"Distressed?" Master Shi snorted coldly, "Why don't you ask her how she left home for no reason 7 years ago, but did she feel sorry for me and her mother, who died of illness two years ago?" ”

The old man was in good spirits, his words were thick and powerful, but he was very thin, and his eyes were angry and unsettled, cold and cold.

He continued: "This girl is good, leaving our grandmother and mother to run to Hong Kong alone to do something unrealistic singers, movie stars, I haven't been home once in 7 years!" ”

"Master Shi, maybe there is a hardship because ......of love," Jian also moved her lips, but she wanted to speak and stopped.

"Bitter? Heh......"

Jane also threw the whip lightly and walked over to Shi Yinai and squatted down, Shi Yinai tried to open his still sore eyes, trying to see his appearance clearly.

Jian Yi's face, which always had a little smile, seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost at the moment, and her dark eyes looked at Shi Yinai's eyes, with a certain deep affection, and her eyes turned on Shi Yinai's scarred back, and then she pursed her thin lips.

He wanted to pick up Shi Yinai horizontally, but he was afraid of touching the injury on her back, so he had to carefully help her up and lean on himself. Shi Yinai leaned her head on his neck weakly, and the warm and soft touch with a sweet fragrance wafted over the tip of the nose of the flower.

The strength between Jian Yi's palms made Shi Yinai pull the corners of her mouth with peace of mind, and her overwhelmed body finally eased down.

Why is it that Jane is so fond of this matter of love?

An inexplicable astringency appeared in Hua Ting's throat, and she raised her foot and walked towards him.

Jian Yi looked down at Shi Yinai's pale face, the **** sweat was attached to his forehead, he frowned, the hand holding her tightened again, and he was about to step into the door, but the kneeling doorman took a step on his knees, and opened his mouth in embarrassment to look at Master Shi on the side.

Jian Yi glanced at the doorman, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the doorman stopped talking, not daring to say anything, and watched Jian Yi go to the house with Shi Yinai.

Hua Ting followed behind, looking at the two backs who walked into the light, one was slender and long, with a handsome step, and the other was half a head short into his arms, walking slenderly. Such a picture is harmonious and contradictory, it is a very warm scene, but in the eyes of Hua Ting, there is an inexplicable astringency.

An indescribable astringency.

It is full of rising and rising, and it is uncomfortable.

She followed behind Jian Yi, but for the first time, he completely forgot about her existence.

Shi Yinai lay down on the collapse of the house, the blue dress was faded to the waist, the sleeves were loosely pulled on the arm, and a green silk was pulled aside, revealing the white back, the waist line arc was beautiful and moving, but there were staggered whip marks on the top, the blood stains had been carefully cleaned and wiped off, the redness and swelling had not faded, and there were several places where the skin and flesh were turned out, like a piece of good-textured mutton fat jade was scratched with deep cracks, and it was quite shocking to look at.

Jane also sat next to Shi Yinai, holding a tube of white porcelain ointment in her left hand, and dipping the fingers of her right hand into it, and leaned over to carefully wipe it on her wound.

Jian Yi's careful and nervous appearance is the first time I've seen it.

After he finished wiping the ointment, he washed his hands in the copper basin next to him, and took the bamboo gauze fan on the side, and gently fanned her bare back to relieve the heat, and then his eyes turned to Hua Ting, "Sister Hua, why did you come to the ancestral hall of the ancient family?" ”

Hua Ting was stunned, looking at his cautious appearance, a smile flashed in his eyes, "I want to inspect and supervise, I want to come here to watch the show." ”

Shi Yinai slowly opened her eyes, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid there won't be a show here in the next month." ”

"Why?"

Jian Yi smiled: "You also saw Master Shi's temper just now." ”

"Oh, what's going on?" In fact, Hua Ting knew what was going on, so he just asked casually, and his eyes were staring at the scar on Shi Yinai's back, which almost occupied the entire back.

It seemed that it was a little itchy after rubbing the medicine, Shi Yinai wanted to scratch it with her backhand, but Jian Yi gently pressed her hand and increased the demeanor in the fan.

Hua Ting opened his eyes and looked a little at a loss.

"Master Shi didn't know the identity of love, she left home 7 years ago and went to Hong Kong to lurk for 7 years." For the matter of charity, there is no one who knows more about it than Jian Yi.

Hua Ting didn't feel strange, but responded lightly: "Oh." ”

"I am indeed unfilial, and I didn't even know until today that my mother died the year before last," Shi Yinai chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I didn't dare to go home a few days ago, thinking about how to face my father, and I didn't expect that I would inevitably have a family meal." ”

A few sad tunes could be heard outside the house.

Hua listened to the square hollow window and looked out, and Master Shi, dressed in a washed and faded green cloth robe, was sitting in the deep shadows of the stage babbling and playing the erhu; The short gray hair is close to the scalp, and the green shirt is not short, but it can't hide his thin figure, his back is slightly swayed, and there is not much expression on his face full of years.

The song "Jinling Robe" is very skillful, as if it has been practiced many times, but the sound of the piano is strong and weak, and the strength is not very stable.

She suddenly felt a little emotional.

In this era, how many dignified, virtuous and knowledgeable daughters would rather give up their enviable and flat lives, and choose to devote themselves to the national disaster and danger, and are mentally prepared not to be understood by the world, walking on the tip of the knife every day, with the determination to fight for the country until the last moment.

In Hua Ting's eyes, Shi Yinai and Jian Yi are two people who are a good match in the real sense, they have clear political ideas, the same goals, and a very tacit sincerity for the sense of belonging to the country, such two people should come together.

It's just, why is there an inexplicable astringency in my heart?

Jian Yi, who was next to Shi Yinai, was wearing a dark light-colored suit, and when he leaned down, the gold chain of the pocket watch on his chest swayed, only to see him pull away the waist-length hair behind Shi Yinai, and continue to fan her.

A touch of sourness gently passed over Hua Ting's face, she shook her hair absently, and raised her voice: "Then I'll go first." A pair of eyes were fixed on Jian Yi's body, flashing with some inexplicable meaning.

Turn around and go.

"Sister Flower, wait."

Her figure paused almost invisibly at the door frame, but ignored him.

Walking out of the gate of the ancestral hall, the car was waiting outside, Hua Ting was just about to get into the car, but his arm was gently pulled by Jian Yi behind him: "Why are you walking so fast?" Eat and go to flower sister. ”

Hua Ting deliberately chose a relatively simple street restaurant, the narrow storefront can only accommodate two or three rectangular tables, and the rest are placed on the side of the street, Jian Yi is also sitting at the oil-soaked wooden table in a suit and leather shoes, obviously looking out of place.

The boss wrote down the food that everyone ordered casually, and at the same time, he made a look at the counter, and sent the guy who had just gotten up to run to the street to buy twenty taels of wontons.

"Sister Hua, I'm afraid it's unhygienic here, right? Why not go for a steak? Jane also looked around, and there were also greasy wooden tables.

"Eat noodles." The flower listened lazily, and the tail note dragged on.

She lowered her head and ate her noodles seriously, her eyebrows hanging coldly.

Jian Yi also broke open the chopsticks and happened to serve a bowl of hot seafood noodles, and did not forget to remind Hua Ting before starting: "Be careful of burning." ”

Seeing that Hua didn't speak, Jian Yi glanced at her carefully and said, "What's the matter, you're in a bad mood?" "The low coda is a little too gentle.

The flower didn't speak, and her eyebrows were still faint.

"Was it the last casino incident?"

"Casino?" Hua Ting tugged at the corners of her mouth and whispered, "Which thing?" ”

"Dragons ......"

"Oh," she looked up, her jaw raised, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes as she pursed her lips and smiled, "Isn't it solved?" ”

Jane also seemed to be a little unconvinced, "The rumors are true? It is said that Miss Bai killed 5 perpetrators in a row without blinking her eyes? ”

"That's," she laughed, tapping the rim of his bowl with her chopsticks, "you pillow man still need to hear rumors?" ”

"It doesn't feel like your style."

"And what should I look like?" She stopped her chopsticks and looked at him.

"Uh...... ...... by your temperament"

"Bai Qihong was there that day, what should I do with my temperament?"

Hua taught him to understand when he heard the words, and looked at the eyes that were staring at him, Jian Yi smiled and said, "Learn smart." ”

"Thank you."

"According to your previous temperament, you definitely had a hard time with Mr. Bai......"

"Okay, don't say it," Hua Ting stretched out her chopsticks and stirred into the wonton noodles with some impatience, why did she lose her appetite? "Tell me about your love with Shi Yin."

"Me and Shi Yinai?"

"Hmm."

Hua Ting was annoyed by the sour meaning that inexplicably came to her heart.

For the first time, she felt distracted.

The restaurant next to it was full of people, and there was a faint sound of babbling in the noisy sound, which was exactly a song by Su Kunsheng in "Peach Blossom Fan".

"I have seen that the warbler of Jinling Yushu is dawning, and the flowers of Qinhuai Water Pavilion bloom early, who knows that it is easy to freeze! Seeing him raise the Zhu Tower, seeing him feasting guests, seeing his building collapse. This moss and green tile pile, I have slept in the wind and flow, and I have seen the rise and fall of fifty years. That Wuyi Lane, not surnamed Wang; Mochou Lake, ghosts cry at night; Phoenix Terrace, perched owl bird! The dream of the remnant mountain is the truest, and it is difficult to lose the old realm. I don't believe in this map for a draft, and I chanted a set of 'mourning Jiangnan', and sang it with a sad voice to the old ......". (To be continued.) )