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From night to second watch.The gate of Shansegong's courtyard was gently pushed open.Tan Huaben listened to the sounds in the courtyard with his ears upright, while leaning close to the candlelight, he dipped the coloring material with an extremely fine brush to color the formed clay pot.When she heard someone coming in, she hastily put down the clay pot, moved the coloring brush to the corner of the desk, grabbed her coat and put it on, got up and went to the courtyard to meet the visitor.

She pushed open the door, and saw that someone was putting down the lantern, just unloading the basket, even his figure was exhausted.

"Xiaolou? Why did you come back so late?"

Ling Xiaolou didn't answer, bent down and took out a large leaf grass bunch from the side of the long bow in the back basket, handed it to Tan Hua, and said: "I picked the herb that the doctor said. Tomorrow when you decoct the medicine, put a leaf Her voice was tired, and she looked closely at the dirt on the sleeves and the hem of the clothes, and the tassels were pulled loose, it seemed that she had been entangled with this herb and the rugged mountain road all day.

Tan Hua took the herbs, her eyes were bright and she lowered her head, not knowing what to say.When Ling Xiaolou dragged herself into the room, she raised her head and trotted to catch up: "The steamed buns are hot in the steamer, I'll go get them for you..."

"Have you eaten? Have you taken any medicine?" Ling Xiaolou asked Tan Hua with two questions before she could finish speaking.Tan Hua nodded again and again: "I ate the meal, and I took it on time. I drank the medicine, and I took it before the meal."

Ling Xiaolou grabbed a chair and sat down, reached out to touch the teacup on the table, and saw a half-painted pottery pot on the work table next to the stove.She didn't go to get the cup either, she turned her head and looked at Tan Hua directly: "Are you still making pottery?"

"No!" Tan Hua categorically denied, while putting her hands behind her back, she secretly rubbed the paint off her hands on her clothes. "I'm resting by the fire..." She felt guilty for cheating Ling Xiaolou.She has a long illness.The doctor told her to rest and recuperate.Although Ling Xiaolou is a senior sister, she has a doctor's order in hand, repeatedly ordering her as a senior sister to do less work and more rest.But Tao Jian is just around the corner, how can she rest...

Ling Xiaolou didn't seem to see through this lie.She stared at Tan Hua for a moment, finally nodded, and reached out to serve tea again.As soon as her fingertips touched the rim of the cup, she stopped and asked in surprise: "Someone has used this teacup, is there any visitor?"

It was only then that Tan Hua remembered what happened today, and suddenly became happy, and said repeatedly: "Yes! I almost forgot. Cai Xiaowen, the lotus builder, came today. He said he wanted to return the gift. You gave her a gift Pheasant? Is she your friend?" Tan Hua pointed to Dudu, who was sleeping soundly in the corner of the room, and asked expectantly, "That pig is her return gift. Xiaolou, is she your friend?"

The surprise in Ling Xiaolou's eyes was fleeting.She glanced at Dudu, then looked away, as if she was too lazy to answer Tan Hua's question: "No."

"...Why not?" Tan Hua didn't give up, took another pottery cup and lifted the kettle on the stove to pour a cup of hot water for Ling Xiaolou. "I think she considers you a friend! She seems to be a good girl. Xiaolou, making friends is not a bad thing. How about I invite her to dinner?"

"If you say it's not, then it's not!" Ling Xiaolou turned his face away, as if he was very impatient with this topic. "Instead of worrying about whether I can make friends or not, you might as well sleep more!" She drank the hot water in one gulp, got up to get the bamboo basket containing bows and arrows, went to the corner of the room to pick up Dudu who was sleeping, and was bored. Said: "I'm going to make a nest for it. Go to sleep." After she finished speaking, she left Tan Hua and walked towards the back room.

"Xiaolou, let's go offer incense to Master first..." Ling Xiaolou left as if he didn't hear.Tan Hua sat alone for a while, and finally sighed softly: "This child..." She walked to the corner of the front hall, where there was a recess.There is little smoke in front of the grid, and the grid enshrines the tablets of Jiang Ruoyan, the ancestor of Shanse Gongchuang School, and Liu Xiang, his disciple.Tan Hua clasped her palms together, kneaded incense and worshiped, and said softly to Liu Xiang tablet: "Master, this time Tao Jian, the disciple will participate. The official Tao Zhong Honggong has been ill at home for two months, this time he will not participate in Tao Jian. This is the disciple's Opportunity. Disciple will definitely rectify the name of Shan Se Gong! Your last wish will come true..." She saluted the new incense, her eyes twinkled, her heart was full of anticipation and inexplicably heavy: the only one who didn't know the strength of the Yufeng official Tao Zhulian how……

Ling Xiaolou walked to the small courtyard behind the house and looked around, looking for some materials to make a nest for Dudu.The backyard is connected to the kitchen, and the smell of medicine can be smelled from there.The yard is small, and there are two archery targets at the far end.The straw on the target fell off, and the red heart was engraved with arrow marks, and the red point could hardly be seen.There is no one else here, Ling Xiaolou put away his bow and arrow, then hugged Dudu, who was still awake, carefully patted its head, and smiled rarely: "Little pig, what's your name? My name is Ling." Xiaolou...Senior sister is so stupid...The lotus builder wants to compete with you for the top spot, how can I be friends with her..."

Same night.Dudu's former owner, Cai Xiaowen, forgot about it.She couldn't get rid of her mind, so she always had trouble with the innocent big stone.Use an iron fan to draw horizontally and vertically.It wasn't until seven or eight characters of "正" were engraved that she caught the trace of drowsiness and threw herself into sleep indiscriminately.Unexpectedly, this chaotic and weak mood directly affected the progress of plastic pottery the next day.It was the first time that Cai Xiaowen couldn't concentrate on making pottery, and Cai Xiaowen didn't know what was wrong with him.If you don't know the reason, you can't solve it.The pottery blank was repaired, modified, and repaired, and when she finally made a pottery shape that satisfied her, it was already dark.

Cai Xiaowen finished the steps of drying the pottery in the shade, pushed open the firewood gate and ran towards the loop.When the two-day period came, she vaguely felt that her entanglement and loneliness were about to be relieved.With this desire, she ran faster and faster under the faint moonlight, not paying any attention to the light rain falling in the mountains.Just thinking, only thinking, just thinking like this, hurry up and meet the person who made me unintentionally be Tao.

The dark mountain road couldn't stop the arrow-like return, Cai Xiaowen rushed to the foot of the mountain, and saw a man in white robe and yellow umbrella standing on the arch bridge from a distance.

Grapefruit, bad grapefruit... Cai Xiaowen suddenly felt sour in his eyes and almost burst into tears.The bad grapefruit that had been beating my heart trembling for a day and a night appeared in front of my eyes, which was so wronged.

With the running steps, the arc of the arch bridge gradually became gentle, and Su Ying's face appeared from under the umbrella bit by bit.The sky is like a drizzle, and it is pulled on the yellow paper umbrella, so that Su Glaze's face can be properly blended into this refreshing and beautiful scenery.

Iraqis are picturesque.Lured Cai Xiaowen's youthful heart lake smashed into another big rock, creating turbulent waves one after another.She has no experience dealing with the same urges beneath the waves.So she was like a reckless pig, bumping her head into the picture scroll of Night Rain in the South of the Yangtze River...

"Ah!" Before Su Ying could utter her exclamation, she was bumped by Cai Xiaowen and fell backwards uncontrollably.Cai Xiaowen wanted to hug Su Ying wholeheartedly, but she didn't realize that she was running too fast.After fulfilling his wish, he hugged Su Huang and couldn't stop at all.It was also a matter of quick wit, she used all her strength to lift Su Ying completely horizontally, and turned around according to her strength, so as to reduce the momentum...

Green hills, thin clouds, hazy moonlight, silver drizzle, yellow umbrellas, small mosquitoes, spinning.Every word can make Su Ying have different types of daydreams.Now these words are all put together, which makes her mind go blank, and she only knows to stare at the heroic eyebrows and eyes of the person who hugged her under the umbrella.

Clothes fluttering, long hair hunting.After two and three laps, Su Qing lay on Cai Xiaowen's arms, raised her left hand, which was not holding an umbrella, and pressed it against Cai Xiaowen's cheek, stroking deeply with nostalgia.She was unable to think about what Cai Xiaowen was doing and why she did it.She just wants this embrace that contains so many beautiful reveries.A sudden gift from heaven, the embrace of a loved one.

"Xiaowen..."

Cai Xiaowen also lowered his head to stare at Su Ying, his eyes once again soaked in confusion, and said softly: "Senior Sister..."

"Call me Su Ying." Su Ying's palm trembled, and her voice trembled.

"Su..." Cai Xiaowen frowned slightly, as if her senior sister's full name was not easy to pronounce.She raised her arm, wanting to hold Su Ying tighter before calling.But at the mention of this, the soreness on the arm suddenly surged.Cai Xiaowen's eyes blurred, and he said to himself in a daze: "Oh no..."

Su Ying was still in a state of intoxication, but was aroused by the sound of "Oops".Similar scenes from the past emerged, and a bad premonition permeated the bottom of my heart. "……how?"

"It's so heavy...I can't hold it. Oops."

Before landing, Su Ying felt that she could still look forward to this little mosquito with so many tragic experiences and lessons. If she is so miserable, she can't blame the private school, and if she is stupid, she can't blame the court.

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