There are three new families in Jixian on this day, and they are all boys, and every household is full of lights, so it is not lively.

Yu Lang walked along the stone road for a while, and when he came to the door of his house, the noise stopped, and the sudden silence made him a little uncomfortable.

The canal in front of the door was not alarmed, the painting boat had already left, Yu Lang leaned on the weeping willows by the river and rested for a while, thinking about the past when he and Du Fu fished by the river that year, and felt a little lonely. Thinking that he would be able to reunite with Du Fu when he went to Chang'an, the corners of Yu Lang's mouth couldn't help but smile.

The gate of Yufu is much shorter, and the plaque that can only be seen when I was a child can be seen by raising my neck can now be reached with a slight jump, but there is no childlike fun of jumping high and touching high when I was a child, and this is the case when people grow up, the door has become shorter, the road has become narrower, and there are fewer words.

Babbling open the wooden door, the smoke of cooking smoke accompanied by the smell of food went straight into Yu Lang's nostrils, and Obaba meticulously cleaned the courtyard with a broom.

There was a strange girl sitting in the courtyard, she saw Yu Lang was extremely shy, and saluted with a red face: "Young master, Sister Qingqing said that she must do this meal herself, so she didn't let me help, I'm not lazy......"

Obaba stopped what he was doing and explained to Yu Lang: "This is the girl who Qingqing found for you, or is it a perfect body." ”

The girl's head hung lower, not daring to look at Yu Lang's eyes, and Pink Xia crawled from her face to the depths of her neck. She was originally a girl from a good family, but her brother was seriously ill, so her mother had to sell her. Sister Qingqing is a good person, she pities her life experience, never lets her do heavy work, just lets her serve as a roommate, and when the time comes, she will sleep for the young master Yu Lang. Now seeing Yu Lang's family background, her heart has also settled, marrying a man, dressing and eating, this young master looks gentle and polite, and the future master is also a bodhisattva, compared to those girls who were bought by Qinglou, her fate has been many times better.

Yu Lang naturally understood what the girl in the room did, he was slightly angry in his heart, and he felt a little sorry for Qingqing, he didn't give Qingqing an explanation for so many years, but Qingqing started this kind of thing by herself.

Obaba continued: "Qingqing has been with you for four years, and a few days ago she heard that Huang Ying was going to marry Zhang Chengxing, and she felt quite uncomfortable, and the two of them got along for less than two months, so ...... Hey, I also think it's time for you to give Qingqing an explanation. ”

O'Baba is stupid, and this remark was also something he had to hold back after a long time: It would be good if the master was still here, with him in charge of the overall situation, Qingqing would not have suffered so many grievances over the years.

At the age of thirteen, he lived in the Yu family's mansion, and at the age of seventeen, he was still unmarried, and there were all kinds of gossip about Qingqing outside, and Yu Lang didn't understand what these young people were bearing.

The most rare thing is that Qingqing wants to marry Yu Lang not because of the pressure of these gossips, but because she doesn't want to lose Yu Lang anymore, she longs for a long night dream to have a body by her side, not a cold night pearl.

Once you are a lonely hero, some people will shed tears.

explained, these two words are like a thousand stones pressing on Yu Lang's heart, how should he explain the existence of Ning Xiaoyu to Qingqing, how can he make Qingqing believe that there is a difference between dependence and love, even if he is ten times better than a spring, he has no confidence to provoke the girl's heart with a needle.

Yu Lang smiled: "I'm a little tired from rushing in the past few days, I'll go back to my room and sleep for a while, and call me when I have dinner later." ”

Obaba replied cheerfully.

The girl's hands were tightly twisted together, thinking that she was dressed inappropriately and made the young master unhappy, her eyebrows were not thin enough or the fat powder was too thick? She lowered her head and glanced at her shriveled chest, and shed tears of grievance. If the young master doesn't look down on me, it won't help Sister Qingqing to like me no matter how much she likes, and if she really wants to be sold to Qinglou, then I'd rather die.

Obaba showed a mouthful of big white teeth, smiled and comforted the girl: "Don't think about it, Yu Lang is not the kind of gentleman with eyes on the top of his head, and he won't treat you as an object, he just hasn't figured out some things." ”

Only then did the girl realize that she had missed something, and she burst into tears and laughed, and her heart fell back into her stomach.

His bed was also steady, and as soon as he closed his eyes, Yu Lang fell asleep.

Dinner was very stuffy, the more delicious the dishes on the table, the more Qingqing was compromised, and the more Yu Lang felt that his heart was falling.

"This girl's nickname is Red Silk, and she will be your ...... in the future"

Yu Lang put down his chopsticks and busily diverted the topic: "Aren't you curious about what I've experienced outside in the past few days since I left?" That's pretty interesting, would you like to hear it? ”

Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't listen, you won't tell me the truth anyway, and the drama of nine deaths and life will only be told by you as a joke, and you won't tell me the truth." Now, I want you to give me a promise. ”

"What promise?"

"I will marry me next year, stay in Yangzhou City from now on, never go out again, and we will be together for the rest of our lives. We don't lack money, I can find you what kind of woman you like, I will take care of the family business, all I want is for you to be by my side. Qingqing had been brewing these words for a long time, she discussed them with the aunt next door, and knew that what men wanted was nothing more than money and women, and the conditions she offered were enough to bear, she only lacked Yu Lang and nodded gently.

"I can't promise you, I will escort Yang Yuhuan back to Chang'an after the New Year, and I want to take you with me when the time comes, we will set up a home in Chang'an City and buy a house ten times larger. There is no need to rush to get married, wait until I have a firm foothold in Chang'an......"

Qingqing tears appeared in the corners of her eyes: "Don't go to Chang'an, I'm from Chang'an, you can't fight them, you don't know what kind of people it is, don't go...... Isn't it good for the two of us to stay in Yangzhou City? The competition for fame and fortune is in vain, why do you need to wade into this pool of troubled waters? ”

If this peaceful and prosperous era can really last for one hundred and eighty years, what about you in Yangzhou for the rest of your life? Yu Lang couldn't explain to Qingqing the catastrophe that would plague the Tang Dynasty ten years later, and he couldn't make Qingqing understand that he was originally from another era. The diaphragm between Yu Lang and Qingqing is the diaphragm of 2,000 years of civilization, which looks very transparent, but in fact it is like a mountain.

Qingqing patted the chopsticks: "Obaba, you go out." ”

Obaba pitifully went out with a rice bowl, and before leaving the door, he took two pieces of meat and walked away, looking at a table of good dishes that no one touched and swallowed his saliva.

Red Silk will go out with Obaba.

"You stay in the red silk, and you will also be the woman of Yu Lang in the future, and you must also be dedicated to these things."

Red Silk stopped and watched Obaba close the heavy wooden door.

Yu Lang was silent, whether he was scolded or stabbed, he couldn't stop, many crises and challenges were waiting ahead, and if he made a mistake, he would never recover. Just like Du Fu said to him back then, Yangzhou is just a stop in his life after all, and he has no qualifications to give up in the game.

"Yu Lang, take a good look at the red silk, open your eyes and look at it well, do you think the face is familiar?"

Yu Lang didn't have the heart to look at the red silk, and shook his head perfunctorily.

Qingqing glanced at Hongxi's face, smashed the bowl angrily, and scolded Hongsilk and said, "Who asked you to wipe these messy things on your face!" Wash your face with a basin of water! Stand still later, let the young master take a good look at it! ”

For the first time, Hongsu saw that the blue hair was so hot, so he hurriedly went to fetch a copper basin of clean water and vigorously washed off the rouge and gouache on his face. Due to the force being too urgent, red marks were left on the pink face, and tears of grievance flowed out together.