In the bazaar of Yewuxi Market, the three people of Tang Guxi each carried a sword, dressed in civilian clothes, and walked in it. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Qiaojiang in the summer, the street is even more lively, such as the teahouse last time, almost all chess clubs, teahouses, inns, and vendors have musical instruments playing, and before the festival, there is the joy of the festival.

Qiaojiang people love singing and dancing, and it is common to sing and dance on the street, although it looks so joyful, but the weak point is also here. It is also reasonable to emphasize literature over military force, pleasure rather than defense, and it is reasonable to be the weakest of the three northern countries.

The three of them pondered, since they had come to ask someone to do something, how could they come empty-handed? What's more, the mother-in-law is also old, and the family is so poor, as the younger generation who has something to ask for, they should naturally prepare some hearts.

But then again, then the Lord of the Mei Helm was also a famous man during his lifetime, and he was proficient in martial arts and alchemy, how could he live in such a dilapidated courtyard? Or did this courtyard change after this mother-in-law came? They didn't ask more, at this moment, the first thing is to inquire about Hua Ning, and for the rest, more is better than less.

But when it comes to preparing his mind, Lin Xun still has some lingering feelings. Last time he went to give the mother-in-law silver, he was humiliated by her, and this time he took some things over, and I don't know if he will be scolded again. As a result, he was sullen along the way, and had no interest in the items in the market.

They walked all the way through until they were almost out of the bazaar, but they still couldn't find anything to give them away. But at the end of the street, Tang Guxi was attracted by the things on a small stall.

It was a small flower seller, and there were all kinds of flowers under the shed, all loaded in pots made of clay.

It stands to reason that Qiaojiang is a country in the Western Regions, and flowers and plants are rare, but the things on this stall are all kinds of flowers. This situation is a bit like a scene at home...... Tang Guxi thought.

And among the many flower pots, she recognized one at a glance - camellias.

The flower is white, full of jade petals, standing proudly, and there is a light fragrance. The hawker is an old man of nearly half a hundred years a year, who is in good health, but he is full of vicissitudes and his clothes are not covered. Seeing her approaching, the vendor's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately stood up from the ground, patted the old shirt on his body, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Girl, would you like a pot of flowers?"

Tang Guxi didn't speak, until he got closer, his eyes were still on the white camellia. Lin Luo and Lin Xun stood on both sides, looking at the other flowers on the table, and the two of them thought that it would be good if they gave the blind mother-in-law a pot of fragrant flowers.

"It's ...... Jade Tea. Tang Guxi stared at the pot of flowers and muttered softly.

"Jade Tea?" When the vendor heard these two words, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, nodded and said, "Yes, yes, this is Yuming." White camellia is also known as 'jade tea', the girl has good eyesight and knowledge. ”

"What kind of knowledge is this...... Tang Guxi said lightly, smiling bitterly, "It's just that I used to have this kind of flower in my family." She...... has been with me for many years, and I am the most familiar with me, but now, I haven't seen each other for a long time. ”

"The girl seems to be a runaway." The vendor looked at her and said slowly, "Flowers and plants, but if you follow people for a long time, you will inevitably understand human nature." Come to think of it, the girl is also a flower lover, especially this camellia, right? Today, it's better to buy it back, put your affection on things, and look at the flowers in your hands as if you were looking at the flowers at home, how about it? ”

Hearing the trader's words, Lin Luo and Lin Xun couldn't help but raise their heads and looked at him.

Tang Guxi's eyebrows moved slightly, and after a moment, he raised his head and glanced at the vendor, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly smiled and said, "Then it's up to you." ”

After leaving the market, Lin Xun and Tang Guxi each held a pot of flowers in their hands, all of which were white jade flawless camellias, and bursts of fragrance soaked into their noses. The people here almost don't like to raise flowers and grass, so they were surprised to see them holding flowers in their hands, which caused Lin Xun to gradually become uncomfortable.

"What did you buy this flower for?" Lin Xun asked Tang Guxi, "Could it be that you really want to give it to that mother-in-law?" My mother-in-law is blind, how can she have the heart to raise flowers? ”

"If we don't have the mind, we can take it back and give it to Sister Yueying."

Lin Xun sighed, his eyes fell on the petals again, the corners of his eyes slanted to her, and asked softly, "You bought this flower, shouldn't it be because of your little girl?" ”

When Tang Guxi heard this, his eyelids raised, but he didn't say a word.

"Hmm...... I see. Lin Luo nodded slowly, the corners of his eyebrows rose slightly, "I remember, that girl...... It's called Yuming, right? ”

Tang Guxi chuckled, "You still remember clearly. ”

"Yuming, good name." Lin Luo glanced at her.

"No wonder!" Lin Xun shouted, "No wonder...... There are a lot of flowers and plants in your house, so the names of the maids are also related to flowers and plants. You say, right? ”

"Yes, you're smart." Tang Guxi's voice was rare and refreshing, and the moon eyebrows were raised, and he was not shocked.

The three of them walked for a while, away from the downtown area, and gradually walked into the small village on the side of the street. As soon as he turned into the alley, Lin Xun suddenly stopped and stopped in place.

"What's wrong?" Tang Guxi turned around.

Lin Xun's face turned pale, holding the flower pot in one hand and groping on his body with the other, and after groping for a while, he exclaimed: "My things...... Lost. ”

"Your stuff? What is it? Tang Guxi asked him with a raised eyebrow. Lin Luo also turned around and stared at him quietly.

"My ......" Lin Xun seemed to be a little ugly, and scratched his head with one hand, "My bell." ”

"Bells?" Tang Guxi was confused, "What bell?" ”

Lin Xun's eyes were a little flustered, but his voice couldn't help but get louder, "It's the bell for playing!" ”

"Just now, he bought a small copper bell on the street, which is very cute." Lin Luo smiled, looked at Lin Xun and said.

When Lin Xun heard this, he was stunned and exclaimed, "How do you know?" He thought about it for a moment, and became a little suspicious, "...... Sister, you won't steal it, will you? ”

Lin Luo smiled lightly, raised his hand, and threw the copper bell to him. A pleasant and crisp bell instantly crossed the air, which was very good. Lin Xun stretched out his hand and grabbed the bell, took the bell in his hand, and smiled.

Tang Guxi, who was standing on the side, couldn't understand it, what kind of drama was this playing?

"Wait a minute." Tang Guxi hurriedly said, looking at the two of them suspiciously, "Lin Xun, what are you buying this bell for?" Since you bought it, why do you want to hide it on purpose, it's not something to be ashamed of......" She turned her head to Lin Luo, "And you, Master Lin Luo, what are you doing with his things?" ”

In fact, what she is really entangled with is that the two of them always have such a tacit understanding and understand each other, and the strength and intelligence of others are above her, and everything seems to isolate her. Although this is a small thing, it also makes her unhappy.

Lin Luo was still staring at Lin Xun, the corners of his mouth turned upward, but his eyes were full of smiles, he retracted his gaze, turned around and walked forward, and then dropped a sentence.

"You're going to have to ask him." (To be continued.) )