Chapter 254

Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong drank tea and played chess in the abbot's Zen room.

Tea is West Lake Longjing, chess is Yunzi.

Moreover, the abbot's chess skills were very good. Yuan Yun met his opponent in the chess game, and the two of them often fell into deep thought while playing.

Watching chess without speaking is a true gentleman.

Song Jiyun quietly left the Zen room and fed the koi by the small pond in the yard of the Zen room.

Yuan Yunzhong called her to help count the pieces.

Song Jiyun saw the large blank space surrounded by Yuan Yunzhongzhi Baizi, and couldn't help but glance at the abbot.

The abbot chuckled and said: "Master Yuan has many plans and good judgments, but the poor monk is willing to be defeated."

He looked very happy, but after counting the pieces, he insisted on inviting Yuan Yunzhong to play two more games.

However, Yuan Yunzhong lost the chess piece and said calmly: "Master accepts it with kindness. I will fly a kite with my family later, so I can only come to visit the master another day!"

But the abbot held him tight and said, "It's rare to see a bright spring day. The donor can stay at Wuming Temple for a few more days."

Yuan Yunzhong had no intention of becoming chess partners with the abbot, so he politely said: "I've got Kongding to bother the master."

The abbot had no choice but to send them out of the monastery.

Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong were walking along the green stone corridor. When the abbot was out of sight, she whispered: "Isn't the abbot's chess style bad?"

Otherwise, why would he leave after only two games?

According to the previous plan, they should stay in the Zen room until they dispersed at the pavilion, and then everyone would go to the dining hall of Wuming Temple to have a vegetarian meal together.

Yuan Yunzhong also lowered his voice and said: "The chess style is not bad. But the game is too slow and hesitant. It makes me uncomfortable."

can not tell.

Song Jiyun was afraid of being heard by the people in the temple, so he covered his mouth and smiled. His big black and white eyes were as curved as the moon on the half-covered face.

Yuan Yunzhong was stunned.

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "How about we find a place nearby to have tea?"

She felt that Xiong Wenqing looked quite stressed when Yuan Yunzhong was present.

Maybe it's because Yuan Yunzhong is a top student.

She thought it would be better for them not to go to the pavilion.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yunzhong thought for a while and then said: "Shall we go fly a kite?"

Song Jiyun said: "Didn't we agree to fly a kite in the afternoon? The snow is still in the pavilion!"

She is most looking forward to flying a kite.

Song Jiyun was not a person who liked sports, so he agreed to fly the kite with the purpose of taking his children to play and letting Qian relax.

Yuan Yunzhong said: "Let's try the wind direction first."

Song Jiyun thinks it’s okay.

With experience, when I take Song Jiuxue and others to fly a kite in the afternoon, they will definitely be able to fly it in no time, and they will be happy to see it.

The two of them went to the slope they had chosen earlier.

The boys took out the kites and tied them on the strings one by one, and some tried to help them put them in the air.

Yuan Yunzhong drove them aside, picked up a dragonfly kite, felt the wind direction, took a few steps, and pulled the string in his hand a few times. The kite was like a puppet in Yuan Yunzhong's hand, and according to his My mind slowly rose into the air, and then floated higher and higher in the direction of the wind.

"Bull!" Song Jiyun praised him without hesitation and gave him a thumbs up.

Yuan Yunzhong didn't say anything, smiled, and handed the wooden shaft wrapped with the fly line to Song Jiyun.

"Here you go!" he told her, "tug it slowly. If it flies too far, you take in a little more string. If it falls down, put a little more string in. I'll put the other butterfly up."

Or maybe he just ran a few steps, and there were a few drops of sweat on his temples.

In the sun, it sparkles like morning dew.

Song Jiyun said "Oh" and hurriedly took the wooden axis.

Their palms touched.

She could feel the broadness, warmth and...slight moisture of his palms.

Yuan Yunzhong pursed his lips slightly and said, "The centipede kite is Jiuxue's favorite, so I left it for her to fly."

"Okay!" Song Jiyun responded and turned back to look at Yuan Yunzhong.

Yuan Yunzhong was already looking up at the sky and flying the butterfly kite into the sky.

The blue sky is as clear as water, and the two kites are like birds circling among the flowers, flying forward or behind, high or low, flying left and right.

very beautiful!

But soon, Song Jiyun no longer cared about admiring it.

She just felt that with a light hand, the dragonfly kite she flew flew up into the air inexplicably, taking her a few steps forward, and she was about to get entangled in the butterfly kite flown by Yuan Yunzhong.

Kites are controlled by strings. If the strings get tangled, both kites will fall.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" She couldn't help shouting at Yuan Yunzhong, "Hurry up and fly the kite over there!"

"It's okay!" Yuan Yunzhong not only didn't listen to her and stayed away from her, but instead quickened his pace and ran to her side in three steps and two steps in a row. He handed her the shaft of the butterfly kite without any explanation and said, "You take it. Here, let me adjust the wind direction of the dragonfly kite.”

Song Jiyun didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly took the spool of the butterfly kite.

Yuan Yunzhong stood side by side with her and pulled the spool of the dragonfly kite a few times, gently and heavily, and the dragonfly kite flew steadily next to the butterfly kite again.

Song Jiyun breathed a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his upturned face.

Yuan Yunzhong's eyes stayed on her face for a moment, and then he said warmly: "The wind direction above often changes, you have to pay attention to the speed of the spool in your hand."

Song Jiyun nodded repeatedly and stared at the kite in his hand, not even bothering to look at Yuan Yunzhong.

But soon, the two kites began to entangle each other again.

"Yuan Yunzhong! Yuan Yunzhong!" Song Jiyun called him nervously.

Yuan Yunzhong came over to adjust the kite, and the two kites quickly separated.

Song Jiuyun let out a long breath again.

But this tone of relief was too early.

As long as the kite is in her hand, it will be entangled again soon.

"Yuan Yunzhong! Yuan Yunzhong" Song Jiyun's nervous shouts echoed across the slope.

Like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, they fall straight into Yuan Yunzhong's heart.

He couldn't help but chuckle a few times before stepping forward.

Song Jiyun felt that he was not kite-flying material.

Sweating profusely, she handed the kite to Yuan Yunzhong: "Can you fly two kites by yourself?"

"Give it to me!" Yuan Yunzhong took the spool in her hand without refusing.

Only then did Song Jiyun completely relax.

She ordered the boy to spread a velvet blanket on the grass, and sat down to watch Yuan Yunzhong fly the kite: "I didn't like to move when I was a child. When others came out to fly kites, I would come out to eat."

She asked Xianghan to bring over some of the food boxes she had brought and placed them on the blanket.

Save the rest for kite flying in the afternoon.

Rice balls, fruits, snacks, and various tea drinks were all packed in old blue and white porcelain boxes of pea green color and placed on a bright red velvet blanket. It was a pleasure not to eat.

Yuan Yunzhong raised his eyebrows, handed both kites to the boy, and followed Song Jiyun's example, sitting next to her on the floor.

The tip of the nose is the smell of green grass blowing gently in the spring breeze.

Song Jiyun handed him a small can of pear juice, took a small rice ball garnished with black sesame and meat floss, and said, "Try it and see if you like the taste?"

In the pavilion, Song Jiuxue, who was counting on his fingers out of boredom, suddenly raised his head, his almond-shaped eyes widening.

What did she see?

Two kites!

A dragonfly, a butterfly.

These are the styles that her sister said she liked.

She was as angry as a puffer fish.

The brother-in-law agreed to fly the kite with her, but now he quietly flew the kite with his sister without her!

unacceptable!