Chapter 22 Ancient Melody

Xiaoqiong looked at Erhei's father and sighed secretly, "This godmother has such a good man. Why don't you cherish it at all? He is so kind to the godmother, why don't you know it at all? These are all habits!" It's a little worthless for him, but I can't bear to see that he looks a little panicked. Xin comforted and said, "It's okay, Dad, don't worry. If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, I won't force you to twist with her and make the whole family restless!"

Erhei's father looked at Xiaoqiong stupidly and became embarrassed: "Xiaoqiong, you, you, go!"

Xiaoqiong smiled at the two, "I'm leaving, I'll tell you a story when I come back!" After saying that, they turned around and left. The two looked at her back. Erhei's father patted Erhei's shoulder with a gratified face and said, "Xiaoqiong--Okay, you--be good to be good to her in the future!"

Erhei said stupidly, "Joon, it's the best, I listen to hers!"

Xiaoqiong came to the mother-in-law's workshop and saw her sitting behind the stone table in a daze. She didn't know what she was thinking. Xiaoqiong deliberately made the sound of her footsteps heavy and reminded her that she was coming. If there was anything, she should tell her quickly and went all the way to the goddess. She didn't seem to have recovered. ------.

Xiaoqiong saw that the divine mother-in-law looked a little novel. In her own impression, the god-in-law would never be distracted. She always looked down at others with the eyes of cats and mice, like a tall old witch who was unfathomable---. Why is this look now? There is something wrong, and she also guessed. I couldn't measure what was on her mind. She was sitting. She was standing stupidly and felt a little unequal, as if she were her subordinate. She had to find a way to remind her that she had been called by her, and then coughed at her eyebrows. The goddess looked up at her, a little unnatural, and sighed secretly: "Old, how can you go? People don't know when they come in, and they are still thinking about it--!"

The goddess looked at Xiaoqiong's energetic face. The more she looked at it, the more beautiful she became. She was no less than Lou Ni. She used to think that she was beautiful and not beautiful at all. Now it's different. No wonder her son is so obsessed with her, and she doesn't listen to her more and more. It's just that Xiaoqiong is really timid and poorly qualified. Now I'm afraid it's too late. If she can give birth to a daughter, I will ** well, and there will be successors.

Thinking of this, the goddess slowed down the expression on her face and made her face more intimate. But no matter how Xiaoqiong looked at it, she smelled like a wolf grandmother. She was cautious and thought to herself, "What are you going to do? Tell me quickly, don't let my nerves always collapse!"

The goddess said in a kind and strange spoken language, "Xiaoqiong, what can you do when you cook at home? Are you used to eating and living?"

Xiaoqiong was stunned and thought about what she meant by what she said? -- Besides, it's okay if you're not used to it. This is the only condition here. Can I pick it up? However, her expression is still not clear at all, and she said calmly, "Mom, I'm basically used to it, and there is no difficulty!"

The goddess nodded, squinted her eyes, and asked strangely, "Well, the small mirror I brought you last week, do you still like it?"

Xiaoqiong was shocked. Why did the goddess ask? Did the mirror she send her in the afternoon be broken by herself? Did she also know? Do you still want to ask about the crime? She guessed what she meant in her heart. She couldn't guess, so she simply answered according to her words: "I like it very much. !".

The divine woman nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, it's good to like it. Can you see anything?"

Xiaoqiong suffocated, and there was nothing wrong with what she thought. The mirror must have been enchanted by the goddess, but before she could see it, she was smashed by the dragonf. However, Joan felt that there was a pity, and even a little lucky. She guessed that the goddess took this mirror to play for herself. Nine times out of ten, it might be Controlling his own witchcraft, just like Erhei's father, holding her and listening to her.

Xiaoqiong was distracted, and the goddess asked again, "I didn't see anything?"

Xiaoqiong came to her senses and shook her head and said, "What is it? I didn't see it. I looked at it. It's just a mirror. There's nothing else!"

The goddess waved her hand with a disappointed face and said with an upset face, "Go, go, what a brain!"

Xiaoqiong listened to what the divine mother-in-law said and took a walk very quickly. However, she guessed what her sentence "brain fire" meant all the way. After thinking about it, she decided that it might be a brain-damaged person. She thought, "If you are brain-damaged, you are brain-damaged. As long as you don't learn your corpse-killing witchcraft. It's scary!"

When he came out of the door, he saw Erhei's father giggly at himself, guessing that he might have heard something at the door, otherwise he would not have looked like this, and he walked inside--Xiaoqiong laughed secretly and didn't talk to him. She actually left by himself. She went to the kitchen first and saw Erhei's elongated neck at the door looking forward to it. When she came back, Xiaoqiong was warm in her heart. She pulled him into the kitchen, pressed down a den and sat down. Seeing that the dragon was already cleaning up, Xiaoqiong added some rice, took some leftovers to send to the old wolf, and came to wash and clean it up by herself.

Erhei quietly watched Xiaoqiong and put the dishes brought back by her mother-in-law in the afternoon. They put the vegetables together, dried vegetables together, and the seasonings together. Seeing that she also brought fresh meat, dried ba, dried fish, etc. today, she put the fresh meat that could not be placed in a local plate and a bowl filled with cold mountain spring water, and let the plate float. Floating on the water, seeing that these ingredients were very good and fresh, I guessed that it might be given to her by some villagers in the village.

After Xiaoqiong finished cleaning up, she and Erhei went outside the cave to water the vegetables she had planted. Looking at the early weather, she proposed to go to the edge of the gully and grab some large and male stone mules back. She planned to dry or pickle them. If they take them down the mountain, they will definitely sell them at a high price. There is a big one in the mountain. The palm of his hand is so big that no one has ever seen it at the foot of the mountain, especially those urban elites, who have to compete to buy it back?

Xiaoqiong thought happily, as if she had seen a pile of big ingots. When she came to the gully, she ordered Erhei and the old wolf to catch only the big one, and the small one continued to raise it. The mother used it to give birth to small clams. Soon she grabbed most of the baskets, so she asked them to stop, worried that they couldn't do it well for the first time and ruined the good things. Try it first. Looking at the sky, Xiaoqiong asked Erhei to go back home.

After returning to the cave, Xiaoqiong asked the dragonfly to knock out the stone clams one by one, threw away the things in her stomach with a frying knife, and salted them one by one. She planned to hang them one by one by the stove or outside the cave tomorrow morning. After finishing all this, she washed them in the cave with Erhei. Take a shower.

Xiaoqiong lay in her small pool and reached out to touch it. She felt that the water was still warm, neither cold or warm. Xiaoqiong took herself naked and dived into the water. She felt that the water was soft, soft, very comfortable and warm. She simply suspected that she was in her mother's stomach and reached out and gently patted it. On the surface of the water, a crystal clear drop of water splashed. The droplets fell from their own body and then fell to the surface of the water, splashing layers of ripples.

Xiaoqiong found a stone that leaned down and hid comfortably. Sometimes she let her body float, sometimes she floated down, sometimes she felt that she was in a sunny park, sometimes she felt that she was lying in **, and sometimes she felt that she was on the summer beach -- in a trance. It seems to have entered a wonderful fairyland.

I don't know when, Xiaoer gently grinded in, took an object like a bamboo tube in her hand, and blew it in her mouth. Xiaoqiong felt that there was a heavenly music in her ear - like a melody that had been sleeping for thousands of years, woke up Xiaoqiong, and suddenly wanted to follow the music. Dancing------.

Xiaoqiong surfaced, put on a swimsuit, tied her hair into the shape of a little Pu Shao of the Dai nationality, went out of the small pool, and looked around. There was a flat stone slab next to it, which was very thin and long. Stepping on the stone -- Xiaoqiong thought of the hazy moonlight. In the moonlight, everything looked so bright and big The earth is like being washed, without a trace of fog. A round moon shines the whole earth brightly. The branches and grass on the roadside are long and projected on the road. Birds are barking on the branches, bugs are jumping in the grass, and thousands of lives are jubilant in the mountains and fields.

Xiaoqiong imagined the scene of the moonlight quietly sprinkled on her body, sometimes quiet, sometimes soothing, sometimes excited. Everything turned into hazy, and the surroundings became ethereal. It felt illusory, and her body seemed to become mysterious. The air was no longer flowing, and everything became still. There were countless small notes in front of her. Jumping---.

Xiaoqiong's heart is immersed in this note. Yuanshen walks in such a note, stretches his arms, shakes a few times like a peacock, and slowly finds a trace of feeling of integration. An idea arises in her heart: Erhei, I will illuminate you in the dark, shed tears, turn into stars, and let each other's hearts communicate with each other, forever. Not separated---.

Xiaoqiong's body was immediately activated like countless elves, and it seemed to attract the gods in the sky into her body. Xiaoqiong began to rotate with the music, twisting her graceful body, dancing affectionately, and involuntarily melting herself into this harmonious note. There seemed to be a voice in the bottom of her heart. Rise, lighten your body, float in the air like a cloud, dance beautifully and thrillingly.

When the music stopped, Xiaoqiong also stopped and found in horror that in the dark not far away, there was a pair of black and bright eyes looking at herself.