The matter of the princess's tomb did not leave any shadow on my soul, except for Baozhu's frequent talk about Hunan strange news in the middle of the night, and Ah Chao's repeated nightmares when he slept in the afternoon, everything was as usual. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and our exaggerated colors, implying gloomy children's manuscripts suddenly aroused the pursuit of foreign booksellers in Jingdong. At that time, booksellers were self-appointed as two channels, gathered in the area of the Jintai Road Book Wholesale Market, among which Lao Hao, a second-hand poet in Northeast China, Lao Bai, a fish seller in Shanxi, and Lao Jia, a fruit seller in front of Chaoyang, were the three most diligent in making manuscripts.

Lao Hao is righteous, and often throws three or five thousand bills for us to spend first, but the manuscript is often accidentally counted less than a dozen, and we are young and moved by his second-hand poems and distances, and we don't care much. Lao Bai is a profiteer, pretending to suppress the price under the pretense of the quality of the manuscript, and he is ashamed of me. After Lao Jia sold our manuscripts to the publishing house, he pirated himself and secretly printed thousands of copies for more profit, and he was the most chicken thief. Compared to them, we are a printing machine, and we give a little oil and water to rotate the shaft. At this time, the addition of a senior brother relieved our internal urgency. Shijie is a native of Shanxi, two terms higher than us, and the bookseller who often flickers with the ability to spit lotus flowers only hates himself for having less money and slow legs. Naturally, he became our spokesperson, negotiating and collecting money. Of course, there are times when I can't get it, and I need to make an occasional cameo as a bastard, but at least we can upgrade to industrial development. The industry needs a factory, so Chao and I moved into the small courtyard where Shijie rented a place in Sweetwater Garden.

The moment I entered the courtyard, I suddenly had a sense of fate, everything was as natural and irresistible as reincarnation, and the entanglement with the small courtyard seemed to have become the theme of my life.

There are two trees in this yard, one is a date tree, and the other is still a date tree. The windows are bright and clean, only one slip and three main rooms, bright, much stronger than the princess's tomb, which makes me forget the previous shadow for a while. Shijie's girlfriend, Li Chan from our clothing class often comes to stay. Although she came, out of politeness, Ah Chao and I were about to move back to school, but we didn't think it was bitter, and our hearts were still full of small expectations, and it was also a kind of happiness to look at it in the spring season. Not long after, Wu Nan, who was younger than us, also joined in, and the four men drank and smoked in the courtyard all day long.

This warm and peaceful life in the courtyard did not last long, and the deep memories that had been forgotten south of the princess's tomb were like shadows dragged by lamp poles, quietly squeezing in through the cracks in the wooden doors of the courtyard.