() Back to the second and first day of the five, the twilight is four, and the smoke of ten thousand homes rises. Yang Xiuyi asked me if I was calm, I nodded, how could I not be calm, after all, it was not my love, nor my life, Chen Suyan didn't jump to his feet, and I don't need to be indignant, it's better to think about myself, if the money bag can't be recovered, what should I do.

I went back to my room to continue painting, the dots and lines were still not in place, and the Shenlan Wanxiang spectrum was to be painted on the Shengxuan, which was extremely absorbent and the ink was infiltrating, this kind of paper was so expensive that every wrong one hurt as if I was cutting me with a knife.

Not long after Xiangzhu called me to eat, she was wearing a playful pink shirt, her hair was delicately combed, and there was a sweet smell on her body, I said angrily: "Are you bathing again?" ”

She nodded: "Yang Gongzi sent me to buy roast duck from the jade tobacco shop today, and I was smoked all over the smell." ”

I looked up helplessly and sighed, why didn't this girl find out that Yang Xiuyi was pestered by her, and sent her away casually? The day before yesterday, I ordered the pen and ink of Wenshan Sifang, yesterday I bought the osmanthus cake of Shuxiang Pavilion, and today I bought the roast duck of the Yuyan Restaurant.

The matter between them is not my turn, after all, one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer, but Xiangzhu loves to be clean, taking a bath is more diligent than eating, she is lively and active, and the first thing she does when she comes back after going to a crowded place is to take a bath. The water is nothing, the well water is taken from the rain, and the river is open, the source is inexhaustible, the charcoal firewood that can be burned is very expensive, the Xu Tan Weng who walks the streets and alleys sells cheaply, but rarely encounters, I have to go to the charcoal department at the corner of the street to buy, a load of firewood 30 Wen, a basket of charcoal fire 80 Wen, the head of the family knows that firewood and rice are expensive, these money can be all my expenses.

Forget it, I don't want to talk about her, but she muttered to me for a long time that I was stingy and stingy. As soon as my "flower messenger" arrived, I immediately drove her away.

The dinner was very rich, Uncle Feng opened the altar of flower carving wine, smelled the incense, and asked for a big bowl. Yang Xiuyi didn't let me, only gave me two drinks, so I quarreled with him again, as usual, after the quarrel, Aunt Jiang immediately started a fight with me, she disliked and disgusted me, I despised her, across the dinner table, sparks? h?h。

At this time, Xiangzhu is the happiest, every time I quarrel with Yang Xiuyi, she has the opportunity to chat with him a few words, usually in this case, Yang Xiuyi's words are insinuating and satirizing me, such as who sells tofu brains is not a woman, who is ugly and murderous next door, who almost died of dystocia on the street yesterday, why someone was not suffocated in the mother's womb in the first place.

Compared with the four of us, the most neurotic person is actually Uncle Feng, he has always been there, his expression is waveless, and he sits quietly next to him to pick up rice, but because of Yang Xiuyi's words, he suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was as loud as a bell, which scared me to drop my chopsticks several times.

After eating, I sat in the yard in a daze, there is a beautiful laurel tree in the yard, it is early spring, I can't smell the fragrance, and when it is fragrant in the golden autumn, I have already moved the nest.

"What are you thinking?" Yang Xiuyi sat down on the stone bench beside me, playing with a few blades of grass in his hands.

I pretended to be deep: "Think about life." ”

He chuckled under his breath twice, but did not speak, and after a long time, he suddenly asked, "If the thing you were waiting for didn't come to you, what are you going to do next?" ”

I thought about it for a while and said, "Then I'll go to Mobei, where Master picked me up, but don't worry, you don't have to go with me." ”

"What kind of life is this?" He said lightly, "Life is for living in style, not for finding the past." ”

I murmured, "Do you want to live in style and abandon yesterday?" So Mu Xiangcai can forget Qu Jing'er? ”

"The ninth day of the first month."

"Huh?" I turned my head, very unaccustomed to his name, he lowered his head and fiddled with the blades of grass, his long eyelashes left two fanning shadows, and a few strands of black hair like satin, slid over his ears and hung softly on his chest.

He asked: "If you are Qu Jing'er, do you want Mu Xiangcai to miss you for the rest of your life before you die, and you will not marry for the rest of your life, or do you want him to live a happy and happy life?" ”

I didn't know how to answer, but he continued: "If I were her, although I was reluctant to give up, I had to wish, who would be cruel enough to let the person I love suffer? ”

The evening breeze blew softly, bringing up the ends of his hair slightly, I looked at him in a daze, with mixed feelings in my heart, I said, "But for Qu Jing'er, a qiē is too unfair." ”

"There are many things in this world that are not done by human beings, and there are countless people who have suffered for ten years but have lost their name, and there are thousands of people who have worked hard all their lives and failed to achieve their wishes. A strong man fights a hundred battles, and when he defends his family and the country, he also asks that he can fly and become famous, but the battlefield has a fierce battle journey of thousands of miles, and how many people are a meritorious hero. ”

His words reminded me of the Requiem of the Beads, and I said, "You are so emotional, is it because of Mu Xiangcai's piano sound?" ”

He was noncommittal, and I sighed: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, creation makes people, it is indeed beyond human power to change it, but people's hearts are still their own, why is Mu Xiangcai cruel, so that he can say that yesterday's qiē does not exist zài?" ”

"Are you stupid, he said that if he doesn't save zài, he won't save zài, do you really think he can forget Qu Jing'er? Most of them coaxed the flower demon. ”

"Why coax her?"

He raised his head and looked at me: "If you were Mu Xiangcai, when you lost your wife and were in pain, there was a goblin who destroyed your half-life cultivation for you and became a half-demon, how would you treat her?" ”

I didn't hesitate to think: "If a goblin becomes a half-demon for me, this favor will be great, and I can't afford to repay it." ”

He frowned, looked at me strangely, laughed out loud, and almost laughed: "Just you?" ”

I don't know if he was saying that there could be no goblin turning me into a half-demon, or if he was saying that I was a fart by making a promise, but he was laughing at me for not being able to do anything for myself.

I was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly changed the topic: "But did Mu Xiang know that the bracelet finch is a half-demon?" ”

How could he not know? He should have known it a long time ago. ”

"Huh?"

Yang Xiuyi said lightly: "Don't be deceived by his little white face, the revenant requiem song he played is extremely angry, and he also sandwiched the Seven Kills Sanskrit sound, which shows that he has occult arts, so he must also know what the half-demon is." ”

"Since he knows the half-demon, he should also know that the bracelet finch can only be attached to Qu Jing'er's and can never get rid of it, why do you still say that the bracelet finch looks more beautiful than Qu Jing'er?"

"A dead man's face wants to fool the past, you and that flower demon are stupid, think about it, Qu Jing'er's body Mu Xiangcai sleeps in her arms every night, and when they kiss and hug at the top of the cliff, will they not recognize it? Saying those words was just to coax the flower demon to feel at ease, I hope she doesn't care, this little white face is indeed very protective of the flower demon. ”

I raised my head, the night breeze was dashing, the moon stars were scarce, the dark clouds in the heights swept through the cold sky very quickly, the early spring night was very cool, although my physique was good, I also felt a little cold.

I got up and wanted to go back to the house, Yang Xiuyi stopped me, and a twin butterfly woven with blades of grass was put into my hand, with clever weaving, exquisite style, vivid outline curves, vivid and vivid, and ready to fly. He raised his hand and tapped me on the forehead: "Don't think too much, go to bed early." ”

I tied the twin butterflies with a red tassel and hung them at the head of the bed together with the grasshopper that Master gave me, for fear that the grass would wither, and I also specially smoked the dust koji incense.

Yang Xiuyi hadn't "sent" me these things before, such as cockroaches, locusts, and mice, which he colored, like the real thing, and most of them appeared next to my pillow, in the quilt, and in my bowl. I was often punished for washing dishes on Wangyun Mountain, because I often screamed in the middle of eating.

He played tricks on me, and when I was no longer afraid of snakes, insects, rats, and ants, I used to provoke some insects with my blood, and then catch them and give them back to him one by one, and made him angry several times.

But the so-called arrogant soldiers will be defeated, once I ate a cockroach in the meal, I proudly picked it up with chopsticks: "Stupid, still play this set." ”

He and Uncle Feng looked at each other, and the two of them looked innocent and winked at me: "It has nothing to do with us." "Still pretending? I snorted coldly, and threw the grass mantis into my mouth quite arrogantly, and without taking two bites, I screamed and rushed out of the door, vomiting wildly for a long time, and used up half a tank of water to rinse my mouth. After that, I was punished for washing the dishes for a month, but Yang Xiuyi was also punished with me that time, and when I screamed, he burst out laughing and sprayed the food in his mouth.