There were also fish coming to join in the fun, and why the delicious food was around her feet.

Yu Wei took his feet back with a whistle, then suddenly hit the water with his feet, scaring the fish away.

Similarly, the aroused water splashed her head and face, and Zhou Changdong around her was not spared.

Seeing Zhou Changdong hiding to the side, Yu Wei was intrigued and kept picking water on him with his feet. Zhou Changdong pretended to be angry and held her feet naked.

"Another messing around, throw you into the river!"

Yu Weixiao was sly, "Are you willing to give up?"

As he said that, Yu Wei looked at her feet, thinking of what happened that night, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his lips curved even more, "After all, you Xiaoxiaodong likes it."

Zhou Changdong: "..."

When I took out what I said in the late night, I felt so embarrassed that Zhou Changdong felt so embarrassed.

She was ashamed at that time, but now she dared to make a joke.

He pinched her feet naked and glared at her coldly with his eyes squinted, with a clear threat.

Yu Wei stuck out his tongue, took back his feet, and continued to kick the water.

Zhou Changdong touched the water temperature, and the water was still very cold, and he reminded her:

"Don't play for too long, the disease is just right, don't catch a cold again."

"Not that delicate? Look at so many children over there are not afraid of cold."

Zhou Changdong smiled, "You are not as good as those children."

Yu Wei snorted, ignored him and continued to play.

Zhou Changdong rubbed her head and let her play for a while. He also looked at the group of children over there, thinking to himself that in the future, he would stabilize and have a child with Yu Wei, so he would definitely be crazy to play.

Yu Wei looked at Zhou Changdong and looked at the distance and was lost. He thought he had thought about those unhappy things again. After thinking for a while, he spoke.

"Do you know which poet I like the most?"

Zhou Changdong was stunned, wondering why Yu Wei suddenly mentioned this.

Yu Wei didn't ask him, but just found a suitable topic, and then she said:

"One of my favorite poets is Su Shi from the Northern Song Dynasty. What I like most is not how good his poems are, but his optimistic and open-minded attitude towards life.

Because he was young and frivolous, he said a lot of offensive things, and then he was repeatedly demoted. If he were a fragile person, he would probably not be able to stand it, or had his edges worn away and turned into what others like.

But Su Shi is not. He drinks the strongest wine and lives the most beautiful life. He doesn't care about the struggles in the officialdom, he only cares about his own peaceful life, lives in his own world, and is happy.

When he was demoted, Han Yu was extremely sad and wrote in a very negative way, "Where is the family in the Qinling Mountains? The snow is surrounded by Lan Pass and the horse is not moving forward. I know that you should have the intention to come from afar, so that I can collect my bones and miasma on the riverside."

However, when Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou, he wrote a sentence like "A little bit of great energy, a thousand miles of happiness" in the water tune song, which has been sung to this day and is popular."

Yu Wei looked at him with a sincere and inspiring expression.

"Life is long and you will always encounter setbacks of one kind or another. Some people may be in a slump when encountering setbacks, while others can face difficulties and become more courageous as they fight.

There are many of these two kinds of people around us, but I think the latter attitude towards life is the belief that we should adhere to. If we give up when we encounter setbacks, then the world will be filled with negative energy long ago."

Zhou Changdong's pair of dark eyes always fell on her face. He listened to her little mouth talking about the principles of life. The girl's eyes were like varnish, and the sweet and charming flowers were never like this moment, like a sharp feather arrow, shot straight into his heart.

The bow was in her hands.

Small theater:

Yu Wei:biubiu, like you fire the arrow of love.

Mr. Zhou: Then I have to shoot back the arrow of love that repays you.

(Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho, I suspect Zhou is making yellow!)
Chapter completed!