Miss Mu and the Canary

The morning mist has not cleared, and the river is full of misty waves. The oars are knocked down, stirring up pieces of spray, reflecting the golden light shimmeringly.

Mu Xing and Bai Yan were still very excited. Tired of sitting in the cabin, they leaned on the deck to breathe and chat about Tonghua Town.

The distance between Tonghua Town and Wenjiang is not too far.

It is contained by Wenjiang, sandwiched between the toughness of the north and the gentleness of the south.The strong one is old wine, and the soft one is young lotus; the hand holding the hoe is as strong as iron, and the fingers twisting the embroidery needle are as slender and nimble as a butterfly.

It seems that Lian Jiangfeng is also a combination of enthusiasm and gentleness.

Mu Xing said: "When I was young, I liked to come back with my aunt and the others. At that time, there were no movies. Although the city was lively, we were tired of playing. We thought about coming to Tonghua Town every day, so we could go fishing. Shrimp, catch fish..."

She explained in detail how to block the mouth of the river and dig a hole to release water to catch fish.Bai Yan has never heard of this kind of gameplay, let alone the thought of playing like this, so it is naturally very interesting to hear.

Seeing that Bai Yan was happy to hear it, Mu Xing wished he could immediately boast that Haikou would lead her to catch a river of fish.But when she thought about her back injury, she couldn't help sighing again: "It's a pity that I can't take you to play like this now." Otherwise, instead of coming here to recuperate, she would have injured herself.

Reaching out her hand to fix her hair that was blown by the wind, Bai Yan smiled and said: "What's the hurry, we have plenty of time. If we can't play this time, there will be another time."

Mu Xing continued her words: "Yes, even if it doesn't work next time, there will be next year, the year after... until we are all old and wrinkled, and then go to the river with crutches. You just sit on the bank Hold the crutch for me, I wobbled to dig the soil, and shouted while digging, 'Oh, my reading glasses are splashed with mud!'…”

Hearing her talking more and more out of order, Bai Yan smiled and patted her gesticulating hand, and said, "What are you talking about, I'm afraid that before you get to the river, your old waist will die."

Hearing Bai Yan talk about her waist, Mu Xing thought out of nowhere what Tang Yu had told her about her waist.For a moment, she didn't know where her brain twitched, and suddenly she held Bai Yan's hand behind her back, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice: "Whether my waist is working or not, you will know when the time comes."

The wind from the river whizzed by the ear, and the hair on the temples fluttered, wrapped in Mu Xing's deep and smiling voice, which whirled and got into the ear socket, arousing a lot of itching.

Hearing this, Bai Yan hadn't reacted yet, but Mu Xing, who was still close in front of her, was stunned for a moment. A blush spread from her ears to her face, turning the tip of her nose into a cherry red from shame. fruit.

Seeing Mu Xing blushing on his own, Bai Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Pfft..."

Seeing her actually laughing, Mu Xing's face turned even redder, and she wanted to cover Bai Yan's mouth in annoyance: "Don't laugh, don't laugh!"

Bai Yan smiled and wanted to hide, but Mu Xing quickly embraced her, and covered her red lips with his hand.The slender palm covered half of Bai Yan's face, leaving only those clear eyes blinking.

Holding Bai Yan in his arms, Mu Xing said triumphantly like a child: "I see you are still laughing at me!" Turning her eyes, she felt a sense of pride that became more and more frustrated, and was about to say another "nonsense", but saw Bai Yan's exposed eyes were bent, as cunning as a little fox.

Mu Xing suddenly felt that something was wrong. She was about to speak when she suddenly felt her palm being licked lightly.

The piece was as soft as a spirit snake and swept past, and it was fleeting, leaving only a little bit of moisture.

But with a light touch, Mu Xing quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.She only felt her heartbeat soaring rapidly. If it wasn't for the unhealed back injury, she might have jumped into the river on the spot.

Seeing Mu Xing's big reaction, Bai Yan had a smile on her lips, and was about to say something, when suddenly a person came around from behind the deck, walking straight towards this side, she had to swallow her words back.

The person who walked over was Fu Guang, she lowered her head and lowered her eyes and rubbed her eyes, looking at Mu Xing and said to Mu Xing: "Miss, Uncle Liu said, the fog will get worse soon, your injury is not healed yet , can’t catch a cold, please go back to the cabin and rest.”

Mu Xing froze his hands, but dealt with it thoughtlessly: "Oh, okay, I got it."

It wasn't until Bai Yan and Fu Guang helped him back to lie down in the cabin and covered him with a small blanket that Mu Xing gradually came back to his senses.

Turning her head to look at Bai Yan who was talking to Fu Guang beside her, she quietly clenched the palm that was licked by Bai Yan just now.

It was as if a fire was burning.

Near the afternoon, the big ship finally arrived at Tonghua's pier.Mu Yuan had notified the housekeeper of the old house earlier, and soon the two ends were handed over, and two small sedan chairs carried Mu Xing and Bai Yan back to the mansion.

The Tonghua old house was originally the foundation of the Mu family. Later, the gate of the country was opened, and the ancestors of the Mu family followed the torrent to Wenjiang and entered Beijing, which opened the way for several generations.

Only this old house is left, and the tablets of the ancestors of the Mu family stay here, waiting for the return of the descendants.

Uncle Han, who guards the house, is a few years older than Uncle Mu. He was originally a family servant of the ancestors of the Mu family.Nowadays, talking about human rights and civilization, and buying and selling slaves is no longer popular. Uncle Han's descendants have their own affairs, but Uncle Han still stays in the old house, following the mission of their generation.

After arranging for someone to send Mu Xing to the upper room, Uncle Han brought in tea again, and tremblingly wanted to kowtow to Mu Xing to say hello, so scared that Mu Xing kept saying no.

After finally persuading Uncle Han, Mu Xing asked him to sit down and talk for a while.

Uncle Han said: "Auntie, I have sent someone to take care of it early in the morning. If the girl wants to go to worship, she can go at any time."

According to the rules of the Mu family, all members of the family who died had to hide in Wenjiang, and Mrs. Xuexue was no exception.

Mu Xingyuan also planned to take Bai Yan to show his aunt, but now that his back injury is not healed, the half-day boat ride alone is a bit unbearable, and the ancestral hall and cemetery are far away on the other side of the green hill, so he has to rest for a few days before going.

He told Uncle Han about his plan, and Uncle Han agreed, so he retreated and took people to pack the luggage brought by Mu Xing.

Mu Xing struggled to turn over on the bed, and Bai Yan hurried over to help her.When he touched Bai Yan's hand, Mu Xing felt that the moistness in his palm seemed to burn her again.

It burned to the tip of my heart, causing a burst of throbbing.

While turning over, Mu Xing thought woodenly: No, it seems...these days... eat more lotus seed porridge to reduce the fire.

From Bai Yan's point of view, compared to Wen Jiang, Tonghua Old House is really quiet and pleasant.She has long been tired of watching those bustling and bustling things, now that she can steal half a day's leisure, how can she not feel comfortable?

But Mu Xing couldn't feel comfortable at all.Resting in Tonghua for a few days, she not only did not feel at ease, but became inexplicably irritable.

There are no fashionable pastimes such as movie theaters in Tonghua. During the day, Mu Xing and Bai Yan just lie on the cool chairs in the yard, read and chat.Before nine o'clock in the evening, all the lights in every house were turned off, except for the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs, the only sound left was the loud chirping of crickets.

Mu Xing didn't feel bored being able to talk to Bai Yan during the day.In the evening, the long night seemed a bit unbearable.

Tonghua is not too hot, but because it is near water and abundant rain, it looks a bit humid.For several days, Mu Xing lay in the green gauze tent, thinking of Bai Yan who was separated by a wall, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, laying down sweaty, and nestled greasy on his shoulders.Hearing the crickets chirping in the corner of the wall, I felt even more irritable.

The beautiful and interesting tung flowers in my memory seem to be in a different place from this time and this place, and all the interesting things have lost their color.

Bai Yan was also aware of Mu Xing's emotions, she only thought that Mu Xing was not feeling well due to the healing of his wound, and she couldn't go out to play, so she was unhappy.She found some light topics to divert Mu Xing's attention, and went to the market with Uncle Han to buy some gadgets to make Mu Xing happy.

But even though everyone was so careful in serving her, Mu Xing always felt unhappy. The wetness in her hand was like a fire burning in her heart, burning her usual rationality to the limit.

She wanted to do something, but she couldn't figure out where the fire could be vented.

When it was time to eat today, Mu Xing finally couldn't take it anymore.

Putting the spoon back into the Lianxin porridge bowl wearily, she turned her head like a child and said, "I'm full."

Because Mu Xing was not easy to move, Bai Yan ate alone in the room with her these few days.Seeing this, Bai Yan said: "You just ate a little, why are you full? Is the food not to your liking?"

Mu Xing shook his head, staring at Bai Yan without a glance.

Bai Yan noticed, and thinking about Mu Xing's depression for several days, she simply put down the bowl, moved the small table aside, looked at Mu Xing and said, "Ah Xuan, are you feeling unwell these days? , or feel uncomfortable?"

Mu Xing curled up on the reclining chair, looking at Bai Yan's eyes without makeup, his palms felt hot again.

"It's all your fault." She said suddenly.

Bai Yan almost laughed angrily: "Why am I to blame? You still beat me up, obviously you have been making trouble."

Mu Xing said solemnly: "Tell me, if you were ugly, your eyes weren't so big, and your hair wasn't so black. Maybe I would be willing to lie down on the cool chair and read a book quietly. I can also sleep well. But you are not ugly, but if you want to be so good-looking, then it is enough for me to only look at you, and I only want to look at you. How can I rest well and read a book? You don’t even draw eyebrows The painted eyes are also so pretty, it is clearly intended to make me uncomfortable, tell me, is it your fault?"

Being robbed by Mu Xing for a while, and thinking about her words carefully, Bai Yan didn't know whether to blush and shy, or to stare.

The two looked at each other silently for a while, and Bai Yan finally responded first.

She stood up suddenly, put her hands on the armrests on both sides of the reclining chair, and moved in front of Mu Xing.Mu Xing, who was on the recliner, trembled in fright, leaned back unconsciously, and stared at her in horror.

With her eyelashes slightly closed, Bai Yan looked down at Mu Xing from above, tracing her thin and light-colored lips, her straight nose bridge, and her narrow, long, round eyes...

Bai Yan couldn't help laughing: "Ah Xuan, what's your expression, are you so scared?"

It is obviously like a little rabbit that explodes when it is scared, but its mouth still does not let go.

It's really... I can't help but want to taste her taste.