I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, both modern and ancient.

The awkward atmosphere didn't last long, and Qin Dayou continued to ask, "What is your surname?" ”

"Poof~~"

Zhang Twelve just took a sip of tea, but he couldn't hold back, and squirted out all of them, fortunately Qin Dayou had a certain distance from him, otherwise he was afraid that he would be "sprayed" very miserably.

That's hilarious, isn't it?

If you don't even know your surname, you recruit someone to be your uncle, is it possible that you picked this person up from the street?

So later, when Zhang Twelve knew that "he" was indeed picked up from the street, his expression was very exciting.

But it's okay if I don't know, the master can just use the original name, so thinking about it, it seems pretty good? smiled cheaply and said to Qin Dayou: "The little son-in-law is surnamed Zhang, and his name is twelve." ”

Zhang ...... Twelve? ”

And this kind of name? It's too ...... Makedo with it, right? Perhaps feeling a little rude, Qin Dayou smiled awkwardly: "This name is good!" The name is simply ............ Son-in-law, the weather is nice today, haha............"

Forgive this embarrassing conversation from Qin Dayou, who has a simple face, because he really can't blow it!

However, Zhang Twelve is no longer surprised by his performance, as a loyal user of this name, he has seen too many such expressions.

Zhang Twelve is an orphan, he grew up in a welfare home, there are many children like him, according to age, he is ranked twelve, when he was young, others called him twelve, and he slowly got used to it.

Later, with the sponsorship of well-wishers, he began to study, and he also had the opportunity to change his name, but he still wrote the words "Zhang Twelve" on the registration book.

In his opinion, these three words represent the innocent past he lived in the welfare home, so he loves these three words.

After ending this rather embarrassing topic, Qin Dayou asked again: "Who else is in the virtuous son-in-law's family?" Why did you end up on the streets the other day? ”

Forehead......

This Nima ......

Was he really picked up? It's a little embarrassing...... No wonder I don't even know what his last name is......

Zhang Twelve frowned, took a long breath, and then began to ...... Edited: "The son-in-law is not from Liangzhou, his family is in the middle of the road, his parents are dead, and he is a little sad and excessive, so he will fall to this." Alas, it made my father-in-law see the joke! ”

Qin Dayou nodded, not much different from what he thought, his heart was clear, and at the same time he couldn't help but be proud, there is no background, and I don't have the final say in the future?

This is the best, this is the best!

The two chatted awkwardly in the house for a while, and Qin Dayou left a sentence, "The virtuous son-in-law will have a good night's rest today, and we will discuss the rest tomorrow in the long run", and then left.

Zhang Twelve sneered twice in his heart, still thinking about letting me go to the top bag tomorrow? Dream your big dreams!

But the two of them are at most using each other, this old guy wants him to go to the battlefield for him, and he has to eat and drink at his house, well, it's better to mix a beautiful little lady!

When I thought about it, my heart suddenly became much more balanced......

…………

Dinner was sent by Xiaohuan again, and at his strong request, the two had another meal together, and Xiaohuan behaved much more calmly than in the morning.

Seeing that it was still early and there was no entertainment, it was too boring to stay in the house, so I simply asked Xiaohuan to take it to the courtyard.

The maids I met on the road were also polite, and they would whisper "Uncle", but after turning around, they would get together and chirp at his back, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Zhang Twelve was in a good mood now, and he didn't think much about it, and went to the garden in the backyard under the leadership of Xiaohuan.

Just looking at the scale of this garden, the wealth of the Qin Mansion can be seen.

On the way from the outer garden to the garden, pebbles of different sizes and shapes are staggered on it, and some withered flowers and plants emerge from the cracks between the stones, not tall or short, just neatly set around the pebbles.

In one corner of the garden is a small pavilion, which is exceptionally clean, and there are long tables and chairs in the pavilion, and it seems that people often rest and play here.

The ground opposite the pavilion is planted with all kinds of flowers and plants, because it has entered autumn, most of the flowers have been in decline, only three or four osmanthus trees are in full bloom, the breeze together, the nose is full of osmanthus fragrance.

This is really a good place, Zhang Twelve thought, sitting on the stool between the pavilions, the scenery was beautiful, and he happily pointed to the front and said, "This place is good, who can enjoy it so much?" ”

"It's my young lady."

"Huh—is it?"

Zhang Twelve smiled dumbly, it seems that he and his unmasked lady still have a common hobby.

"Yes, Miss usually likes to come to the pavilion the most, Miss said that sitting here, the heart is the quietest. A lot of my young lady's poems were written here. ”

Speaking of which, Miss Xiaohuan is a little arrogant, as if the poems were written by her.

Zhang Twelve didn't speak again, smelling the faint aroma of osmanthus in his nose, but his thoughts drifted to the welfare home where he had lived for more than ten years, and a thick osmanthus tree was planted in the yard.

Alas, now that things are wrong, he disappeared in that noisy world, and I am afraid that few people will know, and the only thing that will miss him may be the children in the welfare home who he promised to make osmanthus cakes with them.

In his previous life, he was just a teenager in his twenties, why did he feel that he had only passed through a few days, and his mentality had changed so much?

After all, it was already autumn, and the wind was getting cooler at night, Zhang Twelve shrank his head and muttered to himself:

But the weather is cool and autumn.

…………

In the girl's boudoir, Qin Yutong dipped the ink and put down the pen, and after leaning a little, he picked up the pen, stared at the seven big characters on the rice paper, and read softly:

But the weather is cool and autumn.

The country of the Tang Dynasty is different from many dynasties in the previous life, and there is no such thing as a woman who is not talented, and the appearance of talented women is not so unbelievable.

Qin Yutong is such a talented woman, and she is even more famous in Liangzhou City, and her attainments in poetry have long surpassed most people.

Although she didn't go up and down, she could see that this was one of the words of the poem, but when she heard Xiaohuan say that it was just a casual sentence from the man, she was even more curious, and asked again: "Is this really him...... Casual words? Nothing else besides this one? ”

After getting Xiaohuan's affirmative answer, he stared at the seven words and thought faintly:

What kind of person are you?

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