It was August, the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The autumn rain is like a curtain, sprinkled on the smoke-filled 800-mile cave garden.

At noon, the military camp outside the city, the Xiliang army and the soldiers of the government were sheltered from the rain in the military tent. In the tent near the handsome tent, Zhongli Chuchu, dressed in red, sat among a large pile of medicinal herbs, carefully grinding them with a mill, while Zhongli Jiujiu was mixing medicines beside him.

The rain was so heavy that although the tent did not leak, the crisp sound of 'crackling' made it impossible to hear each other's voices at all. The little sparrow couldn't go out for a walk, and lay listlessly in Xiao Xiang'er's hand-carved golden silk nanmu nest in a daze.

After more than a month of marching and fighting, he was either in a hurry or grinding medicine in the tent, and he didn't have overtime pay for overtime, not to mention Chu Chu, even Jiu Jiu was a little boring, and he raised his eyes from time to time to look in the direction of the tent.

After going back and forth a few times, Zhongli Chuchu spoke:

"Master, what are you doing outside?"

Zhongli Jiujiu looked outside, naturally jealous of Ning Yuhe. These days, Ning Yuhe is standing guard at night, running into the tent halfway through the standing, and only coming out the next morning, without thinking about it, he knows that he is going to feed the white steamed buns to Xianggong, Ning Qingye knows and doesn't say anything, and never bother.

And Zhongli Jiujiu is different, trying every means to find excuses in order to run to have a private meeting with Xu Buling, sometimes he has to run back as soon as he is satisfied, he never dares to spend the night, and he has not slept in Xu Buling's arms for a long time.

Hearing the apprentice's inquiry, Zhongli Jiujiu shook his head and said:

"It's strange to say, Qing Ye knows what her master is going to do every night, but she doesn't have any opinion at all, and she doesn't know how Ning Yuhe's apprentice taught......"

The words seemed to be talking about Ning Yuhe, but the meaning in the words was too obvious.

Zhongli Chuchu was silent for a while, did not speak, just lowered his head and grinded the medicinal herbs, as if the rain was too loud and he didn't hear anything.

Seeing this, Zhongli Jiujiu secretly sighed, didn't say much, and continued to work hard with gold sore medicine.

The two of them sat for a short time, and before it was dark, there was the sound of wheels outside, and they came to the outside of the tent from far and near, and opened the curtain with one hand.

Zhongli Chuchu raised his eyes, but saw Xu Buling standing at the door, changed into an ordinary white robe, and said with a smile:

"It's raining today, it's okay in the barracks, I'll take you to the city for a walk. Autumn is the time to eat crabs, and if you miss it, you will have to wait until next year. ”

Behind Xu Buling, Ning Qingye and Ning Yuhe both changed into dresses and waited quietly in the carriage, while the nightingale sat in front and drove.

When the little sparrow heard that it was possible to go out to the waves, he immediately became excited, fluttered his little wings and flew to the nightingale's shoulder, and looked back at his master, "Chirp-" and called twice, as if to say, 'Hurry up, hurry, hurry.'"

Zhongli Jiujiu was tired of staying in the barracks for a long time, so he quickly got up and patted his skirt and ran to Xu Buling.

Zhongli Chuchu put down the medicine grinder, and there was a slight hesitation in his green eyes.

In the past few days since he came with the army, Zhongli Chuchu already knew that Qingye and Yuhe had negotiated with the master and apprentice, and if nothing else, the master and apprentice would marry Xu Buling.

In this way, Zhongli Jiujiu and the Ning family's master and apprentice are both Xu Buling's women, Zhongli Chuchu seems to be the only outsider, and it seems inappropriate for the family to go out for a walk, and it seems inappropriate to follow by themselves......

Xu Buling stood at the door, saw that Chu Chu didn't move, and said suspiciously: "Chu Chu? ”

Zhongli Chuchu was in a trance, and he wanted to say that he was a little tired and wouldn't follow, but he felt that it was too abrupt, so he got up and followed Jiujiu after him.

Xu Buling knew what Chu Chu was thinking, and he didn't say anything, after holding an umbrella and sending Chu Chu to the carriage, he drove with the nightingale and drove out of the barracks quickly.

The boat had already arrived near Yueyang, but it was docked in a safe place in the rear, and the rain was too heavy to pick up the full branches, so it could only let Ning Yuhe, who was very familiar with this place, lead the way.

Ning Yuhe and Ning Qingye stayed in Yueyang for a long time, and they were familiar with this place, and after arriving in the city, they walked in front with an umbrella to lead the way, looking for a more authentic restaurant, and chatting about gossip by the way.

The campaign that lasted for more than half a year has sharply reduced the number of people in the rivers and lakes around Yueyang by ninety, and only soldiers and people are left on the street, and the few people in the rivers and lakes are also hidden in the shadows.

Ning Yuhe walked for a while, but remembered something, and asked, "Ling'er, how is that ghost girl?" ”

Xu Buling looked at it while walking, shook his head and smiled when he heard the words: "Let people follow, and ran to the small county town in the south of the Yangtze River to settle down, and there was no change, and then I didn't care, I guess I thought that the lock dragon Gu was real, and I waited for death at home." But a year is almost up, and I guess I understand that the poison is fake, and I will talk about it when I get to Jiangnan to see if I can use it. ”

Zhongli Jiujiu walked in front of the two, looked back, and saw Chu Chu walking alone with an umbrella at the back, Zhongli Jiujiu slowed down, and Chu Chu stood shoulder to shoulder, raising his hand to Yueyang Tower:

"Chu Chu, you are the Bakui who became there, although I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I heard Manzhi talk about it, it was a sensation at the time......"

Zhongli Chuchu was not interested in this at all, and picked his chin: "Master, you accompany your husband, I'll just go shopping by myself." ”

Zhongli Jiujiu was embarrassed to run to Xianggong and gently snub Chu Chu, but still walked silently next to Chu Chu, talking about some trivial things.

It was raining heavily, and although the scenery of Dongting Lake was good, there was really nothing to do on the street.

Xu Buling found a small restaurant on the street, and several people sat together to eat autumn crabs, although the pistachio branches were not a little lively, the atmosphere was quite warm.

However, this atmosphere of family reunion is obviously not very comfortable for Zhongli Chuchu, and he always feels that he is an outsider.

Zhongli Chuchu made a moment on the table, and after drinking two glasses of wine, he stood at the door of the shop in the name of sobering up, looking at the rain curtain in a daze.

The autumn rain continued and it was night, and there were no pedestrians on the side streets, except for a few shops on the side of the street.

Zhongli Chuchu leaned against the door, sometimes turning his head to look at the family inside from the window, his eyes turned a thousand times, but he didn't know what kind of mood he was in. In a trance, I remembered Ning Yuhe's sentence 'When the time comes, we will take the child and come over to see you with Xu Buling', judging from the current situation, if it continues, it is estimated that it will really become like this.

Ke Ning was able to serve a husband with his master at night, but Zhongli Chuchu was not so easy to accept.

Zhongli Chuchu really regarded the master as his mother back then, the most important person from childhood to adulthood was the master, and he had decided to give in to the master, so what excuse did he use to persuade himself to share a man with the master......

In a moment of thought, the rain was a little lighter, and the slight noise in the streets could be heard more clearly.

Zhongli Chuchu was looking at the lantern outside the tavern in a daze, and faintly, a conversation in the distance caught her attention:

"Daddy, this wine is really good......"

"yes, it's so much better than our little place......"

The conversation was very plain, just ordinary father-son chatter, but the person who spoke was not Da Yue's elegant dialect, but rather an obscure dialect, to be precise, the dialect of South Vietnam.

South Vietnam is full of lofty mountains and mountains, and 'ten miles of different sounds' is not just a casual talk, you may run over a few mountains to another village, and the accent will not be understood.

Zhongli Chuchu has followed his master since he was a child, running around in the cottages of South Vietnam to practice medicine, and then followed the Jianghu people of South Vietnam, and he knows the accents of various parts of South Vietnam, and he can hear that this is the dialect of Liuzhou, near the Feishui Ridge where she grew up.

Suddenly hearing the local voice in a distant place, needless to say, how kind it is.

Zhongli Chuchu was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and wanted to go and see it alone, but he was afraid of causing trouble, so he turned around and said:

"Xu Gongzi, come out for a while."

In the tavern, Xu Buling was drinking and chatting with his daughter-in-law, and he had already found Chu Chu alone at the door in a daze, thinking about how to go out to accompany him, when he heard this, he naturally got up and came to the outside of the tavern, and asked with a smile:

"Chu Chu, what's wrong?"

Zhongli Chuchu raised his hand and pointed to the small wine shop in the distance:

"There are a few South Vietnamese people over there, it seems to be our accent over there, and I want to go over and say hello."

Xu Buling raised his eyes and looked at it, and he didn't know the specific situation, so he picked up the oil-paper umbrella from the door and stretched it out: "Let's go, I'll go with you." ”

Zhongli Chuchu originally planned to do so, so he didn't refuse, and walked into the rain curtain with Xu Buling......