Chapter 216: [Unscheduled serialization of children] children

This is Nanshan, which has always been known for its beautiful scenery and wonderful scenery. It’s rare to have a spring and sunny day. A dozen young children dressed in Chinese costumes, with songs, Ji Yun and servants, walked down the carriage in a mighty manner. Looking at the mountains and forests that I don’t know, I’m a white-skinned teenager:
People and mountains are quiet, good places.

He turned to a beautiful Chinese teenager on the right side and said with a smile: "Su Jing, I heard that you insisted on coming here, so you have your sweetheart?" Su Jing smiled softly, he looked up at the layers of forest, low The voice said: "Is it sweetheart?" When he read this, he smiled slowly and his look was quite complicated.
At this moment, a handsome young boy shouted: "Go." He was obviously the leader of these people. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone immediately quieted down, followed him and climbed up the mountain road.
While climbing the mountain, the teenagers talked about poetry, but they were quite elegant. Occasionally there is a good word for export, and the accompanying singers raise the whistle and play it out. The melodious music is floating in the mountains. When the music is leisurely and the laughter is endless, a young boy shouts loudly: "The eyes and lakes are beautiful." He prepared a full, but only married a poem.
After reading it, he held his head and sighed for a long time. He turned and asked: "How do you say the next sentence?" He asked, and several laughter came out at the same time. Among these laughter, the laughter of a milky voice is particularly harsh.
The teenagers glimpsed and brushed their heads. I saw the mountainous path on the left side, and in the layers of leaves, there was a fascinating figure. The young boy of the poem wrote a sigh of relief and said, "Which child is laughing here?" The sound of a singer came from a loud voice, "The sky is not a hero, my basil is innocent." When the tender sings came, the white horse appeared in front of everyone.
Originally, the teenagers were very dissatisfied with this unprovoked person, with a little anger. At this moment, when I saw this child, I was brushing my eyes. Those who sing the songs, they are even lower cheers. If the owner didn't move, they were afraid of a slam.
What appeared in front of them was a child of three or four years old. This child's skin is white and tender, his eyes are clear, and his eyes are very beautiful. The most amazing thing is that he has a pair of oblique long phoenix eyes, and the hope is sparkling and quite romantic.
Such a small child has already had the beauty of a generation. The most difficult thing is that the beauty is the ultimate, but the child is extremely noble and calm, and everybody sees it. This is definitely not a woman's beauty. No one will doubt his gender. I have encountered such a beautiful child here. It seems that this mountain is full of green, because of his arrival, it has aroused a few magnificent colors.
When everyone looked at dementia, the child was dissatisfied with a white eye. But he is so cute, this white-eyed woman can't help but laugh down. At this moment, the young boy of the poem smiled and said: "It turned out to be a child. You don't know poetry. What do you think of taking out the poems of your grown-ups?" The child raised his chin and said with a milky voice: "Who said that I don't know poetry? The two sentences just now are my own."
In an exclamation, the child was upset. He touched his own back of the skull and said: "Father said, the need to publicize is not too powerful, how can I forget to be modest?" His voice is not small, everyone first glimpsed, and burst into tears. Su Jing has been staring at this child, vaguely, he saw a familiar shadow in this child.
In the sneer of everyone, he stepped forward and looked at the child with concern. He said softly: "How can you ride alone on this wild mountain? How about going back, let your family worry about it." When he paused, he couldn't help but ask: "Who is your mother?" The child turned over and the watery eyes of the phoenix slid. He smiled at Su, revealing a small white tooth. "Well, I should go back. I said I have to wait for my father to return home."
After all, he did not answer the words of Su Jing, driving two sounds, and he was willing to return to the road. Looking at the figure of the little man going farther and farther, the women were crying out loud and low at the moment. "A beautiful child" "I don't know who is it?" In the laughter, only Su actually looked at the little one. A small figure, for a moment, he shook his head and smiled.
After half an hour, a carriage stopped and several guards raised Wang Hong, who was in the carriage, and walked up from another mountain road. "Lang Jun?" When Wang Hong suddenly stopped, a guard opened his mouth inexplicably. At the same time, he followed Wang Hong's gaze and looked ahead.
This time, the guards smiled and smiled. He said with joy: "It’s a small lang." He said, he couldn’t control his footsteps and ran towards the little figure in front. The little man is kneeling under the tree, holding a branch in his hand, and squatting and licking.
The guard was kneeling in front of him and asked in a whispering voice: "What is Xuan Xiaolang doing?" The little man looked up. For the little sparkling eyes of the little man, the guard can't help but smile and both eyes are in a line, full of love. The little man didn't answer, he looked at Wang Hong behind the guard. When Wang Hong saw it, he walked slowly to the child and stared at him condescendingly. He said faintly: "Why don't you return to him?"
The little man stunned Wang Hong and said, "What are you worried about?" After he slammed Wang Hong, he looked at the guard seriously. He said, "I am thinking about things." The little man said that he was thinking about things, and the guards couldn’t help but laugh.
He still wants to laugh. Wang Hong, one side, has asked: "What do you want?" The little man smirked back and said, "I don't want to say it." He stared at Wang Hong, his eyes were a little red. "You go play again." ?? He's a pink face with his cheeks bulging, and the eyes flashing in Wang Hong's eyes flashed.
Wang Hong knows that this kid is actually blaming himself for not taking him to play. But this kid starts from talking, and he has only a few words. Wang Hong smiled and he bent down and took his son in his arms. Holding his son, Wang Hong said seriously: "You are a man, what kind of thing is this little thing red?"
The little man's white arm licked his neck. He had a white face. He said with a milky voice: "You are half a month when you leave, leaving me to play with my mother. I am not happy. I asked my mother why you didn't take me with me. The mother said, you blame me for not being good, throwing your face, can you have this?"
The little man asked what was wrong, but his words fell to the ground, and several guards brushed to Wang Hong. Wang Hongyi stunned, and there was no snoring for a long time. The little man looked at him and nodded strongly. He said seriously: "I said to my mother, there is no such thing. Father, you are a famous person, I said, I am better than your father, more than you are." Only when you are jealous, will you not take me there."
Wang Hong said nothing. It is behind him, the guards are all can't help. Wang Hong stunned his son, and for a moment he smiled and said: "You are a child." The little man was so flat-faced and sly, and he was so cute. He couldn’t help but kiss him on the little face and explained. : "It is also not. Xuan Er is too recruited, his father has been retired, and he does not want me to attract too many people to pay attention."
The little man lowered his head and thought about it. He shouted his head and said, "This is the truth. The mother is the most stupid, she is so beautiful, always said that she is not good. I am better than her. She said that I didn't grow well. The mother really couldn't talk." Wang Hong laughed and hugged him to the front. "Yes, your mother is the most stupid."