When Han Qingyi was busy picking up branches, Bei Mingmo walked to her side and just looked at her with his eyes, but, I don't know why, his eyes were so warm, like a deep spring, but there was heat gushing out when he couldn't see it.

"Who is Tang Bohu in the story, do you know? Do you like him? "Bei Mingmo is a little jealous.

Han Qingyi couldn't stop laughing when she heard it, Tang Bohu, that is the famous Tang Jieyuan, that is a legendary character, seeing his words, but not seeing his person, it is 108,000 miles away from her age.

"What are you laughing at?" Bei Mingmo was very puzzled.

Han Qingyi had no choice but to explain: "Tang Bohu is a generation of great writers over there, I have never seen him, I just like his poems, and the little woman also wants to live a life like Tang Jieyuan!" ”

"Do you like it? How good it is, let's listen to it. Hearing this, Bei Mingmo was a little relieved, but he didn't like it, even if someone she didn't know had weight in her psyche.

"I'll pick my favorite song and sing it to you!"

"Okay."

"Peach blossom nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, peach blossom fairy in peach blossom nunnery; The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money.

When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers; Half-awake and half-drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.

I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse; The dust of the car and the horse are full of the noble, and the wine cup and the flower branch are poor.

If you compare the rich with the poor, one on the flat earth and the other in the heavens; If the poor are compared to chariots and horses, he has to drive me to be idle.

The world laughs at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at the world for not being able to see through it; I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields. ＇

"The world laughs at me for being too crazy, I laugh at the world for not being able to see through it, this kind of life, my son also likes it." Bei Mingmo was born in the family of the eunuch, his mother died early when he was a child, and he has always been in charge of Aunt Zhao, and the one who has a sense of existence in the family is his younger brothers and sisters, except for Aunt Zhao's children, there is no one who is not suppressed.

Therefore, Bei Mingmo has been reluctant to return home, and that cold home has to take his younger brother with him.

Thinking of this, Bei Mingmo made a decision, he wanted to surprise her.

"I've been looking for such a paradise for a long time." Han Qingyi hopes that there is such a place, where when he is old, he can sit in front of the flowers with the person he loves and chant poems. Maybe Bai Qingren is the one who can meet this requirement at present, and I don't know what Bai Qingren is doing now.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

When Bai Qingren sat in the infirmary and looked at the warm sunshine outside, the figures of the two people overlapped each other in his mind, one would be Han Qingyi, and the other would be Zhen Ranshuang, he liked Han Qingyi's simplicity and talent, but Zhen Ranshuang's charming face, that colorful figure, and slightly cold and arrogant eyes appeared more than Han Qingyi, Bai Qingren didn't know what he was thinking all morning.

Bei Mingmo suddenly remembered that he still had to put paper kites, and told Ah Da to fetch the bamboo, and ordered Ah Da to take it well.

It didn't take long for Ah Da to make the paper kite and put it in front of Han Qingyi.

A very simple kite was placed in front of her, but if a big man could make it, it was already good, and besides, it was someone else's person, and Han Qingyi was not easy to be picky.

Later, Han Qingyi took Brother Leng and Bei Ying Ziyuan to put paper kites together.

This afternoon was forever remembered in Bei Mingmo's heart.