Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

When Xiao Yi soaked in the tub at night, Wei Xun shut the doors and windows tightly for fear that he would catch a cold.

In summer, with such a big bucket of hot water in the airtight room, even Wei Xun was sweating while sitting behind the screen.

"Brother..." Xiao Yi called softly.

"Huh? Forgot something?" Wei Xun heard the words and got up.

"No... you are just a maid, Wuyin, and there are more people who serve Jiao Jin than you. You can find another servant, or take in a young apprentice. Hmm..." Xiao hesitated for a long time before continuing. : "We are all men... This is too inconvenient..."

"Why, do you think I didn't take good care of you? I'm really getting picky." Wei Xun put his hands on the frame of the screen, knowing that Xiao Yi didn't want his help, so he didn't go there, "I'm waiting for you One is already strenuous enough, why don't you just try to make things difficult for me?"

A timid voice came from behind the screen: "But our business..."

"What's the matter with us?" Wei Xun interrupted Xiao Yi, "You're young, you think too much, it's no wonder you have to grow up, it's all grown up to your heart's eye."

"I may have to leave for a while in a few days." Seeing that Xiao Yi stopped answering, Wei Xun continued: "I will spread the enchantment all over the yard, Wuyin will take care of you, you just stay inside, no matter where you are. Don't go, okay?"

"Where is brother going?" Xiao Yi's cold voice was clearly anxious, "Can't you take me with you? The last time I went down the mountain was New Year's Eve that year..."

That New Year's Eve...

New Year's Eve that year.

Wei Xun could still remember everything that night clearly.

It was Xiao Yi's first New Year's Eve since he went up the mountain.

At that time, he hadn't mended his body yet, he was skinny, short and pitiful, he couldn't speak well, and he was stared at by Jiang Feng every day to read and write with the gentleman invited from the mountain.

New Year's Eve is the only time in the year that the disciples of the inner sect and the monks of the outer sect gather together for a banquet.Although the people of Xianmen can no longer have reunion in the sense of the world, everyone is still willing to get together and have a good time.

Wei Xun ate for half the table, and went to the table where Jiang Feng's disciples were sitting to look for Xiao Yi; he couldn't see anyone for a long time, so he was full of spirit to search, but he couldn't find the child during the entire table.

He found an excuse to sneak away and went to the disciple room where Xiao Yi lived. From a distance, he saw that the door was locked, but the room was lit with a lamp.

The doors and windows were tightly closed, so he could only continue to probe with his spiritual energy, and found that Xiao Yi was still sitting at the table practicing calligraphy with a candle, and he had already piled up a thick stack in his hand. It seemed that he had been there for a long time, but the calligraphy was still ugly.

A lock can hold Xiao Yi, but not Wei Xun.

He entered the door and saw that the child was not serious in writing, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face, so he asked, "Everyone is going to dinner, why don't you go?"

Xiao Yi raised his head and didn't answer when he heard the words. He stared at Wei Xun as before, and after a long while, he turned his eyes to the lock on the door.

Wei Xun understood what he meant, and asked again: "You are not in a hurry to be locked inside."

Xiao Yi turned his eyes back to Wei Xun, "I'm also anxious, hungry."

He bit hard on the word "hungry".

Wei Xun smiled, "If you're hungry, why don't you ask your master to take you to dinner together, I think he is very caring about you in normal times."

Xiao Yi reached out and patted the stack of white papers on the other side, "Finish, eat."

"But today is New Year's Eve." Wei Xun said as he leaned against the table, and took a look at the introductory mantras that Xiao Yi had copied, "You are asked to write these for the Chinese New Year, but you can keep writing."

"Then, Chinese New Year, what should, should, do?" Xiao Yi only said one or two words before, because he knew that he would stutter when he said it.

"Children of your age will naturally stay at the table to eat New Year's Eve dinner, and then go out for a wild ride after eating. Light up firecrackers and watch fireworks, say auspicious words to ask for New Year's money, and then eat dumplings to watch the New Year..."

Wei Xun recounted all the few joys in his childhood, which were the years he spent when Bian Xingcan was still there, and while he was talking, he realized that something was wrong.

"Before you went up the mountain, didn't you celebrate the New Year?"

Xiao Yi rarely looked down at Wei Xun, and shook his head twice.

Wei Xun looked at his pitiful face, and he didn't know where the evil spirit came from. He hugged him and left, saying: "Let's go, Uncle Qi will take you to celebrate the New Year!"

At that time, Xiao Yi's image of when he was a child at home was already very shallow.

Except for the skinny knuckles and the puddle of blood under the lamp of the father, and the strange noise in the mother's room, there is nothing left.

In the years when he was begging for food, he had seen other people's houses celebrating the New Year, but he didn't know about the closed doors, he only vaguely remembered the children lighting firecrackers on the street and the crowd watching the fireworks.

It was that night that Wei Xun took Xiao down the mountain to eat at the largest restaurant in the town at the foot of the mountain, and went out to join in the fun when the fireworks were lit outside.

Wei Xun took Xiao Yi's hand, watching him, a small one, squeezed into the crowd; watching him stretch his neck on his feet, desperately reaching for the sky.

Then without even thinking about it, he scooped up the man and sat on his shoulder, telling him to watch as much as he could.

Xiao Yi looked at the fireworks, while Wei Xun looked up at Xiao Yi.

In the dazzling brilliance of the sky, he saw Xiao Yi's smile for the first time.

Bright fireworks across the night sky.

He tilted the person on his shoulder, and seeing the person on his shoulder lowered his head to look at him, he said, "I taught you to say auspicious words during the Chinese New Year."

He looked at Xiao Yi's widened narrow phoenix eyes as if he didn't quite understand, so he took Xiao Yi's hand, and the corner of his mouth raised a gentle arc.

"Xiao Yi, next year is going well, grow up fast!"

He felt that perhaps these words were too complicated or too long for Xiao Yi at that time, the child didn't speak, but just stared at him and laughed even wider.

At that time, he thought, even for this smile, he had to protect the child.

But not long after turning over that year, before summer came, something happened to his sixth senior brother.

After that incident, he lay in bed for three full months, and after that, he was very busy.

The oath that he secretly swore in his heart that night was still not fulfilled after all.

"Brother?" Xiao Yi muttered to himself for a long time, and then he called softly again when no one answered.

Wei regained his composure and replied, "It's a place so far away that you've never heard of it."

"There are so many places I've never heard of. I lived in Xiaojia Village when I was a child. When my parents passed away, I wandered to a nearby town. That's where you picked me up. After that, I went up the mountain, except at the foot of the mountain. I have never been to the town of my hometown."

Xiao Yi's voice was very calm, and he couldn't hear any emotion, but Wei Xun was distressed, and his words were extremely gentle, "Then is there any place Xiao Yi wants to go? My brother will take you down the mountain when I come back this time. Let's play for a while, okay?"

It's different from pity's tenderness with the precipitous spring cold, this person is really like the warm spring sun when he is gentle.

He thought about Xiao Yi's smile, and also remembered that when he first went up the mountain, he hadn't gone down for six years, and now he could still remember the longing for the outside of the mountain when he was a teenager, so he thought about supplying Xiao Yi with everything.

"Well... I want to go to Jiangnan. When I was in Zuihuanfang, I had a sister who my mother bought from Wu County. She often told us how good Jiangnan is. It rarely snows in winter and does not freeze. .She also said that the people over there are very soft-spoken.”

Xiao Yi muttered to himself.

"Hmm... I don't think I'll be more gentle than my brother... But there are small rivers in the city, and you have to cross the bridge when you go out. The lotus water chestnut by the lake of Lizawa, if you pass by occasionally and pick two, there will be no one behind you." Chasing and beating you... and there are so many delicious food over there, I was drooling when I heard it..."

Wei Xun listened to Xiao Yi's muttering, he was talking about something he yearned for so much, but he seemed to be chanting scriptures, he wanted to reach over the screen to pull him into his arms.

He knows too well how hard it is for a person to always suppress emotions and desires.

"Okay, then let's go to Wujun, to Lize..." Wei Xun lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering the tenderness, "Do you still remember what delicious food that sister told you?" ? Let's go and eat them all, okay?"

"Okay. Come back soon, brother, I'll be waiting for you." Xiao Yi stretched out a hand from behind the screen, "Pull the hook——"

Wei Xun hooked his fingers, feeling that those fingers were finally warmed by the hot water.

knock knock knock...

There was a knock on the door outside the room.

"Who is it?" Wei Xun asked, seeing no one answered outside the door, he knew there was no sound, so he stood up and opened the door.

Although separated by a screen, Xiao Yi shrunk his neck guiltily, and dived into the water again.

Wei Xun opened the door a little, still afraid that Xiao Yi would catch a cold, "What's the matter?"

"Private letter." Wuyin gestured, handed an envelope to Wei Xun, and then bowed and left.

The author has something to say: Recently, few people pay attention to me.. I am too slow. Are you all fattening up.. Then I will update it?

But tomorrow is a special day, and there is a high probability that it will not be updated. See you on Sunday, cuties!