It was still early in the afternoon, and it had just rained lightly, and the reddish sunlight was shining through the thin clouds and scattering on the gravel road.

The location here is a bit out of the box, there are not too many shops, except for a few small shops selling daily necessities, and there is only one tea shop that is still somewhat large.

The host built a canopy with bamboo outside the house, put two tables, and built a simple stove some distance away from the table, and the tea making utensils were neatly placed on the stove, thinking that no one would come over today, and there was no fire on the stove.

This is a somewhat deserted area, the environment is quiet, and some people come on weekdays. A chess stall was set up under the willow tree near the river, and in addition to chatting, he occasionally talked about the temple.

This year is the end of March of the seventh year of the Chunyuan Dynasty of the New Dynasty, and the six-month peace with Beirong was finally decided not long ago, although the New Year's currency was finally increased, but compared to the conditions put forward by Beirong at the beginning, this is still within the acceptable range of the New Dynasty.

In other words, the covenant signed by the peace was an equal contract for the new dynasty.

On the temple, several ministers stood together for the first time this time, and those opposing voices were suppressed.

The only thing that makes people sad is probably that there are rumors that many imperial historians have joined several ministers on the joint name, and the Qin Xianggong, who led the peace talks, has resigned, and I am afraid that he will retire......

The owner of the tea stall heard a few old people playing chess on weekdays, and also wrote down some of them. However, where is the matter of the temple that small people like him can comment on in vain, although the new dynasty does not prohibit the people's opinion, but due to the vision, it is impossible for the small people to say anything.

As for the war, it is even more unattainable, Beirong has cut down several new ones, probably just thinking about extortion, so the scale is only limited to the north of the Yellow River, and further south has not stepped on the Yangtze River.

Jiangning is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is very safe, even if it really hits, there are still places to go further south......

As for those so-called New Year's coins, it won't be long before the new dynasty can earn it back from Beirong again.

The South is ignorant of the severity of the war.

If Beirong really crosses the Yangtze River, I am afraid that there will be no chance to go further south.

That's all for later.

On the opposite side of the tea stall is a bridge, the appearance is simple, the side of the bridge has grown moss, the stone carvings on the bridge have lost their true meaning after a long time of wind and rain, and the traces of the carving knife have been polished and rounded by time.

The wicker danced with the wind, scattered the remaining rain stains on the leaves, and fell into the river, where the water droplets hit the surface of the river, rippling one after another, and then spread out in an instant, and finally scattered under the surface of the river.

The reflection in the water, the green willow stone bridge, the white walls and black tiles, scatter a kind of tenderness of the water town, compared with the prosperous river section of Qinhuai downstream, such as the Bailuzhou area, it is true that there is too much less fat powder wine, and the water is much clearer.

In the past, there were not many pedestrians and vendors, and occasionally the spring breeze visited, but it was only attached to the willow green, and it did not have that complicated emotion for this world.

Of course, in this gentle land in the south of the Yangtze River, this wind is also willing to show a little gentleness, not as solemn as the north.

The boy in Tsing Yi staggered from the other side of the bridge again, just like the daily scene for half a month. The owner of the tea stall shook his head when he saw this, went into the house and came out with a bowl of hot tea.

The boy in Tsing Yi is dressed neatly, but his hair looks messy, as if he hasn't been taken care of for a long time, a strand of long hair hanging down on his forehead, inexplicably a little more vicissitudes, and I don't know if he pursues the filial piety of "body hair and skin, and ...... by his parents", his beard is like a wild weed growing indiscriminately, and it shows a little decadence.

The boy in Tsing Yi sat on the bridge, facing the sky on his back, pillowing the decorated stone lion on the bridge, and the corners of his mouth always had a bitter and playful smile.

In the distance, you can smell the skyrocketing wine, as if it is a drunkard who has just been pulled out of the wine vat.

The owner of the tea stall was not familiar with this person, probably because he did not want a drunk ghost in front of his house to cause trouble and disturb the guests who came to eat tea, so he sent a bowl of sobering tea to eat with him, one to send people away, and the other to accumulate some merit.

The owner of the tea stall didn't expect this person to come over every day, originally thought that this person was nearby, and there was occasional gossip in private, and the people in the neighborhood didn't know him......

This person's identity is doubtful, but he is used to giving this tea.

The owner of the tea stall naturally asked the other party, and vaguely knew that this person came from the north, drank and drunk all day long, and died because his family was suffering from the war, and lived in grief.

The owner of the tea stall sighed calmly, and sent a bowl of tea every day without saying anything to persuade him.

The same is true today......

The boss took the empty tea bowl, and when he was about to leave, he didn't want the drunken man in Tsing Yi to stand up, straighten his clothes, brush his dirty hair, and then bow to him, and said, "Thank you for the tea in the store for several days."

The boy in Tsing Yi straightened up, fixed his wobbly body, stretched into his arms and groped for a while, and smiled bitterly: "There is no money left on my body, and I will repay this favor in the future."

The owner of the tea stall is just an ordinary person, even if the people he comes into contact with on weekdays have some status, this kind of dedicated thanks still startled him, and he came back to his senses for a long time, and then said leisurely: "You're polite, you're polite...... A few bowls of coarse tea, not to mention the ...... of kindness."

The boy in Tsing Yi saluted him again, "If it weren't for these bowls of coarse tea, I might have drunk it to death on this bridge." ”

The old man of the tea stall smiled noncommittally, and said with relief: "Life and death are fateful, Childe really shouldn't abuse himself like this, God is to let Childe live, then there must be a reason, that is, for the sake of the dead family, Childe should also live well!"

The boy in Tsing Yi nodded heavily when he heard this, "Don't hide it from the shopkeeper, I have tried a lot of ways to die during this time, but in the end none of them are good, and now that the deadline I agreed with myself has arrived, I won't think about dying anymore." ”

Saying this, the boy in Tsing Yi remembered: "The kindness of the store's tea reminds me of a great kindness. As the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, and I am so bad that I really can't stand the person who saved me. ”

The owner of the tea stall didn't know why, but he also said, "Very good, very good."

The boy in Tsing Yi said: "Then don't disturb the store."

With that, he turned around and staggered, and after not taking a few steps, he fell and fell into the mud.

In a moment, he got up, patted the dust on his body, and staggered away.

The catkins by the river flew and fell into the river, swinging the clear waves and hiding their sorrows.

A long bridge has two ends, one is the past and the other is the future.

Wang Ning had already changed into a clean outfit, and at this time she was sitting in the teahouse not far from Su Mansion, looking through the window, and the entire Su Mansion was in full view. Especially the small building that lived for more than a month, that period of life as before, unconsciously reminded of that period of the past, that person......

After grief, no matter how deep the love is, now I can only send a "cherish" from the bottom of my heart!