"Ahem...... "Ahem" spring catkins, even at night, still fly in the air everywhere, causing people to itch under their noses. The faint candlelight swayed into a beautiful shape from time to time, reflecting the figure of a middle-aged man next to the case. He looks weak and weak, but he has an indescribable elegant temperament.

"Ahem......" He covered his mouth and coughed a few times before he picked up his pen and wrote in a very beautiful font on the paper:

Qingyan my wife, see the letter as if you don't know.

This morning, the boy from the neighbor's house came to the husband again to do his education, and the husband wanted to be lazy and did not want to deal with him. Who knows, he actually moved out of the lady and you came to press me. Think about it carefully for the husband, if the lady is here, she must also be scolded for being stingy. Who called my lady, she is the famous bodhisattva heart of Qingyan Town!

But the husband really felt strange, when he first met the lady, the lady was obviously an iceberg beauty, refusing to let people thousands of miles away, and not giving any affection! My husband remembers that you said that it is all because of Yingzhong that you will have such a change, become enthusiastic, and become eventful...... Oh, speaking of Yingzhong's sister, she is also very concerned about her husband.

Some say she died on the battlefield, others say she eloped with someone; Some people say that she walked the rivers and lakes and became the head of the Xihe faction, and some people say that she is still in the palace, but she is still unwilling to leave the palace even when she is of the age of release.

Although the husband is very worried, he also believes that the sister must be doing well. We are such a smart and open-minded girl, she must be able to live well.

What's more, this Qingyan town has good mountains and good water, and the husband is really reluctant to leave.

I still remember that when we first arrived in Qingyan Town, my mother told my husband that this is my mother-in-law's hometown, and I was so scared that my husband almost kowtowed three times when he entered the village. The lady also told her husband that the mother was born to the mother when she gave birth to her son. This made the husband finally understand why the lady was unwilling to accept the husband's intentions and did not want to give the husband the opportunity to take care of you earlier......

In fact, a husband doesn't mind having children, and a husband doesn't want someone to interfere in your relationship. Although the husband is a gold list high school, it is just a Hanlin Academy. Now that I have resigned from the official, I am an ordinary man, who has neither the wealth of the family nor the appearance of Pan An, but the lady can promise me a lifetime, raise eyebrows with me, compare wings into pairs, and be grateful to my husband, and I can't repay it.

I had to live in the next life, life after life, and marry a lady again, and promise to repay the kindness.

Alas...... If you calculate carefully, it has been ten years since you and I got married. And the lady went to a certain place alone, and it has been seven years now. I still remember that at that time, the lady often said to her husband: Qingyan was infected with a stubborn disease when he was young, and he already knew that his time was short. After I go, the officials remember to go and see for me, the great rivers and mountains in the world.

How could my husband not know that the lady's words were just for me to live well. Although since the day you and I got married, we know that the rest of this life, **** can be regarded as stealing from God, but even if the mother's life is thin, even in the husband's life, he will only be with the mother for three years...... However, with these three years, there are no regrets in the husband's life.

However, I know the lady's regrets. Your biggest regret must be the same as the girl in Yingzhong, worrying about the whereabouts of the white fungus.

The lady can rest assured that her husband has never given up looking for her, and so far, there has finally been a result......

*****

"Ahem ......" was written here, and the writer's mood fluctuated, and he couldn't help but stop the movements in his hands.

Qian Fu, this high-spirited champion, is now like a candle in his last years, his cheeks are deeply sunken, and his long beard covers the mouth of the exit.

He shook his head and sighed softly, remembering an incident not long ago......

It was a sunny afternoon, and someone came to him to ask him for calligraphy lessons, and in order to please him, in addition to bringing a pot of wine, it was inevitable to find something he was interested in.

No one in Qingyan Town knows, except for his wife He Qingyan, the only person who can make him interested is the person the two of them have been looking for.

A woman who sings like a yellow warbler.

"It's just hearsay below, there is a singer surnamed Shen in Yangzhou, and her singing voice is beautiful and famous."

Singer? Qian Fu couldn't help but drink a few glasses of spirits.

Then without saying a word, I packed up and went to Yangzhou.

When I arrived in Yangzhou and asked around, I learned that this beautiful woman had married a salt merchant. Qian Fu went to visit the salt merchant again, and the salt merchant had already heard of the name of Qian Fu, the champion of the Lang, and attached great importance to it, and immediately set up a banquet to entertain him.

At the banquet, Qian Fu took advantage of the wine to ask to meet the famous new lady.

When the salt merchant heard his envious tone, he felt that there was a light on his face, and he made the little room come out and see it.

Seeing this, the wine glass in Qian Fu's hand almost overturned.

The visitor was dressed in white clothes and white skirts, with thin eyebrows curved like the moon, and beautiful eyes looking forward to a variety of colors, just like a bright autumn moon.

After a moment of shock, Qian Fu actually felt a little relieved...... I am glad that she has grown into a big girl who stands all over the world, and I am glad that she is really still alive and free of illness and disaster......

At the same time, there is loss, she doesn't know how much she has suffered alone, why didn't she return to Beijing, she could only get a concubine when she was lost......

That's the white fungus that all of them love!

And the other party's black eyes were shining brightly, and he boldly glanced at everyone present, and the confidence and temperament in his eyes were amazing.

Until she saw Qian Fu.

Time stands still, and everything is silent.

"Hurry up, it's rare for the champion to appreciate. The lady quickly took out the silk cloth and asked Qian Zhuangyuan to write a poem. ”

Although he called "lady", his eyes did not look at her. Qian Fu looked at this salt merchant again, and felt that although he was also dignified, young and promising, he was too coppery! So he gently took the ayapa, and immediately asked: "Light Luo shirt and light skirt, light eyebrows and light lips." It's a pity that all of them are light, how did you marry a salt seller? ”

As a result, he was naturally kicked out.

When he was about to go out, Qian Fu's drunken eyes were hazy, and all he saw was the lowered eyes of the white fungus.

He slept in the back doorway.

It wasn't until the dawn approached that the door was gently opened, and a petite figure sprang out and sat beside him obediently. Just the first words she said made Qian Fu's eyes red.

She said, "Brother, I didn't expect to see you again in this life." ”

Finally suppressed the tumbling emotion, Qian Fu held his breath and coughed, before staring at her and asking, "White fungus, how are you doing?" ”

"Okay." Tremella replied affirmatively, "Not bad." ”

"That's good." Qian Fu clenched his hands into fists, released them, clenched them again, and finally couldn't help but ask, "White fungus, why don't you come back to us?" ”

Tremella lowered her eyes again. Qian Fu remembered that every time she was sad, she would lower her head.

She told him that the accident that happened on Chinese New Year's Eve ended up concluding: "Mother-in-law Paper and Xiaoyu are dead, and my sister's child is also dead." I was lucky to have escaped. Speaking of this, she paused, and tears immediately rolled down her eyes, "I didn't take good care of the child, and I didn't have the face to see my sister again......"

The tip of Qian Fu's nose was sour, and he stretched out his big hand to take her into his arms, like a competent elder, while stroking her head, and comforting: "White fungus, it's not your fault." Yingzhong has been looking for you, and she has never blamed you! ”

"But I can't forgive myself...... I have survived by myself so far, whether I am sold to a hook or married as a concubine, I always remember my sister's teachings, face it strongly, and live an optimistic life. She turned me into such a good person, but I didn't take good care of her children......"

The crying was about to get out of control, and Qian Fu wanted to tell her the truth—the truth about the child that He Qingyan had told him. But in the end, he endured it, and only patted her on the shoulder to change the topic: "White fungus, the wedding dress you embroidered, Qingyan is very beautiful." ”

The crying stopped. Silver Ear raised her head from his arms, her eyes were full of joy, "Brother, my sister helped me transfer it to you, right?" You finally married Sister Qingyan! You're doing well, aren't you? What about Sister Qingyan? ”

Qian Fu smiled, and there was no discoloration in his eyes, "She's fine." We live in Qingyan Town, which is where she grew up, and she hopes to be there until her old ......."

"Then Tremella has no regrets......" Wiping her tears, Tremella exhaled and stood up.

"White fungus ......"

"Brother, go back. Now that I've integrated into life here, I don't want to go back to the palace. ”

As he spoke, there was a sudden movement in the house, and Qian Fu listened carefully, it was the salt merchant who was anxiously looking for white fungus. Listening to his tone, it was not like being angry, but more like caring.

Hearing this, Silver Ear finally smiled at him and was about to open the door and leave.

Qian Fu knew that this was her choice. He got up and waved softly at her goodbye. As soon as the door opened, White-eared turned around and asked, "Brother, sister, are you okay?" ”

Qian Fu pondered for a moment, and finally replied: "Okay, if you live happily, she will be fine." ”

She nodded, her smile full of satisfaction. Behind the door, Qian Fu heard a beautiful singing voice, which was the first song sung by the four of them in Qianfu many years ago:

"Who can listen to the Nai, Nai is touching.

I don't hate Xiangbo, I don't complain about Xiangshui.

How dare you say, empty envy of the river and the moon.

In the past, I heard that the boat was broken, and the fishing song was heard.

The first song is sad, and the song is sad.

Where is the last song, Yi is the fisherman's line. ”

*****

"Ahem......" recalled that it came to an abrupt end, Qian Fu dipped it in ink and continued to write:

White fungus is an eternal bond in the hearts of the three of us, and now, we can all rest assured. And since the husband has nothing to do, it's time to set off to find the lady.

In the past few years, my husband has lived alone in the world, and I have lived too lonely, and I promised you a good life, which can be regarded as living up to it. Heaven pays off as a husband, a doctor told me a month ago that time is short, thinking that I will soon be reunited with my wife, and I only feel happy for my husband.

Under the loess, but a monument and a coffin are separated, life and death are sooner or later, and the day of meeting is not far away......

It's late at night, and that's all for tonight's letter. The candle flame accompanied me to go with lovesickness, and my wife Qingyan opened it personally.