Chapter Eighty-Six: Bittersweet Remembrance

"I ......" Wang Jiajia blushed and glanced at me timidly: "Sister Mu didn't let me say it, she said it...... If I tell you the truth, I'm afraid you'll be angry. ”

This girl, I'm in a hurry!

I rested the burden on my shoulders, took off the iron bucket she had picked up, and then grabbed her shoulders with both hands: "Say! I'm not angry. ”

"I ...... I once went to find Sister Warm Heart and talked about your love for me, and I felt sad, and I happened to be bumped into by Sister Mu. She said...... She said that she is the best at dealing with men, and she promises to ...... As long as I listen to her arrangement, I promise to take care of you to death. ”

I looked at the woman in front of me in amazement, and I didn't know when I had become a prey in her eyes, and I was being led into a trap by their calculations.

"So you've discussed how to deal with me?" I asked, pretending to be relaxed.

Sister Mu said that some men are just ...... It's cheap, if you keep being kind to him, he will get bored.

Only by doing a good job of yourself and making yourself more independent will naturally not be a bad suitor. I've told you this beforeβ€”β€”β€” flowers bloom and butterflies come naturally.

Sister Mu said to ignore him for a while, and then carefully observe his reaction:

If he is indifferent, it means that he really has no feelings for you, and there is no need to waste time on him.

If he wants to be close to you in turn, it means that he still cares about you in his heart, but he didn't know it himself.

At this time, continue to snub him, and then, occasionally give him a little sweetness, behave like a detached, and let him suffer from gains and losses. ”

Wang Jiajia's voice became smaller and quieter, but I heard it really well. It turned out that Wang Jiajia's various performances these days were all Mu Niangzi's behind-the-scenes advice, and only me, unaware, was dizzy by her.

"I see." I couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm sorry, Brother Jianghu, I ...... I don't think it's good, I shouldn't play tricks on you, if you are angry, it's okay to beat me and scold me, but ......" Wang Jiajia covered her mouth with her hand and sobbed: "I'm sorry...... I really like you...... I...... I want to try it and see if I can make you like me too. ”

Looking at the woman crying in front of me, I only felt a pang of distress. She wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve indiscriminately, her original delicate makeup was all gone, and even the scar was restored to its original color.

"Fool!" I hugged her into my arms: "Congratulations, you have succeeded in this plot." ”

"Brother Jianghu...... What did you say? ”

"Hehe, don't cry, I'm not angry, I don't blame you, I want to thank you: thank you for letting me discover who I really like, thank you for always liking me......"

I comforted, my nose ached, and tears followed. I know it's embarrassing for a big man to cry, but I can't hold back it for a while. Because in front of her, I can show my instinctive side to the fullest, we are childhood sweethearts, my troubles, what has she never seen?

After a few moments, we parted, looking at each other, tears and smiles on our faces mingling.

"Is it cold? Let's go back first. I took her hand and took two hot breaths and shoved the hand stove in my arms into her hand.

"Brother Jianghu." Wang Jiajia exclaimed sweetly.

I put the two burdens on my shoulders together, and took her hand with one free hand: "You just said to Lin Sheng, 'Qin Cha has sent a group of secret agents to sneak into Tubo', is that also what Mu Niangzi taught you?" ”

"Hmm. Last time I was outside the West City Gate, I mentioned that I don't know if the red-faced ghost head is taking it to heart, so I'll give him a wake-up call again today. ”

"That'...... Did Xiao Mu really arrange for someone to do the internal response? ”

Wang Jiajia shook her head: "I don't know about this." ”

I was puzzled again: "Since Mu Niangzi knows that Lin Sheng is a ghost-faced person, why didn't she tell Xiao Mu?" ”

Wang Jiajia thought for a while: "Why do you think Sister Mu didn't report it?" Maybe Xiao Mu already knew, but there was no definite evidence, so let's take a closer look. ”

"Well, it's possible." I nodded, and suddenly felt that Wang Jiajia had really changed a lot, I used to always scold him for being a stupid girl, but now it seems that she is still quite smart.

The journey was hard, but there were people to accompany me, talk and laugh, but I didn't feel too cold, too tired and too difficult to walk.

When they arrived at the door of their house, Wang Jiajia had a lock on the door of their courtyard, at this hour, could it be that there was something wrong with the Assassin's Mansion?

Wang Jiajia touched her body: "I seem to have forgotten the key." ”

"Go to my house."

After walking ten steps forward, Wang Jiajia pushed the door and pouted again: "It's locked inside." ”

I put down my burden and pushed the door: "What is my mother doing?" What door is tied before it gets dark? Auntie! Auntie! I am back! ”

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and the door finally opened, but it was Wang Fatzi who opened the door. He was wearing a brand new winter coat, his hair was a little messy, and the beard that had grown around his lips was very clean.

"Oh, the rivers and lakes are back." He glanced at me, blushed, and quickly bent down to pick up the burden on the ground: "Come in quickly, go inside, it's cold outside, and there's a fire in the house." ”

"Yes, Master." I answered.

"Why is Aya here? I thought you weren't back at the palace. Wang Jiajia asked, helping me put the burden under the eaves.

"Hehe, it's cold today, it's nothing, I've been back a long time ago. Your mother made me a new dress and tried it on. ”

"Jianghu and Jiajia are back." A-Niang also came out, and her face was also flushed, it should be because she had been roasting for a long time.

"Mother." Wang Jiajia still greeted affectionately.

"It's too cold today, there are few people going out, if it weren't for Liu Jiabao's help, I would almost not be able to sell out."

As I spoke, I entered the house, only to see a few pieces of charcoal burning in the brazier in the hall with the last of their warmth, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Wang Fatzi also noticed this scene, quickly opened the lid on the jar next to him, took out some new charcoal with tongs, carefully added it, and blew it a few times, and the red flames finally rushed up.

Wang Jiajia and I glanced at each other, sat by the fire and roasted our hands. I just felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the room.

After Wang Jiajia finished talking about what Liu Jiabao helped us through. Ah Niang brought more than a dozen taro, buried them in the charcoal ash next to each other, and then put an iron tripod on the charcoal fire and put a pot on it.

"What are you cooking?" I asked, lifting the lid and seeing that it was just a pot of water.

"I only know how to eat every day!" A-Niang slapped me on the hand and re-covered the pot: "Our family is pretty good, although we don't have big fish and meat every meal, but we can also guarantee three meals a day, unlike some people's families, who only eat two meals a day." ”

"A-Niang said recently. Since I took over the tofu stall, I have more ways to make money, so I have eaten a few full meals on order.

In the past, our family also had two meals a day, and we were busy for a while in the morning, and we were willing to buy something to eat when we were going to sell the goods on the street for a while or when they were sold out, and then we were busy again, and we didn't have dinner until it was almost dark, and we fell asleep when we were hungry. ”

I sighed, looking around at the newly built wall, and suddenly felt that in just over half a year, my family has really changed enough.

"Hehe, I remember that in the past, Brother Jianghu always liked to run in the wilderness. In the spring, I went to the bamboo forest outside the west city to break bamboo shoots, in the summer I went to the river to fish and touch the shrimp, in the autumn I went to the mountains to look for wild fruits, and in the winter I put on a few bamboo baskets to catch game. Hehe, anyway, there is a way to find food all year round. Wang Jiajia laughed, her bright eyes like twinkling stars in the firelight.

Thinking of the hard days in the past, I also smiled: "You said me, when did you not go?" When did you not eat what I looked for? ”

A-Niang added a few more pieces of charcoal: "Okay, you two, you have basically never made you suffer since you were a child."

I remember when I was a child, there was a famine one year, and the surplus food at home was all eaten, so my mother went to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and cook a big pot with chaff.

Some people can't even dig up wild vegetables, and they can cook and eat any bark or grass roots.

Hey, now that I think about it, I really don't know how I got through those days. ”

"Yes, you are living a fairy life now, we can catch up, and we can enjoy the happiness with it. I just hope that it will always be such a peaceful and stable day, and I hope that the war will not burn to our Xiangzhou. Wang Fatzi also sighed.

"It's good, it's worrying here again!" Ah Niang turned him by an elbow: "Isn't there a Qincha?" How could you let the Tibetans call? ”

"Chincha...... Hey, speaking of which, I haven't seen Chin Cha for a few days. The kid...... Eh, Xiao Mu, what has he been busy with lately? Let's ......" Wang Fatzi leaned over to the door and looked at it, and then said: "We are also Tianyan secret agents, so why don't you arrange some tasks for us?" ”

Wang Jiajia picked up a branch and poked it to play with charcoal, and couldn't help laughing: "Didn't Brother Jianghu arrange a task for you?" It's your own incompetence that you haven't found valuable clues. ”

"I ...... Wang Fatzi frowned: "You mean that I was asked to check the matter of the main book a few days ago?" That...... So how do I check it? I was a little assassin and went to the county office to check the identity of the main book? What's this called? If he really has a problem, wouldn't he be a surprise? ”

I nodded approvingly: "Master is right, this matter is really urgent, we must investigate it slowly." ”

"You mean to say...... Is there really something wrong with him? ”

"Well, I can be 80% sure that Lin Sheng, the chief secretary of the county government, is the red-faced ghost who kidnapped Jiajia half a month ago."

"How can it be reasonable, even my king's fat man's daughter dares to move, he is tired of life." Wang Fatzi slapped his thigh, his lips trembled, and he hurt himself.

The four of them exchanged casually again, and the sky finally darkened. Wang Fatzi's father and daughter didn't mention going home, probably thinking about the food under the fire.

A trace of heat came out of the crack in the lid, and then the heat became more and more, and the lid rattled.

Ah Niang opened the lid of the pot, saw that the water in the pot was boiling, and brought a bowl of mixed thin batter and a colander from the kitchen. She put the colander on the surface of the water, poured the batter into the colander, and then shook it upside down, and the drops of batter fell into the boiling water from the small hole, and instantly solidified, like a cicada chrysalis scurrying around.

"Go, get the bowl!" Auntie kicked my feet.

"Oh."

I came over with four bowls, the pimple soup in the pot has been cooked, one person has a big bowl, drink a mouthful of hot soup, the whole person warms up, and then eat a mouthful of gnocchi, fragrant and moist, very chewy. Dig out the taro in the hot ash, suddenly the aroma is tangy, peel off and take a bite, soft and fragrant, making people feel happy.

Such a simple dinner, because of the company of relatives, is also full of laughter and joy.