Ling Qing sent Wen Jun to take care of plants, animals and birds in the mountains after checking her homework.
"It’s a master!"
Wen Jun smell speech face still no expression line a ceremony slowly recede.
With this period of time, doing morning and evening classes together, influenced by his Taoist rhyme, Wen Jun also gradually chanted classics.
I don’t say a word every day, but I also say a word or two from time to time.
After all, her perception is quite high and she is also very sensitive to changes in the surrounding atmosphere.
Extremely vulnerable to external influences.
Even before, although everyone in the village knew her life experience and had some pity for her.
But in the end, that kind of pity has somewhat stimulated her young mind.
And there are also some leather children who don’t speak openly and spit out some hurtful words to make her even more silent.
Nowadays, there is less red dust in the mountains, and some spiritual plants and Swiss beasts naturally have a wider mind on weekdays.
See her trotting all the way to the Taoist temple and running straight to Taoshan.
She likes it there very much.
"Yo yo ~"
After seeing her, a group of sika deer with antlers on their heads came out of the forest and kept drilling into her arms.
Wen Jun felt a little itchy by the heat in their mouth, and he couldn’t help but dodge aside and push it with his little hand.
Although I didn’t laugh, I had a smile on my face.
Compared with the previous expression, it really changed a lot.
After frolicking for a while, a tall sika deer came up to her and bent over.
After Wen Jun sat down, he took the deer and walked steadily to the mountain.
"shua shua ~"
The peach tree wind in Manshan automatically shakes off the petals on the branches, paving a flower path.
The sika deer accompanied by fluttering petals carried her to inspect all the vegetation in Taoshan.
"chirp … chirp …"
In a short time, several magpies flew in and chirped on the antlers.
Then from time to time, animals emerged from the forest and watched them quietly.
Wen Jun picked a small book from his waist and held it in his hand. From time to time, he looked at the surrounding trees.
This is the nature before Lingqing, and the burning spells were all cleared by him.
Now it is recorded by Wen Jun as a note.
Because she can not write much, she draws some pictures of nature, plants and animals.
But it also conforms to the original natural meaning.
With a wave of his sleeve, Gu Dingling Qing swept away the water mirror suspended in the middle of the middle school and turned to look at Sangu.
"I wonder if Third Aunt ever felt relieved?"
"Daqing does not view, view the Lord …"
"Where is the third aunt? Call me Daqing."
Lingqing heard her so hurriedly stopped and said
It’s not that he wants to sweep his majesty, but it’s really unnecessary to have people call him Guan Zhu.
He doesn’t care if everyone wants to call him anything except for formal occasions.
"That daqing is really thank you."
Three gu hesitated a also changed his mouth to a face of gratitude and said
Not only Wen Jun, but also a lot has changed since she came here.
The original bitter yellow cheeks are ruddy, and some gray hair is not anti-black, but it doesn’t look as haggard as before.
In her view, all this is thanks to Lingqing’s natural gratitude.
"Where’s the third aunt? In two years, Wen Jun is almost longer. It’s also a hindrance to study then."
It was the third aunt who worried that Wen Jun was not suitable for mountain life that gave up her face to ask Lingqing.