The banquet is when the people are buzzing and the wine is hot.

In addition to Song Kangan and Tang Zongbing, people who don't know each other well came to toast and gossip. There was a jar of wine on the table, half of which was divided into Wang Shouyi and Cai Wenjing, and half was in Zhao Yanjiu's stomach.

Zhao Yanjiu was still smiling when he raised his glass to tease, but when he turned his face, there was a hint of bitterness, he sat down heavily with a clear smell of wine, and squinted at Zhao Qingmiao as if he was drunk.

"Sister, anyway, my brother has no plans to get married in this life. But you, if you marry a good family as soon as possible, I will be able to rest assured......"

His expression was still so disrespectful, but his words were completely sincere.

Zhao Qingmiao didn't like the smell of wine, frowned, and deliberately pushed his wine glass farther away.

"My brother is drunk and starts talking nonsense? Or is today's wedding feast touching and reminds you of ...... Du Lian is here? ”

Knowing that she had no intention of mentioning it, Zhao Yanjiu's face still changed. Suddenly grabbed the chopsticks and ate a mouthful of food, his eyes were light, and he said vaguely: "How can it, it was eight hundred years ago, who still remembers what she looks like...... My brother said seriously, if you live well, I can rest assured. ”

As his name suggests, Du Lian's skin is white and soft like a clear lotus, which is the white moonlight in Zhao Yanjiu's heart. Just because their father was dismissed that year, and Zhao Yanjiu failed in the examination, I don't know if Du Lian changed his mind or never had sincerity, so he quit the marriage at the most difficult moment. It is impossible to say that it has not been hit. Anyway, in the years since he left Beijing, Zhao Qingmiao has never seen him fall in love with any woman.

Shen Xiao stood at the base of the wall, his eyes wandering over the two brothers and sisters, as if someone had uncovered an untouchable scar, and both of them looked stiff.

Zhao Qingmiao raised his eyes and handed over a bowl of pork ribs and bamboo shoot soup with his own hands.

"The young and the old are orderly, and when my brother finds the person he likes, it will not be too late for me to talk about marriage."

Their conversation was heard by the Wang family on the other side, his eyes moved, he was about to open his mouth with a smile, but Wang Shouyi secretly dragged his hand, shook his head and told her not to talk too much.

She turned to the side stupidly and continued to talk to Wang Yan.

The tip of Zhao Yanjiu's tongue was soaked in this soup and only felt dull, and after a moment's relief, he suddenly pulled his legs together and returned to his squirrel: "No, no, no, I'm going to relieve myself." ”

After that, he walked out as quickly as a gust of wind.

Tomorrow night is lonely. The wine came to the head, and I didn't know that the sky was in the water for a while.

Zhao Yan leaned on the corridor for a long time, his eyes closed and opened in the light and shadow, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness falling to the bottom of his heart.

On other people's happy days, it is very sad to think of their past. He came out to breathe, and he was alone, even more dazed.

The pond is dark, the shadows of the trees are shrouded in the roots of the wall, and there is a whimpering sound from the cold, intermittently, and I think it is a cat if I don't pay attention to it.

Zhao Yanjiu immediately gathered his attention, looked around, and walked towards that end.

I saw someone burying his head in his knees, crying and chirping and squatting in the dark corner.

I don't know what big things happened, and the crying was full of inexplicable grievances and sadness. Zhao Yanjiu stood in front of the man for a while, but he was not noticed, and finally cleared his throat in embarrassment.

"Ahem!"

The man looked up suddenly, his thin face was red and swollen with a pair of almond eyes, tears and snot flowed down his chin, and he stumbled and stumbled in fright.

"Yes, it's you......" Crescent Moon raised her eyebrows slightly, still sobbing uncontrollably.

- Yo, the other party still knows him.

Zhao Yanjiu stared blankly at this flower face for a while, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he pointed at her and said suddenly: "You, are you setting up a noodle stall on East Street?" ”

Su Ajiao raised her sleeve to wipe her tears, choked her throat, and nodded.

Zhao Yanjiu didn't know why she was hiding here and crying, thinking if it was more appropriate to comfort her, so she said, "You are also here to drink happy wine?" Are you from the man's family or the woman's family? ”

Before the words fell, the girl cried even more sadly, her lips trembled, and she had the meaning of howling.

Zhao Yanjiu's brain was hot, and he directly squatted down and pressed her mouth, so anxious that he didn't know what to do: "Hey, don't cry, I don't know, I thought I was bullying you!" ”

"Woo woo~" Su Ajiao is relatively thin, this time it is like being encircled by him in his arms, she can't push it away, she can only open her eyes, and she is ready to open her mouth to bite him in shock and fear.

Zhao Yanjiu called a regret, avoided his face and twisted his brows into a knot: What is this called? What have I done?

"Hey, what about the new helper? The house is so busy today, where is she hiding and lazy? ”

"I didn't see it! Did you go back? ”

"Running away before the work is done? I don't want the damn silver......"

The cook's voice came from the partition wall, and he heard his footsteps approaching the courtyard.

Zhao Yanjiu realized: It turns out that she is here to be a helper~ Fang Cai is too talkative.

When he lowered his eyes and saw her glaring angrily, he quickly let go of his hand, got up and retreated.

Su Ajiao stood up and immediately became a head shorter than Zhao Yanjiu. I saw her wipe her face clean, straighten her clothes, and walk away.

"Hey, you—" Zhao Yan couldn't speak for a long time, and the figure had already entered the courtyard and disappeared.

He was a little stunned in his heart: this girl is doing a good job, what is she crying for?

Curiosity is curiosity, Zhao Yanjiu doesn't want to be nosy, he doesn't have that kind of idleness.

Walking along the street, the night was already dark. The Tang Mansion saw off the guests, and the hustle and bustle stopped.

The candlelight in the west wing was flickering, and someone pushed the door in vainly.

Su Kangan was drunk and stumbled close to the bed.

"Yunqiong, we are married."

He smiled and lifted his red hijab, his eyes were full of affection, and his rough fingertips touched the beauty's face little by little.

In the dim light, Tang Yunqiong's nose and eyebrows were clear, her lips were gorgeous, she looked at him shyly and pretty, and nervously rubbed a Jinpa.

"Believe me, and I'll treat you well."

Tang Yunqiong only felt that his gaze was too hot, so he turned his face and said softly: "I believe you." ”

Su Kangan slowly put down the tent and hugged Tang Yunqiong to the bed. This night cleared the clouds and made it rain, and the clouds stopped when they were exhausted.

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Following. The ferry was breezy and the sun was hidden behind a large cloud of clouds, and the sky was still dark as it approached noon.

The men of the Long Wind Dart Bureau are preparing to board the ship.

"Wait! Chen Shaoqing! ”

Chen Shaoqing heard the sound and turned around to see that it was Xiao Yu. Her eyes were as light as a swallow, and she jumped over a carrying wooden box, panting as she shouted and ran.

The people in the dart game stopped one after another, looking like they didn't know why they wanted to watch a good show.

Therefore, Xiao Yu approached, bent down and slowed down, gasped for breath before standing up straight, and handed over a bag of buns in his hand. "Here you go! I should repay you for helping me twice, the courtesy is light and affectionate, don't dislike it. When she saw that Chen Shaoqing didn't answer, she was a little embarrassed, and her cheeks were hot and red.

Chen Shaoqing looked at the steaming buns, thinking that the money to buy the buns should be the broken silver he gave her last night. Without a smile on his face, he moved his lower lip, and said thank you lightly when he took it.

"You're young, be careful with yourself."

"Okay."

watched the people get on the boat, and went straight into the cabin without looking back. Therefore, Xiao Yu beckoned, and instantly felt a little lower, and his eyes dimmed.

Chen Shaoqing is the first friend she made. Hey, at her age, she doesn't understand anything.