Mo Cang listened to Jin Song's words, and he couldn't laugh or cry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She quietly pushed the door in, and the floor of the room was full of large and small cutting boards, all kinds of vegetable leaves and minced meat, all kinds of everything.

The purple-clothed figure with his back to her completely lost his usual demeanor and elegant son, and his luxurious brocade robe was stained with white flour.

And Mo Cang's smile was even more joyful, and his extremely good-looking handsome face was also full of flour, which was really funny and embarrassing to look at.

Xu is laughter broke the barrier that has been between the two, she heard him say that she wanted to make dumplings by herself, so that she could also taste her own craft, but she never thought that stealing the art was unsuccessful, and she was arrested.

Mo Cang naturally couldn't stand by, so he participated in it with his neat and clean sleeves, and subconsciously wiped the flour on his face with a towel and handkerchief.

At this moment, both of them were stunned. Her fingertips, his eyes, were scorching.

Mo Cang was the first to come back to his senses, took the basin in his hand and began to add water and knead the dough, and the night passed without embarrassment.

However, this Chinese New Year's Eve made her heart haunt a faint warmth.

She seems to have found a sense of home, she can not scruple about anything, there are people around her who can rely on her, she doesn't have to worry about whether she will be caught by her uncle if she gets up late tomorrow, and she doesn't have to worry about things that shouldn't have appeared in front of her before she took care of herself.

The old saying says that a gentleman cooks far away, but Xu Shaozhen actually thought of making dumplings for her on Chinese New Year's Eve.

This is really a very small thing, but it is a feeling that Mo Cang has never felt in fourteen years, not that no one cares, but that this care is really nuanced, and it is easy to find the softness in her heart.

"Mo Zixian told Xu Shaozhen that his birthday was on the sixth day of the sixth month of June, but this little fool never remembered what day it was, and in the third year, it was Xu Shaozhen who deceived Mo Zixian."

Xu Shaozhenfeng had a narrow smile in his eyes, glanced at Mo Cang and said: "He said that he wanted to tell Mo Zixian a story, and he was talking about ......"

Isn't he going to have a "once upon a time" mountain coming to him?

Mo Cangmei's eyes widened, and she looked at him with a playful and playful expression: "Brother Xu, if you continue like this, when will your story end?" ”

"My story, naturally, is the one who will end it. Xu Shaozhen in the story is about ...... in Zhujiazhuang that year"

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, Mo Cang looked at the flower butterfly in his hand, and suddenly realized, it turned out that he meant something. Zhu Yingtai is a daughter, she is also a real man, and she is a brother, there are people in the story, and she and Xu Shaozhen also have it.

It's just that, after all, they are not the people in the story. So, even if he had hinted at it to such an extent, what could she do?

"Zixian, tell me, your real name."

Xu Shaozhen's tone was very indifferent, but with a strong and determined attitude that no one could refuse.

Mo Cang shook his head and smiled: "When we meet in Pingshui, we will only have a dream in three years, and we will see each other again in Ningshan." I hope Brother Xu won't embarrass me. ”

She had long known that with his intelligence and acuity, it was impossible not to guess that her Mo Zixian was just a fake. Since she was a child, on Lusong Mountain, the people who dealt with her brothers and sisters were all children of official families, and she could understand many things.

Therefore, Mo Cang also knew that Xu Shaozhen not only knew that Mo Zixian was not true, but he was afraid that it was her real name, and he had already known it.

The Great Crown Dynasty, Xuanyuan is the emperor, Gu Xu is on the side, and the dragon and phoenix are just a false name?

The reason why he asked himself again was that after all, he still had hope and wanted to find a final answer from himself in person.

It's just that she can't be ruthless, and she can't have a trace of unbearability.

"I like Brother Xu's zither very much, thank you," Mo Cang pinched himself in the wide embroidered robe with one hand, and said with a smile: "It's not early, I still have some books that haven't been sorted out in the courtyard, so I'll go back first." ”

She turned and left.

Xu Shaozhen stood in place, watching her descend the steps step by step, as if the black clothes were about to blend into the rich cyan around her and never come out again.

His heart thumped, but soon he regained his composure. He really knows her temperament too well, so it's easier to handle.

He rubbed his fingers against the smooth railing, and looked at the stone staircase with some interest. His choice should be the right one.

Mo Cang's mood was quite uneasy, as soon as she turned the corner of the towering old tree and made sure that her figure had disappeared from sight at the other end of the pavilion, she leaned on the rough bark and slowly squatted down to hug herself.

She wasn't sad at all, just a little tired.

But why are her eyes so sour? She blinked, tears dripping wet her clothes, and the colorful colors of the butterfly kite seemed to fade in circles as if the halo slowly unfolded in front of her.

I knew it would be like this for a long time, but I still couldn't hold back my crying, it's a shame.

Mo Cang despised himself fiercely, and after a passing little doll stared at it with clear eyes for a long time, he finally stood up with some embarrassment.

She came alone, and naturally there was not much luggage, except for the manuscripts accumulated in Ningshan Academy in the past three years, there was no more to spare.

Xu Shaozhen bought her a few pieces of clothing, she didn't plan to return them, otherwise this back and forth would never stop.

Mo Cang sorted it out one by one, but when he got the string of money, he couldn't help but be a little confused.

She really owes Xu Shaozhen to others. Aside from the sidelines, the master gave her this string of copper coins, except for the two copper plates given when she was riding the ox cart at that time, there was no one missing.

In Shangyu's three-year life, she didn't drink the northwest wind to live, whose money she spended, it is naturally self-evident.

But this is understood, there is no way, she is poor and white, like shallots mixed with tofu, just a few copper plates have to be used as a coil to go back, how can there be silver to pay off the debt?

But if she didn't pay it back, she had a troubled conscience.

Mo Cang guarded the luggage that had been packed and struggled for a long time, and finally made up his mind, that's it, Xu Shaozhen is not short of these few silvers, she owes it for the time being, and the senior brothers will always have the opportunity to go to Beijing, and they will pay it back for themselves when the time comes.

At that time, she was never aware of her desire to repay her debts, and she was vaguely expecting that the two of them could intersect again. (To be continued.) )