Xinke

Jade Song

A big goose with white feathers and red crown was waddling along the mountain road.

Lin Xiao, who was cocking his feet up and down, was about to lose his head.

Young Master Xiaoyan sat with his back against him, still dropping candy all the way.

Tang, it was Ah Shi who sent Yan Xiao, because he laughed at his red eye circles.

The goose is the mount that the bird lady of the Blue Bird Mansion gave to Xinke on the return journey.

It was almost dusk, and the lights of Shuanglong Village also came into my eyes.

The cooking smoke carried the aroma of the meal all the way up into the air.

One person and one fox also slowly fell into the bustling world from the dreamlike illusion.

Lin Xiao thought about what to find for the fox to eat at night.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"That fat chicken raised by Lao Wang's family?"

"Huh?" Lin Xiao paused: "Okay, okay, whatever you say counts, you wait at home first, I took a few copper coins from under the pillow, and I went to buy you a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus chicken from Ma's shop! "

"Hmph, I don't want to eat! When your legs and feet come back, it will be bright and dark again."

"It doesn't count if you say it. Who asked me to support you? We are trustworthy customers, but promises are worth a thousand dollars."

Xin Ke was hit hard on the back of the head by a candy.

But he laughed.

"Does your foot still hurt?" A small voice asked from behind.

"Ouch~"

Lin Xiao snorted softly.

It hurts as long as it hurts, I don't want you to smell that fragrance, and for that person... to shed tears again.

The previous life and so on are just the origin of the karma, as for the destination, it should be cherished seriously.

Besides, he didn't admit that he was the one who said those cruel words!

"Smile, young master."

"Ok?"

"If you want, I will take you to the north and south, to the market in the East China Sea, and the tea-horse silk road in the Western Regions."

Let you open the eyes of your mind, and never remember some past events that should be forgotten.

"You know that there are patterned scallops and white scale fish with white and thin flesh in the East Sea; the wines from the Western Regions are more mellow and sweeter than those from our side!"

Feed your belly round, tie the little beauty and never leave my Xiao Lin's side.

"There are also people with red beards and blue eyes. Once I brought a letter to such a person. His mouth was full of tongue-twisting words. After reading the letter, he danced and insisted on giving me a whole leg of lamb. Wait for me I carried it home, and within a few days of hanging it, I was gnawed by Da Hua for a little bit. Da Hua, you know, is the big lynx that is always on the tree!"

Fortunately, he has just been a rascal in the mountains all his life.

"I don't know why, I... I just want to see you all the time, and be happy when I see you... It seems to be destined..."

The little letter guest purposely babbled on and on, but the more he spoke, the lower his voice became.

"It's just... those girls that my mother-in-law told me, they all asked my mother-in-law to bring me a message, saying that I often go through hardships...or that's all..."

"Lin Xiao, aren't you a trustee?"

"Yes."

"What you say must be true."

"nature."

"Then what is the wind and frost!"

"Too……"

"Why have you been an idiot all your life, what stupid vine did you grow from!"

Hooked!

Lin Xiao's heart also grew like an itchy vine, stretching out hairy and delicate roots to scratch his chest.

If there is something, it will come out.

It seems to be a sentence, or, it is a song.

There is really singing!

In the empty mountains, every step Lin Xiao stepped on in the streets and rivers and mountains.

From the veins of every leaf, the heart of every flower, and the horn of every vine.

From the cracks in every stone road, in the old lines of every old wine table, in every warm or cold gaze.

From the jade worn on Lin Xiao's chest, plop plopped out with a sound of heartbeat.

They were all sung into a beautiful and tender song.

Good things are more alive, and bad things are less unbearable.You can remember what you want to remember, and you can forget what you want to forget.

Lin Xiao was about to get drunk from such singing, and hummed along in a wild way.

This Xinke really fell into my fascination, he must be stupid.

The fox thought to himself.

He took out the rabbit noodles in his arms and threw them on the face of Xiao Xinke.

Hey, the fluffy forest rabbit is the most obedient.

Come, hug!

The author has something to say: It has been a year since the pit was opened, and when it was opened again, it was discovered that four or five years had passed.

I can only comfort myself, it is a general existence outside the story.

It is really difficult to continue uploading from breakpoints. I also know that it is probably unsatisfactory, sign.

In any case, I just hope it can be like a cup of warm tea in winter, a little comfort for those who like it.

happy winter~