A day later, Nangong Liuli came again.
At this moment, Yi Cheng and his friends were playing with mud in the yard.
His hands, face, and clothes were all dirty.
They sculpted little figures out of mud and built small houses, constructing their grand vision.
"Yi Cheng, that gorgeous girl is here again."
Little Fatty looked up and said.
"Don't worry about her, she didn't bring any treats for the geese."
Yi Cheng, stirring the mud, replied without even looking up.
"Little chubby girl."
Nangong Liuli sat under the peach tree and called out to Yicheng.
Yi Cheng seemed not to hear anything, sticking out her little bottom and earnestly building her house.
"Little chubby girl. Little chubby girl. Little chubby girl."
Nangong Liuli called out softly a few more times.
Yi Cheng turned around, "Who are you calling?"
Nangong Liuli waved, "I'm calling you."
Yi Cheng snarled, "The goose's name is Yi Cheng, and the goose isn't fat at all!"
Nangong Liuli: ...Do you even believe what you're saying?
Look here.
Nangong Liuli shook the candied hawthorn in her hand.
"Little chubby girl, I have some delicious food here, do you want some?"
(? ????) "Huh~!"
Yi Cheng's little eyes lit up, and she ran over with a "da da da" sound.
"Your teacher's wife is quite a nice person!"
Yi Cheng reached out to grab the candied hawthorn.
Nangong Liuli pulled her hand back slightly.
Remove the words "registered" or "recorded".
"Master's wife, the young man is quite nice!"
Here, take this.
"Thank you!"
Yi Cheng raised her muddy hands, wiped them on her little belly, took the candied hawthorn, and happily ran back.
"Little Fatty, Black Rabbit, the teacher's wife gave the goose a string of candied hawthorns; each of you take a bite."
Yi Cheng held the candied hawthorn to Xiao Pang's mouth.
The chubby boy stretched out his little paws, grabbed his bib, wiped his mud-splattered mouth, and then took a bite of the candied hawthorn.
With big, curved eyes, happiness has become a crescent moon.
For some reason, the little ones always felt that things given to them by others smelled exceptionally good.
"Black Rabbit, you're too young now."
Yi Cheng then handed the candied hawthorn to the black rabbit's mouth.
Black Rabbit revealed two large, snow-white teeth, bit into a candied hawthorn, and smoothly peeled it off the stick.
"One, two, two, three."
Yi Cheng stared intently with her small eyes as she counted, then laughed happily.
"Hey, there are three left. The goose can eat two first, and we'll save the last one for Da Mei."
Yi Cheng hugged the candied hawthorn and licked it until the sugar on the surface was almost melted before taking a big bite.
Nangong Liuli sat curled up under the peach tree, her chin resting on her knees, staring blankly at the few little ones playing happily in front of her, a faint smile appearing on her beautiful lips.
The most carefree time is when children are young.
......
"Yicheng, come and eat."
At noon, Qin Shou called the little ones into the house for lunch.
Da da da!
As soon as they heard that dinner was served, the little ones immediately put down what they were doing and rushed into the house.
Go wash your hands.
Just as Yi Cheng was about to pick up her chopsticks and start dog-pawing, Qin Shou tapped the back of her hand.
"oh. "
Yi Cheng responded and quickly ran to wash her hands with Xiao Pang and Hei Tu.
In no time, it came rushing back.
"Dinner is served."
At Qin Shou's command, the food on the dining table was devoured in a flurry.
"Master, my mistress gave the goose a string of candied hawthorns today. There were five in total. Little Fatty ate one, Black Rabbit ate one, and the goose ate two. There are still two left. What happened?"
As Yicheng ate her rice, she looked up, her little eyes wide with curiosity, and asked.
"Just give me the extra one."
Qin Shou responded.
Yi Cheng shook her head. "Master, the candied hawthorns are too sweet, they're not tasty. Let's eat the tender goose bones instead."
"Good disciple."
Qin Shou patted Yi Cheng's head, touched.
"Thank you for the compliment, Master."
Yi Cheng has become very polite now.
"You're welcome. "
Qin Shou responded, then ladled out a bowl of soup and handed it to Nangong Liuli, smiling, "Here, old lady, have a sip of this beauty-enhancing soup, and your skin will be smooth and worry-free."
"good. "
Even Nangong Liuli, who was usually detached from worldly affairs, couldn't help but take a sip of the spiritual soup made entirely of elixirs.
"Master, the geese have finished eating and gone to play."
Half an incense stick later, the little ones finished their rice, put down their bowls and chopsticks, and ran off to play full of energy.
Qin Shou quietly tidied up the dishes.
Nangong Liuli watched from the side, occasionally propping up her chin and leaning under the eaves, watching the peach blossoms fluttering in the courtyard and the white clouds drifting in the sky.
He said he had been on this mountain for two hundred years.
Two hundred years have passed. Was he all alone, or were these little guys always by his side?
A beautiful woman gazes around, and time seems to slow down.
She leaned under the eaves to look at the scenery, while others watched her from behind.
The sun set in the west, casting a lingering glow at dusk.
The sunset tonight is still beautiful.
The little ones carried over a long bench, placed their heads neatly on it, and chatted casually while admiring the sunset.
Nangong Liuli picked up a small stool and sat behind them, appreciating the tranquil time that belonged only to this mountain.
Qin Shou stood behind her, took out a comb, and gently combed her long hair.
His technique was quite skillful, because when he was a child, his senior sister always directed the little Qin beast to comb her hair. Later, when the Qin beast grew up, it began to comb Wen Qing's hair.
After a long while, Qin Shou finished combing his long hair and tied it up with a wooden hairpin.
"This is for you."
Qin Shou handed over the wooden comb in his hand.
"The ospreys cry 'guan guan' on the river's islet; a fair maiden, a gentleman's...ideal match."
Nangong Liuli took the wooden comb, her slender jade hands gently stroking the small characters on it, murmuring softly.
As he read, a smile seemed to flicker across his lips.
The hairpin reads: "Pure thoughts!"
At this moment, Qin Shou whispered from the side.
"Pure thoughts, pure thoughts..."
......
In the years that followed, Nangong Liuli stayed on this mountain for a long time.
Every day, Yi Cheng would come and ask, "Master's wife, is there anything good for the goose today?"
Whenever Nangong Liuli answers "yes", Yicheng will enter the correct password: "Master's wife, you're quite nice!"
........
Time passed slowly.
Another year has passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Xiao Xuan arrived.
The boy who descended the mountain returned as a renowned emperor.
And that bright red dress, still as vibrant as fire, seemed to carry the unique splendor of youth, scorching the seasons and the peach blossoms covering the mountain.
"Master, your disciple has returned."
Xiao Xuan, carrying two jars of wine, found Qin Shou tending to the peach blossoms under the tree.
Gazing at that ethereal figure, seemingly untouched by worldly dust, Xiao Xuan felt a surge of emotions, a warmth coursing through his heart.
If he had not met his master in this life, who knows where Xiao Xuan would be today?
Is it struggling in the mire of revenge, or has it already died...?
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