Lu Zhishan naturally knew which time Mu Nanzhi was referring to. Now he hooked his lips and smiled, and walked over to straighten Mu Nanzhi's cloak.

Mu Nanzhi was too busy to jump two steps to dodge, and looked around, whispering blushingly: "This is still outside, you are not allowed to use your hands."

Lu Zhishan smiled and did not speak, and the two men walking slowly behind Mu Nanzhi.

Early in the spring of April, the weather was light, and the weeping willows on the river pulled out new green leaves. The evening wind blew through, poplars, and slender wickers gently patted the river water. Poplars fell on the water. With the water flowing slowly to an unknown distance, it was very gentle.

"Yang Hua is really beautiful and fluttering," Mu Nanzhi stopped, stood by the river, his eyes moved along with Yang Hua on the river, and he said with emotion to Lu Zhishan, "Such a beautiful flower, Why did you carry the notoriety of water-based poplar? "

"Yanghua flows by the water, there is no qualitative, so the ancients used Yanghua to compare restless women." Luzhishan said.

"What's wrong with Yanghua flowing by the water? Is it because it has fallen into the water, and isn't the precious flower like a peony paeonia flowing like water?" Mu Nanzhi said angrily, "It must be again It was the old man who was full of food and had nothing to do, but the benevolent morality was full of male and female thieves. It was really hateful to have to pull down Yang Hua to do the back. "

"Yi is right." Lu Zhishan watched Mu Nanzhi's hair stained with Yang Hua, and he wanted to reach out and give her a sip, but he didn't feel like he was doing it, but his eyes were no more Can't do without Mu Nanzhi.

"What's more hateful is that the word Yang Yanghua is used to specifically describe the restless woman, but no one has accused the man of seeing a different mind what a flower, really angry," Mu Nanzhi turned and stared at Lu Zhishan. "Cousin, do you mean?"

"Yes, yes," Lu Zhishan could not help but pull his lips and said softly, "Look at the flowers and enjoy the scenery, but I didn't expect to see that I was full of breath, it seems that my cousin was wrong."

"I'll blame you wherever I go. I just said it casually." Mu Nanzhi was embarrassed again, feeling that he was really a trifle, while continuing to follow the man forward.

The sunset was tilted westward, pulling the man's shadow very long, and the man was born burly, so the shadow was wider, Mu Nanzhi kept walking in the man's shadow, she watched her steps step by step On the shadow of a man, my heart is sweet and warm, I really want to hold my cousin's hand.

"Cousin, it's getting dark, shall we find a small restaurant for dinner?" Mu Nanzhi stepped forward and ripped the man's sleeve, and did not let go again, while whispering, "I like to eat from southern Xinjiang. Snacks, exquisite and refreshing. "

Lu Zhishan asked, "Or the last one?"

Mu Nanzhi nodded in a hurry: "Well, last time I watched the lantern, I didn't try their shrimp dumplings well, I always wanted to come and try again."

"Okay, let's go there."

Lu Zhishan looked at the small white tender hand that was pulling his sleeve, and his heart was not so soft. He held the small white tender hand in his backhand and realized that Mu Nanzhi was struggling to shake it off. The child held it tighter, and said softly, "It's getting dark, no one can see."

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