In June, Chang'an flowers bloomed, the same red cockscomb and Fusang, a red Nongli, a red chic. The jasmine and gardenia in full bloom in the pen "Fun" www.biquge.info Pavilion are like two beautiful women who compare with each other but do not give in to each other, they want to be whiter than whose dress is whiter, and whose fragrance is more elegant;

June in Chang'an is also the season for all kinds of fresh food to be put on the market. The ripe aroma of melons, fruits, pears and peaches coexists with the rich floral fragrance in June, which fills the shortcomings of flowers and no flowers in spring, few fruits and flowers in autumn and no fruits and flowers in winter, which is a rare and successful season of the year.

Chu Yunxi, who was out of the palace, saw that the sun was still high in the western sky, touched the moon in his arms, and walked towards Dongshi.

When I entered the market, my ears were like a swarm of bees, and I made a loud noise. The nose is also stuffed with the original bloody smell of fresh meat and poultry eggs before they are put into the pot.

All kinds of bloody animal thighs hung at the door of the butcher's shop, and a layer of black flies crawled on the table where the meat was placed, flying and stopping as the butcher's knife fell with the big waist and round waist. A freshly slaughtered goat was disemboweled, and the blood flowed down the cutting board to the ground, mixed with the fishy water splashed from the basin of the fish stall next to it, forming an unpleasant smell, Chu Yunxi had to cover his nose and detour.

The big girl and the little daughter-in-law carrying the basket walked in groups of three and two, and a few girls stopped in front of the stall with their favorite items to bargain with the stall owner. Seeing him approaching, he smiled shyly and stepped aside.

Chu Yunxi nodded politely to them and turned to the vegetable stall opposite.

An old lady who picked vegetables pinched a handful of chili peppers and took them to the stall owner, who was not happy to reply a few words, and the two quarreled, attracting a crowd of onlookers. The two men raised their voices individually, one coarsely and the other screeched, making extremely hideous expressions like demons escaping from hell, and spitting out vicious and fierce curses from their mouths.

Chu Yunxi, who was standing on the side, only felt that his heartbeat was disordered, his chest was stuffy, and it was difficult to breathe. She had always hated loud noises, especially loud noises, and now there were two people standing beside her arguing loudly, and although it had nothing to do with her, she still found it unbearable. She frowned, cupped her chest, and squeezed her way out of the crowd before she could faint from the murky air.

Only when you enter a chaotic and noisy place like a vegetable market can you truly appreciate the life of the people in the market. They are mediocre, calculating, and will quarrel over a little chicken and dog; They are ordinary, unambitious, and live only to survive. But it is precisely because they are simple-minded and only care about the present that they have to live and live a simple and happy life.

After walking back and forth a few times, Chu Yunxi finally realized that it was difficult for him to blend into their vulgar joy. The front of each vegetable stall was crowded with people, and the more people there were, the more she felt alienated, like a ghost roaming in a sea of people, floating past a person.

Just as she decided to return empty-handed, she passed in front of a very hot silk village, and the flow of people at the door was divided into two groups, one group was squeezing out with a few rolls of cloth in her arms, and the other group was desperately trying to enter the door. She raised her hand to cover the sunset that was about to set on the horizon, and looked at the plaque, which was shiny with five large lacquered gold characters: Chen's Silk Village.

This is the first branch opened after Chen's Silk Village settled in Chang'an, Chen Siyu used almost all the relationships and methods available to make Chen's Silk Village appear in Chang'an as quickly as possible. She even used a cargo ship built specifically for this purpose, which is said to be the largest at the time. And her painstaking solitude finally lived up to expectations. Because the people of Chang'an have seen the silk and satin of the Chen family in the south of the Yangtze River, once the silk village is started, it will immediately become popular in Chang'an. Zhuang Nei took advantage of the situation to launch women's jewelry with southern characteristics, leading the popular trend in Chang'an, and for a time the women in Chang'an City were proud to be able to wear Chen Ji's clothing.

She had long wanted to catch up with the trend and buy a few feet of cloth, even if she couldn't wear it, it would be good to give three of them to Qing Liu, but who knew that she happened to pass by today. She took a few steps closer, tiptoed and glanced in, the silk village was full of people, and she was afraid that there was no place to put her feet. She lingered outside the door for a while, and saw that the flow of people did not decrease, so she had to go back and discuss with Lu Yan first, and next time she would come to her friend's field.

The owner of the pancake stall, who has not been patronized by customers, looked at the silk village that was limited to the household, Chu Yunxi went to the stall to roll a stack of pancakes and take it away, he was very grateful to receive a few pennies, as his first guest, opened for his business, in order to ask for auspiciousness, she also politely thanked her, and quietly stuffed the pennies back into the money jar when she left.

After leaving the East Market and returning to the street, the indifference and haste of passers-by soothed her inner anxiety, and she was more accustomed to walking on the road in silence where no one disturbed or heeded, and everyone walked on the road to their goal according to the established track, each thinking about his own thoughts. It is only in such a peaceful environment that she can continue to live in her own world.

Now, even in the bright day with his eyes closed or in the dark of night when he can't see his fingers, Chu Yunxi can find a home with his nose alone—the one with the strongest fragrance of acacia flowers is his home.

Since this spring, when she transplanted a dying acacia tree on the side of the road to the yard and rescued it, she has been happily looking forward to its blooming every day like a child guarding candy. In the summer, the acacia tree was really full of flowers, and she found another fun in it while she was happy, and secretly played the game of finding fragrance and knowing the way.

They were used to keeping the door for Chu Yunxi, so the door opened easily with a light push. She went into the courtyard and locked the door, and when she looked back, she saw the acacia tree. The acacia is erected next to the chicken coop, its crown is open, stretching outward in patches, and the red velvet flowers are spread on the green leaves, which look like the wings of a rose parrot when it flies, and the colors are bright.

A few newborn chickens are pecking at millet on the ground and earthworms in the soil under the care of its open green wings. A chick curiously picked up a fallen acacia flower, the red pom-pom, the fragrance was attractive, and the chickens next to it put down the food in front of them, flapped their wings and chased after them.

Ulva stood under the tree in a green gauze skirt the same color as the leaves, with a clay pot in her arms. Chu Yunxi paced behind her and saw that she was single-mindedly taking out a fresh little yellow croaker from the clay pot and throwing it on the leafy branches. Then the sound of cats and feet trampling on the foliage could be heard in the dense foliage. Clusters of acacia flowers fell rapidly from the trees, revealing a snow-white cat's tail between the green leaves, which swept gracefully over the flowers and leaves, and then disappeared again.

"So you're feeding the cat." Chu Yunxi pointed to the canopy of the tree and asked, "Why don't you go up to the tree and catch it, isn't it too troublesome?" ”

Qing Chun threw a small yellow croaker high, shook his head with a smile and said: "That can't be done, this cat is too timid, I'm afraid of scaring it, so it won't come anymore, so I have to use food to slowly tease it." When it's cooked, you call it, and it will come down naturally. ”

Biyin, who stole the food, was blasted into the yard from the kitchen by Lu Yan, and she was not happy when she was taught by Lu Yan, and she didn't have time to swallow the almonds in her mouth before she said Qing Liu's cool words: "Our family can only eat meat a few times a month, and you have spare money to buy fish to feed it." ”

Qing Chun's raised hand slowly drooped, she held the clay pot and twisted it to the side, and whispered in shame but arrogance: "Yes, I know." Don't worry, I'll do more needlework in the future, and then pick up some laundry work next door to supplement the family. I will never use a penny of my family's money. ”

She walked back with a clay pot, Chu Yunxi grabbed her with a smile and said, "It's okay, my Yulu is not so much that I can't even afford to raise the three of you and a cat, hey, hey, feed as much as you want, don't save me money." As she spoke, she took a small yellow croaker from the basin and threw it at the tree.

Lu Yan came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands on the apron around her waist, and also helped maintain Qing Ulva and continued to count her down: "Qing Ulva don't pay attention to her, you have a mouth to say why others don't talk about yourself." We will count you as the one who eats the most, and if you eat less bits and pieces, how many cats can't feed them. ”

Biyin's face turned the color of pig liver, crossed her waist, and she was about to "start a war" with her. Chu Yunxi hurriedly interjected: "Biyin, come on, I bought you something delicious." She pulled out the paper bag in her arms and shook it in front of her eyes.

As soon as she heard the delicious food, Biyin's eyes lit up, and she was in no mood to quarrel, so she threw Lu Yan aside, threw herself to Chu Yunxi's side, grabbed the paper bag and opened it, her excitement instantly turned into foam, and she said in frustration: "Huh? It's pancakes again! ”

The scene was slightly embarrassing, and Chu Yunxi scratched his hair. The regular knocking at the door frightened her slightly, and the four people in the courtyard froze for a moment.

After she asked "who it is" twice, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped. She felt weird, retreated to the wall, and glanced at Qing Chun, who reflexively rushed into the room, pulled out two swords from the wall, one held herself, blocking Lu Yan and Bi Yin to protect them, and the other was thrown to Chu Yunxi.