Looking at his father's clenched hands, Mingzhe whispered to his father, "I... I want to see the swallows. ”

The father stopped, his clenched hands loosened, and he turned back to Mingzhe and said, "It's okay, let's go." With that, he walked straight to the inn.

Uncle Zhang, who was behind Mingzhe, looked at Mingzhe and sighed, "Help me persuade her." As she spoke, she pointed to the back alley, "The second house to the east is where she lives." ”

Mingzhe nodded and walked towards the back alley, the scorching sun in the sky was a little hotter, and the light wind around him was also a little stronger.

_

When he came to Xueyan's house, Mingzhe didn't enter for a long time, and the thatched house in front of him made his two lines of tears flow down involuntarily, and the earthen wall wrapped in yellow mud with grass balls was washed out by the rain, like a sharp sword of the Tao straight into Mingzhe's heart. The crumbling wooden door creaked in the breeze.

Mingzhe tried to wipe away his tears, took a deep breath, and pushed the door.

A gust of fragrant wind wafted in, and the red figure flew towards him like lightning, hugging him tightly, whispering in his ear: "Why did you come? I miss you!"

Mingzhe stroked Xueyan's back and said, "I want to too, I've been thinking about you for three years." Mingzhe felt the fabric of the robe on his shoulders begin to get wet, and when he looked up, Xueyan was crying, but he didn't make a sound.

Mingzhe took out the red handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks in his arms, gently tried her tears, stroked her waterfall-like black hair, and said softly: "You have suffered." ”

As if she suddenly remembered something, Xue Yan gently pushed him away, returned to the house, took out a jar of water and wine from under the shabby wooden table, and waved her hand to Mingzhe.

Mingzhe and Xueyan sat at the table, Mingzhe looked at the wine jar, and then at Xueyan, puzzled for a while, "This is?"

Xue Yan lowered her head, "I was paid for helping the children next door to review their homework..."

Mingzhe said casually: "Then you buy wine?" You..." said as if he remembered something, and did not say any more, and suddenly showed a stupid smile that could not be more stupid.

Xue Yan's eyes flashed, and she stretched out her hand to Mingzhe, who looked dazed.

Xue Yan scolded with a smile: "Idiot, how do you know that I like rose?"

Mingzhe realized this, and put the red handkerchief in his hand into Xue Yan's hand.

Xue Yan carefully folded it and put it in her arms, smiling at Ming Zhe Tiantian.

Mingzhe was stunned, and then came to his senses, and hurriedly looked at the array in the room, and felt sad again. The musty wooden bed was the best thing in the room, and a few changes of clothes were neatly stacked in the corner at the foot of the bed. The thin futon was white, and there were a few books that opened and closed on it.

"You were reading when I came?" Mingzhe asked.

Xue Yan also looked at the books on the bed and said in a low voice: "Well, I didn't have time to clean up when I heard your footsteps, don't worry about it, let's have a drink." ”

Mingzhe nodded, picked up the wine jar and filled the porcelain bowl with water and wine.

Xue Yan took a sip, and her fair face suddenly flushed, like a newly blooming rose.

Mingzhe drank it all, looked at Xue Yan and asked, "How have you lived in the past few years?

Xue Yan closed her eyes, "Don't blame him, it's not easy to rent a house with a separate courtyard in the official city, the cost of living here is still very high, I didn't have a silver ingot for a long time, and it was not easy to talk to my parents, so I had to make a living by tutoring the children next door, fortunately General Zhenyuan took care of it, otherwise those rich children..."

Xue Yan picked up the porcelain bowl and took another sip of water and wine, and continued: "I was favored by the general's seventh son when he was tutoring, he was very good to me, and he still wants to recognize me as a goddaughter." ”

Xue Yan's breathing began to rapid, "He warned the group of people who were harassing me, otherwise it would be useless to lock my door, I really appreciate him." He began to sob.

"Come back with me. Mingzhe held Xue Yan's slender hand tightly.

Xue Yan raised her head, looked at Mingzhe's affectionate gaze, clenched his hand with her backhand, and said firmly: "No, I can't go back, no matter how hard it is, I will take the township kui (township test first place) to come out, believe me!"

Mingzhe looked at her silently, and his heart was churning like the water of the Chenghuang River.

Mingzhe sighed, as if remembering something, and said, "My father and Uncle Zhang have made a big deal, do you know?"

Xue Yan nodded, sighed like Mingzhe, and said leisurely: "I begged General Zhenyuan, he took care of them because of my thin face, and Yuelai Inn also got his favor..."

Looking at Mingzhe, who was deep in thought, Xue Yan didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Mingzhe took a sip of wine and looked at Xue Yan, as if he had figured out something.

"Don't think about it, by the way, what have you done in the past three years?" Xue Yan asked, holding her chin.

Mingzhe struggled to recall, "Uh... Rhubarb is now so fat that it can't fly to the roof beams, so I made a nest of dead wood for it by the water tank; Ash is still the same, but it seems to be able to speak, and it is not sure if it has just spoken; as for the three tanks of fish, once my mother stewed one for the guests to eat, and it made me cry for a few nights..."

Looking at Xue Yan's white eyes, Mingzhe couldn't say any longer, and hurriedly asked, "Why?"

Xue Yan stomped her feet, her face flushed with anger: "It's not promising!

When I heard Mingzhe say, 'I'll pay attention to this business,' his face improved.

The rooster crows high, and the morning light is dazzling. Last night's warm whispers and loud laughter have long since disappeared with the wind. The wine jar was thrown to the door, green beans and peanut skins were scattered on the table, and the sleeping men and women on the table had smiles on their lips, as if they were reminiscing about the funny memories of their childhood.

_

It was noon when he returned to Yuelai Inn, and Mingzhe saw his father and Uncle Zhang who were going out at the door, and they had different expressions.

The father looked at the child with a mysterious smile, while Uncle Zhang looked uneasy.

Mingzhe smiled and said to his father, "Dad, where are you going?"

The father replied, "I will go to you first, and then I will go to the market, and you will come back just in time, so let's go eldest son." As he spoke, he walked towards the market in the east of the city.

Because Xueyan was going to Lu Juan and tutoring children, she didn't come with Mingzhe.

The three of them walked unhurriedly, and Uncle Zhang, who was at the end, asked in a low voice, "Ah Zhe, has she figured it out?"

Mingzhe looked at Uncle Zhang, smiled mysteriously, and said casually: "She said to think about it." With that, he quickened his pace and followed his father.

_

The market is as far as the eye can see, the tall and majestic bluestone archway is carved with the three golden characters of 'set Golden Gate', the pen body is imaginative, and it is from the work of the famous family at a glance.

After entering the market, it was crowded, and the sound of cars and horses and shouting was endless. Two- and three-story commercial buildings and restaurants abound.

Among them, the most magnificent must be the 'Zhenyuan Yaju' is the most eye-catching, the five-storey high-rise building stands out from the crowd, set pawnshops, inns, restaurants, silver villages, gambling houses in one, must be the place where the reception of dignitaries and nobles must go.

Where had Mingzhe seen such a formation, he kept looking around, obviously feeling that his eyes were too small, which attracted Uncle Zhang's snickering.

_

"Tired?" said the father, turning back to Mingzhe, who was walking more and more slowly.

Mingzhe nodded, squatted on the side of the street, took off the water bag on his waist and poured a few sips, panting heavily.

Father and Uncle Zhang looked at each other and smiled, pulled Mingzhe up, and said, "What kind of system it will become, it will not be far away." ”

Mingzhe raised his eyes and saw that the impregnable city wall was several feet high, and the giant crossbows on both sides of the city tower were even more powerful, and three or five teams of officers and soldiers patrolled the movements inside and outside the city back and forth. The suspension bridge at the East City Gate has long fallen, and from time to time there are merchants, travelers, and vehicles coming in and out, so it is not lively.