After He Ziyong finished eating noodles at noon, he left silently, but he really fell asleep leaning on the trunk of the tree in the afternoon.

The dream was full of Luo Qi, this little lady who made him feel novel and interesting, not squeamish and even with some men's responsibility and courage, she could not care about the world's eyes, and she would not back down in front of the ethical Gangchang, and the courage to say no made him sigh to himself.

He dreamed that at noon, the back of the stubborn and resolute departure of the Jia family with a burden, like a poisonous blade, cut his world, many ifs, he couldn't help but ask himself, if he opened that wound, what would he see?

Is it the dawn, or is it the deadly venom......

When he woke up, the sun was already in the west, and he looked sideways, only to find that Luo Qi was still there.

Joyful and depressed.

Luo Qi was not the only one who didn't sleep last night, and so was He Ziyong, thinking about his heart was one thing, and the unexpected visitor in the second half of the night was the second.

In the middle of the night, there were suddenly three slight knocks outside the window, and He Ziyong reacted for a moment before he sat up suddenly.

Opening the window, a man in black jumped in and knelt down on one knee towards He Ziyong.

"Nine, see the young master."

He Ziyong looked at him for a while before helping him up with a complicated expression, and the man in black whispered respectfully and made a gesture with his hands folded.

"The one has a message, and I will make an appointment with you in the old land of Xingyang in three months to meet you."

He Ziyong sneered coldly, "Got it." ”

"Nine's retirement."

He Ziyong stared at the sunset for a long time, last night's No. 9 was very young, just like the No. 9 he saw more than ten years ago, but now, one code name, two people.

It is said that that person is the most nostalgic, is that so?

When we first met, he was a 10-year-old child...... I haven't heard from him for more than ten years in the blink of an eye, how can I think of seeing him again at this time, He Ziyong's heart is heavy, maybe he thinks too much, maybe it's still the same as more than ten years ago......

He grew up living in the story drawn by that man, there is no past, no future, what if......

His heart floated over Luo Qi's back, if he could be like her......

Can it really be?

He Ziyong's heart is like the words he pasted on the walls of the room, the pen is cold for a while, and the pen is soft and weak for a while, and finally he made up his mind, and his eyes were bright and he took out the wrinkled note from his sleeve, soaked in sweat ink spots, small five words, which seemed to have the weight of a thousand gold.

If people like it, they think about it.

In the next half month, He Ziyong was a lot more attentive, although he still avoided it in front of people, but every day he waited for her to go out together, that is, one after the other, and kept a long distance in between......

Because of this, anyway, I really can't stand a cold beauty who insists on squeezing out an emoji every day, that feeling is too weird, Luo Qi reluctantly ends the Cold War, and he doesn't bother to care about him.

The most important thing is that Luo Qi is busy walking with the wind, and the booming business is really beyond imagination.

Those who can't sit at the table sit on the side and eat, anyway, they are all men, no one cares about these, and there are even well-dressed rich people to try it, Luo Qi recognized a person, it was the entourage of the rich family, a middle-aged strong man who had made trouble in the Liu family once.

This group of people, unlike the last time they came, was vicious, but polite and polite, she glanced at the rich man more, her face was a little swollen, the corners of her eyes were bloodshot, and her eye sockets were black, and she looked like she had stayed up for a few days at night, and there was a curfew in the Tang Dynasty, and there were only a few places where you could play day and night.

Shaking her head, she opened the cash box and took a look, the recent profits are still okay, come on, Luo Qi.

The business of Xu Lao's second family is also on fire, it is also selling flatbread, there is duck soup to drink here, naturally they will not buy other houses, some people who can't wait to cook noodles will also buy a cake to pad their hunger, and the other five families will sell food and have a green face, and the stall can be crowded, and some people also bought side dishes from Zhao Qiniang's stall, and those who came to this place of clear soup noodles wanted to bombard people.

The sunset has not yet burned the red sky, Luo Qi has sold out of inventory, so he has to wait for the old man of the Yang family in Ximen to deliver the ducks.

This is what they discussed, send it at this hour every day, by the way, book the number of ducks tomorrow, Yang Laohan runs a leg every day, Luo Qi promised to settle the spot cash, Yang Laohan is naturally willing, the little lady has a sweet mouth, and prepares warm water for him every day to quench his thirst, very well-behaved, but Yang Laohan has also seen Luo Qi's pickiness, so the ducks sent every time are generally fat.

Xu Lao Er persuaded her to expand the stall, but Luo Qi only agreed but delayed.

It's better not to expand blindly, wait until a month or two has passed for everyone to be fresh, in order to truly reflect the normal state of business, and it is not too late to make a decision.

While thinking about it, I was frying duck slices in the yard, and suddenly I felt as if someone was peeping inside outside the door, "Who?!" ”

There was silence outside the door, Luo Qi slowly crossed to the door with a wooden stick, listened with his ears pricked up, looked out from the crack in the door, and there was nothing, so he carefully opened a crack, and looked at it suspiciously for a while, the alley was quiet, and there was no figure, "Maybe I've been too tired lately, and I always have illusions every once in a while." ”

She closed the door to herself and continued to go back to fry the ducks, but a dark shadow appeared behind the old tree not far away.

He Ziyong recently couldn't help but sell things during the day, and also took over the job of copying books, and slept later than Luo Qi every day, she privately asked Aunt He if she was in urgent need of money, Aunt He was also confused, only said that a few days ago He Ziyong suddenly said that the things at home were old and should be added.

Luo Qi looked around, it's all good, it can still be used.

However, a man should be living down-to-earth, it's good, she didn't tell him about her delusions, because she didn't want him to be distracted, the mature He Ziyong is more down-to-earth than the arrogant and awkward He Ziyong.

In the afternoon of this day, while the people who were eating at noon were all dispersed, Luo Qi went to the cloth shop and pulled three pieces of cloth, one was purple and Tibetan, two were one large and one small plain green, and the Tibetan flowers were the most expensive, and one horse topped the price of those two horses, which cost her a total of 300 Wen.

Knocking on the door of Aunt He's house with great interest, Aunt He looked at Luo Qi, who was holding the purple cloth around her, and waved her hand again and again, "It's too precious, take it carefully, quickly roll it up and return it." ”

"Don't."

"Qi Niang is obedient, and the money must be saved to be saved."

"Qi Niang doesn't think so, money is earned not saved, besides, I didn't spend money indiscriminately, I just want to honor and honor you, if you don't satisfy me at all, then I won't have the face to come in the future."

Luo Qi knew that Aunt He was for her own good, but the problem of concept could not be reversed in one or two sentences, Aunt He couldn't help Luo Qi accept the cloth, and promised to help sew a piece for Shilang, Jia's She didn't expect it, when she saw the cloth, she was allowed to wear it on her body for the first time, and the remaining one was long, Luo Qi just patted and didn't speak, Aunt He covered her mouth and smiled, and she didn't break her.

Luo Qi blushed and breathed a sigh of relief, isn't it just thanks, what are you nervous about, she slandered herself.

He Ziyong is now also learning to put down his body, although he does not bend his waist for five buckets of rice, but he still has to eat, drink and make money to support his family, especially Luo Qi's business is booming, stimulating him to make a little little, but he can't pull his face for a while, so he can only rely on time to sell one more, and the business is really a lot better.

When it was nearly dark, he arrived home, took off his hat when he entered the door, cut his hair, and then took advantage of Aunt He's absence in the yard, tangled for a while, and took out a brocade box from his arms, "Qi Niang, Qi Niang." ”

Luo Qi turned out from behind the drying clothes, carrying the lamp, and saw He Ziyong holding a box with a restrained face, throwing the box into Luo Qi's arms as if he was throwing a hot yam, and looked at her with blank eyes.

The box is a common long box for buying jewelry in the small market, Luo Qi opened it to take a look, and after a while, what was placed in the box was a simple wooden hairpin...... Then you know that this workmanship is someone's 'clumsy work'.

Inexplicably, but it is much happier than receiving the gold hairpin and silver hairpin, it is really unproductive.

"Loved it...... Is it? ”

"It's pretty good."

"Then I'll bring it for you...... Try? ”

Luo Qi glared in surprise, men and women can't stand it clearly, He Ziyong has opened his mind?

"I ...... I didn't mean to be sudden...... I just ......"

"Silly hat!" Luo Qi sneered and laughed, and handed the hairpin to He Ziyong, who inserted it several times before inserting it into her smooth black bun.

It hurts, and my hair is broken several times.

"Is it pretty?" Luo Qi couldn't help but raise his hand to stroke the hairpin, and pressed the pain on his scalp without a trace.

"Beautiful!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, Luo Qi went back to the house first, took two steps and looked back, "Thank you, Ah Jin." ”

He Ziyong was stunned for a while, his eyes were sore and uncomfortable, Ah Jin, Ah Jin......

When he was ten years old, no one called him Ah Jin, and when he heard those two words for more than ten years, his heart was inexplicably warm, even if he stood alone in the silent night, he didn't feel cold.

He peeked at the crack in the door of the house for a while, and then went to put a pillar of incense on the incense case, Miss bless these two good boys.