In the early morning, the vigor is heavy, the fog is misty, when the first ray of sunlight spills into the apricot blossom lane, the trees are pink and white as if draped with a layer of gold yarn, as if it is a wedding dress inlaid with gold thread, for which the world is paved with ten miles of red makeup.

At the door of the house under the apricot blossom tree, young men and women do not enter the door, and sit on the steps one left and one right.

The two of them spoke and listened to each other, quietly, and occasionally passers-by cast curious glances, and any familiar diners would smile playfully, and at this time, the girl's cheeks were like ripe red apricots, which was intriguing.

But it is more delicate than the pink and white apricot blossom behind him that comes out of the wall to make spring.

Briefly told the past that I didn't know much about being an insider, and contrary to the expectations of the night watch, the girl who had been selling apricot blossoms in the alley for several years was not entangled in the misery of the family leaving one after another on that day, and even the sadness on her face flashed.

seemed to be able to think of the appearance of the sister and brother at that time, and the corners of the girl's mouth twitched, revealing two light pear vortices, a little intoxicating.

"You and your second sister are hiding in the soup pot and going out of the city?"

When I thought of this method, which even I felt a little disgusting, it naturally attracted a reprimand from Ye Yao, and Ye San also smiled bitterly, but the matter was so serious that my sister said, in order to hide out of the city and leave this right and wrong, out of sight and out of mind, I could only endure it for a while, and now I remembered the original way to get out, Ye San pouted and said: "Otherwise, I will be scolded for a long time when I go out of the city." ”

"Oh."

After a brief pause, Su Liubai did not continue and remained silent.

Only then did I realize that it seemed that I had been talking all the time just now, roughly talking about the two days and nights three years ago, and the night three seemed to not know what to say again, and for a while, this small world was suddenly a little silent, slightly embarrassing.

No longer like the old day when there is nothing to do will go to the night three watches, and never look at the stubbornness of the big door and not out of the second door, even if it is with the night is not idle gossip daughter boudoir private words, now it is more like a girl who is just about to go out of the cabinet, it seems very cowardly, occasionally pedestrians pass by, the girl bows her head gently, and the atmosphere is very delicate.

Su Liubai suddenly raised his head, "Why don't you continue to speak?" ”

Ye San was even more slightly stunned, just "ah".

Turning his head to look at this Yejia Saburo who no longer needs to be called the third son, and can meet without any reason, Su Liubai smiled lightly, and a pair of pear vortex were full of smiles for a moment.

"I want to hear the third brother tell me about where you and the second sister have gone in the past three years."

It's not like the "second sister" just now can make Ye Sangen have any other thoughts, but now this "third brother" makes Ye San feel that he has lost something in his heart.

It's a wonderful feeling, that is, like my mother smiled and let go in her arms, and it seems that I can't find Zhuang Yuan on the mountain, and it seems that I know that my sister was kidnapped not long ago and is helpless, and I am not very good at expressing emotions and is also not very good at understanding the complex, and I don't know how to deal with this scene at this time.

Signaling Ye Sangen to squeeze out a very ugly smile, he didn't follow Su Liubai to speak, and said without words: "I went back to Panshan yesterday, I heard my father say, he accepted you as a goddaughter?" ”

didn't continue to ask the question just now, Su Liubai nodded, "Godfather said that when I sent you home, I didn't have time to thank me." ”

Speaking of this, the obviously red girl's eyes wandered to the side, "Godfather also takes pity on me, afraid that I will be angry outside alone, so he will accept me as his goddaughter, and give me this house to live in, and also find someone to repair the house in the capital, the godfather is very good." ”

"What's good." Ye San rolled his eyes, "Isn't this revealing your scars?" ”

The daughter was delicate, and naturally heard that she was putting herself in her own shoes, Su Liubai pursed her lips and chuckled, bowed her head and said nothing.

Silence fell again.

"But it's also very good, my father and my mother said that they would have enough ten children, the elder sister is zero, Linling, the eldest sister is one, Jiazi, the second sister is well-known, I am the third, and the fourth and fifth, I am convinced, it just so happens that your name is a six, isn't this the will of God."

Ye San, who broke the silence, obviously had nothing to say, and in exchange for the other party's soft "um", he was quiet again.

I don't know what to talk about this night, but I really can't talk about the three years of traveling with my sister outside, how to say that the Su family died unjustly and tragically, and he and Ye Yao just left, and how the aftermath is still after coming back, I heard my father mention it yesterday, and Ye San always felt that what he did was a little beginningless and endless.

Peeking at the girl who just looked down at her toes, Ye Sangen felt for the first time that his mouth was really stupid.

simply got up directly, and Ye San was just about to speak, but it happened that Su Liubai was about to speak, and he looked at each other with one eye, which was an embarrassed smile, which was even more subtle.

Ye San dodged slightly, "What are you going to say?" ”

Lowering his head and kneading the corners of his clothes again, Su Liubai's voice was as thin as a mosquito fly, "No... It's nothing. ”

Looking at the girl whose ears were as red as the morning glow, Ye Sangen didn't care anymore and asked, "Do you know Ding Daigou?" ”

"Who?"

Su Liubai's surprise was obviously an unfamiliarity with the name.

also felt that he was asking too much, and Ye San shook his head and said, "It's okay." I'm going to run some errands, are you going home or back to the mountains? ”

The girl who was wearing a goose yellow dress and looked even more red and tender said softly: "I went to the mountains last night, and I came back this morning to pick up some apricot blossoms for my godfather and Sister Ling to make cakes." ”

Ye Sangen walked down the steps, "Then you are busy first, I will finish my errands and take the second sister home." ”

"Hmm."

There was no follow-up again, and Ye Sangen turned his head and smiled at the girl who was not looking at him, and walked away.

Listening to the footsteps walking away, the girl with a pair of shallow dimples planted on her cheeks in the morning glow looked up.

It's good to wait until you, you don't hide from me, talk to me, it's the best.

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The grass grows and the warbler flies, the flowers are bright and the willows are beautiful, and the spring is full of joy, this piece of great rivers and mountains.

On the official road outside the Mingde Gate, there is a head in front of the road to open the road of the runner holding a yellow background black character "Zhao" flag, at this time close to the capital, nervous all the way to the dart team The pace is obviously much slack, together with the pedestrians who are rushing along the way also slowed down.

Dressed in a patched yellow robe, behind a large gourd that is more than one person tall, the monk with crooked hair and a monk's hat is fanning a dilapidated pu fan with few leaves in the scorching summer season, in fact, it really can't fan a trace of cool breeze, and it is also embellished at the end of the line, drunk and swaying.

Ignoring the appearance of a dozen or twenty people in his group avoiding him as if hiding from monsters, the bearded monk was chattering.

"One Zen and one Zen, how did the hell get into such an empty door."

"Others practice sticks and teach Buddhism, why did they become fortune tellers when they got here?"

"Master, Master, what did your old man do at the beginning, what kind of monk did it, so I have to be a monk."

"It's a fortune teller."

The long-haired monk added indignantly, and then took out a braised chicken from his arms that he had begged from the town in front of him this morning, and bit the head of the chicken fiercely, chewing crunchy with bones.

"Even if you become a Taoist priest, at least I can believe it to fortune tellers."

Picking off the gourd that was almost human-high, he raised his head and poured wine, and drank a few sips, still unsatisfied.

It is naturally difficult to pay attention to the peers who avoid it, and the monks who do not abide by the rules and do not follow the precepts and cultivate the head of Tuo Zen have several large gulps of wine, but they have not sprinkled half a drop to their mouths.

"Alas, it's hard to be a monk, and it's not easy to make any money."

"It's not like I stole a braised chicken and was chased for half an hour!"

"Mida Buddha, the scholar is called plagiarism, and the monk is called borrowing."

"Sins and sins, the monk will pay back, the monk will pay back."

The crazy monk muttered to himself, and occasionally one or two companions who walked slowly heard his vague self-talk and deliberately avoided it.

Looking at the big city that was already close in front of him, the monk was even more angry, holding the wine gourd, and venting his grievances at the braised chicken.

"Alas, I can think that in the past few days, I have relied on fortune-telling to eat, and none of them believe me, what kind of vision."

"Oh, it's only been a few years of eating and drinking, how can the world be so changeable, it's really unexpected for the monk."

"It's not a good mix."

The long-haired monk looked up to the sky and sighed, but he was chewing chicken in his mouth, with a big tongue, and his swallowing was unknown.

seemed to have thought of something, even after eating such a gluttonous delicacy, the hair-growing monk was still drooling.

"Hey, hey."

Raising his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, this kind of movement and expression startled the few people who were closer to him.

Pouring wine hard, as if to suppress the gluttony, the hair-growing monk sighed and said with a sad face: "Old monk, don't give up the best egg fried rice, run away, just to give you face, I hope you can also give me face." ”

The long-haired monk swallowed his saliva, and said hatefully: "I've offended all the rice partners, if you can't mix here, Lao Tzu will eat you poor in the Sage Temple!" ”

This great monk of a Zen temple who has been passed down from generation to generation and who has been enlightened all his life has been drooling again.

Two flowers bloomed, and at the same time, a hundred miles to the southeast, in the green mud post.

"Mother, why don't you eat? - Mother, eat. ”

The girl with thick braids screamed hard at the end, which startled the charming woman opposite, and yelled and scolded regardless of the occasion: "What is the name of the dead girl, the old lady is not deaf!" ”

"Then why don't you eat it?"

"The old lady is not hungry."

"Mother, do you want to be a great monk again."

"Think of a fart! After eating my wife for seven or eight years, I didn't let go of my farts and threw away a few ingots of silver? The egg fried rice made by the old lady has to be paid according to the price, why didn't he give it. ”

"Mother, that's fifty taels of silver."

"Neither can the official bank! The old lady eats and drinks three times a day, so that he can have a shelter from the wind and rain in the store, how can fifty taels be enough? A hundred taels is not enough! ”

"Mother, you are a little excessive, the great monk washes vegetables and dishes every day, carries water and washes rice, and he doesn't have such a way to do it as a long-term worker."

"That's what he willed!"

"You're a little..."

"Shut up! I'm your mother, you don't turn your elbow towards me, he's your son! ”

"Look at my mother's distraction at every turn these days, I think it's fast."

In the most corner of the post house, the charming woman with a necklace and a headscarf raised her hand to give the little girl with a long braided braid, which caused the little girl to say "ouch".

"If you give the old lady such nonsense again, I'll sew your mouth shut." Then he slapped the table and scolded angrily, "Eat! ”

The movement of this table disturbed the surroundings, some of the resting caravans or passers-by from afar all looked sideways, their faces were displeased, and a few deep-eyed and high-nosed Hu merchants with faces different from those of the Central Plains were already speaking in a stiff official language of the Great Zhou Dynasty to rebuke this noisy noise regardless of time and place.

It's just that the huge post house, where the Great Zhou Guanyi is located at the first level, is the busiest at noon, and He Sanjin, the post chief of the Jiupin Sesame Official, dragged his chubby body and couldn't stay idle, and before he understood what was going on, the charming woman over there had already responded to these dissatisfactions.

This is on the edge of the Slender West Lake in Yangzhou and the prince and the prince of the current dynasty to share Xu Yuan, even the Son of Heaven has to eat according to the price, only selling one egg fried rice The proprietress of the willow eyebrows is upside down, Teng stood up, stepped on the bench with one foot At the same time, he returned his hand from the cowhide bag on his waist that had never been untied and familiarly touched out a round-headed civil and military chopping knife, and the uneven pattern on the knife surface was sparkling.

A "ding" sound was nailed to the table in front of him.

The little girl with long braids lowered her head and hurriedly picked up the rice, although the steamed here was really not as delicious as at home.

This widow is very angry, "Shut up the old lady!" ”

There was silence in the post house for an instant, and after nearly two breaths, only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding.

She smiled suddenly.

"Good daughter, if you really have a cheap monk father, it's also very good to think about."