The clerk has never liked to talk, but today because of this hot wine, he feels as if he has a thousand words in his heart, and he feels unhappy if he doesn't talk about it.

He took another sip, because he had never been touched by wine, and his face was red after only two bowls, and the hot power was transmitted from his heart, and his head began to pound, and he put down the wine bowl, and his voice was hoarse, with sadness, and asked softly:

"Owner, am I particularly wretched?"

"Yes." Su Miao replied without hesitation.

A knife stabbed into his heart as if spurting blood, and the wine had already stained his fingertips a hint of crimson, and his fingertips were trembling.

"A nest is also a personality." Su Miao continued, "No one dictates what a person's character must be, as long as you don't hate yourself, you can go on like this forever, and no one will interfere with you." ”

"I hate myself like that!" Before she could finish speaking, he suddenly roared as if he was venting his frustration.

Su Miao looked at him still hanging her head, the bright red of the wine had spread along her face to her neck, and she said lightly:

"If you hate it, let's change it."

The clerk looked up and looked at her with a pair of reddened eyes, sad. Su Miao felt that his grief was not so much because Lu Hui was forced to leave, but rather because he was grieving for himself, for his weakness, for his incompetence, and for his timidity.

"Lu Hui ......" He looked straight at her for a moment, and whispered to her the name that made him extremely sad.

"I think she'll be happier than you because she's cuter than you." Su Miao's voice was flat. Plain and authentic.

The clerk was stunned for a moment, the drunkenness had already crept up like a paralysis of the blood vessels, and he couldn't help but hang his head. Her unrelenting words still echoed in her ears, and after a while, she chuckled softly. I don't know if this short laugh was because he couldn't deny that she was laughing at himself, or if he just wanted to react a little. After a pause, he leaned on the counter, his head falling heavily and making a muffled thud. He was drunk.

The lobby on the first floor was silent again, and Su Miao tilted her head to look at him for a while, clasping her hands on her chest. With a hint of helplessness, he muttered:

"You still want to be the champion after such a poor amount of alcohol, you are far behind."

I don't know if I heard her mean comment from the drunken past, but his eyebrows furrowed. As if a little angry.

Su Miao didn't let anyone send the paperwork back. The clerk directly laid the floor in Ning Le's house, and woke up early the next morning to taste the first hangover in his life.

From that day on, Lu Hui was never mentioned in the clerk again, he studied harder, worked more attentively, but he talked less, but he was more gregarious than before, and he would not ignore others when they talked to him again, although he didn't talk much. But he can answer a few words, even if he is still silent. The interpersonal relationship is much better than before, and even Ning Le no longer gets angry all day long, and he is "hot face and cold ass".

Wen is still a filial child praised by his neighbors, but it is clear that he talks less with Wen, and although he is still respectful to his mother, there seems to be an invisible wall between mother and son, and even outsiders can perceive the obvious alienation between them.

This kind of rustiness continued until the curtain of the college examination began, and this time the college examination Ning Le and the paperwork all participated.

The clerk set off directly from home early in the morning, although Su Yan would not participate this time, in order to please a good omen, Su Miao still cooked the champion and the first porridge for Ning Le.

The college exam lasted for six consecutive days, and after the six days, Ning Le and the paperwork who came back from the examination room seemed to have been stripped of a layer of skin, and their faces were gray.

Su Miao didn't ask them how they did in the exam, Su Ji waited for the release of the list as usual, only Wen's was very nervous every day, and her feelings were good and bad, she felt that there was darkness in front of her and that the golden light was coming, and even when she was chopping wood, she didn't stop chanting Buddha, which made the people around her think she was stunned.

A month later, the list of the hospital examination was posted on the big list outside the Zhizhou Mansion, and Ning Le and the clerk went out to read the list early in the morning, because they were too nervous, they didn't even eat breakfast.

Su Yan followed them to see the excitement, Wen originally wanted to go with him, but the clerk was afraid that she would be squeezed down if there were too many people, so he tried his best to persuade her not to go. Su Miao also followed the persuasion, Wen had no choice but to stay in the store, and before the clerk left, he grabbed his hand and told him to come back immediately to tell her after reading the results, and the clerk agreed a few times, and Wen let him go with a nervous heart.

Su Ji's people were also nervous, looking forward to it and worrying in their hearts, Ning Le and the clerk had failed the list after all, if they could pass the exam, it would naturally be a happy event, and if they failed the list again, what a blow it would be to the two of them, when they thought of a group of rough men in the kitchen here, they couldn't help but shake their heads, it was too difficult for the carp to jump over the dragon gate, but fortunately they were cooks and didn't have to squeeze the single-plank bridge.

It was almost noon, Su Yan rushed in alone, and when he entered the door, he ignored Chen Yang, who wanted to stop him to ask about the situation, and rushed into the kitchen with a smile on his face, shouting loudly:

"Second sister, I'm hit! Hit! ”

Su Miao was startled, she almost burned her hands from the hot pot, and was pulled by the aftertaste and blew it gently. Su Miao didn't have time to notice that her hand was grabbed by the aftertaste and blown violently, she looked at Su Yan, looked at his happy face and was stunned, before asking:

"Who's hit?"

"It's all hit! All hit! Ningle is forty-second, and the clerk is seventeenth! All hit! ”

Su Miao didn't have time to rejoice for them, only to hear a loud bang, Su Yan looked back, the chopping wood in Wen's hand fell to the ground, she looked at Su Yan without being stunned, her face was pale, her lips trembled, and after looking at it once, she suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Su Yan's hand, and asked softly in a voice that almost cried:

"Medium, medium? Did he really hit the book? ”

Su Yan was first startled by her rushing over very fiercely, and when she asked like this, she rejoiced again, smiled and nodded vigorously:

"Really, I've seen it with my own eyes, I've seen it several times, seventeenth, that's right! It's amazing that you made it into the top 20! ”

"Top twenty?" Wen murmured softly, she was already crying, her voice was sharp and hoarse like a copper gong with too many scratches, she was like a dream. The whole person was dizzy as if in a dream, his confused eyes floated ethereally, and his pale and chapped lips whispered over and over again. "Hit! Hit! The book is white! She burst out laughing, a laugh that had never been more enjoyable, more proud, more relaxed than she had ever been, and which stopped abruptly before the end of the note, and she rolled her eyes and fell backwards suddenly. Hit the ground hard, straight and straight like a sharp but fragile dry firewood!

"Aunt Wen!" The crowd shouted in panic.

"Mother!" The clerk still had a haze in his heart because of Lu Hui's matter, and he was not too happy even if he knew that he had been hit. Therefore, he was not as elated and anxious as Su Yan to report, he was the last of the three to come in, and only then did he walk to the entrance of the corridor connecting the backyard in the outfield, and he saw his mother smiling happily and falling backwards. Keep your eyes closed. His heart chuckled, his eyes widened, he shouted, ran over in three steps and two steps to pick up his mother, and shouted in panic, "Mother! Mother! ”

Wen's illness is very serious, and her body has been hollowed out after many years of hard work, and this time she has experienced violent emotional ups and downs. Phlegm obsessed with his mind, and he suddenly fainted. Even if Lang Zhong was invited. Lang Zhong just said bluntly, "The eldest lady, this disease is incurable." ”

Even after inviting a few Lang Zhong to say this, the clerk became more and more flustered, and he knelt in front of the bed and held his mother's pale and thin hand, and stared blankly at her wrinkled face. He looked at this face every day, but at this time he realized for the first time that his mother was so old, too old to look good, her face was twice as old as her actual age, and he felt sad, and he remembered that his mother was also graceful and beautiful when he was young, but now he ......

He held Wen's hand with both hands, and put his forehead on the slender but shriveled palm covered with vicissitudes of life, he didn't cry, he couldn't cry, he just felt sad, sad in his heart......

In the evening, as if returning to the light, Wen woke up, his confused eyes swept over the cramped and dilapidated room, and then fell on the clerk who was kneeling in front of the bed. The clerk seemed to see her empty eyes suddenly glow at the moment she saw him, and this brilliance made him feel more and more sad, and he whispered sadly:

"Mother......

Perhaps because the body was too weak, Wen's eyes were a little scattered, she looked straight at him for a while, and suddenly, with a strong dry and thin hand, she held her son's hand tightly, and said to him in a weak but firm voice:

"Book white, clean yourself...... Live well! ”

She finished the last word with difficulty, her reluctant gaze briefly swept over the clerk's face, her eyes closed, and the hand held in the palm of the clerk's hand hung limply.

She has been asking her son to "get ahead" all her life, but her last exhortation before dying was the sentence full of love and reluctance, "live well".

"Mother!" After a few seconds of froze, the clerk leaned down and hugged his mother, who had left, and began to cry.

……

Moon died suddenly on the day of her son's ranking, and three days later she was buried by her son in a cemetery on the outskirts of Toyoju.

There is no money to do things and no money to hold a funeral, and half of the money for the burial is still made up when acquaintances come to mourn, Su Miao saw that he was really pitiful, and agreed to Ning Le's request, and Ning Le went to accompany the clerk to guard the spirit for three days.

After that, the clerk entered the official school, although there was a monthly student allowance, but it was far from enough for one person to live. His landlord was angry that Wen had died in his house, and the landlord found a better pair of out-of-town tenants, so the clerk was evicted from the rented house. It happened that there was still a bed in Su Ji's house, so Su Miao agreed to his request to pay half of the rent and the remaining half to be paid in the form of a part-time partner.

So the clerk carried his poor luggage and moved into Su Ji, which is a good thing for him, at least he doesn't have to stay alone after the sudden death of his favorite girl, Chongxi's mother, Su Ji's liveliness can somewhat dispel the sadness in his heart, he is more silent than before, but his character is much more complete than before, like a weed that has been destroyed by a storm but grasps the land more tightly.

……

In the blink of an eye, when autumn and winter intersect, the cool breeze is bleak, the fallen leaves are yellow, and Su Ji Pin Xianlou once again ushered in the season of stew and big sales.

At dusk, a richly decorated carriage slowly drove slowly and stopped steadily at the door of Su Ji Pinxian Building. There is no shortage of luxury carriages in Fengzhou City, but it is the first time Chen Yang has seen such a bright and gorgeous carriage like this, basically he knows all the dignitaries and nobles in Fengzhou City, and he is also familiar with the carriages that the distinguished guests are in, he is sure that he has never seen this carriage before, that is to say, the owner of this carriage should be a foreigner.

After the carriage stopped in front of the door, the little man with a hat on his head who was sitting on the wheel jumped down, spread one of the folded pedals, and smiled into the carriage and said:

"Master, we're here!"

A snow-white hand as jade gently lifted the curtain of the carriage, just looking at this beautiful hand, you can judge that the person in the car should be a beautiful person, sure enough, Chen Yang only felt that his eyes were flowering, and a young man with a long figure slowly stepped down from the car, standing in front of the door of the restaurant and looking at the signboard of Su Ji Pinxian Building above his head with a smile. There are also beautiful people in my own store, such as aftertaste, after looking at it for a long time, I thought I had immunity, but I didn't expect to be flashed when I saw this noble and elegant son. The young boy is about twenty years old, wearing a purple plain soft satin brocade robe, with a black and blue golden ribbon tied around his waist, three thousand green silk black and soft tied with a purple hairband, duck egg face, fair complexion, a little cinnabar mole in the center of his eyebrows, and the peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling are affectionate, because such a pair of eyes makes him look a little frivolous, but such frivolity is not disgusting, but it is the natural grace that makes people unable to take their eyes off it at a glance.

He got out of the car followed by a gentle woman like water, wearing a lotus blue embroidered trimmed multicolored flower and grass pattern brocade satin round-necked shirt, a grass green elastic ink woven gold entwined branch pattern skirt under the belt, wearing a green rattan pattern thin smoke veil, long black hair with chic and elegant Ruyi high bun, inserted with flowers and green leaves inlaid with gold hostas, skin like clotted fat on the hand wearing a pair of gilt water ripple bracelets, waist beaded spike uterine tape, hanging a plain sachet on it. Even if you can't see the appearance clearly with the mask light veil, you can faintly feel that this is a little lady with a good face. She held the maid's hand, gentle and beautiful, and dignified, this is probably a noble-born lady.

The man in purple looked at the door twice with a smile and asked the little guy who was also smiling:

"Li Zheng, is this really here?"

"Master, that's right, this is it, there is only one Su Ji Pinxian Building in the whole city, and the slave specially inquired!"

"Huh?" The man in purple snorted a hundred times, and swept around the two-story building in front of him, "This restaurant is too old!" ”

Chen Yang is a little angry, is this person here to eat or to kick the restaurant?

"Xianggong." The woman in Tsing Yi felt embarrassed and called softly.

The man in purple laughed and greeted loudly: "Xiao Er, give us a private room, my lady is all over the country, but you can't let people look at it!" (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the reward of emptying children's shoes in the evening!

Red Mansion has a fever for the first time in a long time, and it is actually thirty-eight degrees, so I can only do one shift today, I'm really sorry. I haven't had a fever for a long time, and it really doesn't feel good to have a sudden fever. (′д｀)