Good wine and good food, coupled with Liu Shou's reputation, Jinjiang Building has become famous within a few days.

Of course, Yang Bin's reputation also rose with the wind, and the noise of the drinkers often said that this kid has skills, Miss Su has vision, and God-given marriage, which makes Su Qinghua slightly drunk when he listens to it!

But these also set up her inner thoughts, the matter of selling pig's head vegetables at the door was resolutely not allowed to Yang Bin to do it, and the restaurant used a lot of money, so Yang Bin's stall was naturally banned!

Yang Bin has no opinion on this, he has seen that although Su Qinghua is very controlling and competitive, he also cares about him very much, and will never be cleansed out, so after the crisis of survival is gone, Yang Bin is happy to obey - so as to win the hearts of beauties as soon as possible!

The day after tomorrow is the temple fair, and on the first day, large and small poetry societies such as Qingyun Poetry Society, Bailu Poetry Society, and Ziwei Poetry Society will also have a regular poetry meeting on the Qinhuai River.

This poetry club Su Qinghua is a must-go, for no other reason, each painting boat is the main customer of Silk Juan, she always has to show her face.

Holding a brush in his hand, Su Qinghua frowned slightly, searching his intestines and scraping his belly......

What will be the scene of the temple fair here?

Yang Bin's personality is adventurous, of course, he also likes to watch strange, originally he also wanted to join in the fun, and Su Tong also came to Yang Bin's room early in the morning.

"Brother-in-law, did you promise to make me a boat?"

"Oh, I'll fold one for you!"

Yang Bin reached out to take the paper, and when he looked down, he saw Su Tong rolling his big eyes.

"Why don't I make one for you out of wood?"

"Brother-in-law, what I want is special, you are good at creating, so perfunctory me!"

Su Tong finally said indignantly.

"This kid is not easy to fool!"

Yang Bin scratched his head in embarrassment, thought for a while and said, "Why don't I make you an iron boat!"

"Iron ships? Can an iron boat float on water? Su Tong was stunned for a moment, blinked and asked, he hadn't seen the iron ship yet.

"Yes! You ask the pillar to buy iron sheets and fish maw glue, as well as iron scissors and small tweezers. ”

The key to the iron boat is to cut the iron sheet, and then pinch it a few times with tweezers, and stick the fish bleaching glue on the gap.

……

Although he was a little bit of a fan of Mu Qingqing's voyeuristic behavior that day, the relationship between the two was still very good before, so Su Qinghua did not refuse Mu Qingqing's invitation to go with him the next day, after all, the poetry will be held on the water!

In the evening, after explaining to Su Tong, Su Qinghua and Mu Qingqing took the painting boat of Yan Gelou and went down the river together, as for Yang Bin, Su Qinghua still had self-knowledge, wrote a poem, and asked the ghost to see it......

After Su Qinghua left, Su Tong immediately ran to Yang Bin's room, picked up the iron boat that Yang Bin had made, and then looked left and right for a while before running outside, holding the iron boat, and shouting to the person standing next to the urn: "Brother-in-law, you write the first word for me inside."

"Writing words? What do you write words for? Yang Bin was slightly stunned.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, I found a beautiful chick."

Su Tong raised his little face, and the hanging bun on his head trembled.

"Ahh

Yang Bin's eyes almost fell off when he heard this, he never thought that Su Tong would have such a mind at such a young age! I never expected that Su Tong asked you to make a boat for pickling girls!

He also wanted a toy when Su Tong!

"This, this isn't good, if your sister knew." Yang Bin hesitated.

As soon as his words fell, Su Tong rolled his eyes up and said, "You can teach me, why can't I do it?" ”

Yang Bin: "...... Don't let your sister know about this, Zhuzi, don't talk nonsense outside, hehe. ”

These brothers-in-law hooked up with girls, Yang Bin couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, the pillar said angrily in an urn next to the stove: "Uncle, as long as you help me think of a way to match me and Xiaocui!" ”

"I'll go, when will this ramming go!"

Yang Bin was a little stunned, but then nodded perfunctorily and said, "Okay, I'll think about it for a few days." ”

As for the few days, Yang Bin thought that this was an unknown.

Zhuzi: "I knew that my uncle was kind at heart!" ”

Hearing this, Yang Bin's face turned red.

……

When he came to the room, Yang Bin just wanted to pick up the pen, and then Su Tong said: "Brother-in-law, that paper is not good, don't let the wind blow away, you have to write under this boat." ”

"That's just as well!"

Yang Bin said something, but he felt that it was not easy to write on the bottom of the boat, and the iron was not soaked in ink! So Yang Bin went to the stove and pulled out a stick of charcoal juice.

"What to write?"

Song Ci has been written on the screen in Yang Bin's head......

At this time, Su Tong blinked and said: "Brother-in-law, you have to write something simple and easy to understand, and you have to write what I mean, don't write it so esoteric, so that people can't understand it!" ”

"Yo, that's a lot of demand!"

Yang Bin teased, and then continued to ask, "How old is that girl?" ”

"It's about the same as me!"

"I'll go, let someone of this age understand!" Yang Bin blurted out, feeling a little pressured.

Thinking about it carefully, the screen in my mind turned page by page, but there was no very appropriate, only Li Zhiyi's song "Fortune Operator" in the Song Dynasty was clear and picturesque, and it met the requirements.

It's just that at the beginning, Jun lives at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River, which is completely feminine, and Su Tong's character is not in tune.

"What can I do? I'm going, I'm too inflexible! ”

Patting his head, Yang Bin took the charcoal branch and wrote under the boat:

Fortune operator

Qing lives at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River; Every day, Siqing does not see Qing, and drinks the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water rest, and when will this hatred be? I only hope that Qing's heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love.

Then at the end of the word, Yang Bin embellished Su Tong's name.

Under Yang Bin's teaching, Su Tong was already able to recognize a few words, and when Yang Bin wrote this, he read them one by one, but after Yang Bin finished writing, he nodded old-fashioned and said, "It's okay to write, I can understand it." ”

Such shallow insight! Yang Bin laughed.

Then Su Tong picked up the iron boat, and asked Yang Bin to hold a bamboo pole and go out the back door.

……

The slanting water is leisurely......

Coming to the river below the backyard, Su Tong lit a candle on the thin iron boat, carefully put it in the water, and saw that the iron boat was really floating on the water, Su Tong couldn't help jumping a little, and then took the bamboo pole in Yang Bin's hand, stabbed it in front of it, and the boat stabbed diagonally.

As Su Tongtong looked in the direction, there was a wall on the opposite riverbank, but the wall had a narrow waterway, and the wall was lush and green, like a back garden.

After stabbing for a long time, the thin iron boat finally entered the narrow waterway diagonally, and was not seen for a moment.

Seeing this, Su Tong clapped his hands happily and looked back at Yang Bin, his face full of excitement.

"This kind of childlike fun should be harmless!"

……

Night is approaching, the song of the flower shop hook fence sounds, and it seems ethereal in the air, and the river is also dotted with stars, and paper boats ripple with the waves.

The temple fair was originally a carnival in ancient times, and now the more you go on, the more wild it used to be, but a little paper boat can represent the long-cherished wish and beautiful expectation in your heart.

At this time, however, the breeze secretly changed direction, and the boat that had flowed into the back garden stopped, then turned around, exited the narrow path, and went down the river......