At the beginning of Mengxia, the fashion of falling clouds is still a little cool, and the willow trees by the river pond are hanging down green silk, allowing the breeze to provoke, Gu Zi seduces the pool, and there are ripples in circles.

Lotus leaves grow in the river pool, and the layers of meandering and staggered form a turquoise barrier, blocking the falling sunlight from the outside of the world, and striving for shade for the waterhole.

There are slim flowers among the lotus leaves, shy and timid, dare not bloom, slender waist rod, pink petals are lovely.

Under the lotus leaves, you can faintly see three or two colored fish swimming, and suddenly I heard a sound on the shore, step!

The startled fish scattered and swam away, stirring to ripple in circles, swaying lotus leaves.

I don't know when there is a middle-aged man in a brocade robe next to the river, full of blood and blood, very healthy, but the standard yellow skin and face are full of melancholy.

A little sad between the eyebrows, the mountain stream is clear and the spring flows. It is not an exaggeration to describe the middle-aged person at this moment, the sorrow is like a substance, as if it can drip water.

The sound of his footsteps alarmed the swimming fish, but the fish playing with each other did not arouse his interest.

The weather is good, the wind is cool, the sun is warm, and the scenery is beautiful.

The middle-aged man is in a bad mood, he hates the hot and warm sun, and he complains that the wind is not cool enough.

He stood with his hands in his hands, his fists clenched, and his muscles burst out, hating that he was just a businessman on the rich side, hating that he was so powerless.

"Daddy!"

The girl in the skirt slowly approached the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "Daddy is still worried about his daughter's affairs?"

The middle-aged man's clenched fist loosened, and he reached out and touched the girl's head, as if her daughter was in a much better mood when she smiled.

"Since you don't like that Gu Linfeng, what if he wins the martial arts?" the middle-aged man looked at the girl and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The big stone pressed in my heart was put down in a moment, as a father, if you can't even protect your children, what's the use of having a lot of money?

............

Su Ming was very righteous, so she really took Chen Yunzhao to the best restaurant in Yangzhou City, Wanhua Restaurant, to eat.

The wine and food of Wanhua Restaurant are really good, no wonder it has the reputation of the third floor in the world, and Wanhua wine is even more delicious.

The September brew of an inn is one of the top ten famous wines, but if Chen Yunzhao wants to evaluate it, this Wanhua wine is better, perhaps because he doesn't understand bars.

Although the dishes at Wanhua Restaurant are delicious and varied, in Chen Yunzhao's eyes, they are no simpler home-cooked dishes than those made by chefs.

It's been a long time since I've eaten a cook's food, and I miss it so much!

Chen Yunzhao and Su Ming sat on the second floor, the former looked down to the dancer in the center of the first floor, quietly enjoying the pipa music played by the pipa girl.

He doesn't understand the pipa, and he hasn't heard this song, but he feels the meaning of the song: like a spring breeze, like rain moistening the heart, it is the first love is slightly sweet.

"How is it, it tastes good, right?" Su Ming looked at Chen Yunzhao quite proudly, "This restaurant belongs to the Ye family, if you marry Ye Jingran, you can come here every day to eat food, drink fine wine, and appreciate beautiful people." ”

Chen Yunzhao retracted his gaze, looked at Su Ming on the other side of the table with a smile, and teased: "You are very strange, Ye Jingran, who is really going to be married, has nothing to do with you, what kind of energy are you up, is it possible that you still want her to blow the wind in your ears and let me take you as a concubine?"

"Heh, you think it's quite beautiful!" Su Ming looked at Chen Yunzhao seriously, "If you are rumored to be that Chen Yunzhao, I may consider what you said, now, you are not literate, martial arts, one is not arrogant, the other is not arrogant, whoever takes a fancy to you is blind!"

Regarding Su Ming's words, Chen Yunzhao didn't care, he was not arrogant?

That's called humility!

"Oh, then I have to doubt your original intention, just like me, you want to push your good sister...... "Chen Yunzhao took a sip of tea and looked at Su Ming with interest.

A simple sentence, Su Ming was speechless, how to answer this?

How can you answer that?

Do you agree with Chen Yunzhao's meaning, or deny your own preface?

Neither is good for her!

Obviously, in this verbal confrontation, Su Ming was defeated by Chen Yunzhao.

"Okay, I'll leave first!" Chen Yunzhao stood up, drank the last sip of tea, put down the teacup in his hand, and picked up a pear.

"Where are you going?"

"Just go around," Chen Yunzhao bit the pear and said vaguely: "Don't worry, since I promised you, I naturally won't break my promise and won't run." ”

Chen Yunzhao left Wanhua Restaurant, and Su Ming had no intention of chasing.

In fact, it wasn't Su Ming who believed Chen Yunzhao, if he really believed it, he wouldn't have blocked the door early in the morning in Linyang County.

It's just that she has figured it out along the way, and she can't stop Chen Yunzhao if she really wants to run, so it's better to believe him.

Walking aimlessly on the street, looking at the crowds coming and going, and feeling the traffic that belonged to Yutang, Chen Yunzhao was a little lonely and lonely.

In this bustling and lively Yangzhou City street, Chen Yunzhao seems to be out of place in this world.

As the saying goes: "Touching the scenery gives birth to affection, touching the scenery produces affection", it turns out that the relationship between sadness and joy and scenery is not equivalent.

Such a prosperous and lively scene, ordinary people should be happy.

How similar he is to him who used to wander at the crossroads of the city, it was the rebellion of his youth, the first time in his life that he left home.

Running away from home but with nowhere to go, wandering at a crossroads. The bustling city was so tear-jerking, the hustle and bustle of the car was so harsh, and that time it was his father who picked him up and took him home.

He thought he would resist, but he didn't, following behind his father's not-so-muscular but tall back, just like he had done when he was a child.

Once upon a time, his father took him home, but now he ......

I think of my father again, if my father hadn't had an accident, maybe he wouldn't have come to the desert alone, and he wouldn't have encountered a sandstorm in the desert, let alone come to this world.

It's a pity that there is no possibility in life, there are only a definite past, a present that needs to be grasped, and a future that needs to be shaped.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. "There is no greater sorrow in life than this.

"Invincible, boss lady, Uncle Chu Wei and Uncle Zhou, don't worry, Yun Zhao will definitely find you, if you can, we will have a home for the rest of our lives!"

Chen Yunzhao clenched his fists, his eyes were no longer confused, and a seed sprouted in his heart.

He didn't want to let the sadness come back again, and at this moment, he knew what he wanted and what he was after.

He was alone after his father left, and when he came into this world, he had a family.

If anyone wants to touch his family, Zhaoyun (book life) sword is waiting!

Which force wants to harm his family, explosives are waiting!

At this moment, something like a shackle in Chen Yunzhao's heart was opened, and he felt a burst of relief from the inside out, just like a leg stuck in the mire, and the feeling of relief when he finally left the quagmire.

The difference is that at this moment, Chen Yunzhao is relaxed from the inside out, not from the outside in.

On the side of the road sat a beggar, dressed in sackcloth and tattered cloth shoes, and his mud-covered toes poked his head out of the cloth shoes, as if he could not withstand the summer heat and went out to breathe.

The hair was like a chicken nest and an oil drum, unkempt, and it exuded a foul smell, and three or two flies circled around.

It reminded Chen Yunzhao of the garbage dumps on the earth, which are sour and refreshing in the hot summer, and mosquitoes like them the most.

After buying a basket of steamed buns and carrying a pot of wine, Chen Yunzhao walked to the beggar and squatted down, and raised the steamed buns and wine jars in his hand: "Are you hungry?" Do you want to eat some snacks and drink some wine?"

"Goo-dong!" the fragrance of the bun wafted, and the beggar wrinkled the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath, unable to resist the temptation of the bun, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Seeing this, Chen Yunzhao couldn't help but smile, handed over the buns and wine, and said in a friendly tone as much as possible: "Eat it while it's hot!"

The beggar glanced at Chen Yunzhao cautiously, reached out and touched the bag containing the bun, and saw that Chen Yunzhao did not move, and quickly hugged him in front of him.

Grabbing the bun with his dirty hand and feeding it to his mouth, that's called a gobble.

Chen Yunzhao was worried that he would eat bad stomach like this, so he couldn't help but remind: "Don't scratch it with your hands, it's easy to get sick with bacteria on your hands...... ......"

"What are you running, I won't rob you!" Chen Yunzhao didn't expect that he was just kindly reminding him that this guy would run away.

"Forget it, take a sip of wine to suppress the shock. ”

Chen Yunzhao shook his head and reached out to take the wine jar, but found that there was a gust of wind with a sour smell, and saw a hand snatch the wine jar.

Who could it be?

Is it the beggar who turned around and came back and snatched the wine?!

"I said, why are you running!"

The beggar ignored Chen Yunzhao and fled with the bun and wine.

Looking at the beggar's flexible movements, the corners of Chen Yunzhao's mouth hooked up a smile: "It's not a simple beggar." ”

"But can you run away?"

Chen Yunzhao didn't plan to chase him, but the beggar seemed to intend to "seduce" him, first came back and grabbed the wine, and saw that Chen Yunzhao still had no intention of catching up, so he turned around and came back.

The beggar stood not far from Chen Yunzhao, constantly provoking the latter, and he didn't know who he learned it from, so he turned his butt at him, slapped it twice with his hand, turned around and hooked the corner of his mouth with his index finger, and stuck out his tongue at Chen Yunzhao.

Chen Yunzhao was unmoved, and the beggar was very surprised, how did this trick of a hundred trials fail?

"Hey, hey, hey!" pointed at Chen Yunzhao and laughed for a while, showing a mockery, but he still didn't move!

Then he turned around and looked around, as if he was thinking about how to "seduce" Chen Yunzhao.

"Surnamed Chen, you are shameless!"

The moment the beggar turned around, Chen Yunzhao moved, mobilized his body's qi and blood, and burst out faster than Bolt, instantly approaching the beggar.

Chen Yunzhao also didn't expect the beggar to be able to dodge the past.

"You know me?"

The beggar did not answer Chen Yunzhao's question, but turned around and ran away, turning back from time to time to confirm whether Chen Yunzhao had followed.

"It seems that you really know me," Chen Yunzhao rose with a strong curiosity, "I shouldn't have chased after me, this may be a trap, but I am curious!"

"I want to see what kind of medicine you sell in this gourd!"