casserole lady

Chapter 365 When We Are All Old (4)
The green mountains are majestic, the green water is far away, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the green grass is fragrant all over the place, and yellow flowers are dotted among them, fluttering in the wind.She was wearing a plain white robe, her long hair was pulled up casually, and the rest flowed like a waterfall, spread out from her shoulders to the grass.

She is looking at Lu Fang now, there is a light smile between her brows and eyes that were always indifferent in the past, and a little bit of expression is dancing in the bottom of her eyes.

For a moment, Lu Fang unconsciously held his breath, only to feel that the woman in front of him was like a ghost in the sky, an elf in the forest, fearing that she would disappear into the forest in one breath.

Seeing that Lu Fang was still in a daze and ignored him, Qin Zheng felt displeased and hummed.

Thinking of the man in front of him, although he is doing a little bit of low work in front of him, he is not like him.

He, I don't know how many grand plans to unfold in his heart, and how many thoughts are hidden in his eyes.

Thinking of this, I can't help feeling sad.

Lu Fang hurried over, sat down on the floor with her side by side, and said, "Okay."

Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Lu Fang pursed his lips and smiled, picked a willow leaf casually, bent it up, and blew a soft and moving sound on his lips.

Qin Zheng was born in the market place, and he dealt with firewood, rice, oil and salt every day. He didn't know the music, but felt that the road was blown indistinctly, like a song, and it made people's hearts move slightly, but he didn't know why. And move.

Yin asked: "What song is this?"

Lu Fang looked at Qin Zheng with a softness in his eyes, like a spring stream melting at the beginning of winter.At the end of the song, he let go of the willow leaf, stared at Qin Zheng and said, "Do you like it?"

Qin Zheng simply lay down in the grass, put his hands behind his head as a pillow, nodded and said, "It sounds good."

The mountains are boring, and what you hear is nothing but insects and birds, and cicadas are not idle. Listening to the road and playing such a song makes people feel happy.

Lu Fang looked at the man lying on the grass with a smile, and said softly: "I practiced martial arts every day when I was young, but I don't know much about this music. It's just that my mother is quite accomplished on the guqin, and I occasionally follow it. Listening to it, I learned a few. Today’s one was taught to us by our mother. It’s—”

When he said this, his voice paused, and he only smiled and looked at the man on the grass.

Qin Zheng didn't say anything after hearing what he said, so he asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Fang never mentioned this matter again, and lay side by side with her, watching the clouds come and go above the blue sky, and said, "Qin Zheng, I like living here too."

Qin Zheng squinted his eyes, enjoying the smell of the fresh mountain breeze on his nose, the scent of green grass, and the coolness of the mountain spring water. It was really comfortable.

Seeing that Qin Zheng didn't answer him or speak, Lu Fang looked sideways.

She... fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)