"It's so warm here!" the old man smiled happily, and the wrinkles on her face deepened by this smile. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The pale yellow tables and chairs, the brown walls, the roses on the walls and the European style paintings all made Yuelou feel warm and bright, but the smell of coffee made her very uncomfortable.

Yuelou helped the old man sit down and said, "You go and get something first, and I'll talk to grandma for a while." ”

"Your husband looks like a man who will hurt his wife. ”

"Don't talk nonsense! He's just my friend!" Yuelou flipped through her handbag in embarrassment, her face turning red unconsciously.

"Then you don't like him anymore?" The old man carefully examined the change in Yuelou's expression.

"When...... While...... While...... Of course I do". Yuelou pursed her lips and squeezed out these four words.

"If you like it, say it sooner". The old man smiled kindly.

"Let's not talk about me for a while, why did you come out to sell flowers alone at such an old age, and where did your husband go?"

The old man sighed bitterly, tears falling from his eyes, "Who let our lives be bad!"

"My husband died when he was thirty years old. Our family was poor, and he wanted to subsidize his family by digging medicinal herbs, but one day he was bitten by a poisonous snake. ”

"What about your son?"

"My son also died two years ago". She burst into tears. The cry caused by years of bitterness is really more painful than anything else.

"He didn't have to die, there was a war going on in the Northeast at that time, and he had to participate in the 'Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army'. I slapped him twice in a fit of rage, and he didn't listen." The old man suddenly became excited, "You say, if he doesn't go to war, or if there is no damn war at all!

Yuelou wiped away her tears: "There are some things that no one can predict, you are a lot old, and enjoying your old age is the most important thing." She continued: "If you have financial difficulties, come to my house, and if you want to find a chat partner, come to me. ”

The old man held Yuelou's hand tightly, and her hands were all pinched and hurt by her.

"Yuelou, what are you talking about with Auntie?" Congshan came over with coffee, "smiling so happily." ”

"Of course, it's about family life, who talks about wine and women as soon as you men meet." Yuelou glanced at Congshan and said.

"Who has nothing to talk about women? Women are not all men." Satoyama said deliberately.

Yuelou wanted to count Congshan, but she suddenly saw something that surprised her even more, "Why is there a face on the coffee?"

"Don't you think it's a bit like you?" Satoyama laughed out of the corner of his eye, "I asked the clerk to draw it on you." ”

"I didn't expect you to be so humorous." Yuelou lowered his head and said.

The old man looked at them with a look of joy on his face.

Yuelou slowly picked up the coffee, slowly brought it to her lips, took a sip slowly, and then she immediately spit it all back into the cup.

"Why does this drink a bit like swill?" Yuelou said, dropping her glass.

Congshan never thought that Yuelou would be so 'rude': "You will say this for the first time when you drink it, this kind of coffee is called 'mocha', and it is the favorite drink of women." ”

"Just because other women like it doesn't mean I like it too. ”

"Well, you're better than any other woman, you're pretty, unusual, and gentle. ”

"I'm just cute." Yuelou said shyly.

Congshan glanced at her and said, "You are not cute at all, but you are a little hateful!"

"Then you still like me?" Yuelou said with a smile.

The old man listened to their conversation and was already smiling from ear to ear.

"It's going to be closed here. ”

"Oh, let's go, then". Yuelou looked at Congshan and the old man.

The old man quickly finished his coffee.

"Auntie, I'll call you a car!"

"Don't want it". The old man waved his hand and said, "I know that you will only buy flowers because you pity me, an old woman, and if I let you call a car again, I will feel uneasy." ”

Hearing the old man say this, Congshan and Yuelou had no choice but to let the old man go home by himself. Looking at the old man's stumbling steps, Yuelou's tears flowed.

The moonlight makes the whole world hazy, and the distant mountains are green and lonely.

Congshan and Yuelou rode horses and walked in such a realm.

Congshan looked at Yuelou's beautiful neckline and soft earlobes, and slowly slid his hand towards her waist.

When Congshan's hand just touched his waist, Yuelou bowed his head softly.

Then, Congshan hugged Yuelou into his arms, and his lips pressed to her. She stared into his eyes until his lips merged with herself, and she didn't close them.

Hongxing looked at Yuelou's face in the mirror and said, "Miss, you have become beautiful again." ”

She said while bunning her hair for Yuelou, "But I still don't understand, it's raining so heavily outside, why do you want to buy porcelain?

"How can I become pretty! You're talking nonsense again!" Although Yuelou seemed to be angry, flowers bloomed on her face.

She tracing her eyebrows and smiling at why she went to the china shop.

"You always have so many weird tempers that you can't fathom." Hongxing complained, "You like to ride in a carriage when you have several cars at home, everyone else goes to the cinema to watch movies and dance in the dance hall, but you want to go to the theater to watch a play, everyone else goes to the café to drink coffee, but you want to go to the teahouse to drink tea." ”

Hong Xing continued to complain, Yuelou didn't say a word, quietly looking at Hong Xing's angry face and sincere eyes.

Still a carriage.

The people on the road all lowered their heads and held umbrellas in a hurry, and occasionally looked up at the rain and the color of the umbrella, either smiling girls or childish children.

Yuelou is one of the girls who watch the sky.

She kept looking around, looking at the expressions and clothes of passers-by, judging their past.

Heavy rain poured down from the sky like splashes of ink, falling on buildings, dripping on grass and trees, flying on people's umbrellas, and splashing on people's shoes.

Turning a street corner, Yuelou saw a man and a woman standing in the middle of the road in the distance. The woman held a red umbrella and said something to the man standing in the heavy rain. She pointed to the man's nose, and her body continued to rise and fall.

As soon as Yuelou walked up to them, she heard the woman's crisp slap on the man's face.

"You're so uneducated!" Hong Xing pointed at the woman and scolded.

"Who's scolding ......" The woman immediately turned around, ready to scold. When she saw Hong Xing's fierce face, she was silent, lowered her head and turned around and slapped the man again.

"Let me go down and teach her a good lesson!" Hongxing rolled up her sleeves and wanted to go down, but Yuelou stopped her with a smile.

Yuelou opened a dark purple umbrella and walked down. The woman continued to count the men, and when the moon tower approached, she understood the reason why the woman scolded the man: it turned out that they made money by selling baked cakes, and the business was sluggish recently, so the men picked up the baked cakes to sell on the street, and it happened that the sudden rain today soaked the baked cakes.

It was only when the umbrella reached the man's head that they noticed that someone was coming.

Yuelou said to the woman with a smile: "Eldest sister, the couple are going to live a lifetime, you treat the eldest brother like this, although the eldest brother doesn't say it, he must be unwilling in his heart." When the money is gone, you can make it again, but the harmony between husband and wife can't buy anything. ”

The corners of Yuelou's mouth hooked into a smile, and he took out enough money and handed it to the woman.

"Girl, we're not going to take money from anyone." The woman smiled and pushed away Yuelou's hand, and pulled her man over with a red face, "My temper is like this, I come and go quickly, our old man has long been used to it!

The man nodded in resignation.

The man was so obedient that Yuelou felt envious: "It's not easy for everyone, this money can always improve your life." ”

Yuelou repeatedly gave the money to the woman, but the woman refused to accept it, and she finally handed the money to the man.

She felt someone shaking her pants, and when she looked down, it turned out to be a little boy with a mouth full of marshmallows, who was holding half a marshmallow and handing it to Yuelou.

"My sister is so beautiful". The boy's eyes were full of pure love.

Yuelou looked at the boy's bright eyes and squatted down to finish the marshmallow.

Yuelou came out of the flower shop with the boy in her arms, and she had an extra bouquet of lilies in her hand. The man has already carried the burden, and the woman's umbrella has been propped up on the man's head.

"Big sister, this is what I gave you." Yuelou rushed up and said.

"We are all coarse people, and we can't do such elegant things." The woman scratched her hair with her hand and said in embarrassment.

"It's okay, I really hope that you can be kind and loving for a lifetime." Yuelou handed the flower to the woman and walked back to the carriage.

"Miss, why don't you let me go down and teach that woman a lesson! That woman is so hateful, how can she beat and scold her man, and he has been drenched in the rain for a long time on such a cold day. That man is really, he has no temperament at all, and his wife is not angry with him no matter what, he is really a useless man!" Hongxing pointed at the man fiercely and scolded.

Yuelou put her arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't you think that woman is not pretentious at all? When you hate, you hate, and when you love, you love." Besides, her anger goes quickly, unlike some women who can give birth for ten days and a half months when they are angry.

If I were a man, I would definitely not be able to stand a woman who would give birth to a woman for a long time when I was angry.

That man is also very good! A man who knows how to endure and take care of a woman is a man who is truly worthy of entrusting his life. No woman can stand a strong man, a man who doesn't know how to love herself. ”

"Mademoiselle has a point, but as far as I'm concerned, even if my man beats and scolds me, I don't want him to be uncourageous. ”

"You're so strange, isn't a man who can let you beat and scold as a man who beats you all day long?" Yuelou didn't know what she was thinking.

The carriage stopped in front of the porcelain shop in Congshan, and Yuelou saw four big characters on the door: Siyue porcelain.

With a glint in her eyes, she walked into the china shop.

A pure Chinese porcelain shop, with simple and heavy counters, carved porcelain shelves, beautifully textured wooden floors and rich ambergris. Yuelou secretly admired Congshan's taste.

"Huh, what is this?" Hongxing pulled Yuelou to the counter and effortlessly picked up the iron ornament the length of the man's arm.

"You can't take this one casually." The guy frowned and smiled bitterly.

"Cut! I'm not unfamiliar with this!" she tossed the ornament on the counter.

Yuelou looked at Hongxing, shook his head, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, but what is this?"

"I got this one back from France, and I heard it's a famous building in Paris! What is it called?" he looked up at the ceiling and thought for a moment, and suddenly said excitedly, "That's right! It's called the Eiffel Tower!"

"What is the Eiffel Tower! It's called the Eiffel Tower!" a round-faced girl who was wiping a porcelain stand turned her head and laughed.

Yuelou couldn't help but smile as she looked at the shopkeeper staring at the girl's eyes. She turned around and glanced at the porcelain in the shop, and praised Satoyama's taste even more.

Porcelain comes in different shapes and serves different purposes. The themes and colors of the pictures on the bottle are also varied, satisfying the preferences of different people. From the pen holder for putting brushes to the large porcelain for planting bamboo, from the streets of European towns to the old women and children on the river during the Qingming Festival.

"Why are you here in such a heavy rain!" Satoyama took off his hat and walked over.

Yuelou was imagining what kind of person Congshan was, and couldn't help but be startled by this sudden voice.

"I'm here to see the porcelain, and I want to put more flowers in the room. ”

"Oh, let's go upstairs first! It's too cold in the store, wait for the rain to light up before it comes down." ”

"Okay". Yuelou lowered his head and walked up with him.

The layout in the Satoshi Mountain House is completely different from the shop.

Step into the living room and you'll hear the elegant and serene Chopin nocturnes on the record player, and you'll be drawn to the TV on the table. There are also some items that can also show the elegance of the owner, such as the fish tank and piano by the window, the dreamcatcher net on the wall and the movie poster.

"This place and the old man's house are simply two worlds!" Hong Xing was surprised, "I have only seen such a house in movies, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes"! She actually cheered like a child.

Yuelou does appreciate the elegance of Congshan, but she hates Western things. She couldn't tell why, and sometimes thought it might be an instinctive disgust. She did not show the slightest disgust, and sat down on the sofa elegantly and quietly.

"So you are such a romantic person!" The piano groaned under the fingers of the red apricot, "You are the person I have ever met who is most compatible with my young lady, and our young lady knows all kinds of things, no worse than you! She can play the pipa, raise flowers, write beautiful calligraphy, and cook good dishes."

The most important thing is that she is very caring and gentle. ”

Congshan looked at the moon tower as bright as a rose, and a wave of heat surged in his heart: "Intimate, gentle, and elegant women are what all men like." What a man needs is a woman who can take care of herself and take care of the family. ”

Then he changed his head: "Actually, I also like traditional things very much." He pointed to the flower arrangement next to the TV, "I planted the peony in that color bottle." ”

Yuelou looked at the color vase, and when she saw the flower arrangement, she felt an incomparable sense of beauty and a deep sense of Zen.

Unconsciously she walked over to the flower arrangement and looked at it quietly for a long time.

"Surely you've read a lot of books on Taoism and Zen Buddhism, right?"

"Well, I strongly identify with Taoism and Zen Buddhism." Congshan saw that Yuelou liked straightforward people, so he didn't have the slightest modesty.

"I also like them very much." Yuelou's eyes seemed to be looking at Congshan, and it seemed to be looking at some unknown virtual realm, "Especially every time I read the Diamond Sutra and the Altar Sutra, I always feel that the soul seems to have become nothing, and the whole person is wandering in eternal tranquility." ”

"You two just get married, let's do it tomorrow!" Hongxing shouted at Yuelou and Congshan.

Yuelou brushed the ground and even his neck turned red, and Congshan was also a little embarrassed.

He looked at Yuelou and felt that her blushing was even more cute. He opened his mouth a few times, as if he had something to say, and finally said, "Don't you want to see the porcelain? ”