"Brother Yusheng, you mean that Xiao Langjun just now is his daughter's family?"

Carrying the oiled paper bag, past the crowd of people who came to frolic, Ma Xiu followed closely behind Liu Xi and asked the words that had been asked more than ten times. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It seems that he is still a little shocked about the situation just now, or maybe it is because he often prides himself on being *** suave, but the pear blossom who can be pressed full of begonias is still a young man who does not know about the affairs of the wind and the moon, otherwise how could he become so abnormal because he touched the waist of a little girl?

"Brother Yusheng, you and I are our own brothers, can you cheat on embroidery, it was really a girl's family before? No wonder, the fragrance of the whole body is like the deep valley orchid, which makes people happy. ”

Saying that, Ma Xiu also sniffed his nose and made a look of infatuation, but he asked Liu Xi a little, "But this doesn't mean that that person is a girl's family, Brother Yusheng, how did you find out, and Xiu said Okay?" ”

Ignoring Ma Xiu, who was still a little unrelenting, Liu Xi looked around, wanting to find an inn to rest, but suddenly saw Wu Shuang'er next to him stop.

"Childe, there's soup cakes."

said in a low voice, the little girl was reluctant to move forward, and a trace of sourness flashed in her big eyes, "At the winter solstice, my mother will also make soup cakes for Shuang'er to eat." ”

Hearing this, Liu Xi sighed secretly in his heart, and Ma Xiu on the side stuffed the oil paper package into his arms, hugged it with his left hand, and grabbed Wu Shuang'er's cuffs with his right hand, "Sister Shuang'er, I also smelled the fragrance, it seems that this shop has made the soup cake a must, otherwise how can it be so gluttonous!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled Wu Shuang'er and walked a few steps forward, stretched his neck to look left and right, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and walked out of an alley.

"The deep alleys hide delicious food, the fragrance is tempting, Brother Yusheng, you can be faster, you can't taste such good things if you are slow!"

With a smile in his mouth, Ma Xiu had already entered the alley with Wu Shuang'er, who was looking back, and Liu Xi, who was behind, strode after him.

Looking for the fragrance, the three of them finally found a dim light at the end of the alley, and in the mist, an old man with white hair and black robe stood by the pot, and the pot was boiling with a thin soup cake full of filling.

Seeing the soup cake rolling in the water, Wu Shuang'er stood there in a daze, and there seemed to be a few crystal teardrops hanging on her long eyelashes.

Placing the oil-paper bag in his hand next to a simple wooden table not far away, Liu Xi hugged the little girl who saw things and thought about people into his arms, and shook his head at Ma Xiu, who wanted to step forward.

"Uncle, bring us three bowls of soup cakes."

Liu Xi said a word to the old man, and the latter hurriedly picked up a bowl with blue and white glaze on one side and put it up, adding some green onions, the fragrance overflowed, and it was even more greedy.

The three of them sat down, and the old man brought up the steaming bowl, perhaps because he saw Wu Shuang'er's beautiful eyes slightly red, so he took off the white sweat towel hanging on his shoulder, wiped his thick hand, and said in a low voice with a smile, "Little lady, if you eat the soup cake of the little old man, you will be eaten the unhappy things together, and those sadness and sadness will disappear, and it will be happy and worry-free in the future." ”

"Really?"

It's just a casual remark, but I don't want Wu Shuang'er to look up very seriously, which makes the old man a little unexpected, stunned for a moment, and the wrinkled face stained by wind and frost showed a peaceful smile again, "Of course, the soup cakes of the little old man are all cooked with the spring water of the mountain'forget worries', and the potpourri is added, the little lady can taste it, and after tasting it, she will know that what the little old man said is true." ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, he heard Ma Xiu's praising voice, "The soup is moist but not greasy, the cake is fragrant and fragrant around the tongue and teeth, uncle, your soup cake is delicious!" ”

While talking, he ate a few more in a row, and seeing his happy appearance, Liu Xi and Wu Shuang'er also had an appetite, picked up chopsticks, and ate soup cakes.

Sure enough, the entrance is tender and smooth, and the fragrance is continuous, which is a rare delicacy in the world.

While the three of them were eating, the old man moved a stool, sat on the side, and looked towards the mouth of the alley, his cloudy gaze becoming far-reaching and long.

It seems to be watching something, or perhaps waiting for the diners.

The cold autumn wind blew, stirring the flames under the charcoal, and also blowing away the churning soup cakes in the cauldron.

Ma Xiu drank the last drop of soup in the bowl, and when he saw Liu Xi and Wu Shuang'er staring at him, he couldn't help but chuckle twice, "After eating, I feel a little hot." ”

said, shook the paper fan on the table, and said loudly, "Uncle, the bill has been settled." ”

"Alas......"

A sigh sounded faintly, and in the gradual autumn wind, it was very desolate, but it disappeared in an instant, as if there was an auditory hallucination in the ear.

Liu Xi looked back and happened to see the old man turn around, his eyes were full of loneliness, and the corners of his eyes were even red.

"It's six cents in total."

"It's cheap."

Ma Xiu took out the silver money from the cuffs, and said to the old man, "Uncle, your soup cake is so delicious, but the price is so low, don't you want to make that loss-making transaction?" ”

The old man picked up a few pennies, casually threw them in a wooden box next to the iron pot, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and said, "To be honest, Xiao Lao'er's soup cakes are only sold a few bowls a day, and after a while, when it comes to the cold winter, no one cares about it." ”

"So how are you going to do it? It's better to move the shop to the side of the street, and the business will naturally be much easier. ”

Picking up the oil paper bag, Ma Xiu responded casually, and when the old man heard this, he stopped wiping his hand on the table and sighed again.

This sigh was inaudible, but it made Liu Xi feel that there was endless sadness and helplessness.

"Little Lao'er has a son who loves to eat this soup cake since he was a child, so Xiao Lao'er will always cook a pot and wait for him to come back, if he is hungry, my dead wife will be resentful."

"So that's it, so the old man is admirable, hey, when the hour is near, why haven't you seen him coming......"

"Now, don't say it anymore......"

Liu Xi, who noticed that something was wrong, hurriedly interrupted, but Ma Xiuxin was straight-mouthed, where could he stop him, and when he appeared strange, the words had already blurted out.

"Eighteen years ago, that unfilial son followed the army to Wujiang and never came back."

After a moment of silence, the old man walked towards the pot with three bowls, "It's late, and the little old man has also closed the stall, so let's go back and rest early." ”

Hearing this, Liu Xi felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, looking at the soup cake that was still rolling, he couldn't help but think of the words of the old man who enlightened Wu Shuang'er.

Forget the sorrow water, why not let him forget the sorrow?

In this battle between the Han and Tang Dynasties, how many wives and children were separated?

How many boundless bones have been buried in the rolling Wujiang River?

Looking up at the starry moon disk, Liu Xi somehow came up with a thought that he had never thought of, perhaps, he should do something to change something.

It's just that he immediately remembered that his uncle Liu Han had not avenged his revenge, and he didn't feel more and more depressed in his chest, looked back at the rickety figure in the mist, took a deep breath of the cold autumn wind, and moved forward with his steps.

Behind him, Ma Xiu also lost his smile, his brows were unconsciously twisted together, his face was heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.