Like the Jinyuan Mountain Treasure Building, Caiyi Fang, Nantianmen. The grass trees in the grass tree garden, the flower pond. The old bamboo shop in the bamboo garden, the ink pavilion, and the music house. All kinds of paving in the garden in the park, folk acrobatics.

In just three days, Tang Xu took Hua Wenxiang and everyone came over one by one.

In the Caiyi Workshop, several people each bought two sets of clothes, but Hei Qiuer did not buy it, now that the weather is hot, it is just right to wear the ill-fitting clothes with open breasts and exposed breasts, and even if it wants to buy it, it has to be tailor-made, which is a trouble.

It has never been about dressing, only about eating and drinking.

In Nantianmen, Ruluo bought a small wooden fish and a string of small Buddha beads, which were not cheap.

In the old bamboo store, Luo Bei bought a lot of bamboo, planning to engrave some poems or something in the future.

In the Ink Pavilion, Hua Wenxiang bought some things like rice paper and brushes and inkstones, and wrote things in her spare time in the future. He has been reading and writing with Shi Yan since he was a child, and he also has a good hand in his pen, and he also likes to write.

In Yuefu, Hua Wenxiang bought a guzheng and a pipa and gave them to Tu Yuelian, who was very talented, and after learning musical instruments from Li Jiacai for two days, he was able to play very well. Tu Yuelian was not ashamed this time, accepted the two musical instruments, and said that she would buy a few more music scores in the future, practice diligently, and play them every day when she learned them.

She likes musical instruments, she likes makeup, and she likes things that every girl likes, but she didn't have the conditions before and never thought about it.

The group had breakfast in Tangfu, Tang Song was very pleased, and his son Tang Xu had been at home for half a decade.

Hua Wenxiang said that they didn't need Tang Xu to take them around today, they were going to help the owner of the garden in the garden, so that Tang Xu would stay at home today and learn to break the soul with Senior Lu.

The day after tomorrow, the heroic banquet will borrow the venue of the garden in the garden, so the stalls in the entire square must be temporarily evacuated first, and then a high platform will be erected, and hundreds of tables and chairs will be placed.

In the past few days, they have been busy over there, and Tu Yuyan also bought a picture of the beautiful mountains and rivers, which is a magic weapon on the mountain, and once urged, a small world will be born, and the green water and green mountains in the small world, auspicious clouds and mist, there will definitely be no heat and heat in reality.

For this heroic banquet, Tu Yuyan made a bloody investment.

Tang Xu hesitated for a long time, and finally said that they would let Hua Wenxiang go first, and then go to the garden in the garden to find them in the evening.

After a few people left, Tang Xu followed Lu Yishuo to an empty room in the backyard.

Tang Song drank tea and read a book in the pavilion in the courtyard, but the middle-aged scribe was absent-minded, although the book was open, he didn't read a word. He was thinking about how to have a tactful conversation with Tang Xu.

In the empty room, Lu Yishuo took out a red flint and said, "This is what your father asked for for you to help you break your soul." ”

Tang Xu couldn't help but be stunned on the spot when he saw the crystal clear blood-red immortal stone, and after a while, the young man shook his head, "I don't need his things." Grandpa Lu, without this red flint, I can't break my soul?"

Lu Yishuo said: "You can break the soul, but it will be difficult. ”

Tang Xu frowned, thought for a moment, and said unwillingly: "It's difficult, it's difficult, as long as it can be broken, I'll wait." ”

Lu Yishuo shook his head helplessly, "He's your father." Do you know how much effort he wasted for this red flint? You can't even imagine the amount of money he spent. In addition, you also know that your father is a strong man, but even so, he still bows his head and begs someone to help you find the red flint, all of which is to help you fulfill your wish to break the soul, and you can't live up to him. ”

Tang Xu's mood suddenly became a little excited, "I don't need him to pretend, now that he knows everything he can to please me, why did he go earlier!"

Not far from the door, Tang Song, who had just come over, heard these words, as if he had received a thunderbolt from the sky, and froze directly on the spot.

Lu Yishuo felt Tang Song's breath and hurriedly said: "Tang Xu, your father had a hard time before, and he did that to make your life better. ”

Tang Xu sneered: "I'm not rare, I can live a hard life, he is a ruthless person, how is Aunt Yan? Good to me, good to him, but what about him? I don't even want to say more to Aunt Yan, he is a woman, he is a man! Everything he does is for himself!"

Outside the door, it was obviously a hot summer day, but the heart of the middle-aged scribe seemed to be beaten by the biting cold wind.

Lu Yishuo wanted to speak again, but Tang Xu said: "Okay, Grandpa Lu, don't say it, I know what you mean, but I really have nothing to say to him." ”

With that, the young man pushed open the door, intending to leave.

It's just that as soon as he opened the door, he saw that annoying face.

The father and son looked at each other, both staying in place, but after a while, Tang Xu ran away, and when he passed by the middle-aged scribe, he actually made a choked sound.

Lu Yishuo came over and persuaded: "Don't worry too much, after all, Tang Xu is still a child." ”

Tang Song looked up at the blue sky, then turned around and turned his back to Lu Yishuo, "Xu Er has endured hardships all these years......

The young man ran away from the soup house, and instead of going to the garden in the garden to find flowers and fragrances, he went to an abandoned house.

This abandoned house is very remote, most of the surrounding residents have moved away, this is the site bought by Tu Yuyan, and he plans to make a small garden in the garden here in the future, but it has not been started.

In the abandoned house, the corners were covered with cobwebs, and many damp places were covered with moss, and in the innermost room, there was a "bed" made of blue bricks and wooden boards, and the bed was only covered with a dirty tattered sheet, not even a pillow.

Tang Xu sat on the bed, his hands around his knees, his whole head against his knees, and let out a soft whimper.

Over the years, this dilapidated house has been his daily haven, he hates loneliness, but he is always with loneliness, he goes to the garden all night to wander around, just to avoid loneliness, but that is only a temporary deception of himself, because he knows that in this world, he is always alone.

Whether it is the fathers and villagers in the garden in the garden, Aunt Yan, Grandpa Lu, or Uncle Tu, they are never surnamed Tang.

The young man opened a jar of wine on the broken table next to the "bed" and drank it with snot and tears.

In the four seasons of the year, spring and autumn are better, winter is the most difficult, every winter he can only light a broken stove, and then wrap two layers of large quilts, cringe through the long dark night. Nowadays, in summer, in addition to enduring the scorching heat and heat, they also have to be bitten by mosquitoes at night, but all this, young people can stand it.

He can endure a lot of suffering.

He almost never charges money for performances in the garden, and the money for those rewards is collected by the troupe bosses, but fortunately, those troupe bosses are kind-hearted people, and occasionally they will take a few taels of silver and force them to Tang Xu, otherwise young people can't even afford things like bedding and drinks......

In fact, the most hated thing for young people in their lives is not their father Tang Song.

Rather, money.

It was because of money that he and his father became what they are today.

(End of chapter)