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39. Forget Machine

The fairy sister's hair was black and shiny, and all combed backwards, and the beauty's tip was clearly visible. Her hair was tied behind her head, and her two strands of hair naturally hung on her chest, floating in the air, so beautiful that Xu Xiaole dared not look at her directly.

Xu Xiaole lowered her head and said to herself: What am I afraid of? She is the fairy sister, and she will have to be sculpted to others in the future. How can I care about me taking a few more glances now? After the idea was clear, Xu Xiaole raised her head again and stared at the fairy sister in a daze. No matter how careful she looked, she couldn't find even a little flaw in her face.

Sister Shen looked at the boy who suddenly appeared and was quite surprised, and said, "Whose child is you? Why did you come here?"

Xu Xiaole then rubbed his swollen eyes and grinned and gave him a signature smile: "My surname is Xu, and everyone calls me Xiaole. Usually I only look at human figures, but the fairy sister is so beautiful. Just asking me to see this face is not enough. If my sister doesn't mind, I can keep watching it."

The fairy sister pursed her lips and tried to look harsh: "Mind! She learned how to be a prodigal son at a young age. Didn't your parents teach you to keep polite?"

Xu Xiaole lowered his head: "My mother died when she gave birth to me. I was only five years old when my father died. I no longer remember what he looked like. Even if he taught me, I'm afraid I'll forget it."

The fairy sister felt ache in her heart, walked to Xu Xiaole, raised her hand, and touched Xiaole's head: "My sister was a little... I'm really sorry."

Xu Xiaole only felt a fragrance of grass and trees drilling into his nostrils, oozing into his heart, and he was happy and said, "Sister Fairy, are you really a fairy?"

The fairy sister turned her head slightly, looked at him squintly, and said, "There are no gods in the world? How old are you, you still believe in this."

Xu Xiaole hurriedly said, "There are still gods, my uncle is a god. If you don't believe it, I will take you to see him!"

Sister Shen Xian took his hand and sat back on her stool. While taking out the replacement strings from her sleeve, she said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, even if he is. Even if he is a god, I don't want to see him."

Xu Xiaole looked at the fairy sister's fingers skillfully unbuttoned the broken string, and said in his heart: If someone had told me before that there were such a pair of hands in the world that could be comparable to my sister-in-law's hands, I would definitely not believe it. Yes, it was just like the fairy sister who didn't believe there were gods in the world.

When Xu Xiaole saw that Sister Shen Xian untied other strings, it seemed that changing the strings was quite troublesome. He said, "Sister Shen Xian, the first song you just played was like pulling a person on a big river and becoming a fisherman. It sounds so nice."

Sister Shen paused and said to herself: I didn’t expect that my soulmate was a child who knew nothing.

Xu Xiaole continued: "But the song you sang later reminded me of my parents and brother, it was so sad." He didn't say that he almost cried, but the sorrow in his words was revealed without any concealment, which obviously hurt his heart.

The fairy sister did not follow the words later, and while changing the strings of Yaoqin, she said, "The previous song is called "Guolu Wangji". There is a Taoist book called "Liezi", which tells a story: In the past, there was a fisherman who liked water birds such as seagulls and egrets. Water birds also liked him. Every day when he went to sea, hundreds of water birds followed him.

"One day, his father said to him, 'I heard that hundreds of water birds followed you to sea. Tomorrow you can catch one for me and let me play with it.' The next day, he had this ingenuity in his heart, and the water birds flew in the air and refused to fall."

Xu Xiaole listened to the story of the Fairy Sister telling, and a ray of sunlight shone through the layers of leaves on the Fairy Sister's body. Suddenly, a golden halo was born all over his body, which made people unconsciously feel like bowing.

The fairy sister still didn't realize it and continued, "So what this story says is to abandon the cleverness in her heart. Only by being natural can she communicate with birds and beasts, and naturally."

Xu Xiaole was about to speak when suddenly a pain in his arms. He pulled the collar open and looked in. It turned out that Pipi was so tired that he wanted to come out. He was afraid that Pipi would fall to the ground, so he just asked him to reveal his head.

The fairy sister shook her head accidentally and saw two big eyes as black as coal balls. They were shiny and looked at her curiously. She smiled and said, "Is this a monkey? But I saw a black-haired monkey for the first time."

Xu Xiaole said happily: "Its name is Pipi, it is a black ape. My uncle is very familiar with his wife and grandfather, so he left it for me to accompany him and will help me collect herbs when it grows up."

Sister Shenxian was worried about Xiao Zhiyin and asked, "Did you come to the mountain to collect herbs? I spent a long time with me here and couldn't pick herbs. Will you be scolded when you go back?"

Xu Xiaole said: "I'm just here to play today. When I heard my sister playing the piano in the woods, I thought it sounded nice, so I secretly listened for a while."

The fairy sister smiled and said, "No wonder the strings of the piano break. It turns out that someone eavesdropped. Where are you eavesdropping? Why didn't I see you?" The strings made of silk threads will break if they are not strong enough, so the sound of the piano will naturally not be able to spread far.

Xu Xiaole pointed to the ancient tree just now and said, "Pippi and I were on the tree just now."

When the fairy sister saw that the ancient tree was not many years old, it was still straight below, and it was thick and slanted from above. It was indeed a good place for Tibetans. She smiled and said, "It was indeed two skin monkeys."

Xu Xiaole smiled and said with a smile: "If my sister doesn't bother me, I won't have to climb the tree to eavesdrop. Then I can sit in front of my sister and watch it close... Well, listen to the piano nearby!"

The fairy sister grabbed the place where Xu Xiaole changed her mouth and said, "What are you looking at? Do you want to learn the piano?"

Xu Xiaole thought to himself: I never thought about learning the piano, but the fairy sister looks much better at looking close than from a distance! Yes, if I beg her to teach me how to play the piano, wouldn’t she see it every day? Oh, but I still have to study medicine and memorize history books...

Seeing the changing weather on Xu Xiaole's face, the fairy sister thought that the boy was thinking about learning the piano, so she said, "But I really can't teach you."

Xu Xiaole was quite disappointed and pretended to be free and easy, "Can I come and listen to the piano often?"

Sister Shensha shook her head: "I will leave Suzhou soon, and I'm afraid I won't come again in a few years."

Xu Xiaole clearly saw the sunshine, but seemed to have fallen into a black cellar and asked in a voice: "Why? Isn't this place good?"

Sister Shen shook her head slowly, looking lonely: "Although the place is good, there is no right person, it is not my place to live."
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