Chapter Ninety-One: I Don't Want to Be a White Lotus!
originally thought that Lu Xinyi would really put on an educational style, chanting and preaching like an old monk, but unexpectedly, she pointed to the small stove next to the stable.
"There is freshly stewed meat in the pot, and two pots of good wine, you go and get it, clean it up, and I'll change your clothes and take you to a good place!"
Zijing's eyes widened, but in a blink of an eye, his face showed joy, and he walked happily towards the stove.
When he finished the meat, he took out the two pots of wine, and when he turned around, he saw Xin Yi wearing a blue dress, although it was still coarse linen, but a plain shirt set off her slightly sweaty skin, and a few strands of broken hair that slipped out at random were attached to her sideburns, which was even more simple and unpretentious.
Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving.
The sky is getting dark, Lu Xinyi took Zijing to climb up the ladder from the back, and in a blink of an eye the two came to the roof, this Guogong Mansion is magnificent, the roof is towering and brand-new, and there are stone beasts squatting on the eaves all around, and the two of them sit on the ridge, fortunately, the house here in the stable is not as high as the atrium, and the slope of the roof has eased a lot.
Unfolded the meat, each holding a wine jug, and Lu Xinyi took out a piece of dog meat from his arms.
Zijing was surprised: "You are not ......"
Rolling her eyes, she said bluntly: "At first, I thought you were cruel and unreasonable, but then I thought, nature is the weak, what is wrong!" Everyone has their own pleasures, I don't like it, and I can't force you to not like it either. ”
Zijing looked at the dog meat: "I'm ...... I don't like to eat so much, mainly because you are preoccupied all day long, and I don't want you to be bound by something......"
Lu Xinyi suddenly raised his head, raised the wine jug and took a big sip, wiping the wine stains on his chin: "I have a lot of things to do, and it's not a responsibility, it's what my heart wants, it's all my willingness, and I'm willing to do it!" ”
Zijing put away the dog meat, raised the wine jug and said to Xin Yi: "Since you have no complaints and no regrets, I shouldn't force you to live according to my heart!" After this incident, I only hope that you and I can live happily and chic in the future! ”
The two of them gnawed on the lamb bones for a while, drank wine on side dishes, chatted about the world, and were so happy! Seeing the sunset hanging in the west, the silver hook in the sky, the stars hanging in the field, Zijing drunkenly arched his hand and said:
"Today is a lot of fun, I can't imagine that you little girl is quite good at talking!"
Xin Yi waved his hand and half-squinted: "You're not bad!" The Four Seas Demon Zhi is all rotten in your stomach, no wonder you win a hundred battles! If you're free another day, tell me the story of Qingqiu! ”
Zijing rolled his eyes hatefully: "You know Qingqiu!" Isn't it just a bit of a beautiful man, the beauty of a man is all in ......"
"The beauty of a man is all in the waist!" Lu Xinyi suddenly shouted, the wine jug in his hand fell to the ground at once, and he was about to slide down the ridge, Zijing immediately squatted down to catch the wine jug, and when he turned around, he saw a drunk face close at hand.
For a moment, only the sound of breathing and heartbeat was left in the air, so quiet that even the sound of the stars blinking could be heard.
Zijing swallowed his saliva, turned his face and said secretly:
"My waist is good, too!"
After this farewell, for a few days, Zi Kyoto did not come, and in a blink of an eye the third month's salary had been received, Xin Yi waited at the door every day, thinking about saying goodbye to this little friend before leaving, and waited for half a month before seeing him walking slowly in the afterglow of the sunset.
Only this time his steps were gentle, as if he had been seriously injured.
Lu Xinyi hurriedly greeted him, and as soon as he walked in, he immediately returned to normal, and said seriously:
"Why, I haven't seen my brother for a few days, I must miss my brother!"
Lu Xinyi saw that he was full of energy, and he didn't see anything abnormal when he looked left and right, so he took out the money bag from his waist and said:
"Puxin. A few days ago, the Japanese girl just got paid, how about you, how about you go out for a full meal? ”
He grinned and said, "The iron rooster also plucks its feathers?" It's time to take a look. ”
Xin Yi gave him a blank look, and the two of them each rode out of the backyard on a horse.
Today's temple fair, the city is very lively, just in front of the shrine to ask for marriage men and women have been lined up to the bridge, the two do not want to mix with those old men and old ladies to ask for the safety of their children and grandchildren, just look at the marriage bridge on the colorful things, and go to that side.
There was a portrait on the bridge, Zijing was stunned by the brush in the old man's hand, and couldn't help but stop and look at it, Lu Xinyi had never seen a gongbi painting on the street so elegant and charming, and the price was not expensive, so he pulled Zijing to line up behind the portrait person, and when the person was together, he pressed Zijing up.
As soon as the old man put away the painting, he saw such a pair of young men and women sitting in front of him, and he couldn't help laughing:
"Two people can get two dollars off when they enter the painting together, and five dollars for a single person."
Xin Yi waved his hand: "I don't have to, I'm ugly, just draw him!" ”
As soon as she said this, Zijing pulled her to the side and sat down, and said angrily: "Why do you let Young Master Ben enter the painting alone, do you want me to be lonely all my life?" Uncle, just draw a double! ”
"Okay!"
Lu Xinyi couldn't help but feel a pang of angina for the scattered eight coins, Zijing glanced at her and scolded secretly:
"Pick the king!"
How did you know that the old man was just about to put down the pen, and he frowned and raised his head to look at the two.
"The two of them are so far apart, I'm afraid I can't even draw this piece of paper!"
Zijing's eyebrows were ecstatic, but he pretended to be Xin Yi on the side: "Hey, it costs money to increase the paper width!" ”
As soon as he heard the money, Xin Yi hurriedly stuck tightly, and the two of them immediately rubbed shoulders shoulders, sleeves next to sleeves, so intimate!
Feeling that she was a little too close, she tried to move out again, but she suddenly held a hand on the other side of her arm, and the old man immediately understood, and said:
"Eh, by the way, the portrait can't be moved!"
As he spoke, he immersed his head in the painting, Xin Yizhi couldn't bear it, but he didn't draw a few strokes, and looked up at the two of them with a frown.
"The two, especially this son, you put your hand on the girl's arm, and the two of them sat upright, like brothers who were going to worship the handle, you ......"
"Huh? Then I'...... When? Zijing was also a little flustered, only to see the old man running out from behind the case with a pen, grabbing Zijing's hand and putting it on Xin Yi's hand.
"Wait!" She suddenly remembered the strange disease of this kid's severe skin allergies, and pulled out the gauze on her clothes and gently covered her hands.
He didn't care, smiled pleasantly, and gently covered his hand over it.
The old man was only shy about the girl's family, so he didn't say anything and continued to paint.
For a time, the water birds under the bridge are in pairs, the breeze blows across the lake, the golden afterglow is sprinkled on the water, the warm breeze smokes the tourists drunk, the people on the shore are in groups, lively and extraordinary, the cheeks are also red, and the eyes are full of golden light.
But what people care about the most is that within that layer of veil, the temperature of two people's hands is passed back and forth.