That little fly

Chapter 15 Little Brother Ah Zhao Part [-]

Ji Zhao pulled Shui Qingqian, and Shui Qingqian threw away the broken and dead butterflies, showing off his achievements in the wild on the mountain.

Shui Qingqian picked up two long-stemmed leaves from the ground, and handed one to Ji Zhao, "Let's play Le Dabao, if you lose, I will flick your head."

Ji Zhao held the leaves, "How to play?"

Shui Qingqian was secretly delighted, he knew it!

Just chatting, he realized how pitiful the life of brother Azhao was. He had never climbed a tree, touched a fish, fed crickets, or dug ants... Life is simply too miserable.

Shui Qingqian had the upper hand, and flicked Ji Zhao's three brains one after another, all kinds of complacent. On the fourth one, Ji Zhao looked at the petiole in his hand, his luck was shocked, and the big treasure in Shui Qingqian's hand was crushed. Shocked.

"Ouch." Shui Qingqian sat down.

Ji Zhao picked him up, "I won this time, what should I do?"

Shui Qingqian rubbed her buttocks, rolled her eyes, and wanted to play tricks, "Let's not play this anymore, I will teach you how to play the leaf whistle."

"No, we have to start and end." Ji Zhao was not fooled.

Shui Qingqian shook her fingers, trying to make a deal, "Then you are older than me, so it's not fair for you to play me. You are not allowed to use force...uh, and you can't use your right hand, index finger, or middle finger..."

Ji Zhao raised his hand, so frightened that Shui Qingqian grinned and closed his eyes, still not at ease, "You have to be gentle, don't use force."

Ji Zhao looked at the little heron in front of him, his eyebrows were painted in ink, and his face was like a peach petal. Although he was still young and his description was not fully developed, he was as delicate as a work of art from head to toe, without a single flaw.

A little fly?

She leaned over and pressed a kiss on his forehead lovingly.

"Huh?" Shui Qingshen opened her eyes and touched her forehead strangely.

"It's even. Aren't you going to teach me to whistle the leaf?" Ji Zhao smiled.

Shui Qingqian dropped the inexplicable words just now, and in a blink of an eye, she focused on the leaf whistle, bouncing around, "Okay, I'll take you to pick the leaves quickly."

Shui Qingqian led Ji Zhao to go crazy in the woods, holding the big treasure and blowing the grass whistle. The two of them didn't catch crickets, but caught a longhorn beetle. Shui Qingqian even made a straw cage specially.I went up the tree and picked a lot of fruits that were there or not. I don't know if I can eat them or not, so that's all.Seeing that the sun was beginning to set to the west, Ji Zhao returned with Qingshui, who was too tired to walk on his back.

"Brother Ah Zhao, this puppy is for you." Shui Qingqian wove it out of foxtail grass and handed it to Ji Zhao in front of him.

"Thank you. It's really like it. Who taught you?"

"It's mom."

"Huh? This is the first time I heard Luzi mention her mother."

Shui Qingqian lay on Ji Zhao's back and stuck out her tongue quietly, "Uh, mom... and grandpa and grandma... went to a very, very far place together."

"Oh." Ji Zhao thought he understood.

After a while, Ji Zhao spoke again. "Do you miss her?"

Shui Qingqian actually doesn't want to, see you every day, what do you think?However, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird.Luzi turned her eyes around, but did not answer directly, "Mom said that no matter where she is, there will always be eyes looking at me in the sky." This is Mrs. Shui's explanation after Luzi was mischievous and got into trouble when he was a child. In order to deter the son and establish the authority of the parents.Shui Qingqian was often fooled, and he took the initiative to confess and was lenient countless times. It was not until he was five years old, and after he knew how to annihilate criminal evidence, that he realized that he had been deceived before.

"Your mother is very kind."

"Of course!" Shui Qingqian said arrogantly, "A child with a mother is a treasure, but a child without a mother is a grass."

Ji Zhao stumbled.

"Brother Ah Zhao?"

"Is this a nursery rhyme?" Ji Zhao's nose was a little bit astringent.

"My mother sang it to me. Brother Azhao, do you want to listen?"

"Okay."

"Only a mother is good in the world. A child with a mother is a treasure. With a mother's embrace, happiness cannot be enjoyed... In the world, only a mother is good. A child without a mother is a grass. Without a mother's embrace, where can happiness be found..."

The immature voice echoed lonely in the woods, Shui Qingqian sang, but Ji Zhao didn't speak again.After a while, Shui Qingqian also stopped and stopped making noise. He hugged Ji Zhao's neck and pillowed it on his shoulder. After a while, he said softly, "Brother Azhao, no matter where my mother goes, she will Keep a pair of eyes watching you in the sky."

"Ah."

"So we have to be obedient and happy every day."

"Ah."

Shui Qingqian lay on Ji Zhao's back, looking at Ji Zhao's side face, it was a young and mature face.After a while, the bird stretched its neck and kissed little brother Ji Zhao's face, which was comforting.

In the second half of the journey, Shui Qingqian fell asleep on Ji Zhao's back.

Ji Zhao lifted Luzi up with his back on his back, and looked sideways at the face of the little cat, a little Luzi with slender feelings and understanding.

Obviously, today the Imperial Navy Gang is divided into two groups. The first group sent Ji Zhao to deal with Luzi, and the first group sent the general to deal with Cheng Jing himself.The subordinates were probably divided into two groups. One group spent a day playing cards in the manor with all the Cheng family sailors, including the owner and his wife; the other group had never been seen, and they were probably busy investigating the island. Upside down.

It is hard to say whether the operation was successful or not.

Ji Zhao came back with Shui Qingqian on his back.Shui Qingqian's golden and jade-filled red envelopes were scratched by the branches in the forest, and her dirty face showed that she hadn't been less naughty all day. She slept on someone's back in a mess, drooling, That's called frankness.Ji Zhao's image was not much better, which surprised those who knew him well.Well, it seems that Ji Zhao takes good care of people, and the relationship between the two is obviously harmonious, and it is estimated that their friendship is improving rapidly.But Luzi's mind is hard to guess, his own father didn't even dare to vouch for his son's character, I really don't know if this little brother who seems to have a relatively stable personality will be bullied by Luzi in the future and leave a psychological shadow What.

Cheng Jing is not stingy in all kinds of things, and looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

The natural dock where the 'Wind Spirit' was moored was uncovered by Shao Mingchuan's soldiers early this morning, maybe last night.Today, when the general was listening to the report, the resonant voice of the personal soldier almost deafened Cheng Jing's ears.

What is a suspected dock?

What is natural geography, excellent location?

Why is this small island suitable for shipbuilding?

——This is all intentionally for Cheng Jing to hear.

Well, Cheng Jing already understood that Shao Mingchuan was quite certain.To the great general it mattered little whether the boat was found or not, or even whether there was evidence.People like Shao Mingchuan, once determined, will not be swayed by any other obstacles.Besides, who is Cheng Jing!It was the general's expectation that he couldn't catch him. If Cheng Jing left a full head of braids, and his methods were so clumsy that he would be found out if he checked casually, then Shao Mingchuan really had to doubt it.After all, Fei Tian'er's name is not for nothing.

Therefore, after Shao Mingchuan listened to the report, he stopped acting with Cheng Jing at all.After breakfast, he took Cheng Jing directly to Sizhitang, drew a rough sketch of the appearance of the "Spirit of the Wind" with a brush, and then described the spirit of the Wind as he was flying against the wind when he was on the sea. , which is full of praise.

Cheng Jing stood beside him with a stiff face, and if he didn't have to be tense, the beauty in his heart was about to bloom.The Spirit of the Wind is Cheng Jing's debut work, and it is also a work of painstaking effort. It has been praised by people in the industry. This kind of praise is different from the appreciation from the owner of the Water Village. It feels like meeting a confidant over wine, understand?But no matter how happy he was, Cheng Jing would be tense.Where to coax children?Give him two sweet dates and try to abduct him.Cheng Jing was arrogant and arrogant, even if he was beaten to death, Shao Mingchuan could still eat him?

Shao Mingchuan didn't know whether to cry or laugh. When he admired the performance of the small boat, Cheng Jing's eyes shone brightly. If it had a tail, it could be seen from three miles away.But when it came to specific technical details, Cheng Jing played all kinds of fools for him.

However, it is not completely different.

"I think, for the specific situation, we should go back and have a good talk with Faber. I provided ideas. With Faber's technology and the financial resources of the Imperial Navy, at least we can try to sail against the wind, right?"

"Renew the sails?" Cheng Jing curled his lips, acting like a second-rate profiteer, "Then the price of the new boat will have to be increased by [-]% at least."

Shao Mingchuan's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Then it's settled."

Just let go, lest he won't admit anything.

In the evening, the host and the distinguished guests had dinner together, and Shui Qingqian was picking up the bacon meatballs in the bowl, but he had no appetite.Regardless of being under the same roof, you haven't seen your mother and father all day.Just now in the woods he said he didn't want to, and when he woke up after playing tired, he didn't have his mother's arms to give him a crooked look, he didn't see his father teaching him how to draw, and he didn't have Wei Wu to play with him, the mood of the little bird was so gloomy .

After barely killing the meatballs one by one, Luzi put down his chopsticks and stopped.

"Why don't you eat?" Ji Zhao stared at him for a long time.

Shui Qingqian plays on her own, so she doesn't bother to care about others.

"What's the matter?" Shao Mingchuan also put down his chopsticks. As the head of the family in the General's Mansion, the General felt that the child's behavior must be stopped.He looked at Cheng Jing.

An older single male youth: ┑(￣Д￣)┍

Shao Mingchuan (▼ヘ▼#)

Alright alright.Cheng Jing bit the bullet and said, "Ahem, Heron?"

No matter how reluctant Shui Qingqian was, she still remembered that she had the heavy responsibility of protecting her. She raised her head and said wearily, "I don't want to eat."

Cheng Jing, "Oh." He relayed it to the nephew and uncle next to him, "He said he didn't want to eat it."

"..." This is Shao Mingchuan who has never seen such a spoiled parent.

"..." This is Ji Zhao who is pouting again.

Ji Zhao picked up a choy sum with his chopsticks and put it in Xiaoniao's bowl, coaxing, "Lu Zi, try this choy sum, it's sweet to chew."

"I don't want to." The little bird turned his head.

"Luzi." Ji Zhao called him calmly.

Luzi twisted unnaturally on the stool, probably remembering Azhao's brother's cruel hands.The first spanking in his life told him that this is not an easy bully.

"I can't eat green vegetables," Luzi turned his mind, and found an upright excuse, "Uh, it's because of religious belief."

Ji Zhao choked, "Believe, believe in religion? What religion do you believe in?"

The Chief of Haiphong: "Where did you come from to teach people not to eat green vegetables? Why don't I know?"

Shui Qingqian cleared his throat, and said convincingly, "Plants are also alive. Cherish the life of every plant. We cannot kill plants. This is the rule we teach."

"Hmph, I think it was taught by picky eaters." Ji Zhao ruthlessly exposed the little trick of clear water, and still love plants?In the woods, are you less likely to trouble those flowers and trees?

"Don't tell me, you are the only one in this religion."

Luzi was not happy, "Even if I built it myself, what's the matter? Some of them can not eat beef, pork, or all meat. Why can't I teach vegetables?"

"Hahaha..." Cheng Jing laughed loudly, picked up Shui Qingqian and hugged her in his arms, bang!Bah!Kissed the little cheek twice, "Son! You are a genius." Then, Cheng Jing quickly picked up the chopped green onion in the bowl, expressing in various noble and glamorous ways, "I was taught by the green onion."

It really is a father and son, a bear child that the bear parents are used to!

At night, it's time to sleep.

Shui Qingqian had all sorts of dislikes: "I don't want to sleep with you, falling asleep is like fighting a war."

Cheng Jing, "There are not enough rooms, son, do you want to sleep with the sailor?"

Ji Zhao sighed and carried the little bird away.Thinking that Ji Zhao had never served anyone in his life, but he seriously bathed little Luzi, combed his hair, and changed his clothes, doing it decently.

After washing with clean water, he was wearing a soft silk gown printed and dyed with small floral prints, rolled up the quilt, and rolled back and forth on the bed. In fact, what he wanted most was to sleep with his own mother. Of course, this is the time right now. Unrealistic.Compared with Cheng Jing, Brother Azhao is obviously more interested in Luzi.In the afternoon, the friendship has grown by leaps and bounds. Luzi has already designated Ji Zhao as his own country, and Uncle Cheng Jing is an 'outsider'.

"Father's sleeping appearance is terrible." He also brought a complaint.

Ji Zhao thought about it. When he saw Luzi last night, his hair was frizzy, like a bird's nest. How dare he say that other people sleep differently?

The little bird had rolled into a mess on the bed.

"Okay, lie down honestly." Ji Zhao wrapped Luzi in a blanket, and lay down himself. The posture was well-behaved. With a jade pillow on his head, his hair wouldn't even be messed up when he slept.

"Brother Ah Zhao, can you tell stories?" Luzi poked his head out from under the quilt, like a chick with its shell broken.

"What does Luzi want to hear?" Ji Zhao patted one hand gently, coaxing the child to sleep like a god, this was the first time for Ji Zhao to experience it.No matter how young and mature he is, he is only 14 years old.

"I want to hear ghost stories." Luzi said.

Then in the middle of the night, did monsters come out of the closet again?Ji Zhao: "Not good, change to another one."

"That's about the hero in the green forest, who robs the rich and helps the poor." Luzi liked to play officers and soldiers and catch robbers since he was a child, and he was cute as a robber.

Praising a group of bandits who robbed houses, there must be a group of stupid officers and soldiers in the story, so stupid that there is no cure for it?Ji Zhao: "Take another one."

After a while, so long that Ji Zhao even thought that Luzi had fallen asleep, the little bird under the blanket chirped softly, "I miss my mother..."

Ji Zhao's arm tightened subconsciously.

As soon as the words come out, you regret it.In fact, he didn't really think about it very much, he just didn't see his parents for a day, and his heart was empty, as if he had to pester someone, complain a few words, act coquettishly, and beg for comfort.But acting like a baby is good on anyone, only Brother Azhao is not suitable.Although Luzi never asked, he vaguely guessed that Brother Azhao's mother might not be well.When he was in the woods during the day, he saw Ji Zhao's fragility.

Shui Qingqian doesn't know that kind of emotion is called sadness or fragility, but he can feel it, it must be a certain emotion that Brother Azhao rarely shows in front of others.It was a secret, and he had seen it, so he felt it was his duty to guard him carefully.

Lu Zi plunged into the quilt, feeling entangled in various ways, and was entangled when suddenly a singing voice came from the top of his head, "Narcissus flowers are fragrant, white flowers and green stems are pretty, they don't need soil or fertilizer, just drink water every day." Shimizu..."

Ji Zhao hummed softly. The voice of the young man who had changed his voice expressed a deep incongruity with the nursery rhyme, but it did not damage the tenderness in the singing, and comforted Luzi's little sadness. This was the only trick Ji Zhao knew.In Ji Zhao's limited memory about his mother, this was the song his mother sang when he was coaxing him to sleep.

Shui Qingqian raised his head to look at his brother Azhao, his expression was not the same as in the woods during the day, uh, there was a little bit, very light, more of another emotion, Shui Qingqian also said Not good, anyway, it will feel bitter, sweet and sour when mixed.

Shui Qingqian does not understand, that other emotion should be called happiness.

When his mother left, Ji Zhao was very young, but his memories of his mother were full of happiness.He wears clothes made by his mother and eats snacks made by his mother. His mother puts him to bed every night, sings to him, reads to him, and takes him out to play... Maybe, in the clear and shallow water It seems that this is an extremely ordinary daily life, but in Ji Zhao's world, it is wealth that he is proud to show off to others. Looking back, his mother was there smiling at him.Unlike others, poor, surrounded by a group of slaves.Mother?That is the existence that can only see two eyes when the morning and evening are calm.

Unfortunately, happiness is always so short-lived.Most of the time, Ji Zhao couldn't help but wonder, is it because he squandered all the happiness prematurely that his mother left so early?This cruel thought often tormented the young Ji Zhao.Fortunately, he is now 14 years old, and he is a real man. Even if his mother is alive, he needs to leave his mother and learn to fly alone.Therefore, that kind of suffering is worn away in the tenacity that belongs to a man, and gradually fades away.Therefore, Ji Zhao can now sing nursery rhymes, recall the happiness of his childhood, and comfort the lonely bird in his arms, just like making up for the regret that he longed for when he was a child but failed to get it.

Luzi was comforted, brother Azhao protected him like a real good brother, and fulfilled any unreasonable or even unreliable wishes of his.Although under such a topic, Luzi felt that Brother Azhao was the one who should be comforted.He reached out and hugged Ji Zhao's waist, Luzi patted lightly, "Brother Azhao, wait... When my mother comes back later, I will let my mother treat you as well as me. I will give half of my mother to you." You." Shui Qingqian was the greatest generosity in her life.

"Well, good." Ji Zhao bowed his head and kissed the top of the little bird's head, feeling sad for the ignorant Luzi.

"The song just now was really nice."

"I only know this one, my mother sings better."

"Brother Azhao," Luzi moved his lips, but he couldn't find any decent words of comfort. He just emphasized, "You...you want to be happy every day."

"Well, I know." Ji Zhao hugged the little bird and sighed softly, for himself, and even for the little heron whose mother has gone far, far away, "Mom is watching us from the sky, we can't let She worries."

Luzi felt a little guilty, he lied to Brother Azhao, especially about his mother.However, he didn't dare to tell the truth, at least he had to ask Uncle Cheng or Dad.

Guilt, guilt, Luzi fell asleep.

Ji Zhao also fell asleep with the bird in his arms.Then, this night, Ji Zhao finally understood what it means to sleep like a war.