Small wood

Gu Lin left at night, and among the two horses, he rode away the slightly grumpy white horse, leaving the docile black horse. Amu was happy but also anxious, so he stayed with the horse in the stable all night.

The whole body of the horse is black, except for a round white hair on the forehead, which looks like a small cloud. When Amu approaches him, it snorts lightly, and its eyes are as bright as black jewels, like a child's curiosity He stared at Amu, his ears were very clever, and kept turning.Seeing its appearance, Amu was very happy, and kept stroking its head.

"Young Master said you are mine." Amu touched the tip of its ear and asked, "What should I call you?"

The black horse blinked. Its eyelashes are extremely long, like a fan, beautiful and well-behaved.

Amu smiled: "You are obedient and beautiful, you must be a girl, let me call you Yunduo."

The black horse seemed to understand, snorted, and moved to Amu's hand to rub his hand.

Amu was very happy, Yun Duo Yun Duo Yun Duo kept shouting.

At dawn, Amu couldn't wait for his mother. He led Yun Duo directly to the side door, where there was a small rockery, and he could just see the side door while sitting there, and let Yun Duo chew on it Grass.

The sky is as blue as a mirror, and the cotton-white clouds seem to be wrapped in layers of sugar, so heavy that they can’t float. The sun’s light is covered by the clouds, and it’s all white. Amu sits on the haystack, smelling the green grass He heard the sound of the clouds chewing the grass again. Although he was anxious, he was still very happy. As long as he told A Niang, he could continue to walk with Gu Lin, but he didn't know that A Niang agreed. Do not agree.But no matter whether A Niang agrees or not, he wants to go.

"What are you doing here, little servant." Zheng Ling'er suddenly sat next to him, teasing Yun Duo with a long grass in her hand.

Although Amu didn't like this terribly tempered lady, he didn't dislike her either. He replied honestly, "I'm waiting for my mother."

Zheng Linger nodded, not in a very good mood, she seemed very depressed, her face was slapped, she didn't smile, she looked a little pitiful, she put the long grass in her hand into Yun Duo's mouth, and asked: "Your son Are you leaving?"

Amu nodded, but seeing that Zheng Linger didn't even look at him, he could only reply aloud: "Yes."

Zheng Linger pursed her lips, her eyes were full of disappointment, she rubbed her eyes with her sleeves, and said in a bad tone: "Your son is gone, why are you still begging for nothing?"

Amu had no choice but to answer again: "I'm waiting for my mother."

She groaned and pinched Yun Duo's ears. Yun Duo had a good temper and instead rubbed her head against Zheng Ling'er.

Amu only felt that Zheng Ling'er was weird today, as if he lacked the usual fighting spirit and was lifeless.

"Your son, what's his name?" Zheng Linger asked again.

Amu replied: "Gu Lin."

Zheng Ling'er snorted and said, "Daddy lied to me, and you lied to me too. His name is not Gu Lin at all."

Amu felt strange, so he asked directly: "Why do you always want to know my son's name. I told you, but you are wrong."

Zheng Ling'er took off the wooden hairpin from her head, put it in her hand and wiped it carefully, like it was some kind of treasure.Her face was a little red, and her eyes gradually became watery. She blinked her eyes hard, and said with a sob: "Daddy kept it from me, the Lin family is not dead. Your son must be the Lin family." She said this When he spoke, his expression was very stubborn. That appearance clearly showed that he did not believe in it but forcefully persuaded himself to believe it.

Amu's heart trembled, he didn't speak or move, he knew that Zheng Ling'er would continue to talk, so he just listened quietly.

"I have been engaged to my elder brother from the Lin family since we were young, and he gave me this hairpin. I also went there when the Lin family was... beheaded. I never saw that elder brother at all. Father and the Lin family are on good terms again. He It must have rescued the Lin family. Your son must be the Lin family."

Amu thought for a while, and asked carefully: "Then you must have seen that Lin family, does it look like my son?"

Zheng Ling'er blushed, and pushed his arm. She didn't look sad, and she was very shy: "I only met him when I was a child. That brother looks... very cute, with red lips and white teeth, and he is kind to me, but I just I've met him a few times, and I don't know what he will look like when he grows up, but that elder brother is Master Lin's only son, if anyone in the Lin family survives, it must be that elder brother."

Amu nodded as if he had suddenly realized that he knew that what Zheng Linger saw might be the real only son of the Lin family before he was handed over.

He said: "From the first time I met the young master, I only knew his name was Gu Lin, his surname was Gu, not Lin." He then asked: "Then what about your brother, what's his name?"

Zheng Ling'er touched the wooden hairpin, as if lost in memory, her face was full of pink, she whispered: "His name is Lin Mu."

forest……

forest?

Isn't that his name? !

Amu froze there like a thunderbolt, without blinking, just staring at Zheng Ling'er.

Zheng Linger looked at him strangely: "Why are you so surprised?"

Amu scratched his head, embarrassed to say that he is also called Lin Mu, otherwise this lady would definitely hate it like swallowing a fly, one is her husband-in-law whom she has loved since she was a child, and the other is an annoying servant, they will never get along Bar.

He had no choice but to say: "It's okay, it's just weird, there are three woods in the name."

Zheng Ling'er laughed again: "So he carved this wooden hairpin for me, saying that when he saw the hairpin, he saw me."

Amu silently admired the authentic boy in his heart. He knew how to coax girls at a young age, which was economical and effective. strength.He must have bought a bargain to fool Zheng Linger.

Amu responded graciously, which made Zheng Linger angry, pulled the grass and threw it on his head, and ran away angrily after throwing it, and his temper changed quickly.

At noon, Amu finally waited for Aniang.

He threw himself into A Niang's arms like a child, familiar embrace, familiar smell, familiar voice, he suddenly cried and rubbed against each other.

"How old is he, still crying." A Niang touched his head, and her own eyes were flushed.

"I haven't seen you for half a year. Does Aniang miss me?" Amu smiled and acted like a spoiled child to his mother. The boy's body was already growing fast, but he was already as tall as his mother after not seeing him for half a year.

A Niang pinched his cheek: "I'm just your precious son, I don't want you to miss anyone."

"Where is Dad, Mom, how is Dad?" Amu asked again with a smile.

A Niang nodded: "He's fine, he's not short of arms or legs." After she finished speaking, she looked at the black horse behind Amu and asked, "You want to follow Young Master Gu?"

Amun said: "You know everything?"

She smiled and said, "Is the knife Dad gave you still there?"

Amu was stunned, and then remembered the knife that his father gave him on his birthday. He hurriedly walked to Yun Duo, and looked for it in the bag tied to the saddle: "I found it!" He shouted, holding it up like a baby: " Look, ma'am, it's still like new!"

A Niang smiled and held his hand. For some reason, Amu felt that A Niang was very serious today. She said, "You must not lose this knife."

Amu nodded: "How could I lose the birthday that Daddy gave me, don't worry, Mommy."

A Niang touched the little bun on his head, and asked with a smile, "Who tied it for you?"

Amu blushed, clenched the knife in his hand, his voice became quieter for some reason, and said softly, "It's Young Master Gu."

A Niang poked his blushing face, then shook his shoulder, and said solemnly: "Young Master Gu is very kind to our family, no matter what, take good care of him."

Amu nodded, his eyes were as bright as the stars: "Don't worry, mother, I will do my best."

A Niang smiled with relief, but in her smile, A Mu always felt that there was something else, like guilt or something, A Mu knew his A Niang, but he had never seen this kind of smile , he asked worriedly, "Aniang, what's wrong with you."

A Niang shook her head: "The only son is about to leave, A Niang is reluctant." She patted Amu on the head and said, "Go, don't catch up."

A Mu responded and went to hold Yun Duo, but he suddenly stopped and asked, "Aniang, how do you know Mr. Gu is leaving." He suddenly thought of Aniang and the housekeeper he saw that day, and felt uneasy.

A Niang clasped her knuckles and tapped him on the head: "What are you thinking about?" She said: "I know you are in Zheng's residence, but Mr. Gu asked me to see you two days later. He told me through the housekeeper, This road is difficult and dangerous, and I don’t want you to take the risk.”

Amu rubbed his head, a little dazed.

"Mr. Gu is really kind to you, but I also told him that I hope you can choose for yourself. If you want to go back to the forest, we will go back to the forest. If you want to follow him, you can follow him."

Amu suddenly softened his voice: "Mother..."

"Don't dawdle, let's go, be careful on the road."

"Well, I'll be back when Mr. Gu finishes his work. Auntie is waiting for me."

"Okay, okay, wait for you, such a big boy is still acting like a baby."

Farewell to A Niang, Amu rode towards the direction the butler had told him before. They didn't take the main road, nor did they pass through the town, but went directly to the trail. There was only one inn on the road, and that was where Gu Lin and the others settled down. If Amu can make it in time, he will be there after dark.

Although he grew up in the mountains and forests, Amu's equestrian skills are also good. In summer, Dad would take him to open places to ride horses and hunt.

When the sky was sinking slightly, Amu also saw the inn. The big white horse he saw yesterday was gnawing grass in the grass pile in front of the inn. The man dressed as a slave wanted to drag it away but didn't dare, his head was full of anxiety. sweat.

And at the entrance of the inn, leaning against the wooden pillar with a steamed bun crookedly, it was Qian Sheng.