Chapter 15: The Fury of the Fury
Nian'an's lips moved, trying to find something to say, but after all, she was still stupid, so the girl opened her mouth first.
"Today is going to the Wei River to look for the green stone again?" Qiuqiu said as she put her hands behind her back and hid the bellflower in her sleeve.
Nian An felt very self-conscious and turned her head to the side, and only turned back after the girl hid the flowers.
"Do you have to give it to Daoist Yu? I remember you've been looking for a lot in the past two months. Qiuqiu said casually, walked to the courtyard casually, and flicked the hyacinth with her hand to see it spin in the wind.
Nian An nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "Hmm...... I'll have to keep looking. ”
"Did the Taoist tell you why?" the girl's eyes lit up in the moonlight, and the boy had to bow his head.
"The blessing paper that the Taoist chief gave me last time helped me...... I should have returned the favor. ”
"Oh, I see. “
Qiuqiu's index finger and thumb were pinched together and rubbed back and forth.
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The boy just breathed a sigh of relief.
The sentence "You, willing, determined, and have something to hide from me......" was smashed crisply.
The little girl struggled to straighten her chest, trying to make herself taller than the boy.
Nian An lowered his head, and the tip of his right foot began to rub on the ground in front of him to draw circles. The moonlight, which was not too thick, happened to be oblique from the window, dragging a swaying figure on the ground.
"Nian ..... Ann ......" The girl's tone became a little heavier.
The boy shook his head.
"What the hell are you doing, why are you hiding it from me?"
The panicked young man's right foot drew circles under the stone faster, and the crickets strolling on the grass on the side wanted to jump away, but they hit their heads against the courtyard wall and fainted with a "poof" sound.
Qiuqiu saw that this person was stubborn again, and had to force the warm fire in his chest.
When he was a child, Chen Niang always taught this fool to be kind to others, and the spring breeze turned rain, so he greeted everyone with sincerity and sincerity no matter who he was outside. Even if he is bullied by others, he still has a smile on his face. The corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a sincere smile that was incomparably stiff in Qiuqiu's own eyes.
Qiuqiu still clearly remembers that when he was six years old, he was beaten by the sons and brothers of the group of good things on North Street, and his nose was blue and his face was swollen. When this guy was picked up by the little second brother, his face was covered with snot and blood in his mouth, but he still had that hateful smile.
"It's ugly!" Since then, Qiuqiu has made up her mind that she must help this guy get rid of this stinky problem.
Qiuqiu was pondering in her heart.
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Nian An squeezed out a smile and wanted to comfort the girl.
I didn't know that this time it hit the powder keg. The little girl looked up at the young man's smiling face, and she didn't care whether it was sincere or not, so she directly tore off the cloth that was often wrapped around her head and threw it at the young man as if venting.
The green silk was just pulled by the moonlight and lifted in the wind towards the south.
Nian An was stunned.
It turns out that this hair is already so long inadvertently......
The girl is already so old......
His feet, which were still drawing circles, slowly slowed down, and the word "change life" in his mouth was shattered by his teeth.
"Shopkeeper...... The shop is dry ......". A child who was just two or three years old and couldn't speak clearly was wearing a small cotton coat that her mother had sewn for her, and she stumbled over from the yard to pull the corner of her clothes.
Nian An shook his head, wanting to take a step back.
In the garden, a little girl of four or five years old was helping her mother to sort out the sachets that had just been made and brought them into the house. The little girl looked up at the gloomy sky, it seemed that it was about to rain, and she turned her head to look at herself: "Brother Nian'an, it's going to rain, you're not in good health, let's go into the house early, just have Qiuqiu and Chen Niang here." ”
The two pairs of little buns wrapped around the red string were dangling and dangling.......
Nian'an couldn't turn on her toes, and her body stood there in a forward posture. A girl of seven or eight years old was being dragged out of the house by her uncle. Outside the courtyard, it was snowing, and the mother, who was getting worse and worse, leaned on the threshold and secretly wiped her tears while laughing.
The girl suddenly jumped up and bit her uncle's hand. Unfettered, she slammed herself to the ground, and now she rolled and screamed in the snow in the courtyard as if hysterical.
Several adults panicked, Nian An saw the white world, the girl looked back at herself with tears in her eyes, and whimpered until her voice was hoarse: "Brother Nian An...... I'm not going....... ”
The snow fell on the lonely boy's head, and a thick layer was accumulated.
Nian An stretched his feet back, stood up straight, buried his head and sighed, "It's so cold." “
"Nian'an, how about tasting the fish soup I made, it tastes like Chen Niang, right?" The cardamom girl in China was in front of her, but she almost didn't recognize herself.
"Nian'an, hurry up...... It's raining, so put the deck chair in and don't get wet. Ouch, it's stupid, you can fall so close. ”
The boy was suddenly surprised, when did it start? Qiuqiu was used to standing in front of him.
"Nian'an, dig the yard open, let's repair a firewood, and I'll help you bring the rice soup in the future." ”
The young man with his head buried reached out and touched the delicate little door at the end of the girl's house.
"Nian'an, from today onwards, I want to learn from Chen Niang to make some blessing knots every day and sell them on South Street and temple fairs, in exchange for a lot of money. ”
The boy stretched out his head to look at the other side of the courtyard, and the damn lights were still not extinguished on the third watch.
"Nian'an, take this money to change into decent clothes, you are from the Jushi Building, we have to talk about the noodles. ”
"Nian'an, we have to help you make up the four books and strategies from tomorrow, I heard that the old master Wei in Beicheng is accepting students. I think you'll have to be a scholar in the future. ”
The test paper seemed to be in front of Nian An, but he couldn't see what was written on the paper clearly, and a pair of warm autumn eyes flickered in front of him in a white light.
"Nian'an, tomorrow I will prepare some broken silver for you and take it to Qingyang Mountain, and I have to help Chen Niang and Uncle An ask for the best paper money. ”
Nian An trembled and was patted on the shoulder by his girl.
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The summer breeze blew by, and the young man's body shook in place.
The figures in front of me seemed to overlap.
"Nian'an, do you know how many strange things have happened in the city recently, how many people have lost their lives, I heard that there was also a big incident in Beicheng the day before yesterday, and the alley of the embroidery-eyed bird was surrounded by officials and soldiers. The ancient well in the city is also devouring people again. Hello, you still follow that Taoist to do some inexplicable things every day. Now, well, a strange monk has moved in. ”
"Hey...... A sucker...... Are you listening?" the girl pouted, her face flushed.
The boy nodded.
"That night I dreamed that you were sucked into a boundless black hole, and I stood behind you but couldn't drag you back. ”
"You know me...... No, how worried is Chen Niang about you?"
"Why are you hiding from me when you go out lately?"
"Speak....... Is there something wrong with your body? The girl walked over with a wordless momentum.
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"You, to, to, at the end, to say or not to say?" Qiuqiu's last sentence was shouted in the young man's ear.
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The lights in the distance just spread by, and the boy raised his head.
The girl leaned over to see clearly.
Caught with one's pants down.
A hoarse "...... Qiuqiu ...... "like a murmur, tears like rain."
The girl's eyes wanted to be rounded, but the tears were like the rain of the crisp and lonely grass that day, and she couldn't stop it.
“...... Stupid ......"
The girl turned around three or two steps and walked to the firewood door, stretched out her hand to close the firewood door heavily, but when she was halfway through, her strength was weak, and she slapped it three times on the top of the firewood door as if she was angry, and stomped her foot into the house.
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The boy stood in place with his fists clenched, and a snow-white bellflower floated up his shoulders in the wind.
This little courtyard still seems to be the same.
Looking at the past many years......