In Qingdi Township in July, the sky is clear. The maple leaves on the mountain turn from green to red, and the wind blowing in the face is full of the aroma of rice.

Before that, An Guangmao, who had returned home from the Yamen, went to the market to buy some vegetables and vegetables as always, counted the days, and then turned back to the west and asked the fish seller Grandma Sun to buy two live carp.

Holding seasonal vegetables in his left hand and two carps bundled together in his right hand, An Guangmao walked home and reached out and knocked on the door.

He stood at the door and waited for a long time, but no one answered. On the street corner, children who have just finished school are running by.

An Guangmao was stunned for a long time before he remembered something, smiled wryly and freed up a hand, stretched it to his waist, and untied the key.

The lock is hung through the door, and if you want to open it from the outside, you have to push the door ajar before sending the key inside. An Guangmao pushed the door and pulled the lock with one hand, and he was so busy that he was sweating profusely, and finally opened the door.

An autumn wind blew through the empty courtyard, and the loquat trees in the courtyard dropped a few scattered dead leaves.

An Guangmao hung up the latch with his backhand, sighed secretly, and said loudly: "I'm back." ”

The room was very quiet, and Hugh replied, but he couldn't hear any human voices.

An Guangmao suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, he casually threw the vegetables he bought on the table, strode into the door, and opened the curtain and walked inside.

The incense curtain was half hidden, and the beautiful woman on the bed who was shrunk in the cloth was sleeping deeply, her breath was long and even, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she had dreamed of something that was not very pleasant.

Seeing that his wife was well, An Guangmao breathed a sigh of relief.

He crept over to the bed and reached out to touch his wife's fair forehead. It was a little hot, it should have been greedy for reading the book in the afternoon, and after drinking the medicine, I didn't sleep on time, and at this time I started a low-grade fever.

This kind of little mistake, just wait for her to wake up this belated afternoon, and then mention a few words at the dinner table. If she talks too much, maybe when she gets a little better one day, she will have to run after her all over the yard with straw sandals. It's a shame to think about.

An Guangmao laughed, tiptoed out of the door, and returned to the courtyard, planning to wash the dishes first, and wait for the rest to wait for the lady to wake up.

However, when he returned to the courtyard, he was stunned.

The stone table with vegetables and two fresh carp was empty at this time, and he clearly remembered that the door of the courtyard with the latch was wide open, and he could vaguely hear the two young sons of the other family reciting loudly in the courtyard.

Mr. Xiangzhong taught the "Analects" today, and the two tiger-headed children said one by one, and it spread to this courtyard from afar.

An Guangmao touched his head, not knowing why. He has also been a catcher in this Qingdi Township for decades, and he has not mentioned any other crimes, but he has not heard of anyone who has entered the door to steal a dinner.

In the sound of "Zi Yue", he vaguely heard the sound of water running in the back kitchen. An Guangmao was stunned, subconsciously pressed the knife on his waist, and walked towards the backyard.

Walking through the narrow wall-side path, An Guangmao was once again stunned when he stepped into the backyard.

The courtyard is deep, and a small plum tree he planted in the corner of the wall the year before has not yet lost its leaves, and at this time he is shyly bowing his head to be scrutinized by a rough man who has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

On the other side, a white-clothed layman was struggling with a few disobedient celery trees, with a wooden scoop beside him, and a third of the water was sprinkled on the ground.

In stark contrast to those two, of course, the red-clothed girl who made a big move on the board, one person dealt with two carps. Although she seems to be the most harmless to humans and animals on the outside, she still has to draw a knife to chop up food.

The scales of the fish flew on the board, and the white-clothed layman, who usually boasted that he never took the initiative to kill, was frightened, holding the few rare celery trees in his hand and withdrawing a few steps.

"Tut-tut, take a look at the first-class masters of the rivers and lakes today. You two martial arts are high, if you want to talk about this cooking skill, you can't be willing to worship my inferiority. The girl in red shook her head proudly, and the knife flew like a fly.

The rough man who was slightly chubby stared at her hands for a long time, and said abruptly: "I will do this knife technique." ”

"You're coming!" An Qing hit the snake with the stick.

"Hu doesn't like you, it's better to save it. The white-clothed monk frowned and sighed, "Why don't you come and help me study how to wash this thing to be clean?" Didn't you often help Liao Niang wash vegetables before?"

"How can there be such a thing in Mobei!" Hu Buxi raised his eyebrows, looking at the celery as if he was looking at a thunderbolt from the Western Regions.

"Didn't you say that you have lived in Hangzhou for ten years?" Zhao Wu'an was angry.

"Hey, in Hangzhou, I'm a fast head catcher in the city, and it's my turn to wash vegetables and cook?" Hu Buxi dismissed.

Zhao Wu'an scoffed.

Hu Buxi replied with an astonishingly ugly grimace, which scared An Qing out loud.

The three of them talked and laughed, as if they didn't notice An Guangmao sneaking behind them. He leaned silently against the corner of the wall, and after listening for a while, a slight smile appeared on his old face.

If it weren't for these young people, today's backyard would be as lonely as ever.

An Guangmao didn't make a sound, quietly leaned against the wall and turned around, trying to wake up the sleeping lady.

An Qing turned her face like a soul at that time, and when she saw the person in the corner, she saw a happy feeling in her eyes, and shouted sweetly: "Dad!"

An Guangmao's body was suddenly stunned.

Zhao Wu'an and Hu Buxi also stopped chattering and turned around.

An Guangmao looked back in a daze.

An Qing stood in place for a while, wanting to rush forward to give her father a hug that she hadn't seen for many days, but thinking of the fish scales all over her body, she had to give up and smile mischievously.

Zhao Wu'an raised his hand and bowed slowly: "Wu'an has seen Antioch. ”

Hu Buxi, who was about to keep up with him, sighed after hearing Zhao Wu'an's words: "When is this, why do you still mention the jurisdiction and the jurisdiction, see more outside." ”

Zhao Wu'an didn't move, the magpie stepped on the branch and came out of the box, and the back of the sword slapped Hu Buxi's head fiercely.

"I don't like to see Antihath!"

Hu Buxi, who lowered his head and hugged his fists, looked much more pleasing to the eye than usual.

An Guangmao raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Hehe, you don't have to be formal, you don't have to." Just come back. ”

"Dad, look at what you said, can An Qing still come back?" An Qing asked with a smile.

"It's back, it's back, it's good to be back. An Guangmao smiled and said, "In this way, I will call your mother up and ask her to meet my prospective son-in-law." ”

Hearing the word son-in-law, An Qingqiao's face turned red, and Zhao Wu'an's face also showed shame.

Only Hu Buxi laughed: "Boss, look at it! What am I talking about? You just called the wrong tihar!"

The magpie branch that stopped above his head slapped down again.

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Although the three of them came back suddenly, An Guangmao was a good man after all, and he didn't care about the fact that they broke the latch and broke in.

Although he had a little bit of a number in his heart, most of this door was probably something that An Qing couldn't wait to break open on his own initiative. If everyone is embarrassed, it is better to be silent, anyway, it is a great joy for her daughter to come back, and the little door latch An Guangmao is really not willing to care.

Despite this, An Qing still stopped An Guangmao's idea of waking up Mrs. An, saying that it was just the opportunity to take advantage of her mother's absence to let her be the head of the spoon once, so that her mother could relax her breath of relief.

After all, the last time I left Qingdi Township overnight with Luo Shenfu on my back, God knows how angry my mother was.

She couldn't stand it, but she couldn't leave An Guangmao.

When a plate of braised carp was served on the table, seeing that An Qing had deep guilt in his eyes, An Guangmao shook his head with a kind smile.

"It's okay, your mother and her are also old, and they are not as angry as they were back then, and they will disappear in a few days. ”

An Qing's eyes were even more ashamed, and her eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she threw herself into his arms.

An Guangmao smiled bitterly and stroked her back.

"Don't they all say that people get old and nag? Your mother is just the opposite. When she was young, she was the first one to make noise in ten miles and eight towns, and she had already said all the things that should be nagging now. Don't worry, Dad is not angry. ”

"Thank you, Dad. An Qing's voice seemed to be muffled in the dark.

"No thanks, no thanks. An Guangmao said with a smile.

After all, the meal to be made this time had to be for five people, and Rao had Zhao Wu'an and Hu Buxi to help, so he went to the market again before dark, and by the time An Qing brought all the hot meals to the table, it was already night.

Hu Buxi, who usually has a hippie and smiling face, is also quite attentive to doing things, and seeing that several other people are too busy, he took the initiative to take out a few candles from the drawer and light them.

Outside, the sun has sunk into the mountains, and the night is deep, and the candles in the house are bright, reflecting the table full of delicacies, and the fragrance is alive.

"Lao An, didn't I say don't light candles? save a little on weekdays, and wait until Qing'er comes back......" A woman who still had charm walked out of the room with a yawn.

Hu Buxi, who had just leaned over and lit the candle, raised his head and looked at her, stunned for a moment.

The disheveled woman's face changed, she took half a step back, and said calmly, "You...... Who are you?"

Hu Buxi knew that this appearance was a thief's face, so he could only retreat to the side with a wry smile and vacate the place for Zhao Wu'an, who was a talent compared to him.

Zhao Wu'an arched his hand at the woman: "Madam, good." ”

"Who is your wife? You two break into someone's house at night......

The woman was halfway through speaking, when she finally saw An Qing and An Guangmao standing at the door, and her words stopped abruptly for a while.

An Guangmao scratched his head, a smile appeared on his broad face, and he raised his hand and said: "This is Zhao Jushi, you have seen it, this is his friend, called Hu Buxi." ”

Then, he reached out and put his hand on An Qing's shoulder and nudged forward.

"It's not that I don't want to save money on candles, it's that Qing'er is back. He said kindly.

An Qing said crisply: "Mother." ”

The woman was stunned, and a strand of sideburns hung down in front of her eyes, and she forgot to lift it for a while.