As a lazy person, Feng Mi has resentment and does not care about her.

I took off my coat and scarf, hung it in the wardrobe, sealed honey and took the bath towel for the bath, and closed the bathroom door and took a beautiful shower.

After half an hour of washing, Feng Mibian wiped her hair and opened the bathroom door and walked out, pretending to be careless and flipping through her phone, it turned out that she had no incoming call.

"What the hell?" He threw down the towel that wiped his hair angrily, thinking about Huo Xingyan who had not appeared for the afternoon. After thinking about it, he was sitting on a needle blanket. In the end, Feng Mi still blew her hair dry and changed into clothes, locked the door and went out.

Huo Xingyan understood Feng Mi as much as he knew his internal organs. He was not afraid that she would not come, but based on her overflowing curiosity, so he was sure of her.

Dingjia Village is, in principle, a small town in the Yn area. Although the sparrows are small, they are all complete, so it attracts so many tourists every year.

As far as the landform is concerned, its surroundings are very complex, with undulating mountains and dense jungles. Even on winter nights, you can hear the sound of insects and birds, or the roar of some creatures, from the other side of the mountain, echoing in your ears.

In terms of what is the road tycoon, such as Feng Mi, once she leaves the inn, she can't tell which one is the entrance and exit. If there were no plaques on the inn, she would probably have no idea which one was the inn she stayed in.

On a winter night, the dark curtains are like a dark cloud, pressing down heavily, and the deep black is as pure and charming as a gem.

The night wind is very warm, not like the biting cold, but the warmth lingering in my heart. Feng Mi did not wear a coat, and only wore down jackets and boots. He didn't feel cold. Occasionally, he could smell the fragrance of peach blossoms conveyed from the wind, and was drunk and hazy.

Walking on the bluestone slab path, there are rows of stalls on both sides of the road, with the shouts of vendors and the excitement and cheering of tourists, full of snack flavors with the characteristics of Dingjia Village. The dazzling array of handicrafts and jewelry stalls lit up the desolate and coldness of this winter night.

"Are you Sister Feng Mi?" When Feng Mi was intoxicated by the breath of food, she suddenly interrupted her with a tender and crisp voice. Then, Feng Mi accidentally collided with the other party, "Bang--"

When Feng Mi was dizzy, she had not yet stood firm, so she reached out to support the thin little girl, "hi, little baby, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

He held the latter and Feng Mi checked it up and down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was fine.

The little girl waved her hand, probably not expecting that such a thing would happen. She just panted and looked up at Feng Mi with her bright eyes as bright as black grapes. There was a piece of purity inside, "Are you Sister Feng Mi?"

The girl is very thin, about eleven or twelve years old, and her skin color is the unique healthy yellow color of the locals. Perhaps her skin color is dark, and her eyes, as pure and crystal-like as black grapes, look particularly bright, like stars shining on summer nights, with a pool of pure black inside.

Such children can be seen everywhere in Dingjia Village. Because the family is not rich, there are mostly more than two younger brothers or sisters under them, so they take on the burden of not being their age early. While going to school to do housework, they also have to help with work, reducing the burden on the family and not keeping up with nutrition, so they develop particularly slowly.

Unexpectedly, she would repeat this question again. Although Feng Mi was puzzled, she was not very wary. "Yes, I am Feng Mi, what's your name?" She squatted down and her eyes were level with the little girl. Feng Mi looked at the little girl's black and red face, and her heart felt warm.

"That's great, you are really Sister Feng Mi!" Perhaps because Feng Mi was watching, the little girl's face quickly turned red and hot, as if she was a little shy, but she never forgot about her business.

The little hand behind him was like magic, and suddenly turned into a rose. "This is what a big brother asked me to give it to you. The big brother said, you are the person he likes very much, so I must send this flower to your hands."

Feng Mi's expression was stunned for a moment, looking at the red-petaled flower in front of her. There were even water droplets on the petals, as if they had just been picked.

In this Dingjia Village, in the vast sea of ​​strangers, the answer to those who would give her roses in such premeditated manner is self-evident.

Her rosy lips raised slightly, Feng Mi took the roses handed over by the little girl and smiled slightly, "Thank you, I like it very much!"

After squatting for too long, I felt a little dizzy. Feng Mi stood up straight and touched the little girl's soft head lovingly.

The corner of her clothes was pulled by someone, and Feng Mi looked back. The little girl was pulling the corner of her clothes with one hand, looking up at her with difficulty.

"What's wrong?" Chong squatted down again, Feng Mi's face turned a little pale, but there was no trace on her face.

The little girl said nothing, but kept pulling the corner of her clothes and signaling Feng Mi to follow her.

Feng Mi wanted to ask, but when she saw the serious expression on her red little face, she automatically gave up asking, but she laughed a little.

Along the way, Feng Mi was pulled forward by the little girl. The path in Dingjia Village was winding and the scenery around was almost the same. Feng Mi followed the little girl and then turned. Fortunately, the ten miles of roads here are full of lively night market scenery. All Feng Mi could see was the surging crowd and the dark heads.

After turning a corner, the little girl finally stopped and let go of the corner of her clothes.

"Are you leaving?" Feng Mi raised her eyebrows and looked down at the little man who was not enough to her chest.

"Well, Sister Feng Mi don't have to worry, someone will come to take you away later."

The little girl's words made Feng Mi suddenly wonder: What the hell is Huo Xingyan? If Feng Mi could not guess at this moment, after Huo Xingyan's deliberate arrangement, Feng Mi lived for so many years in vain.

The corner of her clothes was pulled down again, and Feng Mi pulled out of her thoughts about Huo Xingyan's premeditated intentions and condensed towards the little girl with clear eyes below.

"Sister Feng Mi, you and your elder brother will definitely be happy."

Happiness? Feng Mi was flashed by these two words.

I often hear people say that children's eyes are the brightest window in the world because they can reflect the unbearable things in the hearts of adults; and the words children say are the most sincere and moving wishes, so many newlywed couples always encourage their children to bless them when they get married.

"Sister Feng Mi, you are the best person I have ever seen."

As he was far away, the little girl suddenly turned around and smiled shyly at Feng Mi, then jumped and disappeared into the abortion. Her shy look with her hands on her back was very similar to her childhood.

Holding the red rose, Feng Mi sighed that the child's world is always simple and beautiful, and she couldn't help but wonder what she would meet next?

When Feng Mi was hesitating about where to go, a young couple suddenly walked up and asked the same question, "May I ask, are you Miss Feng Mi?"

After having an experience, Feng Mi is not surprised, "I am!"

This should be a local couple. Both men and women were wearing distinctive ethnic costumes in Dingjia Village. The man even painted two beards funnyly, and Feng Mi resisted the urge to laugh.

Another tender red rose turned out from the woman's hand, "This is given to you by a gentleman named Huo. I heard that you are going to get married, I wish you happiness!"

"Thanks!"

"besides--"

When Feng Mi took the rose gratefully, the woman shook at her playfully and said, "Your boyfriend is so handsome and so romantic, you have to grasp it!"

Romantic? Feng Mi thinks that this word doesn’t seem to have anything to do with Huo Xingyan.

"hi, baby, I'm not happy to say that!" Perhaps it was the woman's words praising Huo Xingyan that aroused the man's jealousy, and the man's words were full of jealousy.

"Don't worry, in my eyes, my husband is the most handsome!" Seeing that the man was dissatisfied, the woman ignored Feng Mi's presence and gave her a hot kiss on tiptoe. Feng Mi quickly turned her head and did not look at her inappropriately.

"Are you married?" Feng Mi asked in surprise when the two of them ended intimacy.

"Yes, we got married the day before yesterday, and today is exactly the wedding day, so it's not-"

The woman was generous and pointed to the ethnic costumes on her body. "Our custom here stipulates that we must wear wedding clothes within three days of the wedding period. Tell everyone that you have a master!"

This is the first time Feng Mi has heard of this custom, "Thank you, I wish you happiness!"

"I wish you the same thing, by the way, let's go with us."

As before, the newlyweds brought Feng Mi to a place and waved to say goodbye to Feng Mi. Before leaving, the woman warmly invited Feng Mi to visit her house when she had time and informed her address.

When the two left, Feng Mi suddenly realized that they seemed to say, get married?

Feng Mi didn't wait too long this time. A middle-aged woman came over and gave the rose to Feng Mi and said a long time after talking.

Similar to "Little girl, your boyfriend is really good, you have to cherish it..."

"No matter what kind of person a girl wants to be or what kind of life she lives, she is worse than marrying the right person. Little girl, you are so blessed. I can see that you are a blessed person..."

If it were in the past, Feng Mi would have been very dissatisfied with this nagging, but now she obediently listened to the other party's teachings, and the words were filled with blessings and sincere advice. In a trance, it was like a mother telling her child that this feeling was strange and familiar.

After the middle-aged woman, she was a kind old lady, who whispered a long list of blessings, which seemed to be in local dialect. Although Feng Mi couldn't understand it, she knew that it meant blessings.
Chapter completed!