"Mother Xiao, your pearl earrings are so beautiful and match your skin." The makeup artist Lili saw the customer's stiff body and happened to see the white and round pearls on the customer's ears, so she praised her.
"Of course, I picked my mother's earrings myself."
Xiao Qingxue said next door.
Xiao Luolan's eyes involuntarily curved, and her voice became gentler, hiding a trace of pride: "Well, it was bought by my daughter. She bought it for me with her New Year's money. I even said I didn't need it. Mother's Day When I was here, I bought pearl earrings, a jade bracelet, and flowers, and invited me to dinner in the evening. Hey, what are you doing buying so much for a kid? Just be considerate."
Xiao Qingxue secretly laughed while listening to her mother's ramble.
Several people present also laughed.
Mothers are probably like this when they receive gifts. They are obviously very happy, but they have to hide it.
After the makeup was completed, Xiao Luolan immediately went to see her daughter. She found that her daughter was even more beautiful. , just thinking about taking some photos of her, I touched my pocket and found that I had left my phone at home, so I could only give up with regret.
"Mom, you are so beautiful." Xiao Qingxue covered her face with a look of infatuation.
Xiao Luolan felt a little uncomfortable being watched by so many people, and her face turned red: "Really?"
"Of course it's true, I won't lie!"
Xiao Qingxue nodded heavily.
So are the people around you.
After putting on makeup, this woman looked as if she had been thirty years old. She was already extremely classically beautiful and wore her hair in a ponytail. There were gold and silver hairpins in her bun, and there were dots of vermillion. She looked elegant and luxurious, but a peony was stuck in the ponytail. The top of the body is about to fall but not fall, it is lazy and lazy, which makes the eyebrows and eyes infinitely charming.
Xiao Qingxue quickly took a dozen photos of her mother with her mobile phone, and then she was satisfied.
While she was changing clothes, she hugged her mother and nuzzled her like a coquettish kitten: "Mom, I'm just a mommy's girl."
Xiao Luolan asked in confusion: "What is a mama's girl?" It was the first time she heard this word.
"I just love my mother all my life and listen to her in everything."
Xiao Luolan laughed and said dotingly: "Mom will also like you forever. You will be my forever little baby."
chapter 2
It's almost four o'clock, and the summer dusk dyes the lotus flowers in the park with brilliant colors.
There have been a lot fewer tourists. Xiao Qingxue is sitting in the pavilion of the Lotus Park, opposite the photographer. She holds a peony fan in her hand and lightly covers half of her face according to the photographer's request. The ten-mile lotus corridor is in the background.
"Click! OK!"
The photographer gave Xiao Qingxue a thumbs up.
Xiao Qingxue ran over with her skirt in hand. The Liuyan Sunset she was wearing was orange-red. It was like a brilliant afterglow under the dim sunset. It was extremely dazzling. With her delicate face, it was very eye-catching.
The owner of the museum was smiling from ear to ear. This Liuyan Sunset Skirt was designed by him personally, and he was ready to make a big splash at this moment. After the filming of this period is over, it will attract more traffic, and it will definitely become a hot item. A few minutes ago, several Hanfu enthusiasts had already asked about this Liuyan Sunset Skirt.
Not only that, people also asked about the clothes and hair accessories he matched for Xiao's mother. It seems that everyone has a love for beauty.
The owner of the museum noticed that the aunt had been standing not far away looking at Xiao Qingxue, and her eyes towards her daughter were full of deep love.
She didn't even notice that there were many Hanfu enthusiasts secretly filming her.
"Huh, it's so hot." Xiao Qingxue ran to her mother, picked up the mineral water bottle and started drinking. After two sips, she ran out of water, and beads of sweat rolled down her white forehead.
"Then while you are filming here, Mom will buy you a cup of milk tea, or jasmine milk, green half sugar?" Xiao Luoran said softly: "I remember your menstrual period is coming soon, so I'd better not add ice."
"Add a little, just a little." Xiao Qingxue was immediately frustrated. She blinked and raised her little finger pitifully: "It's so hot in the summer, how can we not add ice? Mom, Mom, please! Please! is you!"
Xiao Qingxue shook her mother's arm.
Xiao Luolan was so frustrated that she could only agree to her: "Then add a little ice."
"Yeah! Mom, you're the best!" Xiao Qingxue suddenly beamed happily.
"Mom, buy yourself a drink too."
When Xiao Luolan finished buying the milk tea, she found that her daughter and the others were no longer in the lotus pond.
The owner of the museum came over and said, "Mother Xiao, they went to the back mountain bamboo courtyard to shoot because it was too hot. Qingxue specifically asked me to tell you."
"Oh, that's it. Then I'll go too." Xiao Luolan took two cups of milk tea and followed the owner to the back mountain. When they arrived at the back mountain, there was indeed a cool breeze and the temperature became very refreshing.
Xiao Qingxue ran to her mother, pulled her to sit on the stone bench and drank milk tea together, leaning comfortably on her mother's shoulder.
The photographer on the side suddenly got inspiration and quickly took a picture of this scene. The photographer had taken a lot of photos of the mother and daughter before, most of them were group photos, and most of the photos were of Xiao Qingxue and her mother alone. I am not used to being alone in the photo, only one or two, but the photographer felt that the photos taken by this mother were very charming, and it was a pity deep down.
"I didn't expect there to be so many flowers in the back mountain." Xiao Qingxue happily drank milk green with ice and chatted with her mother.
"Yes." Xiao Luolan looked at the hillside in the distance. There were many roses, jasmine, crape myrtle, albizia and acacia planted on both sides of the hillside. Xiao Luolan's favorite thing after baking was flower arrangement. She is very familiar with those flowers. She also grows spider plants, roses, narcissus, and daisies at home. She likes the fresh fragrance in her home.
"Mom will make a garland for you later and wear it when you go back." Xiao Luolan became interested when she saw those flowers. She remembered that her daughter loved to wear garlands when she was a child.
Xiao Qingxue: "Okay, I decided not to take the last two pictures. Mom, you don't know, the photographer kept making me laugh, and my face almost froze with laughter." She said and rubbed her face .
Xiao Luolan was amused by her daughter's cute expression: "If you don't want to take a picture, don't take it. What do you want to eat tonight?"
"Well, Coke chicken wings, fried cauliflower, and tomato and egg soup."
"Okay, do you want to eat the braised pork?"
"Eat tomorrow."
…
Xiao Luolan turned her head and glanced at her daughter not far away, then went to pick flowers. She first found a weeping willow by the river and broke off two thin and flexible branches. The willow branches were interspersed to form a simple prototype of a garland. She Walking along the path, there are many varieties of rose flowers. Some people often confuse them with roses. However, Xiao Luolan thinks that roses are more beautiful than roses. The red dragon sand gems bloom warmly in summer, and the petals are clustered in layers. together.
Xiao Luolan searched carefully from the tiles in the garden. There were often fallen roses here. After finding three suitable ones, she inserted the flower stems diagonally into the willow branches, and then continued to look for the flowers she wanted.
Her daughter's laughter sounded like a bell in the distance, and Xiao Luolan couldn't help but laugh.
Unknowingly, the wreath already contained fiery red roses, pale pink Albizia julibrissin, and blue-purple platycodon. Xiao Luolan lowered her head, thinking that it would be nice to find some more gardenias. My daughter loved gardenias until her feet suddenly stepped on soft, wet mud.
Xiao Luolan raised her feet, feeling a little annoyed. These shoes were not hers, but from the store. They were very finely made and would not be good if they were dirty. She had to apologize to the owner of the store when she went back and wash them before returning them. , but how could there be wet mud? She remembered that it hadn't rained in the past few days, and she was walking on a cement road.
Xiao Luolan looked up strangely and suddenly found that the scene around him had changed.
Ahead is a large dense forest. The trees are very tall and the planting is messy. The tree crowns completely block the sunlight. There is fog in the forest, and a gust of wind blows. It is cold and the light is extremely dim, as if it is going to be night.
Did dusk disappear so quickly?
Xiao Luolan subconsciously turned around to go back, but unexpectedly, what she saw after turning around was still a dense forest.
Xiao Luolan's face suddenly turned pale. She took the garland and ran forward in panic, not even caring if her shoes stepped on the mud.
But the more she ran, the more scared she became. This dense forest seemed to have no end. The surroundings were quiet, and there was no sound except herself. Xiao Luolan shouted in fear: "Qingxue!"
She remembered that her daughter was still taking pictures here. Where was her daughter? Why is her daughter missing? She obviously stood up not long ago and saw her daughter playing with those people. She heard her daughter's laughter, but in the blink of an eye, her daughter disappeared.
The huge panic made Xiao Luolan's eyes darken and she was almost dizzy. Why was her daughter missing?
The next moment, she continued to run in the direction she came from, shouting loudly as she ran: "Qingxue! Qingxue!"
"Qingxue! Where are you?"
"Good baby! Qingxue!!!"
The sudden female voice in the quiet forest startled a crowd of birds. They flew high into the sky, stared at the humans running fast below, and then continued to perch on other branches.
"Qingxue! Xiao Qingxue!"
"Where are you?!"
Xiao Luolan didn't know how long she had been running. The garland had already fallen. She expanded her hands into trumpets and shouted loudly, her voice almost shrill. Her clothes had been messed up by the branches, and she was covered in cold sweat. She was in extreme fear. At this moment, she regretted that she didn't bring her mobile phone. It would have been nice if she had brought a mobile phone so that she could call her daughter.
She remembered that there were many, many people in the park, but those people were nowhere to be seen. Where in the park was this? Could her daughter be looking for her too?
Xiao Luolan was so distraught that she continued to shout loudly, her voice hurting and hoarse. She was out of breath from running too much. The sky was getting darker and darker. Xiao Luolan didn't pay attention to her steps and tripped to the ground. She fell so hard that stars appeared on her head. , holding on to the tree trunk and continuing to shout loudly.
"Qingxue! Where are you?!"
There was only one thought in her mind, it was so dark, would her daughter be scared if she couldn't see her?
"Qingxue! Qingxue! Where are you?"
More and more flying birds started up, hovering in the sky like dark clouds.
Beside the dirt road in the dense forest, a group of black riders were galloping on the wide road. Dozens of people looked at the birds in the sky in unison.
At the same time, they also heard a woman's cry.
The leading man was sitting high on a black horse. He was extremely tall and strong, with a rough face. He listened for a while.
"Sect Master, there is someone in the forest."
A scholar gently lifted the reins, sat down on the horse, walked behind the man, and spoke softly.
"Hahaha, Qingshan, we know even if you don't tell us." A warrior behind the man pointed at his ear and laughed loudly.
As soon as these words came out, the remaining black knights burst into laughter. The sound was like thunder and spread far away.
The scholar rubbed his ears and said to the group of rough men: "Then listen, what is that woman shouting?"
Well, the remaining warriors are hesitating and you look at me and I look at you. Of course they can know that there is a woman in the woods, but the woman's accent is a bit strange, not like someone from Youzhou.
The scholar took out a folding fan from his arms, touched the three-inch beard under his chin, and said with a smile: "We Youzhou is located in the north, and our accent and customs are different from those in the Central Plains. The aristocratic families in the south call us Youzhou in private. The language is barbaric."
As soon as these words came out, the warriors suddenly became commotion and cursed.
The scholar looked at the sky, he really didn't want to hear those vulgar and filthy words.
The leading man raised his hand slightly, and the warriors behind him suddenly became silent.
The scholar then continued: "Do you know what the accent of the woman in the jungle is?"
Lei Hu couldn't stand his showoff and said angrily: "Zhao Qingshan, hurry up if you have anything to say and fart if you have any."
The scholar put away his smile, listened carefully for a moment, and then replied firmly: "It is a very pure Chang'an dialect."
Lei Hu's eyes widened: "What is Chang'an language?"
The scholar twitched the corner of his mouth. He stroked his beard and patiently explained: "The aristocratic families think that our Youzhou is a barbaric place. Even the Youzhou language is called Youman language. But in Chang'an City, those people Noble people don’t think much of Southern dialect, but being fluent in Chang’an dialect is highly sought after by aristocratic families.”
Lei Hu was holding a big hammer and rolled his eyes: "Huh, those aristocratic families are just full of food. How long has it been? There is still time to chase these. The world is about to be in chaos. Look, By the time…"
Zhao Qingshan coughed violently several times and interrupted Lei Hu's words. Some words should not be said carelessly.
Although the warriors acted indifferently, they listened carefully. This is the Chang'an dialect that is highly sought after by aristocratic families.
