"What's going on? I know you at all, but you're here making nonsense!" Xian Qing asked Xi Yan.
"Brother Qing, you don't know me. This is normal. Who would remember the events of his previous life? Your original name was Song Qing. We met eight hundred years ago. At that time, I was a chipmunk who had just cultivated into human form. The day we got acquainted, I fought with a lizard because of my gluttony, and was bitten by it on the leg. I fell from the tree, and you picked me up and took me home. After my injury healed, I transformed into a human form and started to live with you again. You know each other and fall in love with you, and from then on we live a happy life of men farming and women weaving. However... after all, human life is short, only a few decades. In the end, we cannot escape birth, old age, illness and death, and we will eventually be separated by heaven and man!" Xi Yanwei! Come on.
"What does that have to do with you stealing someone's bride?" Yuzhu asked.
"Since Brother Qing passed away, I have been looking for a way to resurrect him. Later, I got news from an elder in our chipmunk family. If I can find a thousand wedding dresses at the place where I met Brother Qing, I will Then we can reunite with him and renew our relationship, and we must have a thousand wedding dresses to be with Brother Qing for a long time." Xi Yan stared at Qian Qing lovingly and said.
"Although your story is touching, you can't hurt her! Stealing someone else's bride is wrong after all!" Yuzhu said.
"I have never hurt her life. Every time I scare the wedding team away, leaving only the bride and her wedding dress. After that, I send the bride back safely without harming her. Anyone’s life!” Xiyan explained, it was also the first time she saw a wedding team that was not afraid of her.
"Now that the misunderstandings have been resolved, there will be no more ghost mountains in the future." Yun Hua said.
"Xianqing! You can't let me down! I've been looking for you for eight hundred years!" Yuzhu patted Xianqing on the shoulder and said.
The sudden story left Xianqing at a loss as to what to do. Yunhua Yuzhu wisely left the room early and left the two of them alone.
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One day eight hundred years ago, a little chipmunk jumped up and down on the pine tree, its cheeks bulging with stuffed cheeks, chattering something, this year's pine cones are so abundant, it wants to Its small warehouse is full. It can spend this winter in a down-to-earth manner. If it doesn't work, it has to collect more and more. The little flower chestnut holds a gift fruit in its mouth, and holds two pine cones in its two small paws. It takes up a lot of pine cones and goes back and forth in and out of its nest. A lizard blocked Little Flower Li's way, spitting red star seeds at it, which was a bit provocative. Little Flower Li was not willing to be outdone at all. It let go of the discarded fruit and bared its teeth to intimidate, with an attitude of disobedience. Not surprisingly, the two of them They fought together, biting each other, falling from the tree, rolling on the ground and continuing to fight. Under the fierce attack of Xiaohuali, the lizard was defeated and ran away in despair. It didn't get any benefits, and its legs and body were all burdened. After being injured, he relaxed his vigilance after watching the lizard run away and lay down next to the root of the pine tree, leaning against it.
There is a village at the foot of Huaishan Mountain. The villagers in the village know that Huaishan Mountain is covered with pine trees. When the pine cones are ripe, many villagers go up the mountain to pick pine cones. Song Qing had nothing to do that evening, so he wanted to go up the mountain to pick some back. At that time, he picked up an injured chipmunk. At first, the chipmunk bared its teeth at him to scare him, but he slowly approached and whispered softly. He signaled to it that he would not hurt it. Maybe Xiaohuali also felt that the other party would not hurt it. He nestled in Song Qing's hands with comfort. He briefly treated its wound first, and then moved himself. The pine cones in the basket made a comfortable place for the little flower chestnut. In this way, one person returned home with a basket and a mouse. When he got home, Song Qing first rummaged through the box for Little Flower Lift to find the medicine for his wounds, cleaned and bandaged its wounds, then found a small frame for it and spread it with a piece of cloth to make a simple nest.
"The nest is a bit crude, don't dislike it, just make do with it for now!" Song Qing said.
Xiaohuali stared at its bright eyes, blinking and staring at him, as if looking at some strange object.
Song Qing took some peanuts and placed them next to Xiao Huali. "There are not many good things at home, but some peanuts are enough. I am a poor scholar who went to Beijing three times to take the exam. I failed every time. The two dollars my parents left behind I was given 6 acres of land in exchange for travel expenses, and now only seven percent of the land is left. But I still have one cow. I will be able to feed you from now on. Hey! From now on, I won’t go there anymore, and I won’t have any more whims. , it’s good to be a farmer. If you don’t mind following me, you and I can be my companions!” Xiaohuali tilted his head and looked at Song Qing and rambled for a long time, climbed out from the frame on crutches, and jumped to Song Qing’s He rubbed it in his arms, as if responding to him.
Song Qing looked out the window. The setting sun burned through the clouds, soaking the sky and blooming wantonly. He then looked at the little chipmunk in his arms and said, "You don't have a name yet. From now on, you can call me Xiyan! Okay!"
Xiaohuali seemed very satisfied with its name. She was so happy that she forgot about the pain and rushed from his arms to his shoulders. Together with Song Qing, she enjoyed the sunset that was gradually hiding outside the window.
One person, one mouse and an old ox would rise and return at sunrise and sunset. Occasionally, they would carry a bamboo basket with Xi Yan to the Huaishan Mountain to pick pine cones. Although they lived in poverty, Song Qing felt that they lived a very happy life. Enrichment. But for Xiyan, the happy time is temporary.
That day, Song Qing took him a mouse and a cow to farm as usual. Xi Yan also happily poked her head out of his frame to look outside. Her mouth was filled with peanuts, and she felt restless while eating them. Climb out of the box and jump on the back of the old scalper, letting the other person carry you leisurely, as if you are the master.
"Song Qing! Song Qing! Wait!" An aunt called him from behind.
Song Qing stopped and looked back, "Aunt Zhang!"
Aunt Zhang ran panting on the field ridge. When she saw Song Qing stopped, she slowed down to catch her breath and walked over, "Song Qing, do you still remember the marriage I told you? I agreed. Originally, I I disagree. You also know that Wang Ergou's family in the west of the village has also gone to propose marriage. They have better conditions than you. They have five acres of land and two cows. The Wang family is willing to use one mu of land and one cow as a betrothal gift. The parents agree. Then The girl is unwilling to marry. Wang Ergou is not only ugly, but he is also quite capable. Hey... I won't say it anymore. I agreed, but there are conditions. I want your cow as a betrothal, plus gifts for others. If your family has it, you should have it if you ask for it! Do you think so?"
Song Qing hesitated and thought for a moment and said: "Okay, that's a lot of trouble for Aunt Zhang!"
"Okay, it doesn't matter as long as I can make more trips." Aunt Zhang said. She thought of something and said: "You, if the money is not enough, I can lend you some. When you get married, you can If you set up a private school in the village, you will be educated in our village, and Miss Cui'er will see that you are educated, right? In the future, your life will get better!"
"Well, thank you, auntie!" Song Qing said.
"You're welcome, why are you being polite to me?"
Song Qing finished work early that day and went home. Xiyan was especially quiet on the way, lying motionless in the basket on her back.
"Yan'er, you will have a mistress in the future, are you happy? There will also be someone to cook for us, and life will get better and better!" Song Qing said to Xi Yan.
"Miss Cui'er is from a neighboring village. I was lucky enough to meet her once. She is very beautiful. I heard that she is very virtuous. She is willing to marry me for being so poor like me. I... feel a little wronged by her." Song Qing told Xiyan what was on her mind, and Xiyan lay quietly in her basket and listened.
