"Just look at it. Xie Xing took the knife and quickly cut this thin bamboo into thin pieces. It didn't take long for a paper fan to appear in Xie Xing's hand.

"Brother Xing, this is a fan, can it be folded?" Ding Qiu looked at the fan in Xie Xing's hand in a daze, he didn't know what to do with this thing, and it wasn't very hot now.

Xie Xing smiled and said, "This thing will be useful tomorrow, it's called flickering, do you know?"

"Can it be folded?" Ding Qiu looked at this paper fan and didn't know what he was thinking, it was obviously a paper fan, and Brother Xing wanted to say that it was a flicker.

Xie Xing waited for the paste to dry, then tried it a few times, and said with great satisfaction: "You are very talented, just call it fooling, now it's just a few words missing, let's go, Xiaoqiu, let's go to a paper and ink shop to borrow a pen and write a few words." "He originally meant to fool others with a paper fan tomorrow, but he didn't expect the ball to be called 'flickering' directly.

Bao Yanxuan, Xie Xing saw these big characters, and immediately walked in with a small ball. At first glance, it is a place that sells all kinds of pen and ink inkstones.

Seeing Xie Xing and Ding Qiu walking in, an old man in his fifties and sixties in the store immediately stood up, "What do you two want?"

Of course, Xie Xing didn't want to waste any more money because of buying pen and ink, and besides, it was useless to buy this thing and put it on his body. He just wanted to write a few words.

"That's right, boss, oh, shopkeeper, I want to borrow your pen to write a few words, I don't know if it's possible, if you want, I can give a few copper coins. Xie Xing blocked a few signs on the knee of his western denim suit out of the counter, so as not to let the old man see something.

This old man looked like the kind of old Confucian who was very polite to scholars, and immediately said after listening to Xie Xing's words: "Scholars write a few words, where do you need money." Come, come, come with me. ”

Saying that, the old man politely led Xie Xing and Ding Qiu to a wooden table on the side, which was already full of all kinds of pen and ink inkstones, and at first glance it was a place for others to try pen and ink.

Xie Xing took out the paper fan, pulled it open and put it on the table, and asked Ding Qiu to help hold the paper fan. Xie Xing picked up the brush and wrote a few words on a piece of waste paper next to him, feeling that his skills were still there.

Immediately, on the top of the fan, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced to write four thin gold characters 'rare and confused', although he had not used a brush for a long time, but Xie Xing's foundation for the first prize in the university calligraphy competition that year had not been dropped.

Although these four words are not as good as when they were back then, Xie Xing is still satisfied, after all, he hasn't written for a long time. After thinking about it, when the ink dried a little, Xie Xing wrote a poem "Qingyu Case" on the reverse side of the fan, and then put the pen down.

Drying the ink on the fan, then carefully closing the fan, turning his head to look at the shopkeeper, and was about to thank him, but saw the old man staring at the paper fan in Xie Xing's hand.

Xie Xing was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Thank you, my father-in-law, for borrowing me a pen and paper, and I will leave." ”

"Good words, good poems, 'the crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was there, and the lights were dim 'Good, good, good ......" The old man said a few good words in a row, only to find that Xie Xing was leaving, and hurriedly pulled Xie Xing and said: "Little brother was so good just now, can you write one and give it to the old man." ”

After speaking, he kept rubbing his hands, obviously embarrassed, if he didn't really like Xie Xing's handwriting and that good poem, he really wouldn't have said this.

Xie Xing was stunned, and said in his heart that it was just such a trivial matter, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, bring the paper." ”

The old man took a piece of paper, looked at Xie Xing nervously, and said, "Can you just write the one just now?"

Xie Xing laughed and said, "Don't worry, I have countless poems like this in my stomach. ”

After speaking, Xie Xing wrote urgently: "When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for wine." I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world!"

Xie Xing only wrote the first half of the que, and then he didn't write again, and after he finished writing, he put down the pen and looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "What does the shopkeeper think?"

"Okay, good, good, little brother is really a genius, this font, and such beautiful verses, I didn't expect that I can still see such beautiful words and poems when I am old. Wizard, genius......" Xie Xing saw that the old man was holding the pair of words he wrote, and hurriedly pulled the Ding ball away, otherwise when the old man woke up, let him write, when will it be a head.

"Brother Xing, although I don't know how to write, but the handwriting you just now is really good, how did I not know that you wrote so well before?"

"Cut, what is this, but you said that this font was not created by me, I have a little brother named Zhao Ji, this guy is a loser, and he will lose the family property, so he will leave this little thing. When I entered the city, I found a ruined temple outside the city, Xiaoqiu, let's go buy some food first, and deal with it in the ruined temple tonight. Xie Xing took Ding Qiu to buy a roast chicken while talking nonsense, plus dozens of steamed buns, and some miscellaneous food, and the only silver coin was almost spent.

An hour later, Xie Xing and Ding Qiu had already arrived at the ruined temple outside the city with a lot of food.

Xie Xing and Ding Qiu, who were crazy about eating dry food, where could they take care of any demeanor, and the two of them were even more back and forth, and in a blink of an eye, they ate the last piece of silver coin on their bodies.

Xie Xing burped and went out to wash his hands, and when he came back, he saw that Xiaoqiu was still cleaning up the things in the broken temple, and after thinking about it and asking: "Xiaoqiu, I didn't tell you and Wang Hu about my things last time, in fact, after I was injured on the battlefield last time, I can't remember a lot of things, can you remind me." ”

Xiaoqiu stared at Xie Xing in surprise and asked, "Could it be that your brain is injured?" But Brother Xing, I found that your brain seems to be much better than before. ”

Xie Xing exhaled depressedly and said: "My brain was hit on the battlefield, and some things were forgotten, especially the things in my family, I should have told you before, how can you say that a disciple of my family can come out to join the army?

Ding Qiu glanced at Xie Xing sympathetically and said, "Brother Xing, it seems that your head is indeed hit quite lightly, these are what you told me originally, and now you actually forget to be hungry." ”

Xie Xing immediately came to his senses when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Then you can tell me quickly." Although he knew that he was not popular in the family, he did not know why. Although I vaguely feel that the reason for my father is one, this should not be the main reason.

Ding Qiu sorted out his thoughts for a while before saying, "You said that four years ago, when you were fifteen years old, because of the family business that your grandfather helped you set for you when you were a child, you met your wife who didn't pass through the door. ”

"Then what's the matter?" Xie Xing heard it, could it be that my virginity was lost that time? But this thing can't be seen.

Ding Qiu ignored Xie Xing's impatience, and said slowly: "Didn't you say that you were yin because of that meeting?" At that time, it was the girl from the Ning family who asked you, but later said that you were going to be rude to that girl, but of course you were beaten up, and then rushed to the grass hut where no one in your Xie family lived, and there was no monthly money. You also said that if it wasn't for your cousin Xie Ru that time, you would have died. ”

"My little slim body can insult other women? This is fucking hilarious, if it was four years ago, it wouldn't have been smaller. Xie Xing raised his thin arm and wanted to cry without tears, and said in his heart that I was really fucking wronged more than Dou E.

"Yes, you also said that you were wronged at the time. Ding Qiu said innocently.