When approaching Qingxi Village, Jiang Xiaoran was attracted by the beauty of a mountain forest.

Qingxi Village, as its name suggests, has a clear stream running through the entire village.

Although I haven't entered the village yet, I can see the stream gurgling through the dense forest next to the entrance of the village.

Under the sunlight, mottled light and shadow are formed through the green leaves.

The flowing crystal is translucent, bursting out with a nice ding-dong.

After a flash of light, it seems that there is mountain dust rolling in it, as if there will be a fairy in the mountain at any time.

Jiang Xiaoran ran to the stream, squatted down and held a hand of clear water.

He took a sip, and the aftertaste was sweet.

Immediately, he wiped his lips with the back of his hand: "What a treasure!"

Xie Yinxiang came over and said lukewarmly, "The water coming down from the mountain is cold, and Young Master Jiang is not afraid of stomach upset."

Jiang Xiaoran stood up, and under the sun, he smiled suavely.

"The benevolent man enjoys mountains, and the wise man enjoys water. I am Yaxing, so Miss Xie doesn't understand."

Xie Yinxiang was stunned when she heard the words.

The benevolent Leshan...

Why did she say the same thing as the boy who wrote the lantern letter?

However, this sentence is familiar to everyone. Maybe Jiang Xiaoran came across it at his fingertips, it was just a coincidence.

She figured it out in a flash, and muttered, "It's really not as good as Jiang Gongzi's understanding."

After speaking, Xie Yinxiang turned around and went to find Gu Nuoer.

The little man is picking flowers and plants in his hand, and skillfully weaving them into a wreath.

The first moment she made it, she ran to Ye Siming.

"Brother Siming, this is for you!"

Gu Nuo'er blinked her watery eyes, her skin was rubbed with a thin layer of red by sunlight, like natural rouge, which made her eyebrows and eyes more vivid.

Just as Ye Siming was about to reach for it, Qi Jingsheng asked, "What is it?"

Gu Nuo'er said softly: "It's a garland. This is for brother Siming. If you play with me, my sister will give you one later."

"Wow!" Qi Jingsheng's tone was somewhat envious: "Sister is amazing, can you touch the garland for me?"

Before Gu Nuo'er could speak, Ye Siming naturally gave him the garland.

Qi Jingsheng's hand slowly touched the flowers and grass above.

He liked it very much.

Gu Nuo'er watched helplessly, and grievances appeared in her jet-black eyes.

She turned around immediately and ran to the stream, like an angry little meat bun.

"I don't want to enter Qingxi Village anymore. I'll wait for you here. Sister Yinxiang and Brother Huarui, let's go!"

Xie Yinxiang hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, Nuo'er, they've all gone to the entrance of the village."

Gu Nuo'er crouched down, picked up a stone with her little hand, and threw it into the stream.

"I don't want to go."

Her small pink face was buried in her arms, and her soft black hair was obediently pressed against her cheek.

Let the whole little person reveal a kind of pitiful feeling.

Seeing this, Xie Yinxiang and Jiang Xiaoran were not good at persecuting the princess.

Just nodded.

Ye Siming had been standing not far away, frowning at the little guy's direction.

When the two of them came over, Ye Siming handed Qi Jingsheng over to Jiang Xiaoran.

"You go in first, I'll go see what happened to her."

Qi Jingsheng will be at the door of his house, his anxiety has faded away, and he will no longer pester Ye Siming who can give him a sense of security.

Then he nodded obediently: "Brother benefactor, all of you will come to my house to eat baked potatoes in a while!"

Jiang Xiaoran pulled his small shoulders: "Let's go."

Gu Nuo'er threw a small stone into the water.

She muttered in her pink lips, "Hmph, I must break off with Brother Siming for an hour!"