When I returned to the Chen Ji Inn, it was already sunset in the west, and the last trace of daylight left in the far sky showed a lonely dark yellow.

The lantern in front of the Chenji Inn has been lit, and the light is dim and has no effect. Far less than the autumn chrysanthemum blooming in front of the door as bright and dazzling, the proprietress said that after a few days of leisure, she will use this chrysanthemum to make chrysanthemum cakes for everyone to try. Xiaopang was full of interest, folded a lot and cleaned up, dried it every day, and prepared to make chrysanthemum tea for us to drink on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Beiqi was slightly stunned when he saw me and Song Yunjing entering the door, and then smiled slowly: "It's really timely to come back, just in time for dinner." ”

Xiao Pang, who had been lying listlessly on the table, heard Beiqi's words, and raised his head with a happy face. Turning around, he shouted at Boss Chen and his wife, who were busy in the kitchen, "Dad, mother, Brother Yunjing and Sister Dongge are back." After speaking, he looked at us curiously, "Sister Dongge, why did you send Xiaodong for so long?" Look outside, it's dark. ”

"Oh......" I really hadn't thought about it, and I didn't know how to answer it for a while. I can't tell Xiaopang that after we sent Xiaodong, we chatted, had a meal, peeked into other people's privacy by the way, and then started a chase with Song Yunjing.

That's why we went back to the inn so late.

I glanced at Song Yunjing, who was relaxed, and changed direction: "Oh...... This, you have to ask your brother Yunjing, after all, I listen to him in everything. ”

Xiaopang really cast his curious gaze on Song Yunjing, and there was a momentum of breaking the sand pot and asking the end.

Song Yunjing touched Xiaopang's head and said very kindly: "Children can't have so much curiosity, otherwise they will grow old easily." ”

Xiaopang was not convinced, and pestered Song Yunjing. Song Yunjing was forced to be helpless, so he had to use "This is the secret between me and your sister Dongge to send it away." I thought that Xiaopang would continue to entangle, but he opened his eyes wide and said innocently: "Then have you hooked up with Sister Dongge?" ”

"Well, it's hooked." Song Yunjing nodded without changing his face.

"Ah, don't talk about Brother Yunjing." Xiaopang suddenly looked serious, and said righteously: "Sister Sansheng said that the agreed things must be kept." ”

I had an idea, leaned down and asked, "Little Fatty, you often go to the Sansheng girl's house to play, has the Sansheng girl ever told you about herself?" Like what...... Where did she come from? For another example, what did she do when she came to Qinghe Town? ”

It's not once or twice that we ask about Sansheng, and Xiaopang is no longer surprised, and thinks about it thoughtfully, and says, "Oh, Sister Sansheng said that she came to find someone." ”

Song Yunjing and I actually already know this, if I didn't guess wrong, the person she was looking for was Sun Yu. I didn't get more useful things from Xiaopang, Sansheng is a person who hides his heart very deeply, and he won't easily reveal his heart to others, even if Xiaopang is just a group of ignorant children.

We ate, slept, and slept and ate for days on end, and our lives were quite depraved and corrupt. When I was bored, I turned out the backgammon that Song Yunjing taught me to play before, and dragged him to play chess together, Beiqi was originally just watching from the sidelines, but then he found it interesting and began to point fingers, Xiaopang himself is a master, the four of them are divided into two camps, and the fight is in deep trouble, and it is difficult to give up.

I and Beiqi are on the side, Song Yunjing and Xiaopang are on the side, and the two sides are evenly matched. But Beiqi and I feel that we can't lose this battle, we are a foreign race, and the other party is a human race, if we lose to them, won't we lose the face of the foreign race, so that the foreign race can't raise its head in front of mortals.

Today is August 13th, at 10 o'clock in the afternoon, and we are once again in a five-in-a-row game ready to start a tug-of-war. The proprietress walked out of the back hall, took out a handful of money from her pocket and stuffed it to Chubby, and instructed: "Chubby, you go to the market to buy some flour, lotus seeds, egg yolks or something, the **** is good for making moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival." It's thirteen today, and if you don't buy it, those bosses and stall owners will have to take advantage of the situation to increase the price again. ”

"Okay, I'll go right away." Xiaopang has long been eager to go out, these days he has been confined at home to recuperate, these days he can finally jump and walk normally, I can't wait to go to those partners to play football immediately. The proprietress was worried that Xiaopang's old injury was not healed, and she added a new injury, so she resolutely refused to allow him to go out.

Chubby picked up the money and hurriedly rushed out the door. I caught Chubby, "I'll go with you, I want to go out for a walk." ”

The proprietress smiled: "Go, if the two sons are not too troublesome, let's go out for a walk." It's the fifteenth day after tomorrow, and there are a lot of shows in town, and there are many strange things you haven't seen before. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, although it was lively, it was too crowded, and many interesting things could not be seen. ”

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and there are many small things in the market that I have never seen before, although they do not look expensive, but they are exquisitely conceived and exquisitely interesting. One after another food stall on the side of the road, crispy cakes, ten miles of fragrance. The fruit stall is fragrant pear and red dates, and the green and red are handed over. The sweet smell of wine came from the depths of the alley in the distance, and although I had a little mustard for the wine, I was slightly intoxicated by the aroma of the wine in this peaceful scene.

Xiaopang is a child, and it is inevitable that he will be called a high price by the stall owner when he buys things, Song Yunjing followed him all the way, and bargained with the stall owner with his three-inch tongue and cheekiness, saving a lot of money for Xiaopang. Song Yunjing picked and chose among the stalls with great interest, and Xiaopang followed behind with a look of adoration, and those girls and mothers-in-law who passed by all looked at them with contempt and contempt when they saw such a cautious man, but Song Yunjing didn't care.

Wandering around like this, I actually walked to Zhangjia Lane, and Sun Yu's medicine shop happened to fall at the head of Zhangjia Lane. Xiaopang is a good boy who knows how to repay his kindness, he thinks that Dr. Sun gave him a kind massage, and also gave him free medicine, and he is a good doctor with noble conduct. His feet are now in good condition, thanks to Dr. Sun, so he has to go and thank Dr. Sun in person.

It is not easy for children to understand so many truths, and the three of us are very supportive, so we accompanied Xiaopang into the exquisite little wooden building.

"Zhuzhi, sit down, I'm dizzy when I turn around." A woman's soft voice came from the room, and every word seemed to take a lot of effort. As we entered, we saw the woman who spoke, dressed in a silk skirt of water blue, with a camellia hosta in a high bun on her head. With bright eyes and bright teeth, peach cheeks and apricot face, she is talking about a girl like her.

I almost immediately realized who this woman was, not by intuition, of course, but because she was waiting for the little girl beside her. Miss Qian Siyu.

When Zhuzhi saw us, he was slightly surprised, but he buried his head and did not speak. Qian Siyu thought that we were patients who came to see the doctor, and smiled slightly: "A few of you will sit down first, and Ah Yu will come over immediately." She turned back to the bamboo branch: "Go and call Dr. Sun out." ”

Ah Yu? What an affectionate title. When did Miss Qian and Dr. Sun become such a close relationship?

Qian Siyu retracted his gaze, smiled politely at us, and slowly brought a cup of hot tea to his lips with both hands, with a demure demeanor. I can't help but compare her with Sansheng, and I feel that they are two types of beauties, not the same thing. Qian Siyu is gentle and demure, a typical style of the daughter of everyone in the world. Sansheng is elegant and indifferent, but it inevitably has the common disease of different races, and he is not interested in human beings, and his beauty is too unreal.