After sending money to her sister-in-law, song Xijiao was not brisk in her heart: "it's really hard for a child to have such parents."
Even after two days, song Xijiao didn't wait for the news of han zi. She couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Now the operation of the bamboo paper farm has no need for song Xijiao to stare every day. She decides to take a rest day in her heart.
On this day, Zhong Chun carried a crossbow and prepared to go hunting in the mountain.
Song Xijiao didn't have to send chestnuts to school. She was idle at home every day, and had nothing to do. When she saw Zhong Chun going up the mountain, her eyes brightened and she begged, "I haven't been in the mountain for a long time. Would you take me around today?"
Zhong Chun thought about it for a while and made a law with her: "it's not impossible to take you up the mountain, but you have to promise me three conditions."
See Zhongchun promised to take himself up the mountain, song Xijiao nodded: "I promise, I promise."
Zhong Chun solemnly said, "Zhong Chun starts to look for the target with his crossbow and arrow, but song Xijiao busily picks tender bamboo shoots behind him.
Not far away, a healthy adult male deer is slowly eating grass, getting closer and closer.
Zhong Chun held his breath and set up a crossbow arrow. Just as he was about to start his attack on the male deer, he only heard a crackling sound behind him. He was frightened, and ran away alertly. All of a sudden, he ran far away.
Zhong Chun turns to see song Xijiao tearing off a bamboo shoot with great interest.
Seeing Zhong Chun put down his crossbow, song Xijiao asked with a confused face: "what's the matter? I didn't speak
Zhongchun also wanted to teach her two sentences. Seeing that her small round face was full of innocent people, he could not bear to blame her: "it's OK."
Song Xijiao was so excited that she couldn't help opening her mouth: "I've lived in the city since I was a child, and I've never seen a natural bamboo forest. It's so interesting to break bamboo shoots! "
"City?"
As soon as song Xijiao put out her tongue, she secretly called out that it was terrible. She quickly laughed and said, "did I say the city? You heard me wrong. You see, that bamboo shoot over there is so big. " After three steps and two steps, she broke off the baby in her eyes and waved it to Zhongchun.
Before she finished, scattered raindrops fell from the sky. After a while, the rain began to gather.
Song Xijiao took care of her head and asked Zhongchun, "it's raining. What shall we do?"
Zhong Chun arrives at Song Xijiao's side, quickly picks up the bamboo shoots into the small cloth bag he takes with him, and takes her to hide under a dense bamboo bush with one hand.
This dense and low bamboo grove was only enough for the two of them. In order to avoid the rain, they had to be close together.
Song Xijiao wiped the rain on her face and said in a bit of a disappointment: "it's not easy to go to the mountain, but it's going to be a drowned rat."
Looking at her complaint, Zhong Chun felt a little cute. He said with a smile, "it's not that there is no harvest. These young bamboo shoots are not all due to you?"
Song Xijiao patted the small cloth bag on the ground, and her mood got better: "when you head back to the deer, the deer meat fried bamboo shoots must be very fresh and tender."
After hearing her words, Zhong Chun chuckled bitterly in his heart: "there was not a deer just now. If it wasn't scared away by you, would you like to wait for the next time?"
Song Xijiao didn't see the bitter smile on Zhong Chun's face. She reached out to catch the raindrops on the bamboo leaves and had a good time.
Looking at the bamboo, song Xijiao happily murmured to Zhong Chun: "you see, there are so many bamboo here, how much bamboo paper can be made?"
Zhong Chun nodded and sighed: "green bamboo can change into yellow and white bamboo paper. You are a pair of skillful hands. You are really smart."
"Green, yellow and white..." Zhong Chun's unintentional words made song Xijiao think again.
Suddenly a bold idea came out of her mind: "yes, who said bamboo paper can only have yellow and white color? Why don't I make colorful bamboo paper? In this way, the market of bamboo paper can not go up to a higher level? "
Thinking of this, song Xijiao hugged Zhongchun excitedly and said, "Zhongchun, you are so smart. If it were not for you, I would not have thought of making bamboo paper of various colors."
Zhong Chun was shocked by her sudden embrace. He felt a soft and fragrant body on his body, which immediately drove away the cold brought by the rain, and his whole body was as hot as fire.
Song Xijiao sees that Zhong Chun has no response. She looks up at him and finds that his face is close to his eyes and his breath can be touched. How could it be so close, she was shocked, immediately moved her eyes, realized that she was holding him, her ears were burning red, and she quickly released her hand.
Originally, she wanted to move to the side to keep a little distance. However, when she moved, an arm stretched across her waist and pushed her forward. Song Xijiao immediately fell into Zhong Chun's arms.
"Don't move. Isn't it warm to hold it like this?"
"No, you let me go..."
Song Xijiao's head was steaming with heat, her heart beating like a drum and her fingers clenched. She didn't know what to do.
There was a slight smile on the top of his head. Then, Zhong Chun lowered his head and slowly approached her face. A gentle kiss fell on her soft Chen.In a moment, everything between heaven and earth disappeared, everything became so unreal.
She had forgotten who she was and where she was now? She lost all sense of touch, the world turned upside down, and suddenly silent.
Song Xijiao only felt a blank in her mind. She only heard the "patter" sound of rain on the bamboo leaves and the hot kiss on her lips.
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