"Liuyun, my brother's eyesight is stupid, I don't see anything special about that little girl, isn't she just an ordinary farm girl, she looks a little fairer, is there anything particularly pleasing about her?"
The young man's eyes were bright, and he smiled at the rare embarrassment of his junior brother, and the playful smile on his face became more and more.
The boy's eyes flashed, and the cute little girl like Yuxue appeared in his mind, and his heart couldn't help being soft.
"Madam Lin's adopted daughter is the one who gave me the flute at the flute appreciating banquet."
"You mean, this flute of yours was given by Mrs. Lin's adopted daughter?"
The young man was taken aback, slightly surprised.
"yes."
The young man stroked the bamboo flute in his hand, his eyes showed yearning.
"I heard that Mrs. Lin's adopted daughter, who was only five years old, could use this flute to play a song called Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix, attracting thousands of birds, hovering over the Weishui River, and staying there for a long time."
"As you put it, that little girl is indeed capable."
The young man was stunned: "Are you sure that the little farm girl just now is Mrs. Lin's adopted daughter?"
"I once saw a portrait of Miss Su in my teacher's study."
The young man's head is young, and the corners of his lips are curved charmingly: "It was drawn by Mrs. Lin herself. The image is lifelike and vivid, just like the girl just now."
"Hey, what a pity."
The young man's eyes showed annoyance: "If I knew it was her, I should also play a song and show my face in front of my junior sister."
"It's late, the boat has drifted away."
The young man was in a good mood, now it was him who teased the senior brother.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he reminded with a light smile: "The matter of my mentor accepting Miss Su as a closed disciple is still inconclusive. It's just Mrs. Lin's unilateral idea. If you see Miss Su, don't call her a junior sister. It's rude to the little girl."
"What's the matter with calling me a little junior sister?"
The young man didn't take it seriously: "The mentor is a great Confucianist in the world, and he is well-known outside. How many people have squeezed their heads and want to be the disciple of the mentor. Miss Su will definitely accept it and will never refuse."
"Be careful with your words."
"Hey, don't talk about this first."
The young man's right eyelid twitched wildly, with a bad premonition.
"If it's Miss Su who is singing on the boat, she doesn't know where she is going, and we can only stay in Woniu Village for one day, wouldn't we miss it and miss people?"
"Hi."
The young man sighed faintly, a little regretful.
"I hope not."
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"Sister, the song you sing is really nice."
The Wupeng boat drifts along the river~www..com~ The green hills on both sides of the bank are lush and full of flowers.
The little prince was holding the little leopard cub, with cheerful and melodious singing ringing in his ears, looking up at his sister with eyes full of adoration.
The elder sister at this moment, in the eyes of Xiaomengbao, is like a little fairy with a golden body, omnipotent.
"Xuan'er likes to listen to it. My sister will sing it to you later. Now, it's meal time and I'm hungry. Let's go fishing and stew fish soup."
Su Qingluo pampered the little cute baby's cheeks, took out a fishing rod from the storage ring as if by magic, hung it with fish food, and threw it into the water leisurely.
"Master, the river is rushing, and there are whirlpools at the bottom of the river. The fish are scared away, and there are no fish to catch."
Shitou squatted on the bow of the boat, feeling extremely bored, he wanted to talk to them, and answered them with a smile.
"My sister wants to fish, and she will definitely catch it."
The little prince believed his sister wholeheartedly, and refuted him with a pouty face.
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