In this humble inn, tenants always rotate when they come and go, but in this month, except for Liu Yong, there is no long-term stay. For a while, there was only one tenant in the entire inn, Liu Yong. Liu Yong made a bold move again, and the second landlord really hoped that Liu Yong could live for a long time.

But the old man was not hopeful, he felt that Liu Yong would definitely move out of here, and he would also buy a big house by himself. Whenever the old man said this, the old woman frowned. It's not that she is reluctant to give up Liu Yong's house money, but she is reluctant to Yingying, these days, the old and the young have established a kind of emotion that is difficult to give up. The old woman already regarded Yingying as her granddaughter in her heart.

But separation is inevitable.

Liu Yong had a few glasses of wine with the second landlord, and when he saw that it was getting late and the shift had arrived, he was going to go to the appointment. But Yingying is dead and alive and wants to follow. Liu Yong didn't know how to explain her young age, so he had to lead the small light bulb to go.

At the beginning of night, Meihua Street is lit up and crowded, which means that the night market is about to kick off. Liu Yong stood still where he set up his stall, waiting for the pale green to arrive.

When Zheng Er saw Liu Yong, he wanted to pull him to eat wine. was rejected by Liu Yong politely. Zheng Er saw his wife standing at the door of the shop looking at Liu Yong, and pulled her into the house. Inevitably complained a few more words, the two of them exchanged a few words, and noisily settled the dinner.

Liu Yong bought a bunch of rock sugar gourds for Yingying, Yingying ate a mouth full of sugar, like a little cat, Liu Yong hurriedly squatted down and wiped Yingying with a sweat towel, while laughing. This is how children can make people feel happy when they eat.

A pair of pale green embroidered shoes suddenly appeared in Liu Yong's eyes. As soon as he looked up, Lin Qingrou was looking at him and smiling. Liu Yong's heart trembled, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly got up.

Lin Qingrou lowered her head shyly and shook her delicate body slightly. This is what most women look like when they are shy. Costume film actresses are very good at controlling this demeanor. But in Liu Yong's eyes, Lin Qingrou's shame is so beautiful and pure.

The two exchanged a few words, and Lin Qingrou asked who Yingying was.

"Oh, her name is Yingying and she is my eldest brother's child. My eldest brother died young, and my sister-in-law had some accidents, and we were supposed to go to her aunt, but we came up empty, so I had to take her with me. Liu Yong took Yingying and Lin Qingrou side by side, Yingying's big eyes never left Lin Qingrou, looking up and down from head to toe, her eyes were full of curiosity. She only felt that her uncle was very gentle in front of this beautiful sister, gentle like a little sheep.

When I walked to the lake, the half-moon floated on the water, revealing a sparkling silver road. The silver road led to the other side of the lake, and suddenly it broke off. The lake was full of green willows that were sprouting, and at ten minutes in the windless evening, they were quiet and motionless, and the time was frozen.

The white moonlight shone on Lin Qingrou's goose egg face, and a faint soft light appeared, making her face look more delicate and charming.

Liu Yong looked at it and looked at it and was stupid, so he forgot to speak.

The moon is clear and the lake is clear, and the green willows are in the spring night, what else do you need to say? Everything is in the veins of silence.

Yingying was very sensible, and knew that her uncle and this beautiful sister were going to whisper, so she walked a few meters away to play with the rocks by the lake.

The windless night, the wordless gaze, the affectionate veins between the gazes.

At this moment, the moon in the sky seemed brighter, the water in the lake seemed deeper, and the weeping willows by the lake were quieter. The silver-white Geng Geng galaxy in the sky was gurgling above Liu Yong and Lin Qingrou's heads.

In this romantic spring night, under the bright moonlight, four hands held together.

Lin Qingrou's hands were soft, slippery and greasy, with her warm body temperature.

Suddenly, a warm current filled Liu Yong's body, making his heart stir. At this time, the two of them were not close to each other, Lin Qingrou's breathing was a little short, Rulan's breath lingered in Liu Yong's nose, and he had the urge to kiss Lin Qingrou. But he still restrained himself, after all, this is ancient times, and he can't come up to his relatives when he falls in love. At this moment, Lin Qingrou let him hold his hand was already a big concession.

Concession? Liu Yong thought about it, felt funny in his heart, and opened his mouth to speak. What he wanted to say was, of course, to understand the situation of Lin Qingrou's family. Lin Qingrou was also blunt.

It turned out that Lin Qingrou's family had a paralyzed elder brother who couldn't move his hands and feet, and it was okay to climb a few steps. It is all raised by decoction and medicine, and after drinking the medicine, he sleeps, and he does not wake up after thundering. Not counting Lin Hualang, the three of them live on a small tea shop, and their lives are tight. Lin Qingrou sometimes helps people to work as female workers in your family to earn some pocket money.

Through Lin Qingrou's story, Liu Yong knew that Lin Qingrou's father was not only bad-tempered, but also lazy. He blamed his son Lin Hualang for not studying well to be an official and to be a ruffian. The huge expectations and disappointments made the old man hate Lin Hualang to the core. And listening to Lin Qingrou, her second brother is not a reading material at all, and when he was a child, he couldn't memorize a poem for three days.

In short, the Lin family is a poor family in this Meizhou city.