Shanhedu

Chapter 31 "You have no money, I don't want to go with you anymore"

Ling Xiao squinted his vigilant eyes to check around, Jun He shrank behind his back, Ling Xiao could still feel his small hands pinching his clothes.

When the wind blows and the grass moves, the little crane hangs its long neck peacefully and pecks among the flowers, and there are no dark shadows around.

Jun He moved away from behind him, and raised his head to meet Ling Xiao's cold eyebrows, "Brother, what do you see?"

Ling Xiao raised his hand, stroked Jun He's head, and shook his head slightly.

"I was wrong." The big palm took Junhe's bright wrist.

"Xiaohe has almost eaten, you call it, come back to the room with us."

"Eh... Goo~"

The slender neck emerged from the flowers, and the poor little crane wailed.

Where does it almost eat?It obviously only pecked at two bugs!

But the innocent Junhe is obedient to Ling Xiao.

With a sound of "Oh", he called Xiaohe back to the room, and Ling Xiao turned around with him the next moment.

He didn't give Junhe the chance to leave his palm and hug Xiaohe.

"Egu..." Little Master Junhe, you have been fooled, do you know...

Banzhubizhuang has no shortage of bamboo. A few Xiaoxiang bamboos are used for decoration outside the wing room. The windows of the wing room are made of thin bamboo as window lattices. The teapots and cups on the table are also made of bamboo. Even the bean green curtains on the bed are embroidered with bamboo leaves with gold thread.

Jun He was not in the mood to sleep, and sat leaning on Ling Xiao's shoulder boredly.

Holding Xiaohe in his arms, he squeezed the pastry on the table with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ling Xiao, who was leaning on him at the side, flipped through the only book on his body by candlelight, with deep eyes. The content in this book is simple, but the great principles contained in it can make people think for a long time.

Ling Xiao occasionally tilted his head, occasionally glanced at what Jun He was doing, and after reading that chapter in the book, he finally supported Jun He's head and made him sit up straight.

He is going to teach Xiaolancao Jing.

The first step in Mr. Ling's lecture was to put the little things in Jun He's arms aside.

Xiaohe and Ling Xiao, who fluttered their wings in protest, met eyes, one angry and the other disgusted, but unfortunately neither could understand the other.

In the Bizhuang study room, the set of pens and inks given to them by the young master Ban Shengping asked Ling Xiao to bring them over for use, and the exquisite purple bamboo script was held in Jun He's hands.

Ling Xiao studied the ink himself, and after finishing the research, he taught Junhe to dip it in the ink evenly, and wrote it on the rice paper stroke by stroke.

The big hand held the small hand and wrote less than a line of words, and Jun He begged Ling Xiao for mercy with his eyebrows curled up.

"Brother, writing is so difficult, Miao Miao really doesn't want to write anymore." A little bitter melon face made Ling Xiao want to laugh.

Little Lancaojing still had pastry crumbs hanging from his mouth, Ling Xiao was quite helpless, he raised his hand to wipe off the corner of his mouth, and talked to him again.

"Learn more words today, and you will be able to understand books in the future. Miao Miao sees whose children don't read?"

Jun He was discouraged, and lay on the table with his mouth pouted, not caring about the wet ink stains on the green sleeve.

Looking at it, Ling Xiao hurriedly raised his sleeve to take the rice paper away, and when he turned his head, he heard his little orchid spirit muttering.

"Miao Miao is not a child, Miao Miao is almost as tall as her elder brother.

Miao Miao doesn't want to read the book either, she has to recite the book to her brother after she understands it, it's so annoying...huh..."

Ling Xiao wrinkled the corners of his eyes, pursed his lips and chuckled, and pinched the sunken place on the back of Jun He's neck with his thumb and index finger behind him.

"Brother won't make it difficult for Miao Miao. Today, I will just write a three-character scripture. Miao Miao, is that okay?"

He looked at Junhe's eyes shining, then sat up, picked up the small script on the celadon pen holder, "Okay!"

Jun He is afraid of reading and writing. Ling Xiao has already taught him to recite more than half of the "Three Character Classic" along the way. For Jun He, it is acceptable for him to write a word silently.

Jun He held the slender and exquisite lowercase script, only feeling the coolness at his fingertips, but he couldn't describe other feelings.

Ling Xiao put one hand on the outside of his arm, and his broad chest and arms half-wrapped Junhe, guiding him to draw horizontally and vertically.

He was very focused and spared three minutes to be alert outside, until Jun He finished writing a word but did not see any movement outside.

Leading Junhe to take off his clothes and fall asleep, he didn't expect to fall into the trap of others in silence.

Early the next morning, Ling Xiao woke up first, and touched Jun He's hand outside the thin quilt, a bone-chilling chill crept into his heart, Ling Xiao hurriedly and quietly held his little hand and put it under the quilt to warm up.

Packing up the baggage alone, the set of Four Treasures of the Study was also carried by Ling Xiao.

It was bright outside the wing room, Ling Xiao pushed open the window, and then tiptoed to the head of the bed to call Junhe to get up.

Unexpectedly, Jun He seemed to be possessed by evil today. When Ling Xiao gently shook him awake, Jun He's eyes made him feel that something was wrong the moment he opened his eyes.

In the past, when Jun He woke up, he would be as docile as the morning light, sticking softly to Ling Xiao's side and refusing to move.

Unlike this morning, what is the situation with this expression that can be called "impatient" or even "bored"?

Ling Xiao thought it was because he didn't sleep well last night, and raised his head to touch Xiao Lancao Jing's head to comfort him, but before his palm touched him, Jun He beat him aside with a cold face.

Facing Ling Xiao's puzzled eyes, he said quietly, "Don't touch me."

The tone was quite unpleasant, Ling Xiao frowned, what happened to Junhe?

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Xiaohe flying onto the table, and smiled at Junhe again with a deep thought, "Xiaohe is also awake, Miao Miao, do you want to take him outside to eat worms?"

He thought that this would make Jun He less angry about getting up, but Jun He's answer made the corners of his brows tighten even more.

Jun He, who was sitting on the bed and staring at the table, moved the corners of his mouth slowly, "Who wants to hug that goose, it's so ugly."

……

"Ego!!"

Hearing this, the little crane with its neck down and pecking suddenly flew towards Jun He on the bed with its wings fluttering. Seeing this, Ling Xiao quickly stretched out his hand to stop the little crane before he pounced on the bed.

Hugging Xiaohe with both hands, her mind couldn't stop running, what's going on with Miaomiao?

Suddenly losing his temper, even Xiaohe became the target of his attack.

He looked at the back of Xiaohe's oval head in puzzlement, and then found that Xiaohe also turned his head to look at himself.

……

One person and one crane stared at each other with big eyes, and finally Ling Xiao sent it to the window, letting the little crane eat the worms.

Turning around, staring at the indifferent Jun He with deep eyes, she asked him softly.

"We're on our way, Miao Miao, go outside with my brother to say goodbye to the people at Bizhuang, okay?"

After finishing speaking, I saw Jun He raised his head mechanically to meet Ling Xiao's thin face, and said something that he didn't expect with a cold expression.

"I don't want to go with you, I want to stay here."

For a moment, the astonished Ling Xiao didn't know how to ask Jun He why he didn't go with him.

In an instant, Ling Xiao heard himself speaking without thinking.

"Why don't you want to go with me?"

Ling Xiao tried his best to avoid the answers he already had in his heart, but he never believed that Miao Miao, who was never afraid of suffering, would say such words.

It's a pity that Ling Xiao was wrong.

The next moment, the expressionless Jun He said the answer he didn't want to admit without thinking.

"Following you, it's too hard, you can't eat delicious food, you can't live in a comfortable house, and you have to be hunted down.

You don't have money, I don't want to continue to suffer. "

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Ling Xiao lay on the ground, holding Jun He's thigh who was going back to Immortal Valley, crying bitterly, "No!!..." (There should be a BGM Yijianmei here)

The little crane sitting on the side flickered its wings, "The way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the heavens spare~Egu~"