously, and wrote; Toad? .

Xinghe nodded and said, "It's a toad, but it's covered in dust, and there are many bumps on it, which is very ugly."

Zhuang Guangji looked at her, shook his head firmly, changed the paper and continued writing; Shuang'er is very cute.

Xinghe smashed his mouth and said; "Only people who are not beautiful are praised as cute."

Zhuang Guangji changed the paper and wrote; "Shuang'er is beautiful".

Xinghe's mouth split behind his ears in an instant, and there seemed to be Xinghe shining in his eyes, and he was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, if Zhuang Guangji like this didn't treat her lightly, she would really be inferior to a beast.

But she had to hold back, what if she was afraid that he would drink more and more?It's too early to reveal my heart now, and I don't have any confidence.

So he got out of his arms and said in a low voice; "Master, I'm tired, I'll go back to my room to rest first", before slipping away.

It was only after she got out of the room that she gasped for breath. Really, just restraining herself from taking him down in one fell swoop, she wasted all her strength.

Of course, I also have some regrets in my heart. I didn't cherish such a good opportunity just now, and I don't know when it will be until the next time.

Zhuang Guangji sat quietly in front of the desk, tidied up the paper he had just written on, then took out the rice paper, and then took out paints of other colors.

The next morning, Zhuang Guangji was awakened by thirst. He got up to drink water and was mostly awake.

Opening the window and looking at the moon entering the bright moon disk outside, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, when suddenly a gust of wind blew in and knocked off the paper on the desk.

Zhuang Guangji bent down to pick it up, took a look and was stunned.

The girl on the screen is wearing pink clothes, a hairpin is randomly inserted on top of her jet-black hair, a pair of bright star-like eyes make people unable to move their eyes away, the corners of her mouth are raised, and two lovely dimples make people feel good.

This young girl knew she was a little girl at a glance, but at some point she was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Recalling the episode of drinking too much yesterday, and looking at the words I wrote one by one, my face flushed instantly.

Inexplicably, there was a strange feeling in my heart, thumping and thumping, and I drank three cups of herbal tea in a row to feel better.

Not daring to look at the girl in the painting anymore, she rolled it up and put it in the scroll.

It was midnight again, and I stood by the window and watched the darkness gradually fade away. The dawn came unexpectedly, and the rising sun lit up the first clouds in the sky.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Xinghe pushed the door and came in, followed by the servant serving breakfast.

It has been a long time since Xinghe saw him standing by the window in a daze. To be honest, this scene is really beautiful.

When Zhuang Guangji turned around, he saw her looking at him with a slight smile, and suddenly something broke out of his heart, but it was so fast that he didn't even realize what it was.

Xinghe said warmly; "Good morning, young master".

Zhuang Guangji smiled and nodded.

The two ate breakfast very tacitly. Before Xinghe didn't eat or sleep, but now he talks when he's in a good mood, and stays quiet when he's in a bad mood.

But obviously Xinghe was in a good mood today, and asked with a smile, "Master, did you sleep well last night?".

Zhuang Guangji looked up at her, then nodded.

Xinghe didn't notice the deep meaning in his eyes, and said with a smile, "I slept well too."