Kuaiwen is also a huge fan

Lunar August.

The osmanthus tree in front of the main hall is covered with gold.

The sweet-scented osmanthus is blooming.

Although the flowers are small, their fragrance fills the courtyard.

Intoxicating.

Today, Lin Chujiu did not let the three of them practice Kung Fu. They all stayed together under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Li Yiyi said she was going to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

"Changle, slow down a little bit"

"it is good"

Feng Changle's figure is light and he shuttles between the tree trunks.

With clusters of sweet-scented osmanthus in my arms, the fragrance overflows.

Sometimes there are one or two floating in the air.

Ah Li hugged the rabbit and stood aside to pick up the fallen osmanthus flowers and put them in the water.

When the sweet-scented osmanthus was almost picked, Feng Changle jumped down from the tree and landed firmly on the ground.

"Changle is awesome. Sister Yiyi will pull your teeth later. The upper teeth should be thrown under the bed and the lower teeth should be thrown on the roof. This way they will grow faster."

Feng Changle blushed and poured the sweet-scented osmanthus in her pocket into the water.

That's right, Feng Changle started to change his teeth half a month ago.

Now his front teeth are bare, and he still has trouble talking.

According to Li Yiyi's instructions, several people divided the work and cooperated, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was pressed in a short time.

Take a bite, it's glutinous, sweet, and has the floral fragrance of osmanthus.

Li Yiyi put very little sugar in Feng Changle's portion, fearing that he would get cavities.

"Ah Li, you can't eat more"

Ah Li likes sweets and is always greedy.

Ah Li hummed and put down the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand.

"Senior sister, can you give Ah Li a piece~"

Li Yiyi's idea didn't work, so Ah Li pulled Situ Yi and started acting like a baby.

Situ Yi looked at Li Yiyi and then at Ah Li, "No, Yiyi said you can't eat more."

In fact, there was a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand under the table, which he secretly handed to Ah Li.

Ah Li took it and ran away with a bound.

Feng Changle took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to Lin Chujiu.

"Master, give it a try"

Lin Chujiu swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his mouth, took the one from Feng Changle, and took a bite.

“Thank you Changle”

Feng Changle thought of his bald front teeth and finally just pursed his lips and smiled.

Li Yiyi packed up some of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and left it for Ye Sheng.

After eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Nian Wuyue also prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Today, Wuyue takes them to practice calligraphy.

Lin Chujiu also followed suit.

There is no other reason. Lin Chujiu's calligraphy is not as beautiful as Nian Wuyue's.

Several people sat in rows, watching Nian Wuyue as they walked.

Li Yiyi's hand holding the brush kept shaking, like Parkinson's disease, and the words she wrote were like a dog crawling.

"Li Yiyi, straighten your back"

Nian Wuyue stood behind Li Yiyi, shaking the bamboo stick in his hand.

Li Yiyi had a bitter look on her face, and her hunched back straightened up immediately.

She even writes her name crookedly.

Nian Wuyue turned his attention to Feng Changle.

Feng Changle is serious and serious. His handwriting is calm and steady, and has its own characteristics.

It is very similar to what Lin Chujiu wrote, but Lin Chujiu's is lighter and more relaxed.

"A child can be taught"

Nian Wuyue nodded with satisfaction, turned around and saw Ah Li painting.

The rice paper was pulled out from in front of her face, and Ah Li looked at Nian Wuyue's expression as if she were looking at a ghost.

"Ah Li, rewrite it until I'm satisfied." Nian Wuyue was not soft-hearted at all.

Ah Li drew a big tortoise and wrote Nian Wuyue's name on it.

Li Yiyi was excited, she had a companion.

Situ Yi has no burden. She is good at things like writing.

The next second, he was interrupted by Nian Wuyue's cold voice.

"If you write any bigger words, it will run into my face."

Situ Yi smiled flatteringly, "I'll rewrite, I'll rewrite."

She was afraid of being hit by a bamboo stick.

Nian Wuyue walked to Lin Chujiu's side, his voice was faint.

"Your words are very buoyant. If you keep buoyant, they will fly away."

Seeing that Lin Chujiu had also been criticized, everyone felt instantly at peace.

Among all the people, only Feng Changle was praised.

That's how it goes.

Simple, but also full of fun.

Occasionally, there are little surprises.

——Eight years later

Spring:

The wind blows.

in the bamboo forest.

A young man in black.

A girl in a pink shirt.

The two fight.

The shadow of the sword flashed across the air.

Bamboo leaves are whirling.

The moves are comparable.

Finally, the young man in black turned over.

A long sword hit the pink-shirted girl's throat.

"Sister, you lose"

The young man has a very good appearance, with black hair tied high on the back of his head, fair and delicate skin, and a pair of peach blossom eyes under the sword-shaped eyebrows, which are as clear and bright as if they contain water. He has an aloof temperament, high-spirited and inconsistent. The stability of age.

Situ Yi pushed away the sword and praised seriously.

“Changle is so awesome”

That move just now was definitely a fatal blow.

Moreover, Feng Changle had let her down with all the previous moves.

Feng Changle put away her sword and stood tall and straight in the bamboo forest.

Situ Yi had a flattering smile on his face, "Junior Brother, Senior Sister treats you well, can you please don't tell Master?"

She hadn't mastered one sword technique in half a month, but Feng Changle had already learned two techniques.

Today, Lin Chujiu asked Feng Changle to inspect Situ Yi's results.

Feng Changle said in a calm tone, "Senior Sister, stop dreaming."

Situ Yi covered her face and pretended to cry, peeking at the reactions of the people next to her.

Master knows that she is afraid of years without months.

It was up to Nian Wuyue to "guide" her personally again.

"gone"

Feng Changle didn't bother to expose her and strode ahead. Situ Yi quickly followed.

at the same time.

"Ah! Ah Li, return the book to me quickly!"

The door to the room was open, and there was a scream from inside.

"Sister Yiyi, I'll just take a look."

The two women stood on each side, with a wooden table in between.

"Children are not allowed to watch!"

"Sister Yiyi, I'm already nineteen, can you just take a look~"

Ah Li blinked her big eyes and acted coquettishly, holding a book tightly in her hand.

That is a villain book written by Li Yiyi.

Li Yiyi gave in with a sad face.

"Look, look, if you dare to tell me, I will tell the Valley Master."

It was actually a little book she wrote on a whim.

Mixed with hundreds of millions of colors.

Ah Li chuckled and lowered his head to read the book in his hand.

Li Yiyi took the opportunity to pounce, and the book flew out of Ah Li's hand and fell outside the door.

"Sister Yiyi! You are cheating"

Ah Li ran towards the door, and Li Yiyi held her thigh.

The house was in chaos.

The book on the ground was picked up by a hand with sharp bones.

"Those days when Baimao and his little apprentice competed for favor?" Nian Wuyue read out the title of the book.

Li Yiyi's heart skipped a beat and let go of Ah Li.

"Haha, ha, good morning, Valley Master." Li Yiyi got up from the ground.

Ah Li had a horrified look on her face and stood obediently.

"It's already noon now" Nian Wuyue glanced and returned the book to Li Yiyi.

Li Yiyi quickly put it in her arms like a treasure.

"Ah Li, if you like reading so much, you can write a book for me."

Ah Li shook her head desperately, "I don't like watching it, not at all."

Both of them have lively personalities and like to fight and make noise.

Nian Wuyue glanced at Li Yiyi.

"You haven't had any rest lately, okay?"

Her lip color is a little lighter, and her eyes are also a little blue.

Li Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not confiscated.

Faced with Nian Wuyue's sudden inquiry, Li Yiyi shook her head.

"No, I'm still the same. I wouldn't be able to wake up if Ah Li didn't wake me up." Li Yiyi touched her head and continued, "It's just that the sudden hair loss during this period was a bit serious."

Her hairline was almost five fingers wide, and she even cut her bangs to hide it.

When the wind blows, she is still the same bald little fairy.

"Take one pill in the morning and one in the evening for three days." Nian Wuyue took out a bottle of small pills from the space.

Li Yiyi is just an ordinary person. She does not have permanent youthful appearance. It is normal for her body to change a little.

But looking at Nian Wuyue's expression, Li Yiyi still took it.

"Thank you, Valley Master"