Qin Keyuan did not stop moving, looking at the shelves full of scrolls, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, he still had no intention of walking out and stood in front of the bed again, then squatted down.
There was a little girl huddled under the bed. She was not that big. The bed board was only less than two feet above the ground. She was curled up with her calves in her arms, but it still didn't look crowded.
When the little girl saw that someone had discovered her, she shrank even further into the corner.
"Come out. No one will catch you."
Six-year-old Xiao Zhaoning looked at him tremblingly. Qin Keyuan smiled and said, "Come out for breakfast."
He stretched out his hand inward, and Xiao Zhaoning retreated again, forcefully retreating to the short side of the bed. He leaned back unconsciously, and the whole little person fell out of the bed.
His head hit the ground with a bang.
Qin Keyuan's expression tightened, and he stood up and went around the head of the bed to see how well she was knocking, but she got up in a panic without crying or making a fuss, and quickly jumped to the other side of the room, hiding behind the desk, half-hiding her body and covering her face. Look at him warily.
He sighed slightly and walked over slowly. He stopped half a foot away from the table, squatted down and said, "Don't be afraid, those vicious traffickers are gone. Grandpa picked you up on the river bank."
"You're talking nonsense." Xiao Zhaoning retorted crisply, "I've already gone ashore and entered the city!"
Qin Keyuan calculated the time. This should be when she first entered Jiang Yicheng.
"Then do you remember the old master from the school?" He said without changing his expression, "Grandpa is his friend."
Xiao Zhaoning blinked, seeming to be examining him, and seemed to be struggling with something.
"Really? But he is very fierce."
Xiao Zhao thought for a moment and thought about the angry voices he heard in the school yesterday.
Qin Keyuan smiled and said, "That's him, not grandpa." As he said that, he turned his hands and said, "Look what this is." It was a small grasshopper woven with bamboo strips, and it was pulled by a bamboo strip. It was shaking up and down, as if jumping.
Xiao Zhaoning's eyes couldn't help but be locked on it, and his eyes followed the up and down movements.
"Come." He added, "Whatever you want, grandpa will make it up for you."
"Really?"
"certainly."
Xiao Zhaoning pointed to the little grasshopper made of bamboo and said, "It's enough for me."
"Okay, then come and get it."
Six-year-old Xiao Zhaoning was alert but not so wary.
She hesitated again and again, but still couldn't resist the temptation of the novelty, and walked towards Qin Keyuan in small steps.
Until his little hand hooked the little grasshopper, Qin Keyuan suddenly grabbed her into his arms and said with a wicked smile, "I caught you."
Xiao Zhaoning was frightened and cried on the spot, but the little grasshopper hooked in Qianshan's hand hadn't fallen yet. She pressed her two little hands against him desperately, struggling to escape.
But obviously he couldn't break free, so he deliberately scared her. Qin Keyuan hugged Xiao Zhaoning tightly, stood up, and coaxed her while rubbing the back of her head where she had been knocked.
"Be good, don't cry, grandpa is teasing you."
Xiao Zhaoning struggled fiercely, "You and those two... are both bad people!"
Qin Keyuan was already holding her and standing at the stone table outside the courtyard. He picked up a roasted sweet potato and stuffed it into her, "Will those two give you something delicious to eat?"
Xiao Zhaoning's nose twitched, already immersed in the sweet fragrance.
He sat down with Xiao Zhaoning in his arms, locked the little guy in his arms who wanted to escape at any time, peeled the sweet potatoes piece by piece, and handed them to her.
Xiao Zhaoning held a large half sweet potato in her two little hands, staring up at him with dark eyes, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.
Six-year-old Xiao Zhaoning was only as big as a four or five-year-old. Qin Keyuan wiped her tears and touched her little head, "No bad guys will catch us Xiao Zhaoning anymore."
Xiao Zhaoning blinked, then blinked again, as if asking "Is it true?", and then carefully put her head to eat the sweet potato. The more she ate, the happier she became.
He looked at her stuttering and asked, "Is Xiao Zhaoning literate?"
She shook her head vaguely.
Even though the roll of paper she was using to remind herself was open, she had no idea what was written on it.
"Grandpa, will you teach me?"
Xiao Zhaoning swallowed the last bite of sweet potato and looked at him expectantly. She didn't know whether she was looking forward to the sweet potato or looking forward to learning Chinese characters.
But Qin Keyuan peeled off another one for her.
After breakfast, the stone table under the red tree was filled with pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Xiao Zhaoning sat in his arms. He taught her how to write with one hand and held her steady with the other.
Stroke by stroke led her to write on the paper.
Zhao Ning.
"This is your name."
Xiao Zhaoning looked at it curiously, half-kicked up and pressed down on the paper, as if he wanted to do it himself. Qin Keyuan's hand was only on one side to protect him.
The new characters appear to have been drawn randomly on random branches.
She was annoyed for a moment and looked at Qin Keyuan with her lips pursed.
Qin Keyuan smiled and grabbed her hand again, "Take your time."
She asked again, "Is it easy to write grandpa's name?"
Qin Keyuan wrote the word "Qin" on the paper.
Xiao Zhaoning frowned, "It's also difficult to write."
"Then let's learn your own name first." Qin Keyuan said, with a piece of white paper in his hand.
Six-year-old Xiao Zhaoning was minding his own business, holding a pen and writing one horizontal line and then another. Each stroke he wrote seemed to be thoughtful, until he finally formed a different-looking character "Qin" and turned around proudly. The little head looked at him and smiled, staring at him with round eyes as if expecting praise.
So I got a candy bar that appeared out of nowhere.
Xiao Zhaoning held the candy man and looked around behind him, always feeling that she had not seen him hiding somewhere.
"I'm going to melt if I don't eat anymore." He said, and the silver light in the hand protecting Xiao Zhaoning's back had just subsided.
They continued to write, and the two characters that were twisted and scattered gradually became neat and tidy, and it only took a few hours.
At the end of the period, Qin Keyuan took her on a road that had never been seen before. With slight fluctuations, she seamlessly and invisibly connected new realms.
Xiao Zhao Ning looked at the names on the tower. They looked familiar but felt they were different. The six-year-old Xiao Zhao Ning was not as keen as the twelve-year-old Zhao Ning and could detect the passage of time on the building.
All she could see was the bustle of the city.
As they walked in, the crowd was bustling with people, shouting and shouting could be heard, and all kinds of strange and weird things were dazzled.
Only this time, she looked at him casually, as if there was no objection or repulsion from others.
There was a new juggling troupe in the city. The crowd gathered around in circles. Qin Keyuan protected her and squeezed in. After a while, she saw the strong man in the middle spit out a mouthful of flames. Xiao Zhaoning was so scared that she hugged his thigh tightly. The head is also buried in it.
"Little girl, I was so scared that I cried!" A boy's laughter suddenly came to my ears.
Zhao Ning turned one eye and saw two five or six-year-old children standing next to them, a boy and a girl.
She squeezed her little nose, glared at him, then moved to the other side, away from them, and hugged him with her other leg.
"Old man, I'm sorry." The mother of the two children patted the boy on the head and apologized to Qin Keyuan.
Qin Keyuan only nodded slightly, then paused and asked Xiao Zhaoning, "Shall we go somewhere else?"
"No." Xiao Zhaoning said. She carefully turned around to look at the acrobat. Seeing that he was no longer spitting fire, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked innocently, "Is it because they were gods that he was spitting fire just now? "
"Pfft." The kid next to him laughed.
But this time, before she could say anything, her mother grabbed her ears and pulled her away.
"Of course they are gods. Look." Qin Keyuan squatted behind her, pressed his palms on her eyes, slowly moved down, and returned his sight. Zhao Ning saw that the person was glowing with milky white brilliance, and the brilliance overflowed into stars. In everyone, and all those who can be seen, their bodies are either glowing with milky white brilliance, or mixed with different colors and appear turbid. When those star points are transmitted to them, the turbidity will change at a certain moment. Be shallow and insignificant.
"What's this?"
"Joy on Earth."
Xiao Zhaoning seemed to understand, and her vision returned to normal. Qin Keyuan took her to other places and walked to a candy seller's stall. She asked, "Can I have another one?"
Her eyes looked expectantly, and before being rejected, she said, "I can leave it to tomorrow."
"good."
Xiao Zhaoning got another candy man wrapped in oil paper.
Qin Keyuan paid two pieces of silver, and the vendor hesitated, "This... old man, you paid too much."
"No," he said, "It was from before."
The hawker had no memory at all, but when he saw that the young and old had left, he could only scratch the back of his head in confusion.
"That's where I stayed last night...well...it's a bit like it." Xiao Zhaoning hesitated. The school in front of her had changed a lot. The damaged walls were built up overnight for some reason, blocking the inward sight. .
She broke away from Qin Keyuan's hand, ran to the corner, kicked up, but could no longer reach the top, "It turns out there is a gap."
"You can't crawl." A little girl's voice came from not far away. Zhao Ning turned around and saw the two children watching from a short distance away, and there were three small children beside them. The girl said, "We live in the yard. I'm with you, so don't disturb me."
Zhao Ning turned her eyes, lowered her head, and trotted back to Qin Keyuan. He looked at the school. The isolation wall did not block his sight. The aura that remained over the years recorded the changes of a hundred years. Although the old master died, there were peaches and plums all over the world, and together we will The dilapidated and old school was renovated and the courtyard walls were raised accordingly. Now the school is no longer a place for children to learn and study for poor families, but a place for noble people to study.
The children don't know this either. They only know that their parents forbid them to disturb.
The little girl smiled and said, "Are you new here? Come play with us!"
The little boy nodded, turned around and tossed his clothes, "Play with the flying immortals from the sky!"
In fact, the so-called "flying immortals from the sky" are just spreading their robes, chasing each other and playing around, and the children are laughing and laughing.
Xiao Zhaoning moved his hands and looked at Qin Keyuan.
"Go and play. Grandpa is waiting for you."
Only then did Xiao Zhaoning happily run in. There was no barrier between the children, and the laughter was pure and contagious. Presumably, Xiao Zhaoning was much quieter, but his eyebrows were crooked, which was a rare joy.
In the evening, the friends dispersed. The woman who had been holding the little boy's ears during the day once again held the little boy's ears and scolded him for being playful. The little girl followed behind and snickered. Thinking of something, she turned her head towards Xiao Zhaoning shouted, "Our home is over the jujube tree, come and play with us."
Xiao Zhaoning slowly raised his hand and waved to her.
When no one was around, she looked at the date tree.
Qin Keyuan squatted beside her, "Want to find the crooked neck tree?"
Xiao Zhaoning turned his head but didn't say anything.
