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The light from the fire flickered in the hut, and the surroundings flickered and dimmed. The light and shadow hit several people, and several huge black shadows appeared on the walls of the thatched hut to the top, shaped like monsters.

Lin Chen looked at the figure cast by the eyeline, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly grabbed the sleeve of the Taoist priest.

"Dao Chief, you just mentioned that the woman named Ding Shujiao made a black robe in the tailor's shop!"

The Taoist priest nodded.

"You also mentioned that the woman was going to make another black gown and yellow trousers?"

The Taoist priest blinked and nodded again.

Staring at the Taoist priest's eyes, Lin Chen's heart suddenly felt an inexplicable chill.

Could it be her!

As soon as he thought of that woman, Lin Chen felt a fear of dying in his heart, and he couldn't help but gasp, and his whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Fatty, fatty, did you hear that! Black kaftan and yellow narrow pants! Black kaftan, yellow narrow trousers, black..."

After receiving affirmation from the Taoist priest, Lin Chen turned to the fat man with an excited expression, but the moment he saw the fat man, he was stunned.

The fat man rolled up his sleeves and was boringly rubbing the sweat and mud on his arms, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, rubbing it to taste, seeing Lin Chen looking at him, he stopped embarrassedly, the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing a trace of embarrassing smile.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear?" Lin Chen said.

"What?"

"Didn't you hear the Taoist priest say, that second young grandmother of the Meng family made black caftan and yellow narrow pants in the tailor shop!" Lin Chen repeated it again.

"Oh! All right! ”

Obviously, the fat man didn't pay attention to the story told by the Taoist priest, and was bent on how to save Ye Jiangchuan. Seeing that everyone was looking at him at this time, he lowered his sleeves and looked completely absent-minded.

This fat man!

This scene made Lin Chen really cry and laugh!

"Honestly, you haven't showered in months?" Lin Chen whispered to the fat man.

"Hey, hey! Not a few months! ”

"It's not been a few months! My grandma! ”

"What's wrong?"

Lin Chen glanced at the fat man in surprise, pursed his lips, patted the fat man's shoulder, and said, "It's nothing!" Very good! Save water! ”

The Taoist priest, who had always been calm, couldn't hold back at the moment, covered his mouth, and laughed, and Lin Chen also laughed.

The fat man was unconvinced, and he stiffened his neck and said, "What a laugh!" Laugh at your size! I don't believe that you Taoist priests love cleaner than me! I at least know how to wash! ”

Listening to the fat man's words, Lin Chen laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, laughed for a while, pointed to the fat man and said to the Taoist priest: "Actually, you don't know, it's not easy for a fat man!" Listening to Ye Jiangchuan, the water on the construction site is tight, drinking water on weekdays is a problem, and it is even more rare to take a bath! I can understand! ”

"That's it! I can take a bath and feel comfortable! Who doesn't want to wash it! If it weren't for the itching, you would think I would be embarrassed to rub it! I heard our foreman say that in a few days, they will connect a water pipeline, and they should be able to solve the problem of water shortage! The fat man dusted off the sweat and mud on his arm and took Lin Chen's words. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned his head to the Taoist priest and said: "Daoist, when it comes to bathing, I am really a little curious, to be honest, sometimes calm down, I also think, in this life, no matter what kind of wind and waves you experience, what kind of glory and wealth you enjoy, how many luxury cars and mansions plus beautiful women, people are inseparable from birth, old age, sickness and death sooner or later!" I, sometimes I want to become a monk, and it's not bad to be a Taoist priest! The Buddha is a family, right? But when I think about it, I thought, it's acceptable to eat a vegetarian diet, but it's a big deal to grit your teeth and not eat meat; It's acceptable to grit your teeth if you're not close to women; Reciting sutras and meditating every day is acceptable; I can accept planting vegetables and watering the ground. The only thing you can't give up is

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It's a bath, I heard that you self-cultivators don't take a bath, is this true?

The Taoist priest shook his head again and again when he heard this, and said with displeasure on his face: "Who told you that we cultivators don't take a bath!" ”

"Huh? Wash it too! The fat man looked at Lin Chen.

"That's just a few places with less water, less washing!" Lin Chen said, and added, "This time you are satisfied!" Whether it's a monk or a monk, it doesn't affect your bath, what's the matter? Fatty, do you still want to go to the Tao? What about becoming a monk? By the way, cultivation can also lose weight! ”

The fat man touched his head, smiled and said, "I have to think about it!" Oh, by the way, Lin Chen, what did you just tell me? I'm patronizing and rubbing! Didn't listen carefully! ”

"The woman in a black caftan and yellow narrow pants that the Taoist chief said just now is Ding Shujiao! The woman in black I saw in the subway and in the talent market was dressed like this! Is it a coincidence? It can't be a coincidence! In other words, the second young grandmother of the Meng family, Ding Shujiao, in the story, may be the terrible woman in black! ”

These words reminded the fat man, he opened his eyes wide, looked at Lin Chen and said, "That's right! I remember you telling me several times about the black kaftan and the yellow narrow pants! I said, how did I feel so familiar when I heard this here! It can't be a coincidence! I'm sure it can't be a coincidence! But..."

The fat man fell into deep thought.

"However, this second young grandmother in the story doesn't sound so bad, how terrifying and terrifying, right?" The Taoist priest took over.

Lin Chen and the fat man nodded in unison.

"Listen as I continue to tell the rest of the story!" The Taoist priest said.

(Story continues)

Liufu.

Since the last time he went to Liufu, Zhao Xiaoshuang has had his own concerns.

He would always think of Liu Peizhu from time to time, open his eyes, close his eyes, and his eyes were full of her shadow!

He thought her charming eyes were so fascinating! That day, when she looked at him, her phoenix eyes seemed to be closed, like two pools of deep springs, and her eyes flowed in between, as if she could suck people's souls into them! The eyes were so gentle, as if there was a thousand tenderness poured into them.

Zhao Xiaoshuang has known his pitiful life experience since he was sensible, He and his father Zhao Sanjian depend on each other, Zhao Sansan is afraid of falling in his hand, and he is afraid of melting in his mouth, and everything he can give him has been given to him. When it was the hardest, there was no business, and for several days, the father and son had a bun, Zhao Sanjian only ate hard buns, and soft buns were given to Zhao Xiaoshuang. Later, he asked for a small packet of millet yellow noodles from the neighbors, boiled some rice soup, he was reluctant to drink it himself, and served it to Zhao Xiaoshuang. How many times, Zhao Xiaoshuang was sick, Zhao Sanjian ran around his back to seek medical advice, although Zhao Xiaoshuang was small, but he knew his kindness. He knows that his father's is not easy, now that he is older, he can do as much as he can, he is afraid that his father will be tired.

There was a light snow in the sky, the ground was wet and dewy, and the tiny snow flakes swirled and fell, staining Zhao Xiaoshuang's eyebrows, plopping on his face, cool and silky, Zhao Xiaoshuang, who was standing at the corner of the street, looked up at the gray sky, carried the bag of clothes up with his hand, and then called a rickshaw and went straight to Liufu.

After the wax moon, it will be the New Year soon, and Liufu has been lit up these days, so it is not lively.

There are more and more people up and down in Liufu who make clothes at Zhao Sanjian's place, and Zhao Xiaoshuang runs to Liufu from time to time, picking up clothes and delivering clothes, which has gradually become a common thing.

When he got out of the car, the snow became heavier, and Zhao Xiaoshuang gave the driver the money for the car, and then lifted his feet up the steps.

I was about to knock on the door, when someone behind me said, "It's here!" ”

When I looked back, it was another car that had stopped.

A tall man in a black cotton vest jumped out of the car, and there was a woman in the car who did not get out of the car, the woman did not look too young, her hair was combed back of her head, and she was wearing a light blue cheongsam, which was very suitable for her complexion and temperament, and her eyebrows were picturesque. Although she was wearing a lot of makeup, she could still see that her face was depressed, presumably because it was cold

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She leaned on the car, her neck hunched, her hands in her sleeves.

"How's it going today? Are you happy?"

The man asked, concernedly.

The woman grimaced and did not answer, and looked at the old dry locust tree at the mouth of the alley, as if she had heard nothing.

The man smiled, leaned into the car, put one arm on the car, reached over with the other, put his arm around the woman, patted her on the back, and stepped back.

"Baby, being angry hurts your body, if you are angry, you don't want to feel sorry for me!"

"You don't want me? I want you to be honest!"

The woman looked excited, and suddenly asked.

"How so! Don't think about it, it's cold, just go back quickly! ”

The man responded, his voice in a gentle tone.

The woman was silent, and her eyes continued straight toward the old locust tree.

The man paid for the car and whispered a few more words to the driver. The coachman lifted the cart, took the woman by the hand, and ran away trembling and trembling.

The man looked at the rickshaw in the distance, sighed, and looked back to see Zhao Xiaoshuang on the steps.

"Young Master!"

Zhao Xiaoshuang lowered his head slightly and greeted him in a regular manner.

The man in front of him, Zhao Xiaoshuang knew that it was the eldest son of the Liu family, Liu Yunsheng. Zhao Xiaoshuang has been to Liufu a few times, and has long heard of the eldest son of the Liu family, but he has never met him.

"Oh!"

The man answered, glanced at Zhao Xiaoshuang, estimated what he was doing, didn't ask, stretched out his hand and patted the door.

The one who opened the door was Lao Li Tou'er, an old servant in Liufu for many years, and after meeting a few times, Lao Li Tou had already regarded Zhao Xiaoshuang as an acquaintance.

"The eldest young master is back!"

Old Li Touer said.

"Well, ask the cook to get me something to eat and send it over!"

After the man finished speaking, he glanced back at Zhao Xiaoshuang, turned around and walked in the direction of Huamen.

Zhao Xiaoshuang followed the door of the house with his hind feet, and when Lao Li Tou'er saw Zhao Xiaoshuang coming in, he said: "Master Zhao, Qiao'er just went out, and before leaving, I gave orders, so put the clothes here first!" ”

"Oh!"

Zhao Xiaoshuang unwrapped the package on his body, opened it, took out his clothes and handed them over, without asking too much, he turned around and was about to leave, when he was stopped by Lao Li Tou'er again.

"Clothier Zhao stayed, Mrs. Liu said she wanted to see you, you can come back later!" Old Li Touer said.

"Looking for me? What's the matter with me? ”

"You'll know when you arrive!"

In Zhao Xiaoshuang's memory, Mrs. Liu is a particularly kind and benevolent woman.

Zhao Xiaoshuang followed Lao Li Tou through the corridor, and was about to go down the steps, when a young woman walked out of the corner room, looking like twenty-eight, wearing a plain dress and a long skirt, wrapped in a blue jacket, and holding a stack of books in her hand.

Maybe she was in too much of a hurry, the woman was bumping into Zhao Xiaoshuang, and with a "bang", the book in the woman's arms was scattered on the ground in the east and west.

"You..."

The woman seemed to be a little stunned by the collision, and she paused for a few seconds before reacting, and when she looked up, she couldn't help but snicker. She had imagined that the beautiful man who drank tea would come, and sure enough, he really came! As in the past, the long posture and handsome eyebrows and eyes are unforgettable!

A trace of crimson floated on her cheeks, and the woman lowered her head slightly, and said softly: "Oh, it's Master Xiao Zhao!" ”

Zhao Xiaoshuang saw that it was Liu Peizhu.

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