Feng Heming

Chapter 125
"The sun is just right, go fishing with me."

As Jiang Yuanxi said so, he turned around and walked towards the stream next to the field.

Yue Huarong looked at the sky, the sun is scorching hot now, under such a sun, few people would like to fish, but he still smiled, "Okay."

When he came to the stream, Yue Huarong saw two bamboos on the ground, two balls of silk thread, two hooks, and two daggers on the ground.

He slightly raised his eyebrows, "Is this going to make a fishing rod by yourself?"

Jiang Yuanxi had already squatted down, picked up a bamboo by himself, without raising his head, "It's fun to fish like this."

Yue Huarong looked at her hairy head, shook his head and laughed, "Your fun is really weird."

Having said that, he also squatted beside her, picked up another bamboo, and skillfully tied the silk thread to the bamboo and put it on the hook.

Jiang Yuanxi let out a light "Huh", "It seems that you are beyond my expectation."

Yue Huarong laughed lowly, "That's really my honor."

While making the fishing rod, he explained to Jiang Yuanxi, "I used to make this kind of homemade fishing rod for my younger siblings and take them fishing."

Jiang Yuanxi carefully looked at his expression, and found that there was a touch of nostalgia in his expression, but he knew in his heart that a person who can keep the hatred of destroying his family in his heart and miss his relatives at home has a terrifying mind.

Because in this world, there is no longer anything that can scare them, and there is no one who can make them care.

Those who wear shoes are always afraid of bare feet.

I don't know how much Peng Zhuo, who is enjoying the glory and wealth, will regret it in the future.

Yue Huarong quickly finished the fishing rod. He picked up the dagger and walked far away. After a while, he returned to Jiang Yuanxi's side, and loosened the big leaf wrapped in his hand, revealing the earth dragon inside.

"Come on, I dug this next to the field."

Yue Huarong smiled and put the big leaf on the ground, picked up an earth dragon, hung it on the hook, sat on the ground recklessly, threw the fishing rod, and the hook sank in the water.

Jiang Yuanxi's movements were not slow, and he threw the hook into the water. When she also wanted to sit down, Yue Huarong stopped her.

"and many more!"

Jiang Yuanxi looked at him with puzzled eyes, and saw him take out a handkerchief from his arms, spread it carefully behind her, and said: "Okay, you can sit down now."

Jiang Yuanxi was startled, but he didn't refuse, and after sitting down, he laughed and said, "There's no need to be so particular about it."

If she was really particular, she would have ordered someone to prepare everything for her, even the low couch.

Yue Huarong looked at her seriously, "You deserve the best."

He looked at her fixedly, his eyes made Jiang Yuanxi feel that in his eyes, no one or anything was more important than her, and she was his most cherished treasure.

Jiang Yuanxi looked at him for a moment, then turned his head nonchalantly, looking at the fishing rod in the water, "Do you think we can catch fish?"

There is no swim bladder on the fishing rod. Even if a fish eats the bait, it is not known whether it has bit the hook or not.

Yue Huarong said leisurely: "It doesn't matter to me, what matters is who is fishing with me."

Jiang Yuanxi chuckled, "What if I want to eat fish today?"

Yue Huarong's leisurely expression disappeared, and he became serious, "Then you will definitely be able to eat fish today."

"Oh? Is that right? Okay, then I'll wait to eat the fish." Jiang Yuanxi curled his lips.

"Wu Niang, do you like steamed fish or grilled fish?" Yue Huarong asked softly while staring at the movement in the water seriously.

Jiang Yuanxi thought for a while, "I like sweet and sour pine nut fish."

Yue Huarong said softly, "Oh, then you have to wait, I haven't learned this dish yet."

Jiang Yuanxi smiled lightly, "What if I don't just like sweet and sour pine nut fish?"

Yue Huarong smiled softly: "Then let the cook make you other dishes you like, sweet and sour pine nut fish, you don't want to eat it, just wait and eat what I cook."

Jiang Yuanxi sighed, "That's really overbearing, it made me unable to eat sweet and sour pine nut fish for a long, long time."

"That's because I can only have this place for you to remember."

This whispered sigh, the sadness contained in it, actually made Jiang Yuanxi's heart ache.

She blinked to get rid of this strange feeling from her heart, she stopped talking and looked at the water surface quietly.

As if knowing Jiang Yuanxi's mood, Yue Huarong didn't say anything, the two fell silent for a while, but the atmosphere between them was not awkward, it was very natural.

"Hey, it seems that you can eat the fish today."

With a strong pull, Yue Huarong pulled the hook out of the water, where a fish was hanging alive and kicking.

Yue Huarong took the fish back, hung the earth dragon on the hook again, and threw the fishing rod into the water, but he carried the fish and walked downstream of the stream, "I'll go and clean up the fish, you are here Stay here."

Jiang Yuanxi watched Yue Huarong killing fish and scraping scales downstream, and remained silent.

Soon Yue Huarong came back with the cleaned fish and a bundle of dry branches in his hand, which he had just picked up.

"Wu Niang, give me the fire bag." Yue Huarong asked while fiddling with branches.

Jiang Yuanxi took out a fire pocket from his arms and handed it to him, and handed him a small jade bottle containing salt by the way, "Do you know that I brought a fire pocket?"

Yue Huarong shrugged, "You said you want to eat fish."

Jiang Yuanxi didn't ask any more questions, and quietly watched Yue Huarong light the fire, watched him grill the fish, and watched him pass the grilled fish to her, "Try it, my craftsmanship is pretty good, be careful of burning it."

Jiang Yuanxi took it, blowing the hot air on the fish, and when it was not so hot, he ate the fish in small bites.

Yue Huarong was sitting next to her, with one foot up, one hand resting on her chin, quietly watching her eat.

After Jiang Yuanxi finished eating the fish, she threw away the branch in her hand, stood up, patted her dress lightly, walked to the distance, and soon returned to Yue Huarong's side, lowered her head and said to Yue Huarong who was still sitting:
"It seems that during this period of time, my sister and the old bustard taught you very well. I was almost immersed in the friendship you deliberately created. Very good, you have to continue to study. The next time I come, it is when you enter the palace gone."

Jiang Yuanxi threw something in his hand to Yue Huarong, waved his hand, and left a sentence when he left: "The fish is delicious, and your craftsmanship is very good."

Yue Huarong caught the melon and fruit that Jiang Yuanxi threw to him, watched Jiang Yuanxi go away calmly, and smiled softly, but the laughter was just a bit of self-deprecating,
"When did I say this was a friendship I created on purpose? Do you think I'm showing you the tricks I've learned all this time?"

During these days, Yue Huarong found it difficult to fall asleep while lying on the bed in the dead of night. As long as he closed his eyes, the voices of his family members would appear in his mind. Want to destroy everything in the world.

Until one day, he forced himself not to think about his family anymore, and the figure of Jiang Wuniang just walked into his mind.

After that, every night before falling asleep, he would think about Jiang Yuanxi.

The scene when Jiang Yuanxi got along with him kept reappearing in his mind. After a few months, he could draw Jiang Yuanxi's voice and smile with his eyes closed.

At the same time, he also found that the unrealistic thoughts at the beginning had become deeply ingrained, and when he understood, he realized that his love was deeply rooted.

He didn't feel that this kind of emotion was wrong, because he knew very well what kind of person Jiang Yuanxi was. Inside, she was not a 12-year-old girl at all.

She has a powerful soul inside, both kind and cold, both affectionate and ruthless, she is calmer and more rational than those seventeen or eighteen-year-old ladies, and also smarter and cunning than seventeen or eighteen-year-old men.

She's so good, once you see her inside, it's hard not to fall in love with her.

"Fool, what a big fool pretending to be confused."

Yue Huarong whispered dotingly.

He looked at Jiang Yuanxi's back as he walked further and further away, and sang loudly.

"There are vines in the wild, and there are zero dews (tuán).

There is a beautiful person, Qing Yang Wanxi.

Encounter meets my wishes.

There are vines in the wild, with zero dew (ráng).

There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang.

Encounter, encounter, and Zikai Zang (zāng). "

When Jiang Yuanxi heard the singing voice coming from behind, he paused slightly, and continued to walk forward, leaving behind the singing voice that was blowing away with the wind.

　Yue Huarong was the first man to see Jiang Wuniang's inside.

　　And, when writing this chapter, I have been listening to "Wild Grass" sung by Liu Zhihan for a whole night, and it has become a new favorite recently. You can also listen to it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)