Lan Congxiao

Xun Fei stayed in Huaqing Temple, but Qiu Zhu felt very lonely in the villa, but she had forgotten how to spend those days without Xun Fei in the past few months.

In a blink of an eye, autumn passed and winter came, the weather was getting colder, Lin Zhengqing came back from afar, and the father and son had just met, only to see Qiuzhu wearing thin clothes, sitting in the courtyard staring at the flowers and plants in a daze.

"Lin Qi, your young master's clothes are so thin, why don't you know how to add clothes." He reprimanded Lin Qi openly, but secretly reprimanded his son.

Qiu Zhu came back to her senses, only then did she realize that she had lost her mind again.

Lin Zhengqing looked at the flowers and plants, the weather was getting colder and it was no longer as bright as before, adding a bit of depression, "It's winter, and there are not many beautiful flowers and plants in the garden."

"Yes." On the days when Xun Fei was there, those flowers and plants bloomed vigorously, and he was taken care of by that boy every day.However, now that he is taking care of these things, it seems a little sluggish.

"Your courtyard used to be noisy and chattering, as if hundreds of sparrows were pressed, but now it's deserted and deserted, which makes people miss it." Lin Zhengqing knew that Qiu Zhu was thinking about that child, and he missed him a lot. Such a noisy child, it seems that the whole villa is deserted after this walk.

"Father, are you going to make winter clothes now?" The villa makes winter clothes every year, but this is the first time Qiu Zhu first cares about it, "By the way, let's make some for Xun Fei. It's bigger, so he can wear it for a longer period of time. "

"The people in the temple will take care of it. You are so far away and you like to worry about it." Lin Zhengqing was even more surprised, the child had been gone for so long, but Qiu Zhu still missed him so much, "It is really impossible to bring him back, The villa is not bad for this kid to have a bite to eat."

"His house is there, let's keep it. I just thought that Huaqing Temple is a temple after all, and the cloth used by monks must be rough. If Xun Fei is young, what should he do if he is not used to it?" Xun Fei's clothes They were all hand-stitched for him by his mother in the past. The fabric is soft and delicate, and the needlework is meticulous. No coarse linen can compare.

"He grew up there, of course he won't be unaccustomed to it, I'm afraid there are others who are not used to it." There was something in the words, which made Qiu Zhu feel ashamed and flustered.

In the past few days, the weather has changed erratically. Qiu Zhu got typhoid fever. Dr. Su came to see the doctor. Looking at the deserted courtyard, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Aren't you looking for an answer? Why did you leave everyone behind?"

"It's better not to ask for this answer. Since I asked, I should accept whatever the result is." He coughed a few times, and Lin Qi poured hot tea for him from the side, "Young master, how about I go and bring Xun Fei back, Huaqing Temple With so many people, it is inevitable that there will be omissions, and we cannot take care of him."

"Okay, let's do it one by one. I think he is noisy on weekdays, so I have to pick him up at this time." Qiu Zhu didn't want to hear these words. Only he knew about Xun Fei's life experience. Once he turns 15, if he wants to come back, he will take it back.

"Life is fickle, and that's what I said. It's not necessarily a bad thing to let him fall back to his roots." Dr. Su prescribed a few prescriptions of medicine, and then ordered, "It seems that it is going to snow. These few days, the second young master can rest and recuperate. It's okay to be strong."

A few days later, as soon as Qiu Zhu opened the door one morning, he saw heavy snow all over the sky. This was the first snow of the day. The market outside must be very lively, after all, the auspicious snow heralds a good year.

"My lord, it's snowing just now. It's cold outside, let's go inside to warm up." Lin Qi put on a cloak for him, but Qiu Zhu waved her hand, "Go for a walk, it must be lively outside in the first snow."

Qiu Zhu was in a very good mood today for some reason, so Lin Qi prepared to go out with him with an oiled paper umbrella. The streets outside were full of people, and children were playing in the snow everywhere.

"If this is Xun Feizai, there must be a snowball fight." As soon as Lin Qi finished speaking, he regretted it, but Qiu Zhu laughed and said, "You two must have a fight."

"How can I? I'm eight years older than him, so I can't be as naive as him." Disgusting is disgusting, but looking at the heavy snow, I really feel very sorry that Xun Fei is not there.

"What I care about is that he won't be able to eat his favorite chicken legs in the temple. What should we do?" Xun Fei used to never leave the big chicken legs, but now he has to let go of his old love. Will be greedy and secretly take the money I left to go out and buy.

"That's really wine and meat. The Buddha kept it in his heart. He must be punished by the abbot to sweep the courtyard." As they spoke, both of them laughed. The cuteness of the child became deeper and deeper as time passed up.

"Why are there no more chicken legs? If it can't snow, you don't do it." Suddenly a child's voice wafted into his ears, Lin Qi smiled and said, "There are really children like Xun Fei."

Listening to the voice, he was still chattering and arguing with the boss who sold the roast chicken. The boss tried to comfort him, "It's not that they won't sell it, but it's all sold out. I'll keep it for you when I get up early tomorrow."

"No, I came all the way here just to wait for your chicken leg." The more Qiu Zhu heard the voice, the more familiar she became, and she followed the voice to find it.

On the steps of a shop selling roast chicken stood a child, carrying a bundle and a small hat on his head.

"Xunfei?" Qiu Zhu whispered softly, Lin Qi laughed and said, "My lord, Xunfei Huaqing Temple, why did it appear here?"

"This is Xun Fei." He recognized it at a glance, even though the child was so bloated, the voice was unmistakable.

The child turned around after hearing the sound, and saw two young masters standing in the heavy snow with umbrellas not far away, "Qiu Zhu, Lin Qi!" He left the owner of the roast chicken shop and rushed over, bumping headfirst into Qiu Zhu's arms "I finally found you."

"Why are you here?" Qiu Zhu hugged him excitedly, the child's face was flushed from the cold, but his eyes were clear and bright, just like before.

Xun Fei listens to Master Yuan Cheng’s teachings in Huaqing Temple every day, but the longer he stays, the more he misses Qiuzhu. Everyone in Huaqing Temple treats him very well, but Xun Fei dare not bring up the idea of ​​returning to Weiming Villa .

In the end, he couldn't bear it any longer. Taking advantage of the dead of night, he secretly packed up his baggage, left a letter to Master Yuancheng and Xunren respectively, explaining his whereabouts and reasons, and left them with autumn candles. and his silver went on its way.

That night, after Xun Fei left the letter, Xun Ren and Master Yuan Cheng knew about it immediately, but Master Yuan Cheng did not let Xun Ren bring Xun Fei back. Xun Ren was extremely anxious, fearing that something might happen to a child .

Master Yuan Cheng sighed helplessly, "The root of finding Feichen has not been broken, and people are absent, so I can't keep it. After all, I can't keep my brother's worries. I only hope that he will be safe and sound, just be safe."

Xun Fei searched all the way, but he was always lost, and he managed to get here after stumbling. He wanted to have a good meal and went to Weiming Mountain Villa, but there was a heavy snowfall, and he found Qiu Zhu standing behind him. .