change god

The spring is warm in March.

Xie Yingzhou was lying on the recliner in the yard basking in the afternoon sun. Her calves were crossed, and a clog was hooked on the toe of her left foot resting on it. Ten toenails had been covered with oil paint. It was painted bright red, and it was swaying around at this time.

On her face, there was also a half-read storybook covered with the words "Single-knife Club", which seemed to be a book about heroes.

The whole person showed a lazy and slovenly appearance. Xie Yingzhou didn't make any disguise, and didn't wear the usual clothes that were convenient for movement. He just lay down in a black jacket and a thick robe outside.

The breeze gently blew her loose snow-white hair, and the skin on the neck was itchy, so she stretched out her hand to grab the hair back and put it under the head.

Since the conversation with Cang Chi on the cloud that day, she has never used her spiritual energy again, never talked about things related to Changliu's family and Yin family, never went to the court, ignored Wu Yuan and his wife and Ji Qinglan letter from...

I seldom go out, just doing nothing at home, or drumming up some things before time travel.

Like she actually started knitting scarves, making some messy things and so on.

Even cooking, which she likes, has become more casual. If you are in the mood, you can do it, and if you are not in the mood, everyone should stop eating.

However, after spending half a month with the "decadent" Xie Yingzhou, Su Yao and Cang Long, who came back cheeky later, discovered that as long as there is food at home, Xie Yingzhou will cook it, and she will not do it if there is no food.

To say that she is too lazy to cook, it is better to say that she is too lazy to cook, so she will only do it if there is food.

Adhering to the fact that Xie Yingzhou is also idle at home, after some discussion, everyone decided to buy their favorite dishes by themselves, and then hand them over to Xie Yingzhou, who has been completely reduced to a tool person, to show off his cooking skills.

"Crack..." The door was pushed open, and Jiang Yu came in carrying a basket of vegetables and meat, followed by Su Yao who was also carrying a basket of mulberries.

And her other hand was holding a large jar of wine with ease.

"Xiao Yingzhou, how about making mulberry wine?" Su Yao took away the story book that Xie Yingzhou covered her face, and smiled sweetly. Today she is still wearing the costumes of a few tribes, with a thin silver pendant between her eyebrows When she stood down, under the sunlight, she exuded a faint brilliance, making her face look even more splendid and bewildering.

"Then let's soak the mulberries in the well water first." Xie Yingzhou didn't move, she still folded her fingers on her lower abdomen, but the one under the book was not as lazy as Su Yao expected, but her eyes were bright, as if thinking of something meaningful things.

"Senior Su, do you want me to teach you to play a game?" Xie Yingzhou's black and white eyes turned to Su Yao, and her fair skin seemed to be covered by a layer of soft light under the sun.

"what game?"

"Mahjong." With red lips and white teeth, a strange word popped out of Xie Yingzhou's mouth.

"How do you want to play?" Su Yao took time off. What she likes most about Xie Yingzhou is that although she seems casual and has an out-of-the-way personality, she is very easy to get along with. Being around her always makes people feel physically and mentally Relax.

Recently, her behavior in the world is more like she is caring and accommodating others. Sometimes, she is even so humble that she is surprised.

For example, she is also a divine box, but she doesn't seem to have such a self-consciousness. She always calls herself a junior, and is even willing to be other "mortals" to do trivial things.

Su Yao thought she was being hypocritical at first, but when she thought about it, it didn't seem so necessary. It can only be said that such Xie Yingzhou is a characteristic that she will show after she relaxes subconsciously.

In Xie Yingzhou's own words, he is a tool man.

"Help me buy some thick bamboo, about one and a half fingers wide." Seeing that Su Yao was interested, Xie Yingzhou sat up quickly.

"It's not impossible, how much do you want?" Su Yao touched her chin and said, Xie Yingzhou has tossed a lot of new and interesting things recently, and she doesn't mind adding one more, anyway, those things are very interesting.

She especially likes that thing called billiards.

"I want to make a small cube about this size..." Xie Yingzhou gestured, "A set of mahjong will cost 150 tiles, how much do you expect? But you have to consider carving mistakes..."

Speaking of this, Xie Yingzhou became completely excited. She stood up, dragged her wooden clogs and ran back to the house, and took out a few pieces of paper, on which a lot of strange colors had been drawn.

There are not only words with "East", "South", "West" and "North", but also some simple paintings of flowers and plants, with "Spring", "Summer", "Autumn" and "Winter" written on the corners.

"Do you want these to be engraved on small bamboo pieces?" Su Yao took the few pieces of paper Xie Yingzhou took out and looked at them carefully.

"Yes, if you have a carving knife, please bring me a set too."

"Yes, this is the same as billiards, two people playing?" Su Yao gestured to the pool table in the corner of the yard.

Now Xie Yingzhou and Ye Wujian live in the yard, including but not limited to, pool table, barbecue grill, beekeeping wooden box, and small toys such as badminton, skate shoes, and skateboards...

"Playing with four people will definitely be fun. I'll write down the rules, suits, etc." Xie Yingzhou smiled and turned back to the room.

Su Yao touched her nose, turned around and went out, leaving Jiang Yu alone to dig well water, preparing to clean the mulberries and the next dishes that Xie Yingzhou was going to cook.

Carefully pouring the plump purple-red mulberries into the wooden basin already filled with water, Jiang Yu sighed softly as she watched the floating mulberries in the water. She felt that Xie Yingzhou didn't like her, but she didn't know the reason.

Xie Yingzhou always smiles at everyone, including herself. She has never treated herself harshly, but Jiang Yu, who has experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships since childhood, can still see it.

Xie Yingzhou didn't want to talk to her too much, and she didn't want to be alone with her.

She didn't understand why this happened?

Even under Su Yao's teaching, she called Mrs. Xie Yingzhou, but her attitude didn't change much.

Could it be that he was born not to like Xie Yingzhou?

Because of this incident, Jiang Yu had always wanted to be happy in private, but he didn't want to show it in front of his master.

Ye Wujian had already given her enough things, she didn't want to bother Master, even a little thing.

"Master, the dishes are ready." Jiang Yu, who was thinking wildly, did not enter Ye Wujian and Xie Yingzhou's dormitory, but just shouted from the yard.

"Well, go do your homework." Xie Yingzhou answered absent-mindedly from inside, and then there was no sound.

Jiang Yu stood in the yard and waited for a while, but no new words came out of the house, so he lowered his head dejectedly, and prepared to go back to his house to practice spiritual energy.

One didn't pay attention, she bumped into Ye Wujian who was walking towards him.

The latter is still dressed in white Sheng Xue's appearance, but he is holding a few bunches of candied haws in his hands.

"Master, are you back?" Jiang Yu lifted his spirits and greeted his master with a smile.

"Well, I'm back, give a bunch to Akan next door." Seeing her downcast look, Ye Wujian didn't say anything, just took two bunches of candied haws and stuffed them into her hands, and touched her cheeks again. The head told.

"it is good!"

Ye Wujian waited for Jiang Yu to enter the house where Tang Yu and Qilin Fuli lived next door, then looked up and looked around, and then took the remaining two bunches of candied haws into the small house.

The house was already surrounded by hidden guards from the imperial court, Ye Wujian naturally noticed this on the first day, but she also faintly felt that this way of doing things was different from the previous Changliu Zhufeng.

Changliu Zhufeng's style of doing things is impenetrable and interlocking, making people fall into a new one even after getting rid of one trap fortunately.

But this person who arranged hidden guards around the place where she and Xie Yingzhou lived didn't mind that his arrangement would be exposed, so Ye Wujian was basically sure that this was Yin Yana from the limited choice of guesses. A powerful father, Li Jun Yin Yingran.

After many things have developed to a certain extent, the people and things in them are involved and restrained by each other. No one can be alone, and no one can be clean.

So whether it is Xie Yingzhou, Ye Wujian, or Changliu Zhufeng, Li Jun, and all these people and things, Ye Wujian knows that everything has been affected by Xie Yingzhou's sudden "decadence" .

Putting a bunch of candied haws wrapped in oiled paper on the small bench where Cang Chi usually eats, Ye Wujian took the bunch that belonged to Xie Yingzhou and entered the back room.

The girl in the middle who was knitting scarves and oiling her toes recently was lying on the table with her head down, not knowing what to draw.

"What to write?" Ye Wujian leaned over, looked at the paper spread out in front of Xie Yingzhou, and asked with a smile.

"Mahjong." The latter gave Ye Wujian a peck on the side of his face, and continued to draw her "ten thousand", "barrel" and "bar", and she also used different colors of ink to cut back and forth, which made her I couldn't help but get some ink on my fingers, really like a child who just learned to draw.

"It seems a bit complicated." Ye Wujian made his own comment, and then brought the candied haws with the oil paper torn off to Xie Yingzhou's mouth. The latter took a good bite of one, and then answered inarticulately.

"I used to have a goal, which was very difficult to deal with. Later, I found out that he likes to play mahjong. I learned it after a whole week of learning..." When talking about these past events, Xie Yingzhou's eyes sparkled, and it seemed that he had returned to the previous vitality. vigorous look.

"Did it succeed in the end?" Ye Wujian also lowered his head and bit one, chatting with former professional killer Xie Yingzhou.

"Well, but it's useless, I still shot him from a distance." Xie Yingzhou nodded with some regret, and then swallowed the candied haws in her mouth.

"Then you knit the scarf because you want to get closer to the target?"

"No!" Xie Yingzhou laughed, "How can there be such a strange goal? Kara asked me to weave it."

"Why?" The corners of Ye Wujian's mouth curled up, and he handed the candied haws to Xie Yingzhou's mouth.

"She said it would make me relax a little bit, and I should combine work and rest." Xie Yingzhou, who didn't mind being fed like this at all, lowered her head and obediently bit a candied haws.

"It seems to make sense..." Ye Wujian nodded, and glanced at the corner of the table, where there were several newspapers and two letters.

"Senior Wang and Senior Ji sent it over, you can read it if you want." Xie Yingzhou followed Ye Wujian's gaze, not paying much attention, and just took the candied haws in her hand.

"Don't you see?"

Xie Yingzhou shook her head, eating candied haws while looking at the mahjong suits she drew on the paper.

Ye Wujian suddenly lowered his head and kissed Xie Yingzhou's lips, and it took him a long time to separate, his eyes were gentle.

"So sweet..."

The bent Ye Wujian didn't give Xie Yingzhou a chance to speak. She stretched out her hand to tidy up Xie Yingzhou's drooping sideburns, and pecked the corner of the latter's mouth tenderly. Xie Yingzhou couldn't help but relax. smile.

It's okay, Xiao Zhou, I will never let you go, I am here for everything, and I will save you...

The author says:

【small theater】

(Ye Wujian looked at Xie Yingzhou sitting on her knees, holding her bare feet on her knees, lowering her head to paint a kind of bright red oil paint on her toenails, and shifted her sitting position uncomfortably.)

Xie Yingzhou: Don't move, the painting will be crooked later.

Ye Wujian: Why did you paint this?

Xie Yingzhou: Women take pride in pleasing themselves ~ pretty.

Ye Wujian: (stiffly looking down at Xie Yingzhou's hair spinning on top of her head, speechless)

Xie Yingzhou: ...Do you want to paint your fingernails too? (After painting, hold Ye Wujian's feet with both hands, and lower her head to dry the paint on her toes.)

Ye Wujian: Just the toes. (One hundred thousand unnatural and uncomfortable)

(Seeing Ye Wujian's unnatural expression, Xie Yingzhou lowered her head and kissed her bare instep as a prank, and the latter quickly grabbed Xie Yingzhou's arm and dragged her up.)

Ye Wujian: Nonsense!No shame!

Xie Yingzhou: Hahahaha (Yeah! I finally succeeded in molesting...)