The bucket and drowning vessel did not attract Li Yan's attention, because the women's rooms in this era were all arranged like this, and they were no different from Li Bei'er, so there was nothing unusual.

However, there was a life-size self-portrait of the teacher standing in front of the bucket, which made Li Yan look at it for a long time.

The style of painting is realistic, the eyebrows, nose and eyes can be close to very similar, Li Yan compares it, and even the thickness and length of the fingers are not much different.

The temperament is completely different from the teacher in Li Yan's mind.

Because in this painting, the master is wearing the style of clothes in the picture of the ladies of the Tang Palace, a bandeau skirt with elegant white and light green as the main colors, revealing a fragrant neck like fat.

Li Yan stretched his neck and took a closer look, the black mole above his chest was exactly the same as the position of the master himself.

A nearly two-meter-long shawl lingers between the arms, as if a breeze blows it up, very fairy.

Li Yan didn't know the shawl, but he was deeply impressed by the ribbon on the arm of the seven fairies, so when he saw this thing, he immediately felt like he was looking at the fairy.

The teacher does have that kind of temperament.

"Little Peach Girl, who drew this?"

Li Yan felt a slight jealousy in his heart, he was like admiring a work of art that night, and he carefully looked at the teacher's body to clearly remember the location of the mole.

And the painter can also point the mole so accurately, and he must be observant when he wants to copy it, so he is inexplicably a little unhappy.

"It was painted by the girl herself, only because the master didn't want others to know that the girl was his daughter, so he put it in such a secret corner, even the master, he had never seen it."

Li Yan suddenly became happy and said to Xiao Tao: "I will be your girl from now on, at this time, what should your girl be doing in the past?" ”

Xiao Tao pondered and said, "Bathing." ”

"Okay, I'll also bathe, where can I boil water?" Li Yan had a whim, and walked out with great interest.

Cluck......

Xiao Tao covered her mouth and laughed, "My girl is not as anxious as you, you can't come." ”

"Okay, I'll start all over again." Li Yan cleared his throat and said in the cold appearance of his teacher: "Xiao Tao, accompany me to boil water and bathe." ”

"My girl won't boil water herself, you sit down, Xiao Tao will go and boil water for the girl."

Xiao Tao is still a little girl after all, and she just thinks it's very fun, so she also started a crazy affair with Li Yan seriously, and left the house with Tingting, gently closing the door tightly, and then laughed out loud.

Li Yan was left alone in the room, and he touched the portrait of his master, but immediately retracted his hand, because it didn't feel right at all.

He paced and looked left and right, from the right side of the room to the left where the incense had collapsed.

The brocade bedding was neatly stacked on top of the incense, and it was not until here that Li Yan faintly smelled the fragrance of the teacher.

It's just because she deliberately separates herself from women on weekdays, so she doesn't use any incense, and the fragrance at this time is completely the woman's own body fragrance.

Elegant, fresh.

Li Yan couldn't help but think of Jia Baoyu's sentence: Daughters are flesh and bones made of water, and men are flesh and bones made of mud. When I saw my daughter, I was refreshed; When I saw the man, I felt that it was smelly/compelling.

At this time, he deeply realized that ancient women would make people obsessed, this kind of classicism and softness was shaped by the times, and it was impossible to learn it.

Of course, it doesn't mean that women in previous lives were not good, they all have their own merits.

Li Yan lay on the bed, his head resting on the quilt, took out the letter from his arms, read it carefully, and covered his face with annoyance......

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Tao pushed the door in with a steaming bucket, skillfully poured it into the bucket, and then gently closed the door and left.

The whole process was very quiet, about five minutes later, Xiao Tao entered the house again, Li Yan folded the letter that was wet with tears, took a deep breath, and went out to catch up with Xiao Tao.

"Uncle, no, why did the girl come out?" Xiao Tao said with a smile.

Li Yan snatched the wooden bucket from her hand and said, "How can you let a little girl carry water while sitting and waiting by yourself, what kind of man is it called." ”

Xiao Tao quipped, "You are my girl now." ”

"Ouch, it's going to be later, not now. How many days does your girl bathe? Do you carry your own water every time? ”

"My girl washes once a day, and someone brings the water to the door of the room, and then I pour it into the bucket, and others are not allowed to enter the girl's boudoir." Xiao Tao said proudly, as if she was showing off a great thing.

Li Yan carried two buckets of water at one time and ran under his feet, but despite this, it took half an hour to fill the bucket.

Xiao Tao suddenly became embarrassed, and lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Li Yan couldn't guess her thoughts, she felt very cute, and wanted to tease this little girl on a whim, so she opened her hand, closed her eyes, and didn't speak.

"Aunt, aunt, are you an aunt or a girl now?"

"Of course it's a girl."

Li Yan opened a slit slightly, peeked at Xiao Tao, and forcibly maintained a cold face, trying not to let himself laugh.

After a while, Xiao Tao seemed to have made a lot of determination, slowly raised his hand, reached the position of Li Yan's belt, and then closed his eyes tightly, and twisted his head to the side hard, as if there was an extremely terrifying ghost standing in front of him.

Li Yan laughed, stopped teasing her, and said, "This is free, I'll do it myself." ”

Xiao Tao was amnesty, quickly walked out of the screen, blushed, lay on the table, and said in her heart: My mother-in-law said that slaves marry with their masters, and if the girl doesn't leave, then this man will be mine in the future...... Why did the girl go? My uncle is very nice.

Suddenly I felt ashamed again, what do I want to do with this? The little face couldn't help but get hotter.

Li Yan didn't think about it so much, he just thought that this little girl was fun, and he didn't have any other ideas, at most, she was treated as a sister like Daylily.

He soaked in the tub, the heat steaming every pore, extra comfortable and relaxed.

On the front is the portrait of the teacher, and after staring at it for a long time, the spirit begins to drift.

Being in the room where the master lived, sitting in the bucket used by the teacher, imagining the smile of the teacher, as if overlapping time and space, the two souls were intertwined and silently blended.

…………

The county seat is a hundred miles away from Yanggu County, a neat inn, and a private room on the second floor.

A girl with only exposed shoulders, leaning on a brand-new bucket, slowly scooped up a handful of water, a few snaps of her fingers, and the water slipped away along the fingers, leaving only the delicate petals, which were placed in the palm of her hand.

She stared at the petals, dazed.

"Girl, it's almost over, the water is cold, it's time to rest after a day's journey."

"Yes, mother-in-law."

…………

"Little Peach, I've washed it."

"Oh, oh, here comes the girl."

Xiao Tao walked in with a bath towel in her left hand, an embroidered red belly pocket and a pair of pure white shorts in her right hand.

Yes~!