In March, the spring breeze in the capital was very big, and people were stunned, and their faces were itched by the spring breeze and sun. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On such days, many people go out to step on the spring, enjoying the restlessness and itchiness that belongs to spring.

In the courtyard of the chicken intestine alley, without the dew condensation of purple bamboo grass, all kinds of flowers and trees have bloomed purple.

Su Yun finally waited until the apricot blossoms were in full bloom.

Wearing a moon-white ankle-length thick cotton skirt and white leggings, the corners of the skirt are embroidered with a few idle fluttering flotsam.

The upper body is an apricot brown baggy casual sweater, and the white neck strap that is crooked and lazily exposes the underlining underneath.

A pair of pink and white canvas shoes that are only 35 sizes old make her feet look more and more delicate and delicate.

Climbed up the old apricot tree, and lay on the old branch that had been transformed into a chaise longue when it had been specially watered.

Holding a copy of the "Book of Wishes" in his hand, he was reading it, and after returning from Suxing Village, he suddenly felt it in the car that day.

These days, when she is fine, Su Yun is holding this Buddhist scripture and reading it.

Trying to see something to decipher the mystery of her life.

The sky in the capital is blown quiet blue in the spring breeze, and there is no dull gray blue in winter.

Occasionally, one or two loud voices leaked in outside the courtyard, and the lives of the people in the alleys with a strong atmosphere of life seemed to be locked out of the courtyard wall by Su Yun.

Her yard was in the depths of the city, as if it had been forgotten.

The thin spring sunlight shines through the clusters of apricot blossoms like brocade and satin, and it seems that there is some lingering fragrance on her.

A slight spring breeze blew, and the corners of her fluttering long skirt blew away with the broken apricot petals, like a piece of moonlight flowing into a river of white flowers.

I can't tell where the flower is and where the skirt is.

As usual, Su Yun looked at it and felt that these Buddhist scriptures were hypnotic, and her eyes were a little lazy and wanted to droop.

Touching a small pot of fruit wine beside him, Su Yun took a sip, which was made with apricots and plums, with the condensation of purple bamboo grass.

It tastes sweet and sour, better than drinks, and there are no additives, so when Su Yun is fine, he drinks this flavor of fruit wine.

After taking a sip of wine, Su Yun felt that the mood was fluttering and even this Buddhist scripture was not so boring, so she continued to read it.

After looking at it for another half hour, he looked up and soothed his eyes.

The sunlight flashed from time to time among the flowers, and Su Yun, who drank the fruit wine, felt that looking at the sunlight was naughty, like a naughty boy hiding and jumping among the flowers.

She looked up and felt that such a spring breeze and sunshine brought out a comfortable free time.

Occasionally, I think of Tang Yidong, who is probably very busy now.

After coming back, Grandpa Tang called him away, and it seemed that something important was about to happen.

Su Yun hasn't seen him all these days.

Xu is after these tribulations, Su Yun's requirements have become low and low, as long as he knows that he is well.

When he was busy, Su Yun was only busy with things he was interested in.

Raising the small green sand wine jug, Su Yun took another sip of fruit wine.

In the face of the idle daylight, the light gauze swirled around her face as if it were white, making her eyes squint lazily.

Yin'e softly: "If you want to ask about the flower branch and the glass of wine, why are people different?" ”

"Who doesn't come here?" A deep voice came from under the tree.

Su Yun, who was a little fluttering, naturally continued: "Tang Junyan."

Only then did I realize that the voice was quite familiar.

And the door of her house is closed, why did she enter?

Su Yun was a little drunk, and his eyes were a little foggy, and he looked under the tree.

Eyes slightly wide.

Why did this man come suddenly!

Ever since she and Benben had eaten dim sum and cakes in her kitchen, Teng Teng, a clever little ghost, knew that she was a good cook.

After Su Yun came back from her home this time, Teng Teng ran to the Lin Pavilion from time to time, and ate a snack that her sixth aunt tricked her to eat.

Su Yun was very generous, and gave her some of the snacks she made for Taotao......

In order to express that he was not eating snacks for nothing, Teng Teng leaked some important information to her.

For example, the temper of the sixth uncle is quite bad, the sixth uncle is quite unkind, and the sixth uncle is quite ruthless......

Su Yun wasn't sure if the kid was here for information or if she was speaking ill of her uncle.

Seeing Su Yun's unpersuaded expression, Teng Teng gave an important example.

"When I was six years old, I climbed a tree, and my sixth uncle said that girls were not allowed to climb trees, and then he kicked me off the tree.

Sixth aunt, think about it, isn't this quite ruthless?

I'm still a kid."

At that time, Teng Teng was eating dried apricots while being indignant, and Su Yun accused her sixth uncle of smearing her.

made Su Yun think that Tang Yidong had caused an indelible childhood shadow on a child......

Su Yun recalled this, first looked at the people under the tree, and then went to look at the trunk of the old apricot tree, and felt slightly relieved.

The trunk was thick enough to shake her off......

It's just that she tilted her head to look at the trunk of the tree and drank more fruit wine, which was not a good balance.

If you are not careful, you will fall crookedly and fall under the tree.

Tang Yidong didn't move, he stretched out his hand to pick her up, with the fragrance of apricot blossoms in that skirt.

Su Yun held a small green sand wine jug in his left hand and a Buddhist scripture in his right hand.

She was frightened when she was dropped just now, and now she is still a little dazed.

Blinked twice.

Tang Yidong felt that his temples were faintly agitated and had a headache.

I saw her ancient books in her hand and wine jug in her hand.

's voice was deep: "I haven't seen you for a few days, are you planning to be a talented woman?" ”

Su Yun raised the "Book of Wishes" in his hand: "This is a Buddhist scripture, not a poetry book, I am cultivating my mind."

And then because I was constantly brainwashed by a certain advertisement these days, looking at the warm spring sunshine overhead.

Naturally, he continued: "On a sunny day, Buddhist scriptures and fruit wine go well together."

Tang Yidong: "......"

Su Yun stood on the ground from his arms, and without looking at his faint twitching expression, she put the book and the wine jug on the wooden table under the vines.

Sitting on the bench, he stroked his long skirt, and asked him in a very soft and sober voice, "Why did you suddenly remember to come to see me?" ”

Tang Yidong looked at her like this, and knew that this girl was calmly covering something.

He approached her, leaned in to her and sniffed.

Su Yun hid back: "What do you smell?" ”

Are military dogs possessed?

Of course, I don't have the courage to say this.

Although this person is very kind and gentle to her now, she feels like Tengteng.

The shadow left by this person is too heavy......

"You're quite self-satisfied, how much have you drunk?"

The smell of sweet wine all over her body, seeing her dizzy cheeks, spoke so calmly in order to cover up the problem of the amount of alcohol.

"It's just one bite."

Su Yun looked under the old laurel tree in the corner of the courtyard.

The weather in the capital is not suitable for planting laurel trees.

Su Yun brought the hot spring water heat of the hot springs to the ground here, and when she was in Qiantang Town, she was used to having laurel trees in the yard, so she planted a few here.

That's where the wine is buried.

How much did you drink in the morning?

Su Yun thought about it in his heart, seven, eighty or ninety pots?

I don't remember.

Teng Teng's little clever ghost seems to have said: No one cares about the sixth uncle's own drinking, and no one else is allowed to drink, especially girls.

This accusation stems from the previous Chinese New Year, when Zhu Tengfei finally got a holy decree from her mother and wanted to drink a glass of wine.

As a result, she was directly poured by her sixth uncle.

The reason: children are not allowed to drink, especially girls.

Tang Yidong gently pinched her small chin and turned her eyes back.

Approaching her, he exhaled a clear, burning breath on her cheeks that were as dizzy as white jade: "Now I can lie so confidently."

Drinking wine and reading Buddhist scriptures to cultivate the mind?

Baby is so creative".

"Hiccup" Su Yun's white and red face was startled by his second call for baby, and he hiccuped.

The white jade-like face was like a burning glow.

She was embarrassed and wanted to listen carefully, whispering in his ear and asking, "Are you talking about the baby me?" ”

The last time I heard it, I wanted to ask carefully, but then I was too shy to open my mouth.

Now his brain was drunk with fruit wine, so he whispered in his ear with anticipation and squeamishness.

Tang Yidong looked at her with a little amusement and a little amusement on her face now, which was completely different from her usual quiet and well-behaved and reserved appearance.

It's really indescribable.

He asked in a low and deep voice, "Do you want to know?" ”

His voice was like a spring climb on the apricot tops, a gust of wind blew, blowing off snow-like petals, so that Su Yun's ears were drunk with beauty.

Su Yun opened her watery eyes, blinked vigorously and nodded: "I want to know." (To be continued.) )