The boy in the hall looked out at the hall, hanging a straw curtain and shaking gently. The cold wind blowing from behind made people unconsciously want to tighten their clothes. Even in spring, the weather is still not warm.

A girl in a commoner in the yard was shakingly walking past the hall with a bucket of water. Zhuge Ying was also much taller than a year ago. The girl of this age was when she grew taller.

She carried the wooden barrel through the porch, looking like she was about to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

When passing by the yard, the girl turned her head and looked at the yard.

A tree was planted in the yard. When the tree was planted last year, it was only as tall as hers, but this year it was several heads taller than her.

Her eyes were ecstatic, and she looked at the tree, and the leaves were green, and there were yellow and white spots. I don’t know whether it was last night or when, but the tree blossomed. When she was a small tree, she didn’t expect that the tree blossomed so beautifully.

The buds among the leaves draw white petals and stretch out, revealing the pale yellow stamens in the middle. You can smell the fragrance from the flowers when you stand on the corridor.

The wind blew across the trees, causing a fine and light sound to be heard among the trees.

"Brother Zhong, uncle!" The girl should have reacted, put down the wooden barrel, and called out to the thatched hut.

Zhuge Liang in the hall did not move, and shook his fan safely. He had long been used to his little sister's surprise. I think it was a trivial matter, and my uncle would go to see it.

Sure enough, footsteps slowly came from behind the thatched hut. Zhuge Jun walked to the corridor in a short shirt and smiled helplessly as he looked at Zhuge Ying.

"Little sister, what's wrong?"

"Brother, look, the tree is blooming!" Zhuge Ying had already run into the yard and stood under the tree and said happily.

"Oh, is that?" Zhuge Jun raised his eyes and looked at the tree. It was indeed blooming, and he smiled: "It looks very good."

Zhuge Ying put the tip of her nose close to the flowers. The flowers were very fragrant, making her nose turn red.

"Ah!"

The girl under the tree sneezes.

"Little sister, be careful." Zhuge Jun on the corridor said in a gentle voice with a smile: "Don't get so close."

Listening to the laughter coming from the yard, Zhuge Liang raised his eyebrows, why did his uncle and younger sister have also had a fight with him.

Shaking his head, lying in the hall, continuing to flip through the pages, what can I be so happy?

"Brother Zhong, the tree is blooming."

The little girl in the yard called him again.

"I understand." Zhuge Liang looked at the book that was erected in front of him, shook the fan, and replied absent-mindedly.

I sighed in my heart and it was just a flower, but I didn’t see it before.

He had no choice but to his younger sister.

And wait.

Zhuge Liang stopped the fan in his hand and his face paused.

Which tree bloomed?

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Zhuge Ying looked at the hall behind the straw curtain, and there was no movement for a while, and pouted.

Brother Zhong is really, he can only lie in the hall to read books.

Before she could turn around, the straw curtain in the hall moved, and then the curtain was slowly lifted open by a young man in white clothes.

The boy looked into the yard and asked.

"The tree is blooming?"

Zhuge Ying's pouting mouth suddenly loosened.

He smiled and moved away from his body standing in front of the tree.

"It's open, brother Zhong, look."

The flowers and trees behind the girl moved lightly in the wind, the branches and leaves swayed, and a few petals were blown down and flew down from the tree. The petals were white, and the sunlight shone on it as if it could pass through, floating in the air for a while, falling among the soil.

Standing in front of the hall, the boy looked at the flower trees and chuckled.

"It's pretty pretty."

In the courtyard, flowers and leaves are shaking gently.

After breakfast, Zhuge Ying sat in front of the door and waited.

There is a small road at the end of the distant mountain. Occasionally, there will be carriages passing by. Whenever there are carriages passing by, she will stand up and tiptoe to see.

Let’s see if the carriage and horses will stop, and if a person wearing white clothes and a hat will walk down, but every time the carriage and horses will leave, or the person who comes down from above is not the one who comes down.

"Little sister, go and wait in the house."

At noon, Zhuge Jun took the farm tools and was preparing to go down the field. When he saw his younger sister guarding the door, he patted her head and said.

"It's okay, I'd better see if Mr. Gu forgets the way."

Zhuge Ying sat on the steps, shook her legs, and smiled at the path below the mountain.

"You." Zhuge Jun shook his head and sighed, without saying anything: "If you are tired, go back to the house. If Mr. Gu comes, I will watch it."

He was helpless about his younger sister's appearance, and he could only blame them for doing their own things and leaving them alone.

There are not many families nearby, which makes me not even a playmate. I am very sensible. If it were an ordinary child, I would have already cried and made a fuss.

Zhuge Jun walked in the fields, looked at the mountain road, sighed, waved his hoe and fell into the soil and flipped over.

I hope Mr. Gu can really come back.

Who knows, what I said a little a year ago may have been forgotten.

Zhuge Liang did not lie in the hall to read a book today, but rolled up the straw curtain and sat under the eaves in front of the hall.

Sitting here, you can see the flowers and trees in the yard.

In fact, he didn't know if the teacher would come back. If he came, he would just sweep the bed to greet him. If he didn't come, he would just think that the teacher would forget.

He sat here just because he was sitting under the flower tree reading, and he had a different meaning of leisure.

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"Shop two cakes."

"Okay, two copper plates."

"Give."

"Oh, your cake."

Two people, one big and one small, were walking on the road on the street.

The big one was wearing white clothes. It was not raining, but she was wearing a hat and carrying a box about half a person tall on her back. She didn't know what it contained inside.

The little one was carrying a sword, and it seemed that he was just a teenage girl, dressed plainly, holding the corner of the person in front of him with his hands.

"Give it to Qi'er." Gu Nan handed a cake in his hand to Lingqi.

I touched my arms and there were five copper plates, and I didn’t need to count them, and I could clearly see them by touching them.

It was only after she left Chen Liu that she found that she had no money on her body. It would be fine if she was the only one who went on the road without eating or drinking, but she could only find a way to get some food with Lingqi.

This made the journey much slower. It took almost half a month to walk, but I had just passed Yingchuan.

I don't know how long it will take for this little money...

Gu Nan's head was a little black and he had no money, so he knew that it was difficult to do things. The ancients really did not deceive me. (In fact, the ancients never said such words.)

"Master." Lingqi took the cake and asked, "Where are we going?"

Gu Nan didn't know whether he was laughing or something and pulled his mouth: "Nanyang."

There is still half the way to go.

In addition to meeting two other friends, she also hopes to meet Zhuge Liang.

If possible, she also hopes that he can help her in the future.
Chapter completed!