As Yun Yang stared at the empty gate in a daze, a cool breeze made her shiver. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info She realized that the curtain at the door had somehow been half crooked, and it was hanging there empty.

"The iron hook on the door frame is loose again." Yun Yang was relieved, walked over, plugged the hook on the wooden frame, and hung the curtain again. After arranging everything, Yunyang was about to turn around and return, when the clogs suddenly touched a jujube red thing, and rolled to the side with a "flutter".

Yun Yang bent down to pick up the thing, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a small tiger made of jujube-red and ginger-yellow velvet thread.

"It's such a delicate gadget, but it's like Mianxi's craftsmanship. She has loved making these little things since she was a child. Yunyang stared at the little tiger, and already knew in his heart that this must have fallen accidentally when the mother and son left just now.

Originally, Yunyang had already made up her mind not to recognize Mianxi, but with this velvet tiger in her hand, she gradually wavered: "If I chase it out and return it to her, it will be reasonable and reasonable, and it will not seem abrupt." Because I really want to see Mianxi, I really miss her after all these years. ”

Thinking of this, Yunyang casually put on his hat and walked to the street, looked around, and found that Mianxi and her two children did not go far. Judging from behind, Mianxi's two children are not very old, they are similar in size, and they seem to be twins. They had just been able to walk, staggering, and Mianxi was patiently accompanied.

Yunyang walked up to her and handed the Velvet Tiger over. She didn't speak, Mianxi's attention was all on the child, and she didn't even raise her head, but just responded casually: "There is Miss Lao." ”

Yun Yang listened to her familiar voice, as if she had suddenly returned to the time when she was in the boudoir, and every day this voice floated around her, high and low, happy or angry.

When Yunyang came back to her senses, Mianxi had already taken her child away.

"After all, I didn't say a word." Yunyang's image fell on the flying flower in the heart of the wave, and after floating twice with the water waves, it fell deeply.

"That's actually a good thing." Yunyang comforted himself: "Mianxi doesn't have to think about the past, and I can say goodbye to the past calmly." ”

As he was walking back with a lot of heart, he suddenly heard a muttered voice from beside him, this voice was old and weak, as if it was a cloth that had been washed thousands of times, and it would tear apart with a little force.

Yun Yang patrolled the prestige, and saw an old lady with snow-white hair kneeling on the side of the street, her body was thin, her skin was dark, and her face was full of wrinkles like dense cracks in the long-dry land, decadent and difficult. The clothes on her body were thin and ragged, but they could be seen to be interracial clothes.

Because of the language barrier, even if she had the strength to keep begging for pedestrians to come and go, no one looked at her at all. Gradually, her begging voice grew lower and lower.

Yunyang walked over silently, took out all the twenty cents from the embroidered bag around his waist, and put it in the old woman's hand.

The old woman of the other race was greatly surprised, her eyes widened, and she trembled and stretched out her dry and dirty hand to grasp Yun Yanghao's wrist.

Although Yunyang was not used to this, he did not hide from it and let her do what she wanted. The old woman gently held Yunyang's hand, the back of her hand facing up, on her eyebrows, and said something in her mouth.

Although he couldn't understand what she said, Yunyang understood that it was all done by the old woman out of gratitude. When she finished talking, she solemnly bowed to Yun Bank. Yun Yang saw that she was old and gave such a salute to herself, and she really couldn't afford it. She naturally lifted the light veil on her hat, and with a smile in her eyes, she bowed her knees to the old woman.

She did this because of the situation at the time, and she didn't think about anything else.

There was a man standing no more than three or four feet away from her, and he saw it all. This person was holding a piece of broken silver in his hand, but at this time, he stood inexplicably and looked at Yunyang a little distracted.

"Great Khan, Great Khan." A man in his mid-thirties, with extremely thick arms, called softly, "What are you looking at?" Isn't it to give the old woman silver? ”

Hearing this, Shengheng blinked his eyes as if he had woken up from a dream. He covered up his frown and said, "Didn't someone go and give it?" Why bother us? ”

Assoto looked puzzled: "Didn't you say just now that none of the Han people in Luoyang City have a good heart." Besides, that old woman is from Akaya, and somehow ended up here, so let's go and rescue her. ”

Shengheng seemed unwilling to break the scene in front of him, and raised his hand to stop Asoto.

By this time, Yun Yang had finished saying goodbye to the old woman, put down the light yarn on the hat again, and walked in the direction of the tailor's shop. Seeing this, Shengheng quickly changed direction and walked a few steps in front of Yunyang, blocking her way.

Yun Yang was keeping her head down, thinking about her thoughts while walking, and suddenly realized that there was a powerful shadow in front of her, and she recalled that she had bumped into someone on the official road by the Luoshui River last time, so she stopped in a hurry.

"Why, this time I hid quickly!"

Yun Yang listened to the words that were pressed down on the top of his head, and suddenly felt a little familiar. When she looked up, she suddenly realized, wasn't this the "wall" she hit that night? Oh no, this guy is a madman who likes to shake around with a rattle, Yunyang lowered his head in fright, dodged to the side and tried to get around.

"Wait!" Shengheng decisively stretched out his long arm to block Yunyang's way. Yunyang gasped, and said in a trembling voice, "You...... What are you doing? This is a crowded street, so please respect yourself! ”

"Ha, where am I not self-respecting? On that day, some officers and soldiers arrested people, and I protected the girl thoroughly, and the girl was not only grateful, but also covered my eyes with incense ash in revenge, causing me to hurt for a long time. Shengheng bowed his head and spoke. His tall figure kept the afternoon sun behind him, and only a pair of dark, indistinguishable eyes stared at Yunyang.

As soon as Yunyang recalled the scene of that day, he felt upset, no matter how he looked at the person in front of him, he behaved very strangely, he didn't know how to do anything, and he went on a rampage.

In order to avoid trouble, Yun Yang simply pretended not to know him: "You probably recognized the wrong person, I have never seen you." ”

Yunyang's blunt refusal made Shengheng's breathing aggravated a little because of dissatisfaction. He didn't touch Yun Yang's Venerable Master's body, but he stood firmly in front of Yun Yang and asked with a hint of anger, "Have you ever had someone paint a portrait?" ”