Tear down the tung flowers, sparse rain, wash the world.

On Nian'an's way home, it was drizzling from the sky. The young man had to hide the blessing paper he had just asked for deep in his arms, and while trotting all the way, he bent his body slightly, trying to cover the spring rain that came with his body.

On the south street, the small vendors who had just put out all kinds of goods were smiling and scolding in the dialects of various places, and sent their things back to their dry houses. Nian'an walked all the way, the street was full of busy people shuttling back and forth, although the rain was cold, but there was still a bit of liveliness.

When the boy ran to the ancient tree and sycamore, the people around him were a little more scattered than when Nian An came, but there were still seven or eight people whispering around the ancient well. In the morning, the enthusiastic man who helped to search for the children went down to touch around a few times, and finally fished out a small shoe stained with water and weeds.

"Nian'an!" A young man of about twenty years in the crowd suddenly shouted, attracting the displeased eyes of several old people around him, and the man realized that something was wrong after speaking, and he owed a debt, raised his umbrella and took three or two steps away from the crowd and ran towards the young man.

"Boy, it's a coincidence!" the young man smiled crookedly, holding an umbrella in his left hand and hammering Nian'an's back with his right hand.

"Little second brother, why are you back?"

"What day is it?" said the man, pulling out a stack of blessing paper and beautiful gloves made for him by Nian Anniang from his bosom.

Nian An looked at the gloves and moved her lips.

"Burn it for Chen Niang, don't be verbose, I remember that you have to go to work in the afternoon, let's go." ”

The young man's name is Wang Xiaoer, he is seventeen years old in Longqing, five years older than Nian'an, and he is almost the only real friend of the young man in Qubai.

Like Nian'an, Wang Xiaoer has no father and mother since he was a child. He lived with a group of beggars. At that time, their group fought with another group of strangers every day for food, and many people died.

But the government also turned a blind eye to this.

It's just that once Wang Xiaoer and his gang touched the water, and they actually provoked a caravan from Kyoto to smuggle smuggled salt. Wang Xiaoer was beaten half to death by four or five mercenaries, and with a sigh of relief, he was thrown into an alley in the north of the city that was rarely visited.

Coincidentally, Nian'an's mother happened to pass by the alley that day, and when she saw that the child was pitiful, she picked him up, and took care of him at home for a month. Later, after he recovered from his injuries, Chen taught him simple literacy, treated him like a nephew, and often went to the north of the city to bring him and the little beggars some food. Therefore, everyone calls Nian An's mother-in-law, Chen Niang.

When Wang Xiao was twenty-three or four years old, he went to the Demon Domain and the Far North with others for seven or eight years, saved some money, and went to a dart station in Taiyuan City, Longxi Province to work as a dart master. There is actually a small half a month to walk from Taiyuan to Qubai. But no matter how busy he is every year, Wang Xiaoer has to return to Nian'an's house to sit.

"How long have you been back? I remember, do you have to go to the far west ice field a lot this year?"

"On April 21, I asked for leave with my boss and came back a few days early. Wang Xiaoer said while revealing the corner of the rucksack to Nian An, as if he was afraid of the rain going in, Wang Xiaoer also took off his clothes and covered the rucksack.

There are osmanthus cakes, pine nut fish, and a few sections of sandalwood with a good texture.

"I know that Chen Niang loves to eat, and she came back a little bit in Panhua Building in Longxi. Wang Xiaoer quietly tilted most of the umbrella to Nian An's head, and his right shoulder was almost completely wet with rain.

Nian An smelled the smell and smiled hard, but his face was a little ugly. Along the way, I only heard Wang Xiaoer explain to Nian An what scenery he had seen along the way, glanced at a few masters, and even talked about the red-makeup lady he had seen in Taiyuan City.

Nian An thought about it for a long time, but in the end he could only comment on the old donkey who rushed to the north of the city every day to pull the trough water. This topic has been mentioned several times, but Wang Xiaoer still listens to it with relish.

When the two returned to their home in the north of the city, there were already figures walking around in the courtyard.

It turned out that Qiuqiu got up very early today, and she was leaning on tiptoe in front of the house at this time to wipe a layer of dust on the doorrail with a damp cloth, but the girl seemed to be short, and this series of movements was quite difficult, and she didn't know whether it was sweat beads or rain, and she was slowly sliding down the green silk and side cheeks.

Hearing that the courtyard door was pushed open, Qiuqiu quickly turned her head.

"You're back, come and help, I'll wipe the dust off the eaves. ”

Nian An was flattered, but he hurriedly went to the back room first and sorted out the stacks of blessing paper in his arms.

"Hey, the little second brother is here too. ”

"Yu Daoren said that he was in the middle and lower, and he was intentional. Nian took a dry cloth and gently wiped the blessing paper and talked to himself, but I don't know who he read it to.

"Money, but enough?"

"Exactly. ”

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her back, and patted her developing chest vigorously, seemingly satisfied.

Wang Xiaoer stood at the door and looked at the autumn girl who had changed a lot from last year, and secretly glanced at the small firewood door that had been built between the two courtyards since when.

The young man, who had grown taller and taller over the years, tried his best to lower his eyes, hiding a faint sense of loss, stepped forward to put down the package he was carrying, and smiled to help the two of them take care of it.

"Qiuqiu, I specially helped you from Taiyuan to bring some popular sweets from the girls over there, I have time to try them. ”

"Thank you, little second brother. ”

Qiuqiu smiled sweetly, took a piece of osmanthus cake with his left hand and put it in his mouth, and with his right hand, he gathered the blessing paper together and put it in the open space of the eaves in front of the door.

"You wait. The girl went into the back room again, took a dry cloth, and patted it on the stone threshold, and then allowed the two to sit down.

After fiddling with these, like when they were children, the three of them sat side by side on the threshold in front of Nian An's house.

They were waiting for the rain to go away a little bit this day.

"When I become the leader, I want to make a few good houses in and out of Longxi with a pool, and I have to learn to make pots of fragrant tea every day. Wang Xiaoer Xu has seen some markets in the past two years, and looked at the rain with longing.

After that, he tilted his head and thought about it, and corrected himself again: "You can't drink it, you have to taste it, we have to taste it." After saying this, he subconsciously smiled and touched the back of his head.

Nian'an laughed, and Qiuqiu laughed.

"Yes, it's best to find another sister-in-law in Taiyuan City and have a cute little nephew. The girl teased with her hands on her cheeks.

Wang Xiaoer turned his head to look at his sister who had grown up, smiled, and didn't speak again.

When the rain stopped, the three of them squatted under the eaves, smelled the fragrance of the wet earth, and tore off the blessing paper in their hands one by one and put it into the rising flames. Nian An half-knelt in front of the recliner where her mother often sits, her eyes fluttering with the dancing black wool.

His eyes were spicy, but the boy still didn't want to look away.

Although the rain is fine, it also moistens the grass on the edge of the stream.

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After the ugly time, after saying goodbye to the little second brother, Nian An quickly changed into clean clothes and went to the back door of the Fuxing Street Jushi Building on time.

The old gray donkey who accompanied him every day had been led here, pouting and neighing at the young man, which was regarded as a greeting. Nian An walked to a hay box behind the layman's building, grabbed a handful of green fodder and handed it to the old donkey.

The fat shopkeeper who was usually the most picky in the store happened to be there today, and it seemed that he thought Nian An had taken too much forage, so he came over with his stomach to train the young man.

The bartender in the store on the side came out and scolded Nian'an a few words painlessly, which was regarded as helping him out.

The boy lifted the trough of water, and carried the bucket by bucket into the wooden cart behind the old gray donkey, and when it was stable, he obediently thanked the bartender, leaned on it, and drove the donkey cart to the north of the city.

When the donkey cart arrived on the main road in front of the North City Gate, a five or six-year-old child on the road was holding his mother's hand and pointing at Nian An.

The young man seemed to have long been used to it, turned his head and opened his mouth and smiled at the child in a friendly manner, and the child also looked directly at Nian An with his eyes open.

But the young mother was furious, looked at the half-demon, and took the child away in three or two steps.

Nian'an's ears are different from ordinary people.,Compared with ordinary people, the top of the ear has a small pointed ear bone.,Although it's not as conspicuous as the real demon race.,But if you distinguish it a little.,People can easily recognize this legendary disaster star who killed their parents.。。

When he walked to the gate of the city, Nian An found that several old men guarding the city seemed to be extremely listless today, and they were all drowsy leaning on the iron guns standing on the ground. So the young man deliberately pulled the old donkey's stiff rope and signaled it to move slowly, for fear of disturbing the dreams of the military masters.

It had just rained, and the people entering and leaving the city gate today were sparse. When the young man went out, he saw a few peasant men who were also rushing to the city gate, and they were about four or five in a group, all wearing ordinary coarse cloth short clothes, and pulling two carts of fresh melons and fruits from the peasants.

The boy nodded politely to the group as he passed by.

A short, thin man in the lead of the peasant team also turned to Nian An and grinned, showing a smile with one missing front tooth.