"Once upon a time there was a boy ......"

Frankly speaking, he had heard this story, of course he had heard it, when they had not known each other for a long time, Lu Qi'er told him this story, the story was very short, almost no development, and he also knew that the end of the story was "And then he lived on the streets".

That's right, "Once upon a time there was a boy, and then he lived on the streets", this is the story in Lu Qier's mouth.

Yan Wuxin really didn't have any interest in such a known beginning and end story, so when Lu Qi'er opened his mouth, he couldn't help yawning, only feeling really bored.

However, to his surprise, this time the story was different, and it should be said that there was a certain development.

"Usually in stories like this, the boy's background is not very good. Lu Qi'er continued: "So, the boy in this story is no exception. Born into a large family, others may think it is a kind of luck, but for him, this is the beginning of his misfortune, but considering his mother's status as a handmaid, this is not surprising. ”

"Inferiority is always inferiority. Lu Qi'er couldn't help but lift the teapot, wanting to add another cup of tea for herself, but found that the tea in the pot had been drunk by herself, smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued: "After all, he was born only because his father drank a few more glasses of wine, so he can't be justified, let alone a good match." ”

To tell the truth, Lu Qi'er's ability to tell stories is really not good, the story is flat and straightforward and even obscure, but even so, Yan Wuxin still understood the content of the story, and he also understood why Lu Qi'er chose to drink so much water before telling this story.

Because bitterness is not only bitterness in the mouth, but more importantly, bitterness in the heart.

Handed over his teacup, Lu Qi'er didn't dislike it and took a sip, the tea was sweet, but this kind of bitterness could not be eliminated by this sweetness, so he just breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head, Lu Qi'er continued: "But fortunately, the boy has a mother who loves him very much, in such misfortune, this is already extremely happy, and he didn't understand this until much later." ”

"Happiness often comes with unhappiness, and his father is not good to him. Speaking of this, Lu Qi'er's hand holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble, and after looking closely, Yan Wuxin noticed that Lu Qi'er's hands actually had a lot of scars, but perhaps due to time, these scars had faded a lot and were not so obvious. When Yan Wuxin's gaze was watching, Lu Qi'er's voice paused for a moment, put down the teacup, and he hid his hand in his sleeve before he continued: "Life is a luxury, and being able to survive is already God's greatest gift to mother and son, but even so, as the boy grows up, God will even take back this last gift." ”

"The boy's father had a group of dead soldiers, and there is no doubt that the dead soldiers were naturally cultivated by that man, and as for the candidates for the dead soldiers, most of them were homeless children in the city, and of course, that included the boy. With no waves in his eyes, Lu Qi'er said with a calm expression: "That's right, that person sent his child to become a dead soldier, and lied to him that he could eat enough." I have to say that these three words were already natural sounds for the boy at that time, so without the slightest hesitation, the boy agreed to this matter. ”

Even though he had heard it with his own ears at this time, Yan Wuxin's face was still full of disbelief. And Lu Qi'er in front of him glanced at him, smiled to himself, and said in a low voice: "It's not good, right, this story? It seems that I am really not suitable for telling stories, since this is the case, let's not tell it, it just so happens that I am also a little thirsty." ”

Shaking the empty teapot in his hand, Lu Qi'er shouted out the door: "Dead fat man, hurry up and serve tea." ”

At this moment, the person in front of him seemed to have become the familiar Lu Qi'er again, his eyes were always smiling playfully, looking at him slyly like a fox, and looking at the world like this. However, Yan Wuxin noticed that after telling this story, or halfway through telling this story, Lu Qi'er's eyes had faintly appeared tears, perhaps this was the reason why he was unwilling to continue telling this story.

I've always been strong, so why cry?

Yan Wuxin didn't break it, just looked at him quietly, watched Lu Qi'er throw the teapot in his hand to the shopkeeper Huang who crawled here, and watched him turn his head and look at him with a smile.

The two looked at each other and looked at each other without saying a word.

"It's really not good. Yan Wuxin said.

"Hmm. Lu Qi'er replied.

After a while, the shopkeeper Huang who was carrying a pot of tea ran in from outside the door, put the teapot on the table, and said loudly: "Come, Master Lu, this is the tea I brewed myself, the water is made of rootless water three boiled and three quiet, and the heat is checked by me personally, and you will have an endless aftertaste." ”

Nodding, Lu Qi'er didn't tease the shopkeeper a few words this time, just quietly took the pot of tea and poured a cup for himself, steaming but not condensing, the tea fragrance is light but not strong, it is rare to be able to brew this kind of tea with Biye Spring, if the tea taster sees this, he will be surprised. Not to mention, even if the shopkeeper Huang doesn't look very good, he is really in the hall in the tea ceremony, and it is also, if there are not these few catties and taels, how can the Jade Pavilion have today's scale.

It's just that although the tea is good, Lu Qi'er, who picked up the teacup, didn't taste the tea, and after putting it down, he said: "Don't drink it, I've drunk enough today, you drink, I'll go out for a walk first." ”

After speaking, Lu Qi'er stood up and walked out under the suspicious gaze of the shopkeeper Huang.

"Master Lu, what's wrong?" waited until Lu Qi'er's figure disappeared outside the door, and the shopkeeper Huang asked out loud.

Shaking his head, Yan Wuxin didn't answer this question, some things are better not to say than to say. Sitting there, Yan Wuxin seemed to remember something, and asked with some curiosity: "By the way, Shopkeeper Huang, why have you been so polite to that kid?"

It is a bit conservative to say that it is polite, and according to the attitude of the shopkeeper Huang, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is respectful. Hearing this question, Shopkeeper Huang was not embarrassed, and said without hesitation: "That's how it should be, if there is no Lu Ye, how can there be the current me." Although Lu Ye didn't mention it, I can't forget it, and it is natural to repay kindness. ”

"Yes. Agreeing with this statement with a smile, Yan Wuxin glanced at the shopkeeper Huang with some admiration.

Next, with hot tea, the two of them sat here and chatted, some didn't, what they thought of, the two of them said anything, and most of the topics they talked about were innocuous topics.

"Master Yan, it's not right for you to drink tea like this. ”

"Oh, what's wrong?"

"The way to serve tea is wrong, this is spring tea, you can't drink it like this. ”

"yes, that's fine?"

"Of course, in terms of the way of drinking tea, there are five kinds of spring tea alone, you see......"

It will be the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth month in a few days, who doesn't have uneasy emotions in their hearts? Okay, if you say something like this, your heart will be more relaxed, thinking like this, Yan Wuxin didn't interrupt the words of the shopkeeper Huang, and let his eyebrows flutter and continue to talk, while he was distracted thinking about other things on the side.

On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the summer solstice has not yet arrived.

At that time, the only thing he needed to deal with was Lu Cheng, I don't know how much he had grown since he came back from Minggong Pavilion? Also, on that day, Lu Remnant should have come too, right? Calculating the time, more than half a year has passed, but the events of that day still keep coming to mind and lingering.

"The way forward, you have to go on your own. Yan Wuxin remembered that she said so.

"Auntie, have you seen it? I've come here. ”

He looked out the door, then raised the teacup in his hand and drank it down. After the shopkeeper Huang finished talking about the method of drinking tea, Yan Wuxin raised his hand and said, "Good tea."

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This chapter is an excessive chapter.,The next chapter enters the main play.,Eh,It should be a chapter.,But don't worry.,The chapter name has been thought of.,It's called Lin'an Rain and Wind.。