Black satin boots paused in front of the paintings, and a copper-green scabbard pointed to the nearest pair.

"How do you sell this painting?"

Hearing this, Song Shuyu raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him.

He wore a blue robe, his hair was loosely tied to the back of his head, the broken hair on his forehead was scattered, his eyes were slender, and he smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

Song Shuyu ignored him, lowered his head and continued to lay out his things.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, but he quickly regained his expression: "Hey, little brother, don't ignore people, in this way, I bought all your calligraphy and paintings." ”

Song Shuyu was cleaning up his hands for a moment, and then he raised his eyes to look at him again, and stretched out his hand to gesture at the man with a faint expression.

"Ten taels."

The man seemed to be startled by him, and stared there for a long time.

"I didn't expect the Fourteen Emperors to ...... Ahem, little brother, you, you're pretty good at living......"

Song Shuyu snorted coldly and didn't look at him.

took the silver, left the shop and walked away.

"Hey, hey, fourteen...... Won't you clean up for me? ”

The man hurriedly packed up the calligraphy and painting that had just been unfolded, scribbled and pulled, and staggered up to catch up with him.

On a March day, the people in front of them have sharp backbones.

The man behind him shouted, "Hey, you, you, wait!" ”

Song Shuyu frowned and didn't want to entangle with it, and his footsteps did not stop at all.

But the man strode after him, went round in front of him, and stretched out his hand to block the way.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Song Shuyu looked a little impatient.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man withdrew his hand, stood up straight, bowed to Song Shuyu with both hands in an orderly manner, and lost his previous hippie smile.

He bowed his head and said respectfully: "Fourteenth master, our master said, let the little one please go home." ”

Song Shuyu's face was expressionless, he rubbed his fingertips a few times, looked at the road in front of him, and said lightly: "No." ”

The man was distressed, scratched his head and thought, "If you can't go home, Ye Zi should go back to ask for punishment...... In this way, Ye Zi didn't go back, so he stayed by his side to protect him. ”

Song Shuyu frowned, serious, "You are three years older than me, what are you shouting!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to bypass him and quicken his steps away, much faster than before.

Ye Zi did not give up, and followed behind him step by step: "You are noble, you are the master, even the little seventy or eighty, you have to call you the master." ”

Song Shuyu snorted coldly, and the shadows and lights hit his face, flickering bright and dark, and he couldn't see clearly.

He waved his hand at Ye Zi: "Don't follow me, go back and tell General Zhong that I'm fine now and don't want to go back." I'll go to you if anything happens. ”

Staggered by, leaving a faint woody scent in the air.

Ye Zi looked around carefully, staring at Song Shuyu's back, "The queen treated you like that, don't you want to take revenge?" ”

Song Shuyu's figure was stunned for a while, but he didn't look back.

It wasn't until his figure was completely invisible that Ye Zi muttered, "Where can you go?" ”

Song Shuyu returned to the courtyard with a wrinkled face, and deliberately went to the study house to take a look.

She's back.

Song Shuyu secretly exhaled in his heart, and he didn't know why, as if something was hanging in his heart and was released in an instant.

There was a light gauze tent between the inside and outside, and she sat under the red window.

Song Shuyu looked at her graceful back, and her fingertips clenched unconsciously, "Let's eat, I'll go cook next, it's noon." ”

There was something else to say, but he swallowed it stiffly.

There was a slight sound under the sash, and Shutan answered.

When Song Shuyu went to the firewood room to cook, the two of them sat opposite each other, and after a long silence, Shutan suddenly said, "I'm getting married." ”

"Well, I know......" He buried his head, held a rice bowl in his hand, and filled his mouth with rice one bite at a time.

Shu Tan was not in the mood to eat, got up and walked to the window to look outside, the weather in March was exceptionally good, there was no strong wind in the wax moon and no summer heat.

Her eyes flashed: "Shuyu, are you homesick?" ”

The spring breeze blew through the treetops, startling the birds perched on the trees, flapping their wings and flying away, bringing the remnants of flowers to the ground faintly.

Song Shuyu shook his head and replied simply and neatly: "I don't want to." ”

Shutan stood by the window, turned his head sideways to look at him, and Song Shuyu was still eating slowly and methodically on the table.

"Nonsense, I don't have a father or a mother...... Sometimes I think, don't you miss home? ”

Song Shuyu pondered for a moment and said, "My mother...... She died early, she was a ruthless and cold person, and she was not close to me before she died. ”

"What about your father?"

Song Shuyu's expression was blank, the corners of his mouth on the side raised, and he muttered: "My father has many children and many wives, I have rarely seen him since I was a child, maybe he has long forgotten which one I am." ”

"Then, if I give up on you now, you, will you go home?"

Putting down the chopsticks, he didn't answer.

The thin and slender back looked a little thin and cold in the warm light of March, and his green linen shirt was blown into the air and swayed slightly.

In a trance, Shu Tan felt that he was like a wooden shelf without a trace of popularity.

What the hell is this idea? Shu Tan shook his head.

"Shuyu, Shuyu?" Shutan walked away from the window and walked towards him, reminding him to come back to his senses.

"I don't want to go back, I don't have a home."

The fine emanation hung down and gently covered Song Shuyu's cheeks, and the hoarse voice was ethereal and boundless.

He seemed to be a little hesitant on his face, and after a while, he took out a cloth bag from his clothes, stretched out his hand and handed it to her: "I have saved enough money, and I don't need you to support it...... I can still support you. ”

Shu Tan reached out and took it, and asked him while untying the cloth pocket, "What is this?" ”

The earthy-brown twine sack filled half a bag of silver and copper, and she looked up at him in confusion.

Song Shuyu tightened his fingers with his five fingers, rubbing his fingertips against his nails, and he whispered, "Don't lose me." ”

Shu Tan spilled the money back and forth and counted it, and the amount was simply beyond her expectations.

Shu Tan bent his eyes and smiled, "You are really a cash cow. ”

After counting, she returned the original packaging back to the cloth bag, spread out her hand, and returned it to Song Shuyu.

"It's all for you." He pushed the purse back to her, shaking his head.

"Give me all the money you earn, don't you want it?" Shutan raised an eyebrow.

Song Shuyu nodded, looking extremely serious: "As long as you want, I will give it to you." ”

If you don't want it, I'll give it to you, he thought to himself.

"What do I want this money for, I'm going to get married...... But it's okay, it's your earnings, and I'll keep it for you to marry your daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Her words almost made Song Shuyu spray the rice.

Shu Tan hurriedly took the clean cloth and handed it to him, "Reckless, what are you in a hurry!" ”

Song Shuyu's cheeks were a little blushing, his dark eyes turned darkly, and he looked up at Shutan.