Ye Yichen patted his head and remembered, and said: "Brother, you didn't eat a few bites of Baishanzhai fish at noon, and you left in a hurry, so I specially bought a snack." After speaking, he took out an oiled paper bag from his arms and opened it, only to see that there were white, red, yellow and green, eight pastries, and said: "The white is osmanthus cake, the red is jujube mud cake, the yellow is Poria cake, and the green is mung bean cake, I don't know what you like to eat, so I brought you two pieces of each." ”

"Do you still call me brother? Don't you like me to be a woman? Call me Hong'er, that's what my mother called when she was alive. After speaking, he handed the umbrella to Ye Yichen, reached out and took the pastry, took a piece of osmanthus cake in the palm of his hand, and ate it.

After taking a few bites, Hongluan's eyes began to turn red, and the eye frame was already full of tears. At this time, I heard Hongluan say, "Since my mother passed away, my father doesn't know what he has been busy with all day, sometimes he has not been seen for more than ten days, and no one has been thinking about me like this for a long time." Hongluan remembered that there were other people here, so he casually pointed in a direction behind him and shouted at them, "You four go there and wait for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he only heard four plops, and four people jumped into the Shuangyue Lake next to him one after another, I don't know who of them shouted, Hong'er, you say hurry up, this water is so cold!

Just now, Hongluan pointed with his back to his back, but he didn't want to point to the lake, and the four of them were not ambiguous, so they jumped in without thinking about it, and they were dumbfounded.

Hongluan ignored them, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Ye Yichen didn't understand the thoughts of his daughter's family, and felt that she might be in love with the scene, and miss her deceased mother, he encountered this situation for the first time, and he didn't know how to comfort him, so he thought for a long time and held back two words:

"Mourning"

Hongluan was angry and funny when he heard this, and he punched Ye Yichen lightly in the chest, and scolded: "Idiot." She took out a white handkerchief, and Ye Yichen thought she was going to wipe her tears, but she didn't expect her to carefully wrap up the remaining pastries and put them away, and said happily: "I want to keep it and eat it slowly, I haven't eaten such a good snack for a long time." ”

Ye Yichen thought to himself, this is just an ordinary pastry, you can buy it anywhere, and he often eats it himself, it doesn't seem to be anything special, he thinks Hongluan's idea is fresh and strange, but he doesn't say it again.

Seeing that it was not too early in the night, I remembered that Aunt Xue had left a letter for Uncle Chunyuan, and now I should rush back. Because of the relationship between the King of Fish Festival, there are a lot of strange people in the town, passing by the place where the blind man tells stories in the morning, he also deliberately reminds the night to spend an hour, there are many people recently, be careful when walking at night.

Ye Yichen has very few friends in Piaoxue Town, but Wang is blind and counts as one.

Since he was a child, he has never been far away, and Ye Wushuang likes to listen to Wang Blind Man tell stories very much, especially all kinds of anecdotes outside the town, and he is fascinated by it, as long as he is free, he will go to Wang Blind Man. Every time he hears the joy, he applauds the loudest in the audience, usually Ye Yichen's personality is not public, but at that time it was completely like a different person. The two became acquainted as soon as they came and went, and when they had nothing to do, Ye Yichen would ask all kinds of questions, even about the spirit people, and the blind man knew everything every time, and said everything.

Knowing that it was time to separate, Ye Yichen was very reluctant in his heart, and wanted to ask Hongluan if he could see her again tomorrow, but when the words reached his mouth a few times, he was so nervous that he suffocated back, so he silently said in his heart: "I count to six, if I don't open my mouth again, I will be a turtle with a shrunken head." ”

Before I counted to six, I heard Hongluan say: "Brother Yichen, I'm leaving this town, I don't know when we can meet again." ”

Hongluan was very interesting to see that he wanted to speak and stopped twisting and pinching, and he had already understood what Ye Yichen was thinking, but he suddenly became playful, so he deliberately said that he wanted to leave.

Seeing that Ye Yichen sighed lightly when he heard this, his face was full of loneliness, Hongluan couldn't bear it, and hurriedly said: "But I haven't thought about how long to go, I haven't seen a lot of fun and interesting things, oh yes, I heard that in the days of the King of Fish Festival, many foreign cabinets will also come to compete in cooking, and it must be lively." ”

When Ye Yichen heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly continued: "Yes Hong'er, when the time comes, the local and foreign cabinets will join forces to make a table of whole fish feast, and I will take you to have a good time when the time comes." However, when he saw that Hongluan had already laughed so much that he couldn't straighten his waist, he suddenly realized that he said helplessly: "Hong'er, you are playing tricks on me again." ”

The two exchanged a few more words and prepared to say goodbye, and made an appointment to meet at the Drifting Snow Inn the next day.

Pity Hongluan's four cousins, shivering in the cold lake water, fortunately the rope that tied them did not restrict the movement of hands and feet, otherwise it would have been drowned.

Unexpectedly, Hongluan looks weak, but his strength is surprisingly great, these are four big men!

Hongluan smiled back, and walked away in Ye Yichen's incredible gaze.

At three o'clock, the night was empty, the sky was completely dark, and the heaven and earth seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth, and the five fingers could not be seen.

On a forest path, there is a young man carrying a glass oil lamp, leading an old horse, the old horse is pulling an empty cart, slowly walking on the potholed road, from time to time squeaking, in this silent night, it is particularly loud

The boy was on his way home at night, when the cold wind blew through the pine trees on both sides, and from a distance it looked like a human being. Thinking of the words of the blind man in the morning, Ye Yichen couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, and he raised the oil lamp as he walked and looked around carefully, and only after making sure that there was no situation did he sigh a long sigh.

Suddenly, a piano sounded out of thin air, startling Ye Yichen into a cold sweat, almost scared him out of the oil lamp, and then his face showed a happy expression, not because he was stupid by the sound of the piano that suddenly remembered.

I saw Ye Yichen walking forward quickly, trotting in the direction of the sound of the piano, shouting as he ran: "Lao Wang, is that you?"

The old Zhang in his mouth is none other than the blind king who tells storytelling in Piaoxue Town, in addition to telling stories, this blind man also carries a huqin with him, and likes to play two songs when he has nothing to do. He himself can speak well, but the song he pulls out is poignant and long, and there is always a kind of endless sadness when he listens to it, especially now that this song is lonely and invites the moon, it makes people sad to hear.

When he stopped at night, he found that it was indeed the king who was blind, he was sitting on a dead tree, playing the huqin intently, and he didn't disturb him at night, waiting quietly.

This is the habit of the blind man, as long as the sound of the piano is together, the song does not end, and the hand does not stop.

The blind man was as thin as wood, wearing a gray robe, his gray hair was tied up with a straw rope at will, his eyes were closed, his face was as calm as water, his fingers were slender and powerful, and the green tendons were slightly raised, and he did not see any old age.

At the end of the song, the blind man nodded, raised his head to face Ye Yichen, and said with a smile: "Yichen, we are really fated, and we can meet in this wilderness."

Seeing that he wanted to get up, Ye Yichen hurriedly went over to help him and said, "I made a friend today, and I took her to Baiwei Zhai to eat fish in the afternoon, and I forgot the time without paying attention." ”

"Oh, what kind of friend?" Wang Blind Man had known Ye Yichen for so many years, and it was the first time he had heard that he had made friends, and he was curious and happy.

It's just an ordinary friend, and they talk more closely. Oh yes, what are you doing here, you blind with the black lights? I think you don't seem to live around here, do you?" Ye Yichen didn't know how to introduce Hongluan, so he quickly changed the subject.

"I suddenly wanted to drink some wine tonight, and I ran all over the town, and the wine was sold out, and then I heard that the King of Fish Festival is coming recently, and there are too many people from other places, and the wine is not enough to sell now. I haven't met you in the town either, and I know that this is the way back for you, so I'll wait here early to try my luck and see if you have any worries left to drink, and ask for some drink. ”

Ye Yichen thought about it, he went to Aunt Xue early in the morning, and then went to Baiwei Zhai, and stayed until he was separated from Hongluan, and then because he wanted to go home early, he took a shortcut out of the town without passing through Wang Blind.

Ye Yichen took off the wine bottle on his waist, shook it, and said with a little regret: "Today I met a strange old man, who said that he had drunk my worry-free wine a long time ago, and said that he knew my uncle, I thought he was my uncle's friend, and he liked worry-free wine so much, so I simply gave him all the wine." ”

In the end, he also said that this worry-free wine also has a name, called Taibai Qingyun. ”

"It's too white and clear. The blind man repeated the repetition for a moment of silence, and then said with a smile, "A good name is no worse than this name that forgets worries." ”

"It's not early now, you hurry back, try not to walk at night for the past two days. ”

"Then you go back with me, there is a lot of wine at home, let you drink enough, stay with me tonight, and I will go to the town with me tomorrow." ”

"Haha, thank you for a while, but now I'm addicted to alcohol. I'm used to sleeping alone, and I can't sleep when I go to other people's houses. The blind man was not polite, and he said whatever he wanted.

"This black light is blinding, how do you walk back. As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it at night and night, the blind man didn't use his eyes to see the road, day and night, whether there was a light or not was the same for him.

"Okay, Brother Yichen, don't be too polite, just remember to bring me a bottle tomorrow. "Wang Blind and Ye Yichen are old friends, and they talk directly and casually.

Ye Yichen knew the temper of the blind man, and it was indeed not too early to think about it, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and led Lao Bai, said goodbye, and rushed home.

The blind man faced the direction that Ye Yichen had left, and slowly opened his closed eyes, and a pair of snow-white pupils were faintly glowing white in the night.

"Elder Tianjia, the six people who were ambushed here just now have been driven away by the disciples. A teenager's voice came from the darkness behind him.