The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 574 Space Old House Back Mountain River Stone Bridge Again

  At this moment, what appeared before Si Lingling was a large river with a width of 100 meters, as clear as a jade belt.

  In the river, there are countless fish swimming freely.

  There are many kinds of fish...

  Common fish such as carp, crucian carp, grass carp, yellow croaker, bighead carp, silver carp, catfish... etc.

  Rare such as herring, yellow spot, tortoise, shell, etc.

  There are even fish species that Si Lingling does not know.

  These fishes live in the same river, so they don’t seem to be in conflict.

On the   river, an ancient stone arch bridge traverses it. The bridge is carved with ancient sacred cloud patterns and various lifelike birds and beasts.

  Si Lingling took a deep breath, but inhaled the fragrance of flowers and plants.

  I saw both banks of the river, full of wild flowers of all colors, and the fragrance of flowers came out as soon as the mountain breeze blew.

  The refreshing fragrance is intoxicating and pleasant, not to mention how beautiful and peaceful.

  Pushing the child’s stroller, the mother and the son walked slowly towards the bridge.

  The big mountain opposite the bridge is somewhat similar to the hometown in the memory, but it seems to have a lot of scenery that has not been seen before.

  Si Lingling was very curious about whether there was still the mountain temple in his memory on the mountain a kilometer away from the river bank.

  It was the paradise for her and her brother when they were children.

  As long as they return to their hometown to accompany their grandparents during the winter and summer vacations, the siblings will always go up the mountain to play with their peers in the village.

  Since the end of the world began, she has never returned.

  According to her soul time, more than twenty years have passed.

  If it were still in a peaceful age, and the hometown has undergone more than 20 years of changes, I don’t know what it would be like?

  Yo Yao and Chu Chu saw such a clear river for the first time.

  It is the first time to see so many interesting fish swimming in the water.

   The brothers and sisters were so excited that they yelled, even if they were pushed onto the bridge by their mother, the two children craned their necks and looked down.

  Unfortunately, the bridge deck is a bit wide, and they are too short to see.

   So he began to protest and shout to his mother.

  Si Lingling: "Hey, my mother will take you to the mountain and have a look over there. I will catch fish later when I come back, okay?"

  In fact, the space at this moment is at noon when the sun is empty.

  The weather is warm.

  If he were not curious about the situation on the other side of the river, Si Lingling would really like to stop and catch some fish for the children to play with.

  Anyway, in the old house, there are quite a lot of fishing things, including fish nets, fish baskets, and fish pockets.

  Of course, fishing rods are also indispensable.

  Si Lingling remembers that her grandpa liked to go fishing in the river with a few old friends.

  And every time a few of their old friends will compete with each other to see who catches more and who catches less.

  But this time the siblings did not want to listen to their mother's comfort.

   I was crying restlessly and wanted to get out of the stroller and go to the water to play with the fish.

  Especially tweeting, seeing the water is like seeing one's own clone, not to mention that I am so excited and yearning.

  Si Lingling would let them mess around?

  The two children are still so young, the river is so deep that she feels a little uneasy when she sees it.

  In order to stop the children from making noise, she stopped and diverted their attention.

  Si Lingling picked up the child from the stroller, pointed to the engraved painting on the railing of the bridge and asked them: "Yao, what do you see on it?"

  "Tweet, do you know what this is?"

   Two children: "..."

  "Mom tells you, this is the shape of a cloud, also called moire."

  Si Lingling saw the children with crystal tears hanging on their eyelashes, but she stopped crying, and curiously followed her fingers to look at the painting on the railing.

  This look is so cute that it hurts.

  She couldn’t help but drop a kiss on the child’s little cheek, and continued: “And this one, it’s a cat.”

   "Come on, tell mom: cat."

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  (End of this chapter)