The dregs of the mung bean cake that fell fell and disappeared like a few stars.

Xu Yingyue swallowed the mung bean cake in her mouth, and said to Xu Yuanyu with a smile: "Do you have to ask me to eat it like this?" ”

Xu Yuan listened to Xu Yingyue's words, stuffed the mung bean cake into her mouth, and she chewed the taste of the mung bean cake carefully, not the ordinary sweet and greasy, but the sweet with a little bitterness. The taste that I didn't know when I was a child, Xu Xuanxuan finally tastes it now, just like life, sweet and bitter.

As soon as Xu Yingyue opened her mouth to ask about Xu Yingyue's current situation, Xu Yingyue seemed to have guessed what Xu Yingyue was going to ask, so she spoke first: "I'm doing well over there, and I'm also out of the sea of suffering, I hope you can also be okay in this desolate world, don't worry about me." ”

Xu Yuanxuan recalled that Xu Yingyue had been dead for nine years, a full nine years, and her bones were still buried on a small hill outside an unknown small county, and she didn't know if someone would clean up the weeds on her grave every Qingming Festival.

It's ridiculous to say, Xu Yingyue's grave doesn't even have a tombstone, where will anyone remove the weeds from the grave for her?

Xu Yuan sneered, tears of laughter only burst out from the corners of his eyes, this is not happiness, but indescribable sadness, and it is also a pain that cannot be healed. Instead of being so painful, for Xu Yuanyuan, it is better to give her such a knife directly in the chest, this kind of blunt knife cutting meat is the most uncomfortable.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yingyue disappeared without a trace, and not even a speck of dust was left, as if she was like a dream this time, just to tell Xu Yuan that she was okay, and she was going back in a hurry.

Xu Yingyue is still Xu Yingyue nine years ago, and Xu Yingyue is no longer the same as nine years ago.

When he woke up the next day, Xu Yuanxuan found that his pillow was wet from crying, as if the pillow was already printed with this dark irregular pattern. When Xu Yurong saw it, she laughed at her for being such a big person and crying wet her pillow at night

That incident made Xu Yuan sad for a long time, and it was only slightly better. And during this time, the people next to him only thought that Xu Yuanyuan was like this because he was tired of going out.

These days, Xu Yuanyuan doesn't even know how to write the story of Xu Huanqing and Lu Qingmei, she never knows how to start this story, and how to change the ending in a clever place.

In the end, Xu Yuanyuan prepared to go to Huishang Bookstore to rent books.

Huishang Bookstore is next to Miaoyin Pavilion, one is noisy with gongs and drums, the other is quiet and introverted, and the two seemingly small shops are next to each other like this, but they are also forced by the world.

The original old troupe is here, and the housing prices on this street are not very high, which naturally reduces the cost.

In this kind of place, ordinary people in the market will not come, those cloth clothes are mostly for quick success, reading and learning is like simmering chicken soup, if you don't spend some effort and thought, it will not come out for a while and a half, and there are many ambitious people in the township, guarding their books of governing the country and the country, saying "for heaven and earth, for the people, for the life of the people, for the afterlife, for the eternal peace" of the moderation of thought, but in the end it ended up in the twilight of the ambition is difficult to pay, and the tombstone can only be hastily added to a few resentments, Who in this world can remember that they lived in order to create a unique world and open a prosperous world, and they were not even as reckless as the grass in the fields. The legacy left by this ancestor is clear that after thousands of years, it can only be put together with despicable and unrighteous entertainment, I don't know that those ancestors who have been buried under the loess for a long time and have not seen the light of day will vomit blood after knowing?

That day, Xu Yuan only had a morning scene, no afternoon field, and the opera troupe had no work to do in the afternoon, so she simply went to the bookstore after lunch, ready to look for books and get some inspiration from books.

The moment Xu Yuan walked into the Huishang Bookstore, he only felt that there was a smell that was different from the fireworks in the world of Miaoyin Pavilion, but a simple book aroma, a kind of elegant fragrance emitted after being intoxicated for thousands of years, which was easy for people to lose themselves, which Xu Yuan had not felt in the troupe.

Rows of books are lined up on the shelves like soldiers in the school yard, with their heads held high, preparing to be reviewed by the top generals of the barracks.

Xu Yuanxuan casually pulled down a book on the shelf, casually turned a page, and it was written that "Mount Tai does not let the soil become big, and the rivers and seas can become deep because they do not choose its flow", closed the book and looked at the cover again, and inscribed the name of the book "The Book of Exhortations" in beautiful small letters, which was written by Li Si of the pre-Qin Dynasty.

Although the words in that book are very reasonable, this is not what she is looking for, because what she needs now is human love, not the way to govern the world. Not to mention that she is a drama, even if the daughter of a big family reads so many books, not only can she not be an official and govern the world, but she will also be said that she has no virtue, which will only add to her troubles.

This world is really unfair, and when a man reads the book of governing the world, he is a talented person who cultivates virtue and virtue. When a woman reads the book of governing the world, she has no moral ethics in women.

Xu Yuanyuan understands this very well, and she also understands that this is the sadness of this world.

She quickly put the book back on the shelf, like a hot potato in her hand, and if it took a few more moments, her hands would be blackened and burned.

Xu Yuanyuan understands that the bookstore must have a classification of books, and the placement will not be disorderly. Since there is "The Book of Exhortations to Guests" on this shelf, it may be a book about the way to govern the world, so she directly bypassed this shelf and went directly to the back shelf to find the book.

Xu Yuan pulled a book from the shelf, and it was written "The Book of Songs". She had heard the name of the Book of Songs, but she had never seen its entity, and today she finally saw its true face. So she casually turned a page and prepared a detailed tasting.

The page she opened casually happened to be written "Shuo Ren" in "Wei Feng", and she gently rubbed her fingertips on the paper and whispered: "Shuo Ren is full of clothes." The son of Qi Hou, the wife of Wei Hou......"

When she read "hands are like soft wattles, skin is like clotted fat", a plump body, white skin and beautiful beauty, soft jade fingers appeared in her mind, in front of many white jade people, dressed in red makeup and gorgeous clothes, married to the prince and general as a wife, she smiled brightly, like a blooming red rain gold.

When she finished reading the last sentence of "Jia Hua is revealed, Shu Jiang is iniquent, and Shu Shi is misty", a warm voice came from behind her.

"Are you reading the Book of Songs?"

Xu Yuan turned his head to look, and the person behind him turned out to be Liu Yi.

It is said that after the last time the two of them parted from Cao Fu, they hadn't seen each other for three or four months.

Xu Yuanyuan just nodded and closed the "Book of Songs", and handed the "Book of Songs" to Liu Yi to show him.

Liu Yi took the Book of Poetry handed by Xu Yuan, gently flipped it, looked down at the "Book of Songs" flipped in his hand and asked, "What are you reading this for?" ”

Xu Yuanyuan just replied lightly with three words: "Write something." ”

Xu Yuanyuan's answer was clean and neat, and he expressed his meaning in few words, which is Xu Yuanyuan's style.

Hearing Xu Yuanyuan say that he wanted to write, Liu Yi suddenly raised his head and looked at Xu Yuanyuan with an incredible look, he looked at Xu Yuanyuan's eyes as if he had guessed something, and asked, "Do you want to write a script for singing?" ”

Xu Yuanyuan didn't want to talk to Liu Yi, because in Xu Yuanyuan's eyes, Liu Yi was the little gangster Liu Lijun who he saw for the first time in the Rejuvenation Hall, but he didn't want Liu Yi to guess it. Anyway, it was okay to talk to Liu Yi, so he directly confessed: "Yes, I want to write a drama book, but I don't know how to write it, so I came to the bookstore to find a book and want to rent it to read it." ”

Liu Yi listened to Xu Yuanyuan's words, and did not return the "Book of Songs" in his hand to Xu Yuanyuan, but directly stuffed the Book of Poetry back to the bookshelf, and took down the "Cao Zi Jianji" next to him, and said: "You might as well read "Cao Zi Jianji" if you read "The Book of Songs". "The Book of Songs" is a work from the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty to the middle of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the wording is quite old, I am afraid that it is difficult to understand without annotations, and it is no longer suitable to be used as a drama. And what you just read is "Shuoren" in "Wei Feng", the famous sentences in it, "hands are like soft wattles, skin is like clotted fat" and "beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, clever smiles are looking forward to it" are already cheesy, and ordinary people in the world can only praise the beauty of these two sentences. ”

While speaking, Liu Yi handed the "Cao Zi Jianji" in his hand to Xu Yuanyuan, Xu Yuanyuan took the "Cao Zijian Collection" handed by Liu Yi, flipped through it casually, and only heard Liu Yi continue: "Compared with the "Book of Songs", this "Cao Zijian Collection" is very different, Cao Zijian's poems reflect the style of the child's banquet, and also show the characteristics of the times to which he belongs. Not to mention those, I think "Luo Shen Fu" can beat "The Book of Songs". In "Luo Shen Fu", just "fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a dragon" can win but a lot, the description is atmospheric and not out of the ordinary, the rhetoric is gorgeous and the rhetoric is diverse, and the feelings in it are also sincere, and the change of feelings is more like responding to people's separation and farewell, which is much better than the "Book of Songs". The "Shuoren" in the Book of Poetry only talks about the marriage of the noble princess, among which the "Taoyao" in "Zhou Nan" is the joy of the bride's marriage, the feelings are too single, there is no change, and some are unrealistic, but it is not as real as "Luo Shen Fu". ”

Originally, Xu Yuanyuan only thought that Liu Yi was a gangster on the street, but he didn't want to have his own unique opinion, and he was already a little surprised, which really responded to the sentence 'real people don't show their likeness, and they don't show their real people', which may be talking about people like Liu Yi.

At this moment, Xu Yuanxuan has a little more respect for Liu Yi in his heart, and a little less contempt.

Xu Yuanxuan took the copy of "Cao Zi Jianji" and went to the counter to find the shopkeeper, ready to pay the rent, but he didn't know why there was a lot of noise outside, looking like he was surrounded by mountains and seas. Xu Yuanyuan paid the rent and went out, and Liu Yi silently followed Xu Yuanyuan's side.

I saw that there were a crowd of people around the stone arch bridge next to the Huishang Bookstore, and the surrounding vendors didn't even do business, but just gathered around to watch the excitement.

On the stone arch bridge, a woman dressed in a red wedding dress, wearing a phoenix crown on her head that she only wore when she got married, and a big red peony flower pinned to her sideburns, looked to be in her early twenties.