Chapter 9 A Middle-aged Literary Man Who Divorces Without Centrifugation

Yao Huan only hesitated for a moment, and then decided to open the door. My aunt and Meituan are not there, and she, the eldest lady of the Yao family, is a fake, but she shouldn't do it behind closed doors, and it's not a way. Whether it's the vicious stepmother who sold herself as my aunt said, or some other uninvited guest, you have to face it.

The door creaked open.

But I saw a man in his forties standing outside the door, wearing a black gauze net crown, a round-necked shirt, azure material, an indigo collar and belt, a long face, slender eyes, and a few wisps of goatee.

"Sister Huan, you, you're better, can you get up and open the door?" The man's eyes stared at Yao Huan's half-wounded face.

Yao Huan held the door frame with his hand, and listened to him call himself "Sister Huan" directly, looking at himself generously, just like the elders looking at the younger generations, and couldn't help but move in his heart. This man will not be ......

Sure enough, the man said with a flattering look: "Where is Fuzhi?" My uncle brought some lamb. Your aunt is a southerner, and she has to drink mutton soup in the summer. I heard about you yesterday evening...... Just right, mutton tonifies the skin, and mutton soup replenishes the muscles and bones. ”

Haha, it's really an uncle!

Yao Huan held back the gossip enthusiasm that had risen, bowed his body, made a random guess of the ancients, and lowered his eyelids and said, "Auntie, I'm going to the restaurant, and Meituan is not there." ”

The man was stunned, and sighed as if resentful: "What is her suffering, she can't be idle for a day, I thought that she would take care of you at home today......"

Yao Huan listened to the gong and listened to the sound, recognized the man's disappointment, was thinking about how to talk, and wondered whether to invite him into the house to wait, but the man said, "Sister Huan, wait a minute", turned around and walked to the next neighbor's house.

After a while, my uncle appeared again, followed by a kind-looking old woman, and the mutton was already in the old woman's hands.

"I'm tired of Granny Wang's mother-in-law taking the mutton to the stove of Fuzhi for a little cleaning, my niece is injured, and her hands and feet are not cheap." Uncle said politely.

Yao Huan understood. This is ancient times, the eldest woman still avoided her father, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old niece was at home alone, how could the divorced uncle enter the door with a big grin.

Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and it is obviously not the first time that Granny Wang has been on an errand for her uncle, and the words "The old aunt in our community is the most enthusiastic" seemed to be printed on the door of her head, carrying the mutton that was still oozing blood, happily, and familiarly entered the Shen house, and went to the stove behind the hall.

Uncle paused, then took out a piece of paper from his arms and said, "Sister Huan, this is the word I have thought about for half a month, fill in for your aunt, and you help me hand it over to her." ”

Yao Huan was about to pick it up, but his uncle had already unfolded the note, and Gu Zi pressed his throat to read it.

"Zhu Fei opened a small courtyard. The inside is new makeup, and it is clear in the mirror. The eyebrows are faint, semi-deep, and the lips are shallow. The crown of clouds is more suitable for faces. Smoked musk deer by hibiscus. The curtain shadow is heavy, and there are only two flying swallows. The heart is still reluctant to others. Forced to find needle and thread under the window. ”

To Yao Huan, a traveler who sees everything fresh and interesting, the rhythm of the Song people's chanting is particularly pleasant. In addition, my uncle's voice is not bad, and his appearance and temperament are among the middle-aged men, and he can be regarded as the first echelon. Therefore, the scene where he reads his work aloud is quite ritualistic like a marriage proposal.

After reading it, my uncle was still unsatisfied, and pointed to the paper and said to Yao Huan: "Sister Huan, look, the small courtyard Zhu Fei opened a door, does it seem like Danqing's skillful hand has drawn the appearance of this house." Look at this sentence again, the curtain shadow is heavy, only double swallows, well, my uncle remembers, there is a swallow's nest under the corridor in the courtyard, I don't know that this year's pair of swallows, and a few milk swallows. By the way, my uncle thinks the last sentence is the best, and he forced him to look for needlework under the window, hey, stunned, stunned, ......"

Between my uncle's eyebrows, there are two points of pride, five points of loneliness, and seven or eight points of lovesickness.

Granny Wang had already walked out neatly at this time, listened to her uncle's self-evaluation of the work, sighed slightly, and said to Yao Huan: "Huanniang, you are living here now, just to persuade your aunt, why bother your uncle like this." The words he wrote for your aunt, I, a bad old woman who only knows how to pinch Mohele (clay dolls in the Northern Song Dynasty), will memorize it. What kind of life is infatuated, this hatred is not about the wind and the moon, what is tender like water, the best period is like a dream, and the way back from the Magpie Bridge ......"

Granny Wang said a series in one breath, Yao Huan was surprised when she heard it, and blurted out: "Isn't this written by Ouyang Xiu and Qin Guan?" ”

As soon as the words came out, she regretted it.

In fact, he doesn't have much love for Song Ci, and he is a spectator now, and he has no resistance to eating dog food, how can he slap his uncle in the face with such emotional intelligence without being online.

Purely because, the sentence memorized by Granny Wang is so famous, will the junior high school students of later generations know it well? Uncle, if you write love letters, you can't copy the sentences of some unpopular people.

I didn't want my uncle to be embarrassed, so I said calmly: "Cough, your aunt is such a good person, how can you read the words written by your uncle, since everyone is worthy of Uncle Ouyang Yong and Master Qin." ”

"Then this small courtyard Zhu Fei opened a ......"

"It's also written separately, it's still a new word, and my uncle thought it was good, so he brought it."

And this kind of operation? Yao Huan was speechless, and felt very funny. What my uncle said had a frankness that could not be refuted like an outpouring of infatuation.

What's wrong with my plagiarism, I plagiarize for love, rightly so!

Granny Wang on the side looked even more indifferent: "Hey, no matter which official wrote it, your uncle's affection is not fake." Huan Niang, for the sake of your martyred Lang Jun, you would rather die on the bank of the Bianhe River, you should know the love between men and women best, how difficult it is. Your aunt treats you as her own daughter, and you should also say yes to your uncle and aunt, but this reason? ”

Yao Huan had a swollen head, although he couldn't pound his head like garlic, he also said "um" a few times in a witty way, and solemnly took the note handed by his uncle.

"There are a lot of things in the country's prison, my uncle is gone, Sister Huan, you are so born and raised, don't forget to eat mutton. Granny Wang, you have worked hard today. ”

Yao Huan smiled politely but embarrassedly, and Granny Wang said in a loud voice: "Where is Cai Guanren talking, Cai Guanren walks slowly, often comes, often comes." ”

Oh, it turns out that my uncle's surname is Cai, and he works as a civil servant in Guozijian? Yao Huan silently wrote down this information.

After the uncle walked away, Yao Huan was about to sing a salute to Granny Wang and return to the courtyard, but Granny Wang's eyes suddenly lit up, and she shouted to the side of the wall: "Mimi, Mimimi......"

With her call, good fellow, four or five cats came rushing over, their tails raised high, and their meows came and went, some of them were particularly squirming, and they squinted their eyes, turned their necks sideways, and rubbed their hairy heads against the hem of Granny Wang's skirt.

"Ouch, mother-in-law's hearts, livers and flesh, don't worry, mother-in-law will bring you delicious food."