172 Saburo's childhood

Mu Fushu shouted San Lang, San Lang turned around and saw that it was her, a smile appeared on his face, the previous fragility and confusion were gone, and only the joy of reuniting with the eldest mother remained.

San Lang stepped forward with an arrow, hugged Mu Fushu tightly in his arms, smelled the fragrance in her hair, and murmured coquettishly: "Auntie, I miss you." ”

Mu Fushu stretched out his hand and hugged his waist: "I miss you too." ”

The hug between the two shrank back in fright, and after a while, Mu Fushu patted San Lang: "What's the matter, I see that you are unhappy." ”

Saburo sighed: "I want to find the yard where I lived when I was a child, but I can't find it......"

Mu Fushu took his hand: "Fool, it's always in this palace, let's go find it together...... What are the characteristics of your yard? ”

Saburo thought about it sideways: "I remember that there is a big tree in the middle of the yard, which blooms in winter, like plum blossoms......"

Mu Fushu looked up and looked around, there were courtyard walls all around, and there were many tall trees, but he didn't see the plum tree he said.

The two walked out of the courtyard and walked around aimlessly. The appearance of these houses looks okay, the details can't be scrutinized, the paint on the pillars is peeling, there are traces of decay in some places, and some pillars simply grow fungus, the doors and windows are also very broken, the window paper is all gone, and the black holes and holes of the windows look a little crazy.

Along a main road, you can see that this Huai Wangfu is very large, and it must have been very prosperous back then. The shrubs in the garden are very verdant, and you can see that there are some precious flowers and plants mixed in. After more than ten years of self-destruction, it is still flourishing.

As he walked, San Lang suddenly pulled Mu Fushu to a small courtyard in front of him, and pointed to a tall plum tree inside from outside the dilapidated courtyard gate as he walked: "That's it!" ”

The two walked into the courtyard from the dilapidated courtyard gate, and Mu Fushu looked around, it was a small courtyard. At the gate of the courtyard is a large plum tree, behind which are three bungalows, and on the left there is a small room, which looks like a small kitchen.

Saburo excitedly walked under the tree and pointed to a vague cut on the tree and said, "Look, I carved it myself on my fifth birthday." ”

Mu Fushu leaned in to take a look, the notch was about a meter over, and she imagined a child about a meter or so measuring his height under the tree. Why do you think the picture is so sad?

Mu Fushu leaned on San Lang's shoulder. Pointing to the nick, he said, "How did you carve it?" ”

Saburo said in a low voice: "I first drew with a brush, and then I used a sharp stone to grind hard for a long time......"

Mu Fushu's heart was bored, and he didn't know what to say. Saburo was in high spirits. Pointing to the three rooms: "I will live in the middle room, the study on the left, and the nurse's room on the right." He pointed to the small house: "That's the kitchen, where the nurse cooks for me on weekdays." ”

Mu Fushu followed San Lang into the middle room. Inside, there was a lame table, a bed with only a slat, two low chairs, and a low cabinet with one door missing. There is also a full screen at the head of the bed. Behind the screen are two empty windows, and on the floor there is a toilet with only half a lid left.

Saburo squatted down to look at the small toilet, grinning and pointing to a piece of digging on the carved pattern on it: "This is my naughty." A small flower was gouged out with a kitchen knife. ”

Mu Fushu was surprised: "With a kitchen knife? ”

San Lang nodded: "Sometimes the nurse wants to go out, so she locks me in the yard." I went to the small kitchen to find a kitchen knife, dug up the little flower and gave it to the nurse, the nurse touched my head and sighed, and then the nurse was scolded by the housekeeper and did not bring a new toilet. ”

Mu Fushu was surprised that San Lang was able to dig up a wood carving flower with such a dangerous murder weapon as a kitchen knife, and the memory of the five-year-old child was still deeply left in his mind, and San Lang's memory was too strong!

She doesn't remember anything when she was five years old.

Saburo walked around the room with great interest, suddenly lay on the ground, reached out and knocked on the floor tiles under the bed a few times, lifted the two floor tiles, and took out a wooden box from below.

The wooden box is square and not large, about 20 centimeters. When the wooden box was opened, there were two small stones, a pony carved out of wood, a pair of silver bracelets, and several small gold and silver ingots.

San Lang looked at the things in the box, his face showed a nostalgic smile, put the box on the missing leg short table, and took out the two small pebbles to offer treasures: "This is what I picked up, and I thought this pebble was very beautiful at the time, so I left it...... This foal was brought to me by the nurse, and my daddy made it himself...... I have been wearing this silver bracelet since I was a child, and when I got older, I put it away when I couldn't wear it...... These gold and silver ingots are the New Year's money issued by the royal palace during the Chinese New Year......"

"I was in a hurry, but I didn't expect it to be there." San Lang covered the box, pulled Mu Fushu out of the room, and turned to the study again.

said that it was a study, and there was an empty bookshelf and a few low couches inside. Saburo smiled: "There are two chairs and a low cabinet missing." ”

After turning around, I took the small kitchen, which was filled with two earthen stoves, a large square table and a low cupboard. The pot on the stove was gone, and only two black holes were left looking at them......

Mu Fushu once thought that San Lang's life in Huai Wangfu would be difficult, but she never imagined that she would be so sad, she could only hold San Lang's hand tightly and couldn't say anything.

San Lang smiled, as if he knew what Mu Fushu was thinking, but said generously: "Back then, in the Huaiwang Mansion, the nurse was worried about being good to me but couldn't do anything, my regulations have always been few, only enough for me and the nurse to eat, but it is impossible to eat well." In my memory, the best thing to eat was the big meat that my aunt ate on her birthday. Every year on my birthday, the nurse will make meat for me to eat, the meat is actually only three or five pieces, and I will be able to taste it as a child, and the nurse died of illness shortly after the fifth birthday, and the king of Huai immediately sent me away...... In fact, I have always wanted to tell you that the best and fullest food in my life was the time you gave me chicken rolls, when I was eating chicken rolls, thinking that it would be nice if I could ask you back to be a lady in the future......"

Mu Fushu was so sad that her nose was sour, and she couldn't bear to hear this sentence from San Lang, she hung down San Lang's shoulder and burst into laughter: "You are a disciple, you have taken a fancy to me so early?" ”

"Hmm." San Lang kissed her on the forehead: "At that time, you were thin and small, and you didn't look as good as me, but I just liked you, so I wanted to take you home." Later, you invited me to live at your house, and I thought it would be okay to get rich. ”

Mu Fushu laughed, and couldn't help but kiss San Lang the mouth: "Have vision!" ”

After San Lang told the unsatisfactory of the hour, the whole person relaxed, and pulled Mu Fushu out of the small courtyard. The soldiers waiting outside all gathered around and asked if the small courtyard was going to be renovated, San Lang waved his hand: "That's it, first sort out the main courtyards so that people can live there." (To be continued)

ps: The end of the year is very busy, and there are a lot of performances in the three rural group visits, so I can only try my best to change every day, but if not, I can only change every other day. A little less today, sorry dear! R580