In front of him, Fang Chu was holding Fang Wuhui's hand in front, and Fang Wumo was holding Qingya's two fingers behind him, walking along a bluestone passage to the river, and stretching his muscles before entering the water.
Qingya lowered his head and looked at his youngest son, who still had a sullen face.
Well, he was a little arrogant.
He looked at Fangchu in front of him again.
Thinking about his behavior just now, he felt that he had overreacted.
I really don’t blame her for being careless, even in her dreams she would never have thought that Fang Wushi would lose it.
She was in a good mood, and when she heard the sound of rushing water, her body felt cooler.
She lowered her head and said to her son: "Let's have a swimming competition, okay?"
Fang Wumo nodded seriously.
He wanted to stay with his mother well and not make her sad.
He also had to take good care of his sister.
Thinking of this, he rushed forward and shouted without regret: "Sister."
He shouted so naturally and easily, as if he had always been able to speak.
Fang Wuhui turned around, smiled brightly, threw away his father's hand, and ran over to hold hands with his brother.
"Brother, paddle."
"Ai."
"elder brother" "" "Brother, fly, fly, pigeon.
Come down, brother" The little brother and sister were holding hands, very close, and talking some confusing childish words, most of which were said by Fang Wuhui.
Fang Wuhui replied three or four out of ten sentences, and ran ahead unknowingly.
Qingya looked at it with a smile and asked Fang Chu considerately: "Are you tired?"
She saw it Fang Chu was frightened, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold her, and said, "I was tired, but I feel less tired when I see you and the child."
He changed the subject again: "It gets cooler as soon as we reach the water.
Let's go quickly."
So I picked up my children and went into the locker room to change into swimsuits.
Fang Chu took Fang Wumo into the men's locker room, while Qingya and Fang Wuhui were in the women's locker room.
My family's swimsuits are all of plain design, and they always use boxer shorts and a small tank top.
Even so, Fang Chu still interfered, and Qingya had to change it again.
Finally, the father and son wore boxers, while the mute mother and daughter wore complete bodysuits, with only a part of their calves exposed, which was very tightly protected.
Coming out of the locker room, there is a plank road paved with sleepers that extends to the river.
Standing at the end of the bridge, Fang Wumo shook his arms, jumped hard without hesitation, and threw himself into the river with a "plop", causing water to splash everywhere.
In the past, Fang Chu wouldn't have cared at all and would have beaten his son like this; but now, he had just lost a son and was extremely frightened, so he stared at the water until he saw Fang Wumo emerging from the water, bouncing like a little frog.
I kicked my legs on the ground and felt relieved.
Then he lowered his head and bent down, preparing to carry his daughter into the water.
Qingya went down first, stood in the river water up to his waist, stretched out his hand towards the bridge, "No regrets, come on"
Fang Chu hesitated for a moment before handing his daughter to her.
Qingya felt that swimming still lacked some atmosphere.
Although Fang Chu was always waiting by their mother's side; even though Fang Wuhui was like a little goldfish in the water, his little arms, waist and legs were extremely soft, and his posture was very cute; even though Fang Wumo was scurrying back and forth, never leaving.
She was called "mother" and "sister" every time she swam over, but she still felt that it was not enough.
It’s still because Fang Wushi is missing She began to lose her mind and find no solution.
At this time, was he also playing in the water with his cousin?
Should we play in the water in the Guo Family Courtyard, or simply go upstream to Green Bay Dam?
Qingyuan is now much better than before.
The masters often come to stay and the servants manage it seriously.
Like the covered bridge, there is a lame old man who specializes in tending flowers, plants and trees.
He planted grapes at both ends of the bridge.
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The grapevines spread along the roof of the bridge house to the middle, and finally became a green roof.
The green covered bridge, built between Yanyu Pavilion and Zhushan, looks like a natural painting from a distance.
Dusk slowly falls, and tired birds return to their nests.
The sky above the bamboo forest is filled with dense black dots, and the sounds of various birds mix into a symphony.
Frogs were croaking in the fields ahead, and the frogs in the Qingyuan Garden seemed to have received the signal and began to croak together.
Ximei led people to light several pots of moxa leaves on the covered bridge, and then lit up four large glass lanterns under the corridors at both ends of the bridge, and placed a water basin under each lantern.
This is to repel mosquitoes.
The clear garden is surrounded by water, and there are dense bamboo forests on the mountains.
There are more mosquitoes in summer.
Qingya is quiet, but she likes this noisy summer night.
The noisy birdsong and noisy frogs symbolize infinite vitality.
Fang Chu said: "Go up.
It's getting dark."
Qingya nodded and called his children ashore.
Coming up from the river, Fang Wuhui took his brother to catch fireflies by the river.
Fang Chu said: "Be careful of snakes.
Go catch them on the bridge."
So I changed into dry clothes and went to the covered bridge to enjoy the cool air.
Qingya and Fang Chu sat in the light and shadow, with the cool breeze blowing in from outside, making them very comfortable.
Qingya waved a big cattail leaf fan in her hand, swatting away mosquitoes under her and Fang Chu's feet, while leisurely watching Fang Wumo and Fang Wuhui chasing fireflies.
Fang Chu leaned on the seat, put his arm around her waist, and said nothing lazily.
He could have said he was tired and went back to sleep, but he was more afraid of suffering the pain of losing his son alone.
He is guarding Qingya because he is afraid that she will be hit when she learns the truth, but also to comfort himself, reminding him that he still has his young son and daughter, and Qingya, they all need him.
Seeing him like this, Qingya felt more and more tired.
She thought that she shouldn't be indifferent to outside affairs and leave it to him alone.
She should care about him, listen to what he has to say, and help out with ideas if there are any difficulties.
This is what a husband and wife look like.
She Then he asked: "What's going on outside?"
Fang Chu tensed up.
There was a lot of commotion outside.
He tried to use a calm tone and said: "It's nothing."
Qingya said: "That's right.
We do it every year and everyone is used to it."
Only then did Fang Chu understand that she was talking about the Brocade Weaving Conference.
But the Brocade Weaving Conference is also a difficulty that cannot be avoided.
On that day What to do He moved her to his chest, lowered his head, and said solemnly to her: "Ya'er, no matter what happens that day, you have to remember: you still have me and the child, you know?"
Qingya raised his head slightly and said softly: "Yes, I remember."
She didn't blame him for being nosy, she just needed such a reminder.
At any time, fame and fortune were not the most important thing to her.
She knows what is most important to herself.
She will work hard for her career; she will not force it on the results.
Fang Chu knew that she didn't understand his true intention, but it didn't matter, as long as she remembered his instructions today and remembered them at the critical moment.
He also knew that this conference was very important to her, so he hid Fang Wushi's disappearance.
She had been preparing for many years.
He could not let his opponent's conspiracy succeed and make her suffer the loss of her son and then fall short.
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He wanted to give her the strength and courage to help her get through this.
Huh, once he gets through this level, he will never be soft.
This brocade weaving conference is a difficult time for their couple.
At the same time, it is also an opportunity for the Fang family to fight back.
Qingya didn't know what he was thinking of, so he ordered someone to bring out the piano and sit down to play.
Zizhu was gently swaying with a big fan beside him After listening for a while, Fang Chu felt calm.
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