Xu Xiaojie saw that everyone looked at him, so he smiled and said: "This thing is also a few days ago, it happened in Quy Nhon Fang, it is said that there is a family surnamed Xia living in Quy Nhon Fang, the daughter of the Xia family likes a descendant surnamed Sun in the same place, but she is ashamed to confess to him, this girl is illiterate, think about it, and give the latter piece of silk handkerchief."

The latter took the little lady's handkerchief, but he didn't know what people meant, so he went to ask for help from a reader in the workshop, the reader took the silk handkerchief, turned it over and read it twice, there was not a word on it, and there was no painting, and the reader was a little confused. However, the scholar thought about it carefully, and said to the descendant: "Congratulations, congratulations, the little lady has affection for you." ”

The men who were snoring and eating the noodle soup said babblingly: "With just a blank silk handkerchief, how can the reader see it?" ”

Xu Xiaojie said proudly: "If you don't say it, a reader is a reader, and his heart is very lively, and the reader said, look, this blank silk handkerchief, look horizontally and vertically, turn over and over, no matter how you look at it, there is only silk." Silk man, Siye, isn't this a girl who likes you? As a result, the good thing for the two of them came to be. ”

A man slapped his thigh and said, "Ah! Why didn't I think of it, isn't it, a silk handkerchief, doesn't it mean thinking? ”

What Xu Xiaojie said today is a matter of love between men and women, and he has never talked about the affairs of the eunuchs, if they are allowed to talk along this topic, I am afraid that the content of this morning's chat will become a topic of love between men and women.

Yang Fan had the intention of leading them to end the topic and turn to discuss the anecdotes of the officials, so he said: "According to me, I'm afraid that the girl who gave the handkerchief didn't think about it so much." She had a daughter's house, and she was willing to give the handkerchief she was carrying to the man, and her affection was already clear.

It's just that the man she likes is a little more straightforward, and she can't think of this. And the scholar couldn't help but think a little more complicated, but fortunately, his idea also fell on the relationship between men and women, and it didn't delay the good things of others. Second Uncle Chen, you are on an errand in the Shilang Mansion, have you had anything strange recently? ”

That Second Uncle Chen was eating noodles with his head buried in his head, and he looked up and smiled after eating these words, and was just about to speak, when a girl wearing a green waist-length skirt and a white big-sleeved shirt walked towards them "as if no one was around".

The girl's feet were gentle, like a cat walking, and when an acquaintance greeted her on the side of the road, she would show a very "surprised" expression, look at it seriously, and then suddenly realize it, and then politely greet people.

"Is Second Uncle Chen there?"

The girl approached, squinted her eyes and asked everyone, just five feet opposite her, a rough beard was sitting against a tree, this person was the second uncle Chen called by Yang Fan, the second uncle Chen stood up, greeted the girl, and laughed loudly: "Miss Xiaodong, you are here, I am here." ”

"Oh, Second Uncle Chen, your shirt is ready."

The little girl's divergent eyes seemed to have found focus, and she walked towards him, and a man sitting on the stone eating noodles next to her hurriedly withdrew his legs, for fear of tripping her.

Miss Xiaodong approached Second Uncle Chen with a smile, handed over a set of shirts on her arms, and said softly: "Second Uncle, your shirt is ready." ”

Not only was the girl's voice slender, but she was also relatively thin, and she was still beautiful in appearance, with a few playful freckles on her nose and cheeks, but they were not obvious.

Second Uncle Chen put down his rice bowl, wiped his hands on his body, took the new shirt, looked at the fine stitches, and the smooth workmanship, and said happily: "Haha, Xiaodong, your clothes are really fast and good." ”…,

Xiaodong said with a smile: "The second uncle is polite, if the second uncle likes it, just look for my family to make shirts in the future, everyone is a neighbor, and the price will definitely be cheaper." ”

Second Uncle Chen nodded again and again: "That's nature, that's nature." ”

Xiao Dong hesitated for a moment, a slight flush appeared on his face, and he whispered again: "I ...... just now It seems that I heard the voice of Jiro talking, Jiro ...... Is it there? ”

Xiaodong said, then squinted his eyes and looked at the other people sitting under the tree, her congenital eyesight is not good, in modern terms, it is congenital high myopia, when she wants to look at people, her eyes will subconsciously squint.

Yang Fan is alone, he doesn't have a family at home, he eats here every day, how can he not be there? Miss Xiaodong asked knowingly.

Yang Fan was holding the soup bowl at this time, cowering and hiding behind others.

Since once the Xiaodong girl fell, just happened to be seen by him, and after grabbing a step to help him up, this Xiaodong girl seems to have affection for him, as long as she sees him, she likes to find something to talk to him when she has nothing to do, although Yang Fan also vaguely guessed her thoughts, but people have never confessed, so he can't refuse clearly, so he can only try to avoid her.

Unexpectedly, a man next to him made a bad move, and while he was not paying attention, he pushed him forward, Yang Fan "ouch", a stumble, and only some soup was left in the rice bowl in his hand that had not been drunk, and it splashed out at once, not only spilling one hand, but also splashing on the skirt of Xiaodong girl.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Miss Xiaodong, I accidentally ......"

Yang Fan turned his head and glared at the man, turned his head to Xiaodong Daoqian, Xiaodong girl got closer, saw his appearance clearly, and said happily: "It's okay, Erlang doesn't have a heart, don't be so polite, are you hot?" ”

Xiaodong said, then took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the grease stains on his hands for him.

Yang Fan said embarrassedly: "Uh......, Miss Xiaodong, I'm fine." The soup is already warm, you don't have to ...... This one...... hahaha......"

Miss Xiaodong grabbed his hand in her hand, wiped him carefully, and said softly: "Erlang lives alone, you should be careful everywhere, don't always be reckless." Your clothes are dirty, if you don't take them off, I'll take them back and wash them for you. ”

And as he spoke, he came and widened his clord. Yang Fan was shocked, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Ah, it's okay, it's okay!" Miss Xiaodong, don't be too polite, I'm ...... I'm just going to wear this set of clothes, and I don't have to wear them when I take them off. ”

Xiaodong sighed faintly, and Yin Yin instructed: "Men, you always have to go out and receive entertainment, how can you not have a decent set of clothes, this is a man's face, Erlang, you go home with me, I will help you measure your body and make you a new set of clothes." ”

Yang Fan smiled dryly: "No need, I'...... I am very shy in my pocket, and now I can't afford to buy a new shirt. ”

Miss Xiaodong said softly: "What's the matter, when do you have money and when will you give it, even if you don't have any money, it's ...... It's okay......" Speaking of this, Miss Xiaodong lowered her head slightly, and her face showed a little shame.

Yang Fan said embarrassedly: "Thank you Miss Xiaodong for your kindness, for the time being...... I don't need to buy new clothes yet, and when I want to make clothes, I'll ask you for help. Ouch, Fang Zheng called me, thinking there was something for me to do, that ...... Miss Xiaodong, I'll go first, let's see you later. ”

Yang Fan picked up the rice bowl and fled, and there were laughter from a few men behind him: "Yang Erhao is unreasonable, this is more clear and understandable affection than 'silk is thinking', how can you pretend to be stupid." ”

"That's it, that's it, Yang Er, Hua Niang's knitting workshop is very profitable, Hua Niang is just this baby daughter, people have a deep affection for you, you might as well be a door-to-door son-in-law, from now on eat and drink spicy, and there is a lovely little lady who knows that you love you." …,

Everyone got up, and Xiaodong's face was flushed like a peach blossom, and he paused in embarrassment: "Oh, what nonsense are you talking about, people ignore you." As she spoke, she lifted her skirt and slipped away, although her eyes were not good, she was familiar with it, and there would be no problems under normal circumstances.

Looking at the girl's escape, louder laughter came from under the tree.

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Fang Ding's work is scattered, there are no fixed things, Yang Fan went east and west, and finished a day's work, and when night fell, he went to lock the door with Ma Qiao.

Luoyang City is the implementation of curfew, at night the city streets out of the public and licensed travelers, others are not allowed to pass, all the people are living in a square, this square is equivalent to a residential area, the outside is built nearly two feet of high walls, at night also to lock the door.

As soon as the door was locked, all the streets became deserted, and when the night completely covered the earth, the streets were even darker, and not even half of the ghosts could be seen, and every house was lit up like a few stars in the sky. The Wuhou (film police) patrolled the cross street from time to time, and if they went out at night, once they were caught, they would have to suffer a hard time.

If you want to say that there are places with bright lights, there are also them. The wealthy and wealthy entertain guests at home, or drink and sing and dance, the beauties in the brothel of the Qinglou sing and dance, the sound of silk and bamboo, the sound of swallows and warblers, no one cares about you at all, the curfew is only on the street at night, how lively you are at home, it has nothing to do with others.

However, the rules are set by people, and if someone sets the rules, there will naturally be people who violate the rules. In addition to the main roads such as Cross Street, if the residents walked around at night, the Wuhou would turn a blind eye most of the time and be too lazy to care.

Yang Fan's home is at the end of the seventh song in the first lane of Xiuwenfang, in the dark night, he quietly flashed out of his courtyard, stood quietly in the alley for a while, and saw that the road was very quiet, so he sneakily touched forward, and at the same time, there was also a dark shadow in the eighth alley mysteriously touched out.

"Brother Bridge!"

"Little Sail!"

The two of them got together, looked around cautiously, Ma Qiao patted Yang Fan on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, let's do something!" "P: Ask for a recommendation ticket!