On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the road is still rippling with the atmosphere of the festival, the people visiting relatives appear from time to time on the spacious roads of Changzhou, the pedestrians on the streets are gradually blazing, the relatively calm South Street is also lively, and a carriage slowly appears on the street.

Lao Zhang, who bought wontons, was holding a big bowl, serving steaming wontons to the guests at the table and chairs, and still discussing the trivial things that had happened in Changzhou recently with the bald Li who was weaving straw shoes, such as Wang Er's wife in the west of the city ran away with someone, and Lao Liu's son next door looked more and more like Wang Er or something, and the guests heard it with relish.

"Lao Zhang, cook a bowl of wontons, I'll come over and eat them later." Zhao Xian tied the horse to the old locust tree at the entrance of the alley, rubbed his hands and hurried into the alley.

I basically didn't eat enough all the way, and now I come back hungry and hungry, and I really want to sit down and eat Meimeimei, but he misses the flowers, and he can't help but run back to see first.

Huang Tian was homesick and had already returned to Wumeng Lane, and although Yijun's stomach was growling, a daughter's family was embarrassed to sit and eat with a group of old men on this street, so she still followed Zhao Xian's steps to his small courtyard.

"Okay!" Lao Zhang agreed with his surname, and was about to uncover the wontons under the pot, when he suddenly felt that the voice was familiar, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that it was Zhao Xian, and hurriedly said in surprise: "Yo!" Xiaoxian, did you come back from serving as a soldier? It's so fast, your sister left you a letter for me to pass it on to you. ”

Already gone? Zhao Xian paused slightly when he heard this, his excited face slowly dimmed, and his originally good-looking hairstyle was no longer maintained, his shoulders drooped, and he turned around and smiled dryly: "Really?" When did she leave? ”

"I left half a month ago." Lao Zhang sighed lightly, turned over from under the cart of the wonton stall for a long time, took out a letter and handed it to Zhao Xian, and sighed: "Your sister is leaving, and no one is teaching the babies to read and write, so she has to go to the private school in the north of the city, which is a lot more troublesome than before, and I don't know when Mr. Hua will come back." ”

"She'll be back soon." Zhao Xian smiled lightly, didn't hurry to open the envelope, and turned around like walking in the alley.

The alley was still as calm as usual, and the weeds at the root of the wall were still covered with a layer of frost, passing by Hu's house, Hu Yidao couldn't hold back anymore, and rushed in and howled, followed by the sound of 'listen to the bell', and the cries were mixed together.

Zhao Xian was definitely a lot more proud at this time, and promised Aunt Hu to take care of Hu Yidao, at least bringing him back safely.

The alley was quiet, the footsteps of 'dada' were one after the other, and there were only two people left in the empty alley, Yijun walked slowly on the somewhat slippery bluestone slab, carefully carrying the red-hot skirt to avoid being splashed in the muddy water.

After a while, the two of them slowly walked to the outside of a deserted courtyard, the dilapidated courtyard door was still ajar, and the ground covered with dead grass could be faintly seen inside.

Yijun's figure stopped unconsciously, "Ye just lacks a daughter-in-law, as long as you go home with me to sleep, I will let you go." The vulgar and shameless words suddenly echoed in her ears, and Yijun was slightly stunned, and the sturdy shoulders that carried her seemed to have a trace of heat.

He used to be so shameless, why now... So stupid again. Yijun's face was dyed with a touch of crimson, he lowered his head and frowned depressedly, walked forward slowly, and then hit Zhao Xian's back.

"Ahh Yijun woke up suddenly, raised her head and found that Zhao Xian had also stopped in front of the deserted courtyard, her back to her and she was silent, her resentful face froze instantly, turned more and more red, and said coquettishly: "You, what are you doing when you stop?" ”

Zhao Xian turned his head and looked at Yijun strangely, frowned and asked, "I suddenly remembered something." ”

"What, what's the matter?" Yijun pretended not to understand, pretended to be calm, and looked at Zhao Xian lightly.

She didn't seem to be affected by this situation, but her heart was pounding, her charming eyes were slightly fluttering, and she didn't dare to look at Zhao Xian's eyes.

Zhao Xian looked left and right, and said strangely: "Your master?" She obviously followed me into the city, but I didn't see her get out of the carriage just now, did she oversleep? Why don't you call her. ”

"You..." Yijun's shy mind instantly became mixed, and he looked up at Zhao Xian's eyes, but saw that he was really strange, not joking.

The delicate body trembled slightly, Yijun felt that her nose was a little sour, but she took a few deep breaths and endured it, and snorted softly: "My family's business is very big, and Master she has taken care of the business." ”

"Oh." Zhao Xian nodded thoughtfully, and was about to continue walking back, but when he saw Yijun staring at him angrily, he couldn't help laughing: "What's wrong?" Uncomfortable, huh? ”

"You're in my way." Can Yijun be comfortable, snorted lightly and pushed Zhao Xian away, buried his head and walked forward, even the steps on his head flashed, and he didn't carelessly lift his skirt.

Zhao Xian blinked and saw an alley that was large enough for four people to walk in parallel, which could block Yijun's way. He smiled helplessly, and followed Yijun and laughed: "Miss Yijun, are you here?" ”

"What's going on...... Bah, shameless, nasty embryo. Yijun reacted in an instant, took a sip, and his face was flushed.

Zhao Xian didn't tease her with a smile, and came to the small courtyard to open the door and enter, but was disappointed to find that it was empty, and there were only a few empty flower pots left when it was full of flowers and plants, and the reclining chairs and stone tables under the flower stands had fallen a thick layer of dust, and they looked cold.

"It's really gone." Zhao Xian sighed lightly, and walked to the boudoir of Huayu in the backyard, which was already empty, and even the calligraphy and paintings on the wall had been taken away, and it seemed that he didn't plan to come back at all.

Zhao Xian opened the envelope, there were only a few small characters on it, and told Zhao Xian to live quietly after coming back, don't think nonsense all day long, she will come back in a few days, worried that Xiaomeng will be bullied, she also took it away.

The white rice paper also has a unique fragrance on the flower language, and a few tears can be faintly seen, Zhao Xian's heart is inexplicably sour, and it seems that he is also missing.

"If you don't want to go, don't go." Zhao Xian shook his head and smiled, folded the letter into his arms, and slowly came to the front yard, only to see Yijun open the door of his hut and was standing inside in a daze.

Zhao Xian's house was neatly tied, all the bottles and cans were placed on the cabinet, the futon was clean, and it was covered with a layer of tulle, and the word 'Xi' on the red futon could be faintly seen, which seemed to be prepared for the marriage of Zhao Xian and Huang Tiantian.

Yijun looked fixedly at the small bed and the fiery futon on it, the scene of the two fighting for a roast chicken, and Zhao Xian's charm of lifting her clothes to heal her injuries, made the corners of her mouth show a playful smile.

'You say, you can give a?' ''The quilt is lifted, and the master wants to sleep", the shameless smile still made her panic, and she couldn't help but 'smack' lightly, muttering: "Obscene..."

"Hey! Why are you scolding me again. Zhao Xian's head was inexplicable, he had just entered the house and was about to scare Yijun, but he didn't think that he would be scolded for being obscene before he could do it, he was wronged.

"Yikes!" Yijun woke up suddenly, turned around and saw that Zhao Xian was less than two feet away from her, and hurriedly took a step back in fright. I just want to scold you, can't you? ”

"I..." Zhao Xian was speechless for a moment, but arguing with the woman, whether he won or lost, there was no benefit, he could only smile and say: "I don't care, if you are happy, continue to scold." ”

"It's not uncommon for me to scold you." Yijun snorted lightly, very dissatisfied, with a hint of complaint in his eyes.

"You..."Seeing this, Zhao Xian had a new understanding of women's fickleness, which is also too difficult to serve, Huayu's gentle, gentle, virtuous and considerate surname, it will be unreasonable like this.

Zhao Xian's face sank, and he was about to teach Yijun a lesson, when a squeaky sound suddenly sounded from the soles of his feet.

During the Chinese New Year, every household will have food to worship the gods outside, and the mice in the streets and alleys naturally followed the festival, Zhao Xian's yard became a haven for rats when no one lived, a fat rat came out from under the bed, crawled over Zhao Xian's feet, and by the way, got under Yijun's skirt, and ran out of her feet to the courtyard outside.

"Ah!!h A scream resounded through Osmanthus Alley, mixed with a man's exclamation.

Zhao Xian, as a pure man, should not be afraid of mice, but he is not afraid that he will also be liked on behalf of him, and he was crawled over by such a big rat, and he jumped up in shock.

Needless to say, Yijun collapsed in fright on the spot, jumped up and pounced on Zhao Xian, hung his legs on Zhao Xian's waist, hugged Zhao Xian's neck with both hands and kept screaming, his fingers almost pinched into Zhao Xian's flesh, and he almost cried.

Although Zhao Xian jumped into the air, he didn't know martial arts after all, Yijun hugged him directly, directly making him lose his balance, and the two fell on the bed next to him.

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