The Qinhuai River sings all night, the early officials are fishing for the river lanterns in the river, although they were happy last night, but yesterday has passed, and the days have to live unsteadily, and the paper folded river lanterns can not always rot in the river, even if they are beautiful, they must be salvaged up.

Li Congjia, who was dressed in plain clothes, walked slowly by the river, and returned to his homeland, he seemed out of place with others, and there were several palace people quietly following not far behind him, who were sent by the old emperor to follow, probably to know where Li Congjia lived in Jinling!

I went around the riverside, crossed the bridge, met people, and asked to know that Wutong Street had already passed, and I had to turn back.

Li Congjia sighed, turned around and turned over again, and when he passed by those palace people, he didn't say anything, just follow it, what's the matter!

After a few teas, Li Congjia finally found the location of Wutong Street, which is a street near the river, not very long, only four or five alleys, and the street is not planted with plane trees, but planted willow trees, and now ten thousand willow branches are hanging down, very luxuriant.

On the street, Li Congjia met the old gentleman who was in the palace yesterday and took the talk for himself, and the old gentleman was in good spirits, sitting at the mouth of an alley, casually watching the people coming and going on the street.

"Mr. Today, he is in good spirits!" Li Congjia came to him and said with a smile.

Mr. Su raised his head, squinted his eyes, and after seeing clearly who was coming, he also responded, "It's good, thanks to you, I went home earlier last night, I went to bed earlier, and I got up earlier today!"

"That old gentleman also lives in Wutong Street, which alley, yesterday's incident, I am grateful, I must come to the door to thank you!"

"Lane 17, and your house is an alley, well, it's the alley behind me, you don't have to come to thank you, in the future, plain is the best!"

"Okay, the juniors remember!"

"What? Didn't come home last night? Did you kneel in the palace all night?" Mr. Su looked at the young man in front of him with a tired look and ash on his knees, and asked.

"The old gentleman asked what this is for? This has nothing to do with the old gentleman! ”

"Okay, it's true that it has nothing to do with me, let's go home quickly! That little girl may be in a hurry!"

Li Congjia arched his hand and said goodbye to the old gentleman, but just after walking a few steps, before he reached the door, he heard again, "Who are you Li Shuangshuang?"

Li Congjia tilted his head and smiled with a smile on his face, "Family, the only family in this world!"

The old gentleman saw Li Congjia knocking on the door, so he didn't look anymore, leaning on the mouth of his alley, thinking about the scene when he first saw Li Shuangshuang last night, and couldn't help but smile.

Buckled the door, the door was not locked, Li Congjia pushed the door straight open and entered, the front yard seemed to be the residence of Xiong Daxiong and the two of them, it was still very early, and the snoring of the two was like thunder, and they could be heard in the yard.

After walking dozens of steps, Li Congjia pushed open the second courtyard door, and when she heard the sound, the little girl stuck out her head, looked out, and after seeing who it was, she immediately put down her work and rushed out.

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"Why didn't you sleep all night?"

"I'm waiting for the young master to come home!"

"Didn't it make you go to bed earlier?"

"Young Master should know me, not such an obedient person!"

"Look, your eyes are red! I've been tired for the past few days! ”

"Young Master, you too!"

Li Shuangshuang held back her tears and didn't cry, the young master didn't like her to cry, so she didn't cry, she couldn't remember what it was like to cry, holding the young master, and sat down in the courtyard, Li Shuangshuang hurried to work on his millet porridge again.

Li Congjia sat in the courtyard, closed his eyes, and enjoyed all this, "Shuang'er, can you build a stove in this courtyard?" ”

is an inquiring tone, Li Congjia used to be like this, always like to ask Li Shuangshuang all kinds of questions.

"Okay! The house is too small, and you have to build a shed, I heard that Jinling always likes to rain!"

"Whatever you say, this will be our home from now on!"

"It's much smaller than in Chang'an!"

"It's a lot smaller......"

"Small is small, but there is no princess Roujia to bother us!"

"Shuang'er, why don't you like her?"

"Because she's better than Shuang'er!"

"And you're jealous?"

"Not jealousy? It's envy!"

"She's a princess, what's there to envy? Am I still the king? ”

Li Shuangshuang poked his head out, looked at his young master and looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but shake his head, "What's so good about the prince, being a rich man, and having a little girl like Shuang'er, isn't it better than being a prince?"

"You're right, what's so good about being a prince? It's not about eating in the morning, it's not about going to bed at night. ”

"But it's like this for everyone!"

"Shuang'er is right, everyone is like this, how good it is to be like this all the time!"

"Does the young master want to be an ordinary person?"

"Yes! Ordinary people like you!"

"Young Master, it's now!"

"But I think there's something missing!"

"What's missing?"

"I don't know, I just know, I'm hungry now!"

"It's going to be right away!"

"How long will it take?"

"It's almost there!"

"Then why is it bad?"

"Immediately, immediately!"

After a while, Li Congjia said again, "Why isn't it okay?"

"The porridge should be boiled for a long time, and many masters should eat some pickled radishes first, I brought them back from Chang'an!"

"Why did you bring it back from Chang'an, we walked so far and sat on the boat for so long, and you brought pickled radish?"

"Yes! Eating is the most important thing, not only pickled radish, but also a lot of delicious and fun food!"

"Where's my poetry book?"

"What poetry collection?"

"I wrote it in Chang'an?"

"I put it in the study? Didn't the young master bring it back? ”

"I thought you'd bring it back!"

"That's the young master's thing, the young master should bring it back by himself!" Li Shuangshuang blinked and said innocently.

"Then you brought three or four wagons of things, and what did you bring?"

"Pickled radish, I brought two jars, and I brought a carriage of spices, I'm afraid there aren't here, and I also brought our shelf of burning meat!"

"Li Shuangshuang!"

"Young master, the porridge is ready!"

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In a life like this, Li Congjia and Li Shuangshuang have been in Chang'an for more than ten years, it is plain, everything is true, the prince is not like the prince, and the girl is not like the girl, which is the best way to get along.