Coming to the "Shilixiang" bun shop in the Qinghe store, an old man with gray hair pulled an erhu in his hand, making a whimpering scream, and next to him was a little girl wearing a light blue and white dotted jacket skirt, combing a maid's head, pinching the orchid fingers, and singing softly:

"Luoyang flowers, Liang Yuanyue, good flowers must be bought, and Haoyue must be credited. The flowers leaned on the railing to see the blooming, and the moon once asked the wine for the reunion night. There are profits and losses in the month, flowers are blooming, and I want to say goodbye to the most bitter part of life. The flowers are close to the three springs, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is missing. ”

Its voice is thin, its tone is frustrated, accompanied by the old man's whimpering erhu sound, listening to the shop in a dry eater concentrated, for a long time before a burst of shouts of good, someone to the old man's feet into the basket into a copper plate, everyone saw this, or one or two texts, or three or five texts, no matter how many or less, each has its own expression, soon the basket was piled up with a pile of yellow copper plates, mixed with some scattered silver pieces.

At this moment, a red-robed general led thirty or fifty soldiers to the horse, only glanced at this side, and then swept by like a wolf, without stopping, and went straight to the direction of the capital!

This official road leads directly to Tianshou Mountain, this kind of situation is too common, and there are a few people under the grass hall who have a little discussion, and they opened the topic under the booing of the old man who pulled the erhu.

"Old and young masters, thank you for your love, girl, you drink saliva to moisten your throat, and then sing two songs to your grandfather, and then we will eat again, okay?" The old man said, and in the roar of the crowd, he squeezed his eyes at the woman, his lips turned up, and his smile was full of admiration.

The woman squinted, the light flashed, and she smiled and nodded. There was already a young man next to her with a red face and a big teapot and poured a big bowl for her, in a hurry. Some were also sprinkled, which drew a wave of boos.

The woman took a few sips from the bowl. Soon, the erhu sound sounded again, and she put down the bowl, cleared her throat, and sang again.

The crowd stopped eating, listened attentively, and reveled in her singing.

Chen Mo and Xing'er went to the "Shilixiang" steamed bun shop in such a situation, dismounted and tied the reins, while instructing the stupid boss to put on the steamed buns. While asking, "Where did you come from?" It's a nice song! ”

The boss came back to his senses, and said with a smile while quickly clipping the buns from the cage drawer with a bamboo clip: "Who knows, it hasn't been here for a while...... Guest, do you want wine for your buns? Authentic burning knife," glanced at Xing'er next to him: "Liquor beauty, plus the fragrant buns in our store, the gods don't change it!" ”

"You old man is also verbose." Chen Mo glanced at the boss with a smile, and pointed to the vacant seat next to the singer and grandson: "Let's just sit there, listen to the music nearby, don't drink anymore." Bring a pot of tea, it's going to get out of the way, do you hear? After speaking, he took the buns. Walked over in the "good le" sound of the boss's elongated voice.

Xing'er took care of Chen Mo's worries and had no appetite. While eating buns in small bites, I watched him gobble it up.

Chen Mo ate two big buns in one go. Only then did I find that Xing'er hadn't finished half of the bun, so I couldn't help but ask strangely: "Eat, what are you doing stupidly looking at us?" For convenience, he changed into civilian clothes before leaving, and now there are many people, so he does not call himself "our family".

Xing'er blushed, lowered her head and didn't speak, but secretly thought in her heart: "Your heart is also big, General Huo said that you chased down the arsonist, can you still eat here?" "For a while, I didn't know whether to admire or despise.

Chen Mo seemed to have guessed what was on her mind, and while grabbing another bun and stuffing it into his mouth, he said vaguely: "You don't need to worry about us, as the so-called sorrow is also a day of happiness, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge...... Let's eat, we have to hurry after eating! ”

Xing'er nodded, but the bun didn't stuff it into her mouth, but fell on the woman singing next to her, just after the woman finished singing, she also looked at it, and smiled at it, and praised: "The girl sings so well!" ”

The woman smiled shyly, glanced at Chen Mo, turned sideways and began to eat.

Xing'er saw that she was not only good-looking, but also had delicate skin, and her hands were snow-white, she couldn't help but feel a little envious, came back to her senses, and was about to talk to Chen Mo, but she saw that she was holding a bun in her hand and stiffening her mouth, staring straight in one direction, and when she looked over, it turned out to be the little hand of the singing girl, she couldn't help but feel angry, and said secretly: "When is this, do you still have the heart to look at these?" Are you a eunuch or not, why are you so? ”

He ignored Chen Mo angrily and concentrated on dealing with the bun in his hand.

Chen Mo next to him had already stood up and walked to the table where he sang his grandson, sat down, swallowed the last bite of the bun, and talked to the two people: "Who are the two people?" The old gentleman is good at erhula, and the girl is good at singing. As the so-called invitation is not as good as a chance encounter, there is a reluctant invitation below, and the day after tomorrow is the 60th birthday of the ancestor, can the two of them appreciate the light? Rest assured, the price is not a problem, you are satisfied! ”

"This ......?" The old man was unexpectedly Chen Mo suddenly came over, his eyes dodged, and suddenly saw Chen Mo's eyes fall on his hand, and he hurriedly retracted his calloused hand back into his sleeve.

The girl was not in a hurry, wiped her mouth with a snow-white handkerchief, glanced at Chen Mo up and down, and saw that he was wearing a navy blue robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, blinking his eyes, and said softly: "I'm sorry son, the slave family and grandpa still have to go to the capital to find relatives, I'm afraid it's ......" Although she stopped halfway through the words, she was down-and-out and generous, and she didn't have the shyness of common women on weekdays.

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Really? That's a real coincidence! As he spoke, he got up and walked back, and when he passed the woman, he suddenly waved his hand and grabbed her arm, and the speed was very fast, and the sleeves of his robe were whirring.

It is said that if he made a sudden move, the woman must not be able to dodge, but who knows, the woman also has eyes on the side of her head, and her body is slightly sideways, so she flashed away, her eyes widened, and she looked at Chen Mo in surprise and asked: "Men and women are not kissed, why is this child?" ”

Chen Mo snorted, and when he saw that people were also looking at him, he was not cramped, and he withdrew his hand and smiled: "I'm sorry, just a fly landed on the girl's arm...... There is no malice in the bottom, the girl is not strange! ”

Regardless of whether there were flies or not at this time, he glanced at the old man next to him who was leaning on his trouser leg, smiled apologetically, and sat back as if nothing was right.

"Old ...... Childe, ...... you? Xing'er had actually sensed that something was wrong, and was about to ask, but was stopped by Chen Mo's eyes, seeing that she waved her hand, turned her back to the pair of singing ancestors and grandchildren, and her body tensed, ready to respond.

Chen Mo saw that Xing'er understood what he meant, so he was sure in his heart, picked up the sea bowl and sipped Kusensen's tea, his body was slightly deviated, and the rest of his eyes did not leave the pair of grandchildren.

After a while, the singing girl ate with the old man, beckoned the boss to settle the account, Chen Mo's buttocks did not leave the bench, turned around, and said to the shopkeeper who came over: "His accounts are calculated on the head of this son, just right, let's eat well, let's calculate it together!" ”

The woman was surprised and looked at Chen Mo: "The son is kind, the slave family has ...... heart"

"It's not okay to be a bare heart," Chen Mo interrupted the other party with a smile and said, "I've heard of Miss Han's fame for a long time, and when I first met today, why don't you have to give our family a chance to express it?" ”

As he spoke, he leaned forward violently, reached out into a claw, and buckled the woman's wrist again...... (To be continued......)