...... in the middle of the night Before the rooster crowed, Sang Sang quietly got up, put on the slightly wide maid's dress, put on the little cotton shoes that were already a little old, and pushed the door out of the bedroom and into the patio.

She wiped the snow off the edge of the well, began to fetch water to fill the water tank in the stove room, and neatly stacked the wood that had been chopped the day before yesterday under the corner, then she picked up the broom and walked to the front bunk, swept the floor clean, and then began to wipe the table, cleaned up the scattered pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on the table, and squatted by the door of the shop to carefully check if there was any problem.

These are all things she usually does every day, but today she is more focused and serious, and everything is done well, the eastern sky has faintly revealed a few traces of morning light, she squinted at the sky, walked out of the old pen and went to the alley to buy two bowls of hot and sour noodle soup.

Sitting at the table and quietly eating her own hot and sour noodle soup, and then washing her own bowl, Sang Sang walked back to the bedroom and began to pack her own clothes, she took out the box from under the bed, divided the thick silver tickets inside into two identical stacks, and took the stack she thought belonged to her into her arms.

She walked to the side of the kang and looked at Ning Que who was still sleeping soundly, her thin brows slowly curtailed, she kept a frowning posture and looked at him seriously for a long time, and then picked up her bags and left, without any hesitation.

The door of the old pen shop opened.

The door of the old pen shop was closed.

Because of the relationship she had repaired a few days ago, the shop door did not make any noise and did not alarm anyone.

She carried her bags on her back, and left in silence, and her thin figure disappeared into the forty-seventh lane, where the night and morning light met, and never appeared again, as if she had never been there before.

In the morning light, the university scholar's mansion was quiet, the dark and heavy door was closed, the servants sweeping the floor outside the gate deliberately controlled the sound of the broom rubbing against the ground, and the towering winter trees in the mansion were silent.

Sangsang walked to the door of the Scholar's Mansion with his bags on his back, said a few words to the wary servant, and then ignored him, frowned and walked to the closed door and began to knock.

I don't know if it's because today's love is not very good, but there is a lot of power in her small fist, which falls on the door of the heavy bachelor's mansion, making a dull loud bang, which sounds like the most exciting war drums.

The knock on the door like a war drum suddenly woke up the people in the Bachelor's Mansion, and there was a faint sound of scolding and displeasure behind the door, and the Diviner who was sweeping the floor outside the mansion was half frightened to death, and quickly ran behind Sang Sang, ready to drive away this wild girl who didn't know where she came from, but at this moment the door opened.

"Second housekeeper, I really didn't expect this wild girl to be so bold. He said with a sad face.

The sleepy-eyed second housekeeper rubbed his eyes, looked at the little maid in front of him with a displeased face, waved his hand and prepared to order someone to drive her to safety, but he suddenly felt that this little maid was a little familiar, and subconsciously rubbed his eyes again, and finally came to his senses, remembering the boiling incident in the house a few days ago.

"You...... You...... Are you ...... Small...... Little ......"

Because of the hurry to get up, Zeng Jing and his wife were both wearing civilian clothes, not to mention washing, and even their hair was a little messy, just looking at the little girl standing quietly in front of them, the mood of the two was even more chaotic.

Sang Sang tightened the package on his right shoulder, looked down at his small shoes that leaned out of his skirt, and said, "You said I was your daughter that day?"

Mrs. Zeng Jing nodded again and again, her face was full of surprise, if it wasn't for the scholar supporting her, I was afraid that she would have fainted happily on the ground at this time.

Sang Sang continued to look at the tips of his shoes, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "I listened to it when I was a child...... He told me about Tang Law, before getting married, my husband and mother have the responsibility of raising children, you asked me to move to the university scholar's mansion that day, if I want to fulfill the responsibilities stipulated by Tang Law, then can I move here?"

"Absolutely. Master Zeng Jing took her hand in surprise and said, "This is your home, of course you can come back to live." ”

Zeng Jing University Scholar looked at the black and thin little girl in front of him, and he couldn't help but have some doubts while being happy, thinking that he and his wife deigned to go to the shop that day to beg her to come back, but she didn't come back, saying that he wanted to live with his young master, as a scholar of the dynasty, of course he knew about Ning Que's movements after returning to Chang'an City, and wondered what happened to make her willing to come back to be her daughter.

After all, he was a scholar of the dynasty and an elder who paid attention to the majesty of his father, since Zeng Jing had already decided that Sang Sang was his daughter, he naturally asked directly if he had some doubts in his heart.

Sangsang raised his head, looked at the couple in front of him and said seriously: "I don't like him now, so I don't want to live with him." ”

Scholar Zeng Jing frowned slightly, remembering the queen's reminder to the husband and wife not to break off their relationship, and said after a moment of silence: "After all, you have been together for many years, not to mention the relationship between master and servant, there is always some mutual support in the past, even if you want to move back to the bachelor's mansion, it seems that you should also say hello to Ning Que." ”

Sang Sang glanced at him, suddenly turned around and walked towards the outside of the Bachelor's Mansion.

Mrs. Zeng Jing was shocked, hurriedly grabbed her, and said in a trembling voice, "What's the matter?"

Sang Sang looked at Scholar Zeng Jing quietly and did not speak.

Mrs. Zeng Jing was extremely flustered, glared at the scholar fiercely, and said angrily: "If you can't speak human words, don't talk nonsense, if you let my hard-working child disappear again, you beware that I'm not done with you!"

The bachelor's mansion has always respected his wife, although Zeng Jing didn't think there was anything wrong with his previous words, and he was even more annoyed that Sang Sang was ignoring his father so much, but he had no choice but to shut up under his wife's murderous gaze.

Sang Sang looked at Mrs. Zeng Jing and said, "I live with you, I don't want to live with him." ”

Mrs. Zeng Jing was overjoyed and said, "It's all up to you, I'll immediately let someone move all your father's things to the study." ”

Ning Que didn't see Sangsang after getting up, he put on a jacket and walked to the patio and shouted, and didn't hear Sangsang's answer, he stretched his waist and walked to the stove room to take a look, and found that Sangsang didn't make a fire or boil water, he couldn't help but shake his head, and when he walked to the front bunk, he saw the bowl of sourdough noodle soup on the table.

"How can I eat breakfast without brushing my teeth?"

He looked at the bowl of hot and sour noodle soup and frowned and thought, over the years, he has been used to having a pair of small hands to bring a bowl of water and toothbrush to him after getting up, and suddenly one day there is no one to serve him, and he feels a little unaccustomed.

"Even if you're in a hurry to go out and buy the first bowl of the freshest soup, you have to serve me to wash my face and brush my teeth before you go, well, something is wrong, the noodle soup has been bought, where did you go again, you dead girl?"

Ning Que sat at the table and ate hot and sour noodles, thinking about where Sang Sang had gone, and finally thinking that maybe her stingy habit had flare up again, and she had to go to the South Gate vegetable market to buy fresh vegetables picked up by farmers outside the city.

"It's worth it for an early morning to get two or three copper plates cheaper, and you have to run so far?"

After eating the hot and sour noodles, Ning Que laughed at someone, walked back to the backyard with a dirty bowl and threw the bowl to the stove at will, feeling a little sleepy, so he went to sleep for a while.

When it was dawn, he woke up again, rubbed his eyes, walked outside the house with his shoes on, and found that there was still no movement in the front bunk and the back yard, and couldn't help but shout in annoyance: "Where's the hot water?

No one answered him, and the front and back yards of the old pen shop were quiet.

Ning Que was stunned, and walked to the stove room to see that the dirty bowl was still resting on the edge of the stove, and the stove hole was still cold and smoking, there was no firewood, no fire, and naturally there was no hot water.

He walked to the patio wall, looked at the neatly stacked pile of fine firewood, shook his head and sighed twice, took a small pile of fine firewood and walked back to the stove room and began to make a fire and boil water.

Although he hadn't done housework for several years, after all, he had been in charge of the lives of the two of them in the previous years, so it was not difficult for him to make a fire and boil water, and it didn't take long for the water in the pot to start finding heat.

Ning Que looked at the heat on the pot, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

When the water was hot, he washed his face, and for some reason, he washed the dirty bowl on the edge of the stove.

If it was a weekday, he should go to the academy at this time, or go to Chang'an City to wander, but today he didn't go anywhere, but walked to the front bunk in silence, sat in his Taishi chair, looked at the polished tables and chairs, looked at the clean ground that was swept away without a speck of dust, and began to be in a daze.

He was silent at the table for a long time, the expression on his face stiffened, and from time to time people passed by in the alley, and when the figures were reflected in the door, he would raise his head, but no one pushed the door in.

No one pushed the door back.

Ning Que was silent all the time, and when it was almost noon, he suddenly got up, pushed open the door and walked out.

He went to Dongcheng Cheap Shop to buy a roast duck, and then went to the vegetable market to buy some green vegetables, and then returned to Laobizhai.

There was still no Sangsang in the shop, Ning Que was silent for a moment and then entered the stove room, picked up the spatula and fried two plates of green vegetables, steamed a pot of rice, peeled the roast duck and changed the knife, spread it beautifully on the plate, and then brought it to the front bunk table.

Two pairs of chopsticks, two bowls of steaming white rice, Fengwei's dishes.

Ning Que looked at the food on the table with satisfaction, put his hands on his knees, and then continued to wait.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one came back to eat.

It's still two pairs of chopsticks, but there is only one person, and the rice and vegetables are already cold.

Ning Que stared at the food on the table for a long time, then reached out and picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

However, I don't know why, his hands trembled a little, and he couldn't even hold a single green vegetable after clamping it for a long time.

He grabbed the chopsticks and wanted to throw them out, but he forcibly suppressed them and slowly put them on the table.

He suddenly got up, walked back to the backyard bedroom, lifted the bed board very roughly, took out the box, and poured all the contents of the box on the bed.

Looking at the fluttering silver tickets, he finally confirmed that she had left on her own.

Ning Que stretched out his hand expressionlessly and refolded those silver tickets into his arms, took out the Yuan Thirteen arrows that had been repaired the day before yesterday from the glove box in the corner of the wall and put them into the package, stuffed all the rune paper into his sleeves, picked up the firewood knife from the woodpile and inserted it into his waist, and finally put the big black umbrella on his back and walked out of the old pen house.

He knew that Sangsang should not be in any danger, but he knew that this would be the hardest battle he would face in his life, so he brought all the most important things with him, as if only in this way he could comfort himself that he would definitely be able to find the most important thing in his life.

If he can't find it, then he doesn't have to come back.

(That's all for today) (To be continued)