Chapter 31 The Beginning of Love

In these days as a big girl, Mo Ziyao feels very leisurely and happy at the same time. Because the two come from the same place, there are always endless topics and interesting things when they are together.

Miss Gu Jinger is a quiet person, and only three of them live in this quiet livable. Generally speaking, there are few outsiders visiting, and only Xiaoxiao will run this way every once in a while.

When Mo Ziyao first came, Liu Er was still very reluctant to contact her. Every time every two people met, Liu Er would mock her face to face, or stare and never want to say more words to her. Mo Ziyao doesn't take it seriously. As long as she meets her, she will still greet her with a smile. Fortunately, Jinger often acts as a peace elder between the two of them. Gradually, Liu Er finally changed her attitude towards Mo Ziyao. After slowly understanding, she finally accepted Mo Ziyao from the bottom of her heart.

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In a blink of an eye, it is the winter solstice. Although it hasn't started to snow yet, the weather is already very cold. At the gate of the yard, the small bamboo forest still maintains the green color, but in the small yard, the lush and vibrant emerald green has disappeared, replaced by rows of lifeless tree trunks. A gust of north wind blows, and the branches tremble in the wind, and sometimes make a strange cry. Winter really makes people feel extremely desolate...

In the study, Liu Er, dressed in a lake blue cotton coat, was sitting by the fire and baking her hands. In front of the desk, Mo Ziyao lowered her head and held a brush. Sometimes she meditated hard and sometimes waved hard. The lake-blue cotton coat was also stained with ink. What on earth was she busy with?

At this time, Mo Ziyao, who had been lowering her head, suddenly raised her head and smiled excitedly: "Oh, I'm done! Sister Liu, come and have a look. Is my painting like this?

Liu Er didn't raise her head and replied, "Oh, I don't want to see your 'great work' first. When Miss's painting is finished, I'll watch it together!"

Mo Ziyao was unhappy when she heard it. She pouted her little mouth and was a little unconvinced. "What, this work is really good. Well, it's simply an unrivaled work!"

"Yes, yes, it is an 'unrivaled work'. The question is which one of your works is not 'unrivaled'? Now I don't like your work." Liu Er rolled her eyes and reached out to add a piece of carbon to the stove.

Mo Ziyao threw the brush in her hand on the table at will, and then she flashed to Jing'er's side. When she lowered her head and saw Jing'er's work, her little face, which was full of confidence just now, suddenly collapsed.

It turned out that the two of them were painting plum blossoms. Isn't this the season when plum blossoms are in full bloom? There are just two plum trees planted in the yard, which are also ready to bloom.

In the morning, Mo Ziyao found that some flowers could no longer be lonely and bloomed ahead of schedule, and the delicate and beautiful pink flowers danced gently in the cold wind. As soon as Mo Ziyao clapped her hands, she quickly found Jinger and Liu Er to watch it together, so Mo Ziyao had nothing to do all day long and decided to draw plum blossoms with Jinger!

When Mo Ziyao saw the beautiful and vivid plum blossoms painted by Jinger, as if the plum blossoms in the painting were about to bloom, and then looked at the messy things she had painted, she suddenly lost interest.

Her eyes did not leave the painting, and she praised it from the bottom of her heart: "Miss's painting is getting better and better. I... I admit defeat..."

At this time, Jinger's painting has almost been completed and is being submitted. She looked up slightly and smiled, "Ziyao, don't be discouraged. This painting also depends on slowly practicing. You only drew a few pictures to make it like this. It's already very good. I didn't make as much progress as you at that time!"

Liu Er gently came over and looked at Mo Ziyao, and then smiled and said, "Miss, don't put a high hat on her, or she will have a 'unrivaled work' every day, and I can hear her ears grow cocoons!"

Liu Er first ran to Mo Ziyao's painting and took a look, showing an unbearable expression, and her head shook like a rattle drum. Then she quickly ran to Jinger's side. When she saw these vivid plum blossoms, she couldn't help admiring: "Wow! Miss's painting is getting better and better!"

Then he looked up at Mo Ziyao and sighed, "What's your painting? It's so ugly. Don't take out such quality things for me to evaluate in the future!" I can't stand it!"

Just after listening to Jinger's praise, Mo Ziyao's original lost mood turned a little. Unexpectedly, she was directly relieved by Liu Er. She wiped her forehead and sighed, "Well, it seems that I really am not the material for painting. I have decided that I will never brush again!"

Jinger shook her head and advised softly, "Ziyao, don't be discouraged. Liu Er didn't see what I drew before, otherwise she would not say that you were bad. Besides, in these three months, you have learned all the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and female red. People don't often say: too greedy, chew It's not bad, that's how you are. As long as you give more time, why can't you learn? Don't care about Liu Er's words!"

"Oh, I know she is jealous." Mo Ziyao turned around and made a face at Liu Er, then raised her hand and directly rubbed her 'great work' on the table and threw it into the bamboo basket...

The days in winter are always very short. After dinner, the three of them burned around the stove for a while, and the sky gradually darkened.

Mo Ziyao and Liu Er helped Jinger to rest in the room, and the two also took lanterns to their accommodation...

Mo Ziyao lit the oil lamp on the table in the room with the candle in the lantern, and the originally dark room gradually became bright. She rubbed her frozen hands and sat down on the bed, kicked off her shoes, took off her coat, pulled the quilt tremblingly, and wrapped herself tightly.

After a while, she stretched out her head, and her head began to think of Gu Moli uncontrollably, his charming body in the inn that day, and his tight holding herself in the cave and...

Thinking of this, Mo Ziyao felt that her cheeks began to burn. She gently covered her face and muttered, "Does he like me? I should like it, otherwise I wouldn't have kissed me in the cave that day. Oh, my first kiss is gone.

"Alas, think nonsense. His kindness to me last time was just out of pity. The person he likes is Qing'er. Yes, they are a good match!" Mo Ziyao sighed, and her head was covered in the quilt again. After a while, she stretched out her head again...

Mo Ziyao doesn't know how many times she has to do such an action every night, and she doesn't know what's wrong with her. As long as she is idle, she can't help thinking about Gu Moli. From modern times to ancient times, no one has ever had such a great influence on himself. He was the first.

At least Mo Ziyao is also a human being twice, and she is an avant-garde modern person in her previous life. She knows that she must have fallen in love with Gu Moli, and it is the kind of deep love, as if she has already been deeply rooted in her heart. Mo Ziyao thought to herself, I don't know if he, who is far away in southern Xinjiang, will also think of himself...

Mo Ziyao couldn't sleep over and over in **. Later, she had no choice but to count the sheep. She didn't know that she had counted thousands before she gradually fell asleep.

The days are still repeated every day, and finally ushered in the first heavy snow since the beginning of the year.

On this day, Mo Ziyao was very happy, because she finally learned the song "High Mountain and Flowing Water" that Jinger played at the family banquet that day. It's not easy to think about it. A person who doesn't even know a phonetic symbol can play a complete song in just about a month, and her level is good. It's not too much to say that she is talented.

Previously, she has been learning female red, calligraphy and painting, and she has learned less chess and piano skills.

After lunch, Liu Er, who was idle and bored, proposed to go for a walk by Yunhu Lake. Mo Ziyao was very happy to hear that and pulled Jinger to walk to the lake with three people talking and laughing.

The snow is still falling slowly, and the whole lake is covered with a layer of white snow. In the past, the waterbirds who swam happily in the lake now do not know where to hide, but the lake is not affected by the snowflakes, and it is still a sparkling pool of clear water.

When the three walked for a while, Liu Er suddenly grabbed a white snow from the ground and threw the snow on her when Mo Ziyao was not paying attention. Mo Ziyao turned around and immediately stared at the figuror Liu Er fiercely, and then she also squatted down to grab a ball of snow and gave it back rudely.

The two laughed and quarreled in the snow and didn't feel cold at all. Jinger did not participate in it, but just stood aside and looked at them with a faint smile.

Mo Ziyao was preparing to avoid the snow ball thrown by Liu Er. She turned back and was about to escape, but she suddenly hit a wall. She rubbed the painful forehead and gradually looked up. When she saw the coming, the expression on her face stiffened, and then she fell into the arms of the coming person.

"Brother, you're back!" Mo Ziyao buried her head in his chest and muttered. Then she didn't wait for anything to do. As if she thought of something, she pushed him away, pulled his sleeves, blushed slightly in front of Jing'er and Liu Er and cleared her throat and said, "Miss, this is my brother, Li Wei. Brother, this is..."

"The little man has met the young lady!" Li Wei saluted Jinger without waiting for Mo Ziyao's introduction.

Jinger nodded with a smile.

"Ah, it turns out that you know each other!" Mo Ziyao felt a little embarrassed for a moment, and she whispered to herself around her fingers.

She thought that Jinger rarely went out, and her brother was also away all year round. Li Wei was not in the village at the family banquet, so she thought they didn't know each other.

Li Wei also smiled and said, "I've seen you a few times!"

"Oh, and this is my little sister, Liu Er!" Mo Ziyao hurriedly introduced again.

Li Wei still smiled and nodded to Liu Er. It was Liu Er. She looked at Li Wei, and her little face suddenly turned red. She quickly lost the snow ball in her hand and held her hands unnaturally and whispered, "See... I've seen Mr. Li..." Then she quickly lowered her head...