Since then, Xiaojiang's attitude towards xiaoqinian has undergone a subtle change.
He still has a cold face every day, but occasionally he opens his mouth and jumps out a word or two.
The little mute can speak.
This has become another strange image after the trouble makers in the temple don't make trouble.
After a long time, everyone slowly found that although the little mute could speak, he could only talk to Li Qinian alone.
Xiao Qinian, who doesn't make trouble, is really good.
Will sit on a futon and knock wooden fish every day.
He can hold a pen and copy scriptures.
I will take the initiative to hold a broom higher than myself to clean the fallen leaves in the yard.
She is still like a small tail, following behind Jiang Wang, calling "little mute" and "little mute" every day.
"He" is so noisy.
Xiaojiang always thinks so.
……
"Little mute, let's take a bath in the river."
After staying in the kitchen for a long time, Li Qinian blinked.
Jiang Wang looked at her blackened round head. Finally, he stood up and took her clothes for washing.
Xiaohegou is at the foot of the mountain. They went all the way down the mountain and finally came to the river.
It is early summer, the stream is not cold, surrounded by dense jungle.
Xiao Qinian began to pick up his little cassock. The cassock obviously didn't fit. It was a big circle and often dragged the floor.
Xiaojiang sits on a stone and takes back his eyes.
Until
"Little mute, you come too?"
He looked up at the sound and saw the tiger headed little monk standing by the river with his clothes in his arms.
Although his clothes blocked more than half of his vision, Jiang Wang still saw what he shouldn't see. The calm and cold little boy rubbed up and stood up, as if the stone under his ass was hot.
"Put your clothes on!"
His tone was serious. He said such a long word for the first time in half a month.
Xiao Qinian looked at Jiang Wang who turned around and looked puzzled:
"Are you angry?"
But why?
Xiaojiang clenched his fist: "put on your clothes before you talk to me."
Li Qinian didn't know why. Seeing that he was really angry, he had to put on his cassock.
"All right."
When Xiaojiang looked back, he saw that the original broad cassock was twisted on Li Qinian. The white inner clothes were worn in the middle, while the middle clothes were worn in the innermost.
His eyebrows jumped and he felt the problem difficult for the first time.
"Come here."
His tone was a little heavy.
Li Qinian walked over and stared at him with big bright eyes.
Jiang spent a while organizing language.
"Are you a girl?"
"Amitabha, master said that monks are regardless of gender."
Li Qinian raised his palm and saluted him.
Jiang Wu frowned more tightly:
"Then you also let the elder martial brothers take a bath with you?"
There are all boys in the temple. Except Li Qinian, he really hasn't seen any other opposite sex.
There are no women in the environment. In addition, the abbot has no blood relationship with her. Some women's private things are not easy to talk to her. For a long time, Li Qinian's lack of gender has resulted in Li Qinian's lack of gender.
"Master said, senior brothers can't take a bath with me."
Li Qinian shook his head and refuted.
Xiaojiang: "I can't either."
"You can. You're not a senior brother."
Xiao Qi read and looked at him seriously.
Looking at her innocent black eyes, Jiang suddenly realized that she might have a long way to go in the future.
He has to teach her a lot.
……
Since then, Xiaojiang began to instill in her the concept that men and women are different.
"You can't pick boys' clothes."
"You can't enter the men's bathhouse and men's toilet."
"You can't go out alone with boys late at night."
"Are we going out alone?"
Li Qinian pointed to himself and Jiang Wang, and looked up at the starry sky.
Jiang Wang: "I'm an exception."
"Why, little mute, aren't you a boy?"
Xiao Qinian's concept of men and women is still very vague. She stares at Jiang Wang's chest and looks curious.
The little mute said, the boy with flat chest and the girl with raised chest.
After thinking for a long time, she still felt like a boy.
Jiang Wu looked into her clear eyes:
"You just need to remember anyway, except me."
"Can I take a bath with you?"
Xiao Qinian drew inferences from one instance and tried to convince him with his logic.
"You're the exception anyway."
Jiang Wang: "only husband and wife can take a bath together."
Li Qinian squatted on his lap and asked him what he deserved:
"Would it be nice if we were husband and wife?"
Jiang was choked by her.
She always does.
With a pair of clear black eyes, he said Meng Lang's straightforward words
He was a little helpless and explained to her carefully.
"Husband and wife can't do it casually. They can only do it with two people who like each other very much."
"But I like you very much."
Xiao Qinian bent his eyes into a crescent moon.
Xiaojiang was trembling all over, always with drooping eyelids and looked at Li Qinian inconceivably.
She looked up at him quietly, his shadow reflected in the bottom of her eyes.
It was a long time before he said:
"You are still young and can't understand that I don't like what you said."
Li Qinian's eyelashes flash:
"But like is like..."
Jiang Wu doesn't know why he wants to talk to a child about this far-reaching topic:
"Then I'll ask you again. Do you like the abbot master and your senior brother?"
Li Qinian nodded: "I like it."
When Jiang was relieved, he hung a heavy weight at the bottom of his heart, which made his chest stuffy.
"The love between husband and wife is different. It's the kind of love that you can only see her alone. You just want to stay with her. You'll be happy even if you waste time."
He and Li Qinian looked at each other.
"No one but her. She has to like it."
Li Qinian nodded.
She seems to understand.
She bit her fingers and tilted her head to look at Jiang Wang.
Do you just want to stay with him and he has to like it?
Since then, xiaoqinian has consciously distinguished all kinds of likes.
Like at dinner——
Elder martial brother can only give one steamed stuffed bun to like.
I like Shifu more. It can be for two steamed buns.
She looked at Xiaojiang again.
Little mute
Little mute
She bit her fingers and stared at the fragrant big white steamed stuffed bun on the plate.
Little mute.
He can give all the steamed stuffed buns to his liking.
She shriveled her mouth and suddenly felt a little sad.
It's hard to like a little mute.
Give him all the steamed stuffed buns. Does she have no steamed stuffed buns in the future?
Just thinking so, she had an extra steamed stuffed bun in her bowl.
"Eat well."
Jiang Wang opened his mouth lightly and took back his hand to put the steamed stuffed bun.
"Oh..."
Xiao Qinian nodded and began to eat steamed stuffed buns.
She was wrong.
She still has steamed stuffed buns.