Everyone Loves Gentle Township [Quick Transmigration]

——I finally found you after crossing countless worlds, how could I be driven away so easily?

The old bedding, the holed roof, but the clothes smelled good after being dried in the sun. He sat on the wooden chair by the window, and everything he saw felt strange, including himself.

He vaguely remembered that he might be called "Zhi Bird", but he didn't dare to make a conclusion. He seemed to have forgotten a lot of things.I don't dare to go out, and I don't dare to see other people. I don't know what kind of mood it is.

In fact, he went out once a few days ago, there was a town not far away, he tentatively walked over, and was watched all the time.On the side of the road, there was a small vendor selling breakfast. Seeing Zhi Niao shyly beckoning him to "choose something", he really thought it was something to choose. He picked out a small meat bun gratefully, opened his mouth to bite, and saw the other person. A look of hesitation.

"This, can't you eat it?" He asked late.

The small vendor looked left and right, he was really nice, not to mention the little girl was moved by seeing it, even he couldn't help but want to promise a heart.However, he doesn't even know how to buy and pay for things. I'm afraid it's not the lover raised by some young master?

He was not so downcast, his clothes were all old, and the peddler thought that he had been in business for many years, and he had developed such a little eyesight that it would not work on Zhitiao.Just looking at this face, it is impossible to say no and refuse, so I can only ask: "You can eat, but you have to tell me where you live?"

Jitori thought about how to describe it for a while, but in the end he could only say it was outside the town.

When was there such a family outside the town?Fortunately, the peddler is not so poor that it is not enough to ask someone to eat a meat bun. Seeing that this person is so simple, he is a little worried: "Brother, come in, I have something to say to you." A pile of coins fell on the table with clangs, most of them were copper plates, and there were a few pieces of irregular silver, "You seem to be a well-bred young man. You can't just pick and leave when you go shopping in the future. You have to pay for it." Money, you see, it’s just these odds and ends.”

Although Zhidiao can't remember many things, after being reminded like this, he immediately understood the look in his eyes when others looked at him, and blushed: "Thank you, I understand, I'd better give this back to you."

"Hey, I'm not bad at that. If you're hungry, eat first to fill your belly." Originally, he was worried that he might be deceiving people because of his good looks, but seeing this honest reaction, the peddler knew that he really didn't understand.Could it be that one of the masters is down and out?Ordinary people are so educated that they don't even know the principle of paying for things.

In the end, the young master refused to accept it, apologized repeatedly, put down the bun, turned around and ran away, unable to call back.

if not?Zhidiao didn't want to use other people's things for nothing to attract criticism. The more fundamental reason was that he felt ashamed to be corrected for such a stupid mistake!

He felt that he now had a certain fear of going out, like a bird that had been living in a cage and was suddenly released back into the forest, always feeling that it was wrong to fly in any direction.

Alone, you'll get hungry in no time.

He had been staring at that door for a long time and hesitated. There was a simple kitchen in the corner of the room, but Jitori couldn't use it.But someone will bring him food soon. The little vendor who made breakfast was really worried about his ability to live. After seeing him run away, he followed and found this place: "Are you there? I'm here again." This The second time, it was with crystal clear steamed buns.

The younger brother is very good at cooking and knows many ways to make steamed buns. The steamed buns delivered this time, when you take a bite, the aroma is overflowing. When you look through the light, the skin is almost transparent, which is Kamijitori's favorite. one of the food.

Seeing that he liked it, Ruan Xu was very happy.

He has no other skills, but making pastry is a must.As a brother, he should not be able to show his face outside, because the family's financial conditions do not allow it, and his elderly father has to take care of him, so he has to cover up his unique logo and make breakfast every day to earn a little money.

Seeing such a beautiful person for the first time, Ruan Xu instinctively thought that this was a brother like him, maybe his life was poorer than him.Although he can't understand his past, he can still take care of him as much as he can now.Therefore, whatever he eats at home, he will come and deliver a portion to Jitori when he finds time.

"I went outside to pick some grass you asked for again," Ruan Xu didn't want Zhiniao to feel that he owed him anything. When he came here a few days ago, Ruan Xu took him to the countryside to identify some edible wild vegetables. They are all kinds of grasses, "I don't think we have seen the round-leaved grasses, so I picked more grasses with small flowers."

Speaking of which, it feels very fulfilling. Jitori accidentally discovered that these plants are quite vigorous, so he picked a few and planted them behind the house, so that he doesn't have to run around anymore.

"Well, I'll take them away later, not so often, and keep them for a few days." The important thing is not to be so tired. My brother's physical strength is generally poor. This is a physical problem, especially for those raised by wealthy families. .Ruan Xu didn't want such a beautiful person to tire himself out for a few wild vegetables, "I'll take you to a beautiful place later, you must like it!"

In this season, the Sophora japonica flowers bloom all over the mountains and plains in the outskirts of the city, and one tree after another is pink and white. It is the most beautiful sight he has ever seen. Ruan Xu thinks that Zhiniao must also like it very much.

There is a scholar surnamed Liu in the neighborhood of the town. In order to help him get a job, my father specially asked him to live in the small temple in the north.It is said that there is a spirit in that small temple, and it was sent to Jieyuan for several times, and asked his son to live there, and sent three meals regularly on weekdays, just asking for the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

However, Liu Sheng was not a material for reading by nature. The so-called hobby of dancing and writing was purely for the sake of calming down my father's talk.

But after all, he is a young man in his weak years, full of vigor, alone in the ruined temple, reading the good stories in the market, waiting for a beautiful brother who is willing to secretly promise him.Not only thinking about it in his dreams, Liu Sheng had long been in love with the little waiter who delivered the food in private, and fell in love with each other.

The only thing that Liu Sheng was dissatisfied with was that the little servant was born with a mole on his back. Every time he was deeply in love, the cloth on his shoulders slipped down. Seeing such a big mole, he felt uncomfortable, and felt that a servant girl was not worthy of it. It's his young master.

In the afternoon of this day, I had lunch with the waiter and opened the book.The sun burned my heart and mouth, and I couldn't settle down anyway, so I just went out.I heard that it was just in time for the pagoda trees in Houshan to bloom, so I recited "Good Sunshine" and left my books to go out of the temple to enjoy the flowers.

It's okay not to reward, this reward has achieved a big event.

Zhi Niao went out with Ruan Xu, seeing the Sophora japonica flowers all over the mountain, he was naturally happy.Ruan Xu was also happy, the wild locust tree was knocked down, and after washing it at home, he could make a locust flower bun.Sophora japonica has a soft taste, handles the natural astringency of flowers and plants well, and can be sold at a good price.

Hearing that Ruan Xu wanted to knock down the flowers, Zhiniao felt a little pity, but thinking that he might be able to eat them tomorrow, it was not such a pity.A gust of wind blew past, shaking the branches, and Zhiniao raised his head to see the snow-white and dark green Kazuki in front of him, and his mind began to wander again.

Liu Sheng arrived at this time, he was passing by, looking for a little fragrance, he never expected to meet such a beautiful woman under the tree.Xu admired him like Sophora japonica, a certain flower slowly and leisurely fell from the top of the tree to the center of his raised eyebrows, erratic and swayed, and slid towards the eyelashes.The stalk made the skin uncomfortable, the eyelashes trembled, and the unsteady flower fell down again, sticking to the wet lips.

Red lining white is clearer, white lining red is more seductive.

Zhi Niao suddenly wanted to taste the taste of raw flowers, he stretched out his index finger and stuffed the sophora flower that he had bewitched into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, and spat it out with a frown—no wonder Ruan Xu said to blanch it in water Once again, eating raw is indeed a bit astringent.

Beauty eats flowers, in the eyes of others, it is another scene, even frowning, it looks pitiful and cute.This flower should be satisfied, after all, the essence of her body was taken away by such a unparalleled god son.

Liu Sheng unconsciously moved a step, and unfortunately there was a small stone next to him, with this kick, the stone flew into the tree, disturbing the beauty.Seeing Zhiniao turn his head in astonishment, Liu Sheng suddenly felt that he was abrupt, and hurriedly bowed to salute, his waist was extremely low, he was discovered, and he was quite embarrassed: "Xiaosheng's surname is Liu, and he lives in Twelfth Lane, Wunan Town. I don't know if he is lucky." Get acquainted?"

After speaking, I couldn't wait for a response, so I straightened up, and there was no shadow of the beauty under the flowers in front of my eyes, it was empty, and even the overwhelming fragrance had lost its flavor.

Zhidiao is shy of strangers, so when he saw a stranger, he turned around and hid himself.

This is a pain for Liu Sheng, with a radiant complexion and a beautiful body, I am afraid that in Liu Sheng's life, he may not be able to see another person who can be equal to him.Returning to the ruined temple with a dazed expression, for the sake of peace of mind, it is rare to turn over the pen and paper and draw pictures.

But the heart is not something that can be calmed down when it wants to be quiet. For a while, it was full of the beauty that I met in the afternoon, and the hand moved according to the heart. When Liu Sheng came back to his senses, the ink in the pen had already been dizzy, and he was so angry that he was in a ball Just throw it aside.

If I want to read a book again, I can't read it at all.

In the end, after learning for a while, Liu Sheng looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him, and some thoughts came to his mind: How can such a peerless beauty be possessed by ordinary people?It must be God who took pity on me when I was young and practiced in ruined temples, and sent me down to comfort me.

Otherwise, why don't you see him on weekdays, but why did you meet him when he went out to enjoy the flowers?

I heard a storyteller in a teahouse talk about foxes and demons, and now I think about it, I just feel more and more reasonable: It's over, he is so abrupt today, maybe he scared the beauty, wait for me to draw a picture for him, let me know You should also forgive me.

When you talk about painting, just draw, pick up the pen and put down the ink, after all, you have been taught by Mr. After a few strokes, you can see the outline for the first time.

Then it was torn off and thrown aside.

The little servant came back the next day, and what greeted him was not an impatient lover, but a down-and-out man with a stubble and two black eyes, no matter how sloppy he looked, he only drew a picture under his hands, and muttered: " No, he is not like this, no!" It was like being dazed.

The little waiter reached out to snatch his pen holder, but was pushed aside mercilessly, with nothing in his eyes and heart, only the painting in front of him that could not be drawn well no matter what!

The little waiter was frightened and didn't even have time to pack his lunch, so he ran out the door yelling, and ran back to the mansion all the way in embarrassment: "Master, it's not good, the young master is bewitched!"

The author has something to say: It is not the world of the bird oiran, but the world of the bird with amnesia~