Okra didn't have time to stop him, and stood in the corner of the house, her heart beating a little faster. Shen Fengming was not in front of her, and she realized that she was not quite like herself. Calm and arrogant, everything should be her own appearance, she has never thought that even if one day she will have a "man", she can still be as calm as the detachment of "a leaf does not touch the body", those worldly women's noise and small utensils, where will there be a point in herself?

She took a deep breath in this corner of the room, as if she was reflecting on her insincerity in what she did, and secretly resolved that she would only do it once, never again, and then she turned back to her arrogant appearance and approached the banquet like no one else. When Mrs. Song saw her coming, she got up and smiled with her. She looked at Mrs. Song's appearance and lost her mind, and looked at her for a moment.

"Mrs. Song...... Do you recognize him?" she said suddenly.

When Mrs. Song saw her speak, she was embarrassed to point to her ear, probably indicating that she couldn't hear. Okra was a little at a loss," Shen Fengming, "She pointed to her lips and said carefully word by word, hoping that Mrs. Song would recognize the appearance of this name, "Shen, Feng, Ming, do you remember?"

Mrs. Song's face was a little dazed, and she immediately covered it up politely, obviously-she was not Guan Mo or Guan Fei, and she couldn't read her lips at all. It's no wonder that if you want to read lip language, you must first know how to pronounce words, but if she has been deaf since childhood, of course, it is impossible to hear it.

Okra was a little unwilling, pushed the cup and plate away slightly, and wrote the word "Shen" on the table with his fingers. Madame Song looked at it intently, but her expression remained the same—still the same—smiling and dazed.

"You can't read?" asked her. But she obviously knew—she wouldn't hear, let alone answer. Mrs. Song moved her hands together this time and made a gesture to her - it was okra's turn to be at a loss. She didn't understand her gestures at all, and could only vaguely and forcefully make up for the answer she told she was indeed illiterate.

She was a little deflated. In this way, there is really no way to exchange meanings with this Mrs. Song, and only Song Ran has a set of exchange gestures with her, and can understand what she has to say. I suspected that Shen Fengming had any old friendship with her - of course, I also deliberately let myself think wildly, and I scandalized Shen Fengming's behavior like a revenge in my heart, but now that I think about it, Shen Fengming's thousands of sweet words and all kinds of teasing and coaxing methods are not at all in front of such a woman.

She suddenly felt embarrassed in her heart, and she didn't know what to think, so she pushed the caramel in her hand to Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment, then still nodded politely in thanks, reached out and carefully opened the paper bag, and when she saw the sugar cubes, she was stunned again. Even if—there is no way to know whether what others say is good or bad,But this thing is sweet,She still knows,Perhaps—it should be understood as the greatest kindness, right?

She looked up at okra, smiled gently with a little shyness, stretched out her fingers to pick up the caramel candy, and slowly put it in her mouth. Okra always felt that she had seen it wrong—this gentle and quiet married woman, who was probably two or three years older than herself, showed a hint of innocence in an instant.

"You like this......" Okra looked at her, and couldn't tell if it was envy for a while. She grew up in a bitter cold place, not to mention sugar, even salt is very scarce, and she has never been very picky about what she eats—or there is nothing for her to be picky, and she has always been so simple and simple. Until today, although she has eaten enough sweets in the Suzaku Mansion, she has never really tasted the taste of caramel candy, but after coming to the Central Plains, she has seen several times that someone has teased children with this thing, and she knows that it is sweet.

"If you like it...... His piece of sugar was not in vain. Pity...... Can't ask you anything. She looked at Mrs. Song, still a little regretful, "He said that he wasn't sure if it was really you, you ...... I haven't seen each other a few times, and after so many years, I don't know why you went to Jiankang and took the surname of another family. But how can it be such a coincidence, you also happened to be deaf since childhood—you must not have recognized him when you were like this, you were younger than him at that time...... You don't even know this surname......"

Mrs. Song didn't hear it, with sugar in her mouth, she retreated dignifiedly, leaving only girlish joy. Okra felt that when she wore these expressions, she didn't look like Shen Fengming at all, only - when she was completely still, she could see a little trace similar to him in the outline of her eyes and nose.

When Xia Yan and the others came out of the study, Shen Fengming was still nowhere to be seen. Okra peeked at Yue's and found that Song Ran was coming over, so he hurriedly used his tongue to flick the piece of caramel that was still stuck between his teeth until he couldn't see it, and he almost couldn't help but bend the laughter in his heart from the corner of his mouth. Xia Yan had already glanced at her. "What about Feng Ming?" Looking at the expression of okra, he knew that Shen Fengming had already coaxed her.

"I don't know, I just told me to wait. Okra immediately changed to a solemn and cold look, "Do you want to sit down for a while, he will always come back in a while." ”

"It's a little early. Xia Yan looked at Song Ran, a little sorry on his face, "Feng Ming is like this, the master's family doesn't look like a master's house, and I don't know where to go." If you four don't mind, stay here tonight, you can sit down and wait for him—rest assured, the guest house here is all covered and can't freeze your daughters. ”

"Nope. Song Ran returned the salute, "It's not that I'm polite - it's closer to going home from here than coming home from the city, the moonlight is good tonight, the weather is good, we walk back slowly, it's also fun, not afraid of being late." ”

Xia Yan looked around, but there was no sign of Shen Fengming coming back, so he had to say, "That's good, then I won't force a few to stay." In short, there will be opportunities to move around in the future, but if there is anything to say, I can talk about it in the future, I will tell Feng Ming that you will go first. ”

After a while, it was sent to the door, and then it was really goodbye. Xia Yan pointed to his feet and smiled at okra: "Look here-the place I stepped on, it is a stake-now it is slightly higher than the flat ground, and in the future, when the machine spring is opened, it will be the 'Seven Star Stake' - you have to look for it, don't fall down, otherwise you won't be able to enter the gate of the black bamboo." ”

Okra spat at him, "You've come to laugh at me now—I'm not uncommon to deal with black bamboo, and I've always come here to do anything." ”

"I'm afraid that you don't count if you say it. Xia Yan smiled, "As soon as Feng Ming spoke, aren't you here yet?"

The two of them laughed a few words at the door, only to hear a few low flute sounds in the bamboo forest outside, and then "Woo Woo" a few notes higher, and turned around, a white shadow came out of the bamboo forest, and Shen Fengming was coming out.

In each hand, he held a piece of inked bamboo—the one in his left hand had been cut off from the branches and leaves, and the hole had been opened, and it became a piece of emerald green bamboo flute—with great interest. bumped into Xia Yan and the two at the door, and couldn't help but be stunned, "It's just the two of you?"

"The guests are gone. Xia Yan said, "What did you do?"

"Me. Shen Fengming stretched out his hand and handed the bamboo flute to okra, "Of course, I coaxed my Kui'er to go." Then he grinned at her, "Give it to you, you try it." ”

The okra was in his hand, and he didn't know how to respond for a while. Shen Fengming said again: "What did you look at in the study?" While walking towards the nunnery without care, passing by the Seven Star Stake, he also jumped over the position of the stake very heartily.

"It's nothing, it's a highlight - the old record of black bamboo. Xia Yan said.

"So they went back. Shen Fengming said, "I originally planned to invite them to enjoy the moon on the fifteenth day today - so shameless." ”

"You didn't say it sooner. Xia Yan smiled, "Now that there is still wine, it is better for the three of us to enjoy the moon here and return to the city tomorrow." ”

Shen Fengming pointed at him another piece of black bamboo in his hand that had not yet been cut, "It won my heart." ”

The two men didn't care about anything, so they sat on the ground in front of the main hall at will, and only brought a low stool out for okra. She didn't give up, sat down and really tried the bamboo flute. Many of the bamboo flutes used in the "Expedition of Shuangqin" were all cut by Shen Fengming with black bamboo here before, and he was already a familiar hand, and the okra tried a few clean tones "to the end", and the flute sound was quite bright, and the sound of aspiration was unhindered. She improvised high and low.

Shen Fengming lowered his head and took advantage of the moonlight to cut the section in his hand, and in a short time, he dug and carved the road aperture. Xia Yan was thinking about what was going on in Shicai's study, and he had some thoughts in the end, so he looked at him silently, and saw that he took the new flute to his lips and blew the bamboo foam, he suddenly said: "Feng Ming......"

Shen Fengming was about to test the sound of the small hole that was blown clean, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but make a "hmm", and the bamboo flute made a soft sound of "woo" under his lips.

Xia Yan bit her lip, turned her gaze, and looked at the dazzling full moon above the middle sky, "'Tengu Eating the Moon', have you seen it?"

Shen Fengming let go of the hole he was holding down and took a look, "I've seen it once." ”

"I mean people. Xia Yan withdrew his gaze and turned to him. "'Tengu eats the moon'. Have you seen it?"

Shen Fengming's eyes flickered. "I've seen it once. ”

He looked up at Xia Yan with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Are you talking about this in the study?"

"If it's ......," Xia Yan didn't answer. "What do you think if I want to ask the Tengu to return to Heizhu?"

Shen Fengming put the bamboo flute on the ground with a "snap". "I said, I don't drink wine, I don't reward the moon, just stare at me—it turns out that there is a ghost in my heart. How did you come up with the idea of looking for him?"

"Heizhu has not recovered since last year, and I feel that I need to hold more hands to stabilize the situation, lest I can't make a difference. Xia Yanshi said. "I just got a list of black bamboos, the thirty people in the 'Moon-Eater' group—I'm a little interested. 'Tengu' is the team leader......"

"I'm not asking you why you're looking for 'Tengu'. Shen Fengming said, "I'm asking you, why did you discuss this matter with Song Ran and not ask me first?"