That scene lingers in my mind.

Xu Yi opened his eyes suddenly.

When he returned home, he was far away, and saw a lantern lit at the door of "Shixian", and then looked at it, it was Han Chuan and a man in Tsing Yi standing side by side. The mouth of the alley and the tail of the alley were too far apart to see their faces clearly, and they couldn't hear what the two said.

Probably delivering diners, right?

But what diners are worth delivering in person?

It was Zhang Xianggong of the cabinet who went to "Shi Xian" for dinner a few days ago, and Han Chuan only sent him to the shadow wall, what kind of person is this now, it is worth Han Chuan to send to the door in person?

And in the distance, it was a young man.

It was one, young, a man.

Xu Yi sat up, and after muttering for a long time, he finally clicked the wooden board of the window lattice.

"Master, the slave is here." Xiao Su's voice was muffled in the quiet of the night.

Xu Yi pursed his lips, remembering the last time he broke up with Han Chuan, the words were on his lips, but he couldn't spit it out, and he sat in place in a daze for I don't know how long he stayed - he tried in vain to straighten out his feelings for Han Chuan, but it was like a mess, all the threads were mixed together, and he couldn't find a straightened thread, let alone clean it up.

It's like walking into a dead end, and further on, there is a south wall.

There is no solution.

He can't marry Han Chuan as his wife, his wife should be from a noble family in the eyes of the world, saints, and important ministers of the court, with a harmonious personality and a vague face, just like all the ladies in the clan today. He and his wife are in a relationship together, there is no blood-soaked passion, no lingering dreams, he will respect her, respect her, protect her, maybe there is no way to love her. Compared with his lover, the relationship between him and the main room should be more like the partner between the owner and the shopkeeper.

There's nothing wrong with that.

At least, in all hairpins, this is the usual rule.

Then, the men will take the woman they really love and are reluctant to let go of by their side, give her wealth, strength and heirs, and give her everything they don't want to give to the main room, "one good wife, two beautiful concubines, life is enough", so that they can complete their "full" life.

Xu Yi exhaled softly.

To be honest, if you think about it carefully, you can see that the "consummation" in a man's mouth is achieved by stepping on a woman's shoulder. Some women are a weak and clinging silk flower, while some women are strong grasses, such women are comfortable and open, righteous and tough, can stand upright, can also be husband and children...

Xiao Su stood in the corridor with a bow, waiting for a long time without waiting for the master's words, and quietly turned his head to look.

The side face of his master is reflected on the paper of the pasted window lattice, with clear outlines, but it looks a little lonely.

Xiao Su licked her lips and continued to wait.

He's got a lot to say!

Xu Yi lowered his head, the moonlight slanted through the gap in the window lattice partition on the side of the dark brown bed, did he crave Han Chuan? Does he want Hanchuan? Does he want to see Han Chuan all the time? Is he willing to overturn all previous presuppositions, to blaze a new trail, to break through barriers and obstacles to pursue his desires?

In the early autumn night of midsummer, the east wind howls sometimes.

Xu Yan's voice was light but steady through the window lattice partition, "Go and inquire who are the people who are eating at 'Shixian' today?" ”

Xiao Su's eyes lit up, he patted his sleeves, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth to come, "Back to the master, the slave general just went out to light the lamp, and happened to meet the little Shuang'er of 'Shi Xian', oh, it was the round fat girl, and casually talked about a few words, saying that the pioneer who lives in our alley is compiling a book today, and now he invites Lord Yu from the border to take his daughter-in-law and his classmates to go to 'Shixian' to eat." ”

Who is he Xiaosu?

As soon as the master raised his foot, he knew that he was going east and west!

Today, he saw that his master's eyes were wrong when he looked at the tail of the alley, so he hurried over to inquire about Xiao Shuang'er.

What is this!?

Don't think that he is a eunuch who went to the root of trouble, he doesn't know!

Haven't you ever eaten pork, have you ever seen a pig run?

The two couples took a young man out to eat alone, and picked a shopkeeper's young beauty in the place where they ate.

What is this!

It's a look!

Xiao Su felt that he was speaking tactfully with obscurity, and there was a straightforwardness hidden in the obscurity, and there was a little room for the master to guess himself, and he gave a full score for the answer just now.

Xu gave Xiao Su a score of zero.

Xu Yi's tone was heavy, "Who are your good classmates?" What did you say? Is it the first time I've been there, or have I been there several times? Speaking and doing things, we need to pay attention to the regulations, and the merit lies in the details, and these exhortations should not only be used in internal affairs, but should also be reflected in all aspects of the errand reply..."

Oh.

You don't think I'm being specific enough.

Xiao Su was sullen.

These... He really didn't expect it.

But when the lights were lit, he couldn't drag Xiao Shuang'er and ask...

Xiao Su said yes, Xu Yi lay down, opened his eyes and looked at the plain tent, the messy hemp ball in his brain rolled twice in the open space, and the sound of "clang" fell on Xu Yi's heart.

If he doesn't pay attention to it, he may not be able to be at peace.

Xu Yi closed his eyes gently.

On the second day, the sun is still in place, the midsummer sun is like the end of a strong crossbow, the sun seems to be exhausted, how many people can be sunned, how many hours can be sunned, how many hours can be sunned, Han Chuan looked at the gap that gradually clouded down after noon, and hurriedly took a tall and slender bamboo pole to beat persimmons in the yard.

The top of the bamboo pole was cut into two pieces by Cui Er, just enough to clamp the small branch buds of the persimmon tree, twist left and right, and pick off the heavy persimmon with the branch buds.

Xiao Shuang'er couldn't wait to wipe the sleeve of his coat, peeled off the skin of the persimmon, and took a bite of it.

Plump juice squirts out in the mouth.

Xiao Shuang'er's eyes widened and nodded heavily, "It's delicious!" It's as sweet as yellow sugar! ”

Han Chuan asked Xiao Shuang'er not to eat too much in one go, "... Don't eat persimmons before you eat, because you will get a stomachache after a while. ”

Han Chuan also likes to eat persimmons, persimmons are also evil, people who like it like it, people who don't like it only feel that their teeth are astringent and their mouths are sour, and the wax wrapping cake is said to be a beautiful persimmon, the "yellow cake" produced in Luoyang and Songshan in Henan, the persimmon frost is thick, and the hoarfrost on the persimmon is swept down, so sweet that it can even be used as sugar.

To be honest, this lush persimmon tree is the reason why Han Chuan made up his mind to buy this house.

Another reason, of course, is the poor...

"Divide one basket to Mrs. Feng, one basket to the second shopkeeper of Zhenbao Zhai, and one basket to Zhang Sanlang..."

Just as they were parting, Mrs. Feng came over.