As soon as the heavy rain stopped, it was a sunny day.

The rainbow hung in the sky for a long time.

After that, it was a few days of sunny days, getting hotter and hotter day by day, and the sound of cicadas also came out unconsciously after the rain, at first only the stars, and then they became a piece, and between the noise, the whole sun was also bathed in the bright sun, which was already the feeling of summer.

Song You sat alone under the eaves, the sound of cicadas made people feel quiet, the sun was too big, and he was sleepy in the afternoon, the whole sun seemed to have become an empty city, and he was the only one sitting here.

The courtyard is no longer desolate when it first came last year—

Verbena and cattail are luxuriant, sour eggplant grows along the wall, with small green or red lanterns, which look quite ornamental, and the chili pepper grows a row on the other side, at this time just blooming a small flower, like a starry dot, and the open space is planted with some shallots, faintly with butterflies the size of a fingernail flying in it.

Fortunately, Sanhua Niangniang went out with her own manuscript to publish the book, if she was still in the yard, I am afraid that few would be able to escape.

As soon as I thought of this, I heard a movement.

"Click......

The wooden bolt of the wooden door fell automatically.

Then there was a "squeak", and the courtyard door opened.

The little girl walked in with a blanket on her shoulder.

The girl still had no expression on her face, but her eyes were very bright, her steps were a little brisk, and her head shook slightly when she walked, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.

Strangely looking at the Taoist sitting under the eaves, she walked over with a blanket on her shoulder.

"I'm back!"

"Is Sanhua Niangniang still going well?" The Taoist raised his eyes to look at her.

"Sanhua Niangniang is going well!" The girl replied, "Congratulations to the three flower girls! ”

"Congratulations to Sanhua Niangniang."

"That Liao said that Sanhua Niangniang wrote very well......"

"Thank you, Taoist."

"Huh?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and turned her head to look at the Taoist priest.

I was stunned for a moment before I spoke: "Thank you, Taoist priest......"

"You're welcome."

"You...... You ......"

"That Liao said that Sanhua Niangniang wrote very well." Song You was still sitting cross-legged under the eaves, like a master of cultivation, looking up at the girl, and said lightly, "Sanhua Niangniang continued. ”

"That Liao said that Sanhua Niangniang wrote very well, very interesting, and it was very happy to read, so he promised to help Sanhua Niangniang print it and sell it for money." The little girl said, lowered her head again, put her hand into the coat and took out three pieces of honeycomb silver, and showed them to the Taoist priest, "I also gave Sanhua Niangniang money, saying that I bought it from Sanhua Niangniang." ”

"Then the elixir I gave to Sanhua Niangniang, did Sanhua Niangniang give it to them?"

"I gave it to them, and they said thank you."

"Got it."

Song You nodded lightly and sat still.

The little girl put the money away.

Song You, the travelogue written by Sanhua Niangniang, has read it, and has only read one page of the manuscript, and it is a page specially selected by Sanhua Niangniang to show him, and nothing else will be shown to him.

It is the personal experience of the Sanhua Niangniang who went to sea to see and hear, and this personal experience is wonderful and interesting, without the embellishment of imagination, just write it down truthfully, it is a good wonderful story. It's just that the same story will have different flavors when written by different people, not only depending on the ability, but also whether the style is suitable or not.

As far as he is concerned, Sanhua Niangniang writes very well, and her writing is childish, but there is a childlike interest.

And in addition to childlike fun, there is another strange fun.

It's that cats and people have different perspectives, different concerns, and different ideas, and it is often unexpected that she will write like this, her focus will be on this, and her thinking will jump so much.

It's a pity that I only read that page.

However, a good story is a good story, and in these years, the vast majority of people publish books that are not profitable.

In most cases, only a few well-known literati are specially invited to write poems and write lyrics, and others will give some "polishing pens" to express their gratitude. In addition, few people earn money by writing books. The author is either for the sake of fame, or for the transmission of knowledge, or for the sake of ideals and ambitions, or simply for fun.

The Liao family should have remembered the kindness of Sanhua Niangniang, so they gave the pen fee.

said that it was a manuscript to buy, but in fact, even the amount was as much as half of the money for catching demons and exorcism from Sanhua Niangniang's last time, but it was actually the other half.

Song You had already expected it, so he used a wisp of Lichun spiritual power in the early years to turn into a pill, asked Sanhua Niangniang to bring it over, and asked them to turn water into water to drink, to make up for the vitality and yang energy that was absorbed by Jin Toad before, and it could be regarded as making up for the pen fee they specially gave to Sanhua Niangniang, and it was not owed to them.

"Why doesn't Sanhua Niangniang let me accompany Sanhua Niangniang?" The Taoist looked up at her, "Why are you so unwilling to let me see what Sanhua Niangniang wrote?" ”

"Hmm......"

The little girl turns her head to look at Fluttershy, who is not far away from the pepper bushes.

The look and posture were exactly the same as those of a cat that pretended not to hear people.

"But since Sanhua Niangniang has published a book, if the book sells well and circulates in the world, even if she doesn't come to Yangdu in the future, she will buy Sanhua Niangniang's book in Yidu."

"Don't buy it!"

"We'll see it eventually."

"Don't look."

"Could it be that Sanhua Niangniang wrote a lot of things about me in the book, so she was so afraid that I would see it?"

“！”

The little girl was suddenly vigilant.

This man is so good!

"Guess right?"

“……”

The little girl continued to look at him warily.

"It seems so."

“……”

The little girl looked around, put the money back into the blanket, said to herself that it was enough for us to use it for a long time, and then said that she wanted to put it back in the quilt bag, and then walked back with the blanket on her own shoulder, and walked back to the bedroom.

The footsteps are soft, getting farther and farther away.

“……”

Song You shook his head, smiled slightly, and said without looking back: "In this case, Sanhua Niangniang pack up her things, and we will leave tomorrow." ”

The sound is also as big as usual.

"Got it......"

A response came from far behind him.

Song You sat down for a while, then got up and went back to pack up with Sanhua Niangniang.

I don't have much to pack up my own things, anyway, I'm used to wandering the rivers and lakes, and I'm already very skilled in packing things, and it won't take long to put them all away. However, Ye Xinrong's ancestral house and the original things in the house had to be cleaned up and put away in the easiest way to store them.

Sanhua Niangniang also went to pick all the sour eggplants, washed and dried them, and put them in the small pot she usually carried.

The pepper was blooming, and Song You didn't care about it.

The vines of the sour eggplant were not plucked either.

Ye Xinrong should be back this year. When he returns, he may be able to see the sour eggplant and chili pepper in the courtyard, these two crops have not yet been transmitted to the Yangzhou area, and the ones planted in the courtyard are often moistened by the swallow's wood spirit method, with strong vitality, and they also absorb enough aura, which is counted as a thank you gift left by Song You to him.

However, the verbena and cattail were all cleared so that they would not grow into weeds and grow everywhere.

The next morning, the group had packed up.

Song You stood at the door with a cane, and the jujube red horse behind him was carrying a bulging quilt bag, on which hung the Sanhua Niangniang's coat, lantern fishing rod and hat, which looked quite big, but in fact it was not heavy.

Behind him was the three-flowered cat facing the door but turning his head to look at him, and the swallow was standing on the top of the rain eaves at the courtyard gate.

"Let's go."

Song You sighed and walked out with a cane.

The jujube red horse and the three-flowered cat all followed him, one stepped out of the door and was silent, and the other jumped over the threshold and looked behind frequently.

"Squeak."

The doors of the courtyard were closed.

Song You locked it, held the key, raised his hand, and the swallow flew over, took the key, and flew back to the yard.

Then there was the sound of moving the stone benches.

"Plop Plop ......"

The swallow quickly flew out.

At this time, the time is not early or late, the sun is slanting down, over the tile roof in front, leaving an oblique light on the white wall, and the fog is thick overnight, making the bluestone slab a little wet and slightly darker.

The alley is clean, but when you walk out of the alley, you will immediately see the lively Yangducheng Street.

Song You walked forward with the horse and walked along the river.

Walking through the bluestone street, I greeted the familiar teahouse shopkeepers, the neighbors I knew, and the Li family Liao family I met by chance one by one, walked across the painted stone bridge, and stepped on the Bliss God Brick.

The Taoist stopped on the bridge, watched the boats on the river below for a while, the green waves flowing, the wicker swaying, the white-clothed boy stood on the bow of the boat waving a fan to enjoy the scenery on both sides of the strait, and the graceful and beautiful pipa girl held the piano behind her and played a euphemistic tune, not to mention anything else, this picture alone is beautiful.

It's a peaceful and prosperous world.

Several anglers under the bridge had already known Song You, and when they saw him carrying a horse, carrying a large bag and a small bag, and inserting a fishing rod commonly used by Sanhua Niangniang, he couldn't help but stretch his neck and wanted to say goodbye to the girl who often embarrassed them, but he didn't see any girl.

When everyone was puzzled, a small figure jumped from the bottom, jumped onto the stone bridge railing, stretched out its neck and stared at them.

Plush and fluffy, beautifully born, with three flowers.

Just like the tricolor garment.

The Taoist stood at the head of the bridge and bowed hands with them.

The cat raised its paws and beckoned.

The breeze blows the plum willows, and it is the time of parting in April.

The cat turned around and jumped.

The Taoist also took a step.

Walk off the bridge and slowly walk out of the city.

Lei Gong Temple has been built, and the green smoke is like a cloud.

During this time, the gods of the Thunder Department must be a little busy, but they are not busy in vain, there are many things to do, and there are many incense, and how well things are done, how pious the incense is.

Approximately equal to a thriving business.

Zhou Leigong should thank himself.

Song You thought so, but his footsteps didn't stop, and his eyes kept looking left and right.

The pot-bellied official on the left sits in a sedan chair, holding a tray in one hand and a snack in the other, eating carefully. The coolie on the right was shirtless, covered in skin and bones, carrying a sack and sweating profusely, and his back was red and black and ulcerated, not knowing whether it was sunburned or ground by the sack.

There are gorgeously dressed young masters running and playing on the street, and there are also unclothed children huddled in silence on the street corner.

The Taoist strolled through the streets.

What a peaceful and prosperous world.

(End of chapter)