For three days, Yin Wenjiao stayed in the room and closed the door. Mrs. Yin was a little worried after hearing this, and immediately told Yin Kaishan that she wanted to visit her daughter Yin Wenjiao with her husband, but Yin Kaishan was just busy with official business and was not allowed to go in his spare time. In desperation, Mrs. Yin hurriedly came to visit her daughter with her maid Qiuyue.

When I came to my daughter's room, I saw that the indoor windows were bright and clean, quiet and elegant, not publicized, and the style was like my daughter's person. Old Madam Yin sighed, secretly sad that her daughter's weak nature had suffered a big accident in the past.

When she came to her daughter, Yin Wenjiao heard a familiar footstep and knew that her mother was coming, so she sat up from the bed. At this time, the maid Qiuyue quickly put a pillow on Yin Wenjiao's back, and straightened Yin Wenjiao's body.

"Mother, are you here?" Seeing more and more gray hair on Old Madam Yin's sideburns, Yin Wenjiao's heart was sour, and she almost burst into tears.

"Jiao'er. After not seeing her for three days, her daughter's face seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and Mrs. Yin was extremely distressed, holding her precious daughter's slender palm tightly, with tears in her eyes.

"Mother!" Yin Wenjiao's heart was extremely aggrieved, and she fell into her mother's arms and sobbed.

"Oh, by the way, your father has been busy with official business for the past two days, so he doesn't have time to go over to see you. Old Madam Yin gently patted her daughter's thin body while talking.

Yin Wenjiao sighed in her heart, and didn't say anything, just fell into her mother's arms, enjoying the warmth of mother and daughter for a moment, enjoying the warmth that she hadn't had for a long time......

"Mother, my daughter is just unwell these days, and there is nothing serious. Yin Wenjiao comforted her mother.

"Tomorrow I want to go to that person's ancestral temple to worship the female snail Niangniang. Yin Wenjiao, who was buried in her mother's arms, looked up at her mother and spoke softly.

"Okay, according to you! Tomorrow my mother will let Qiuyue accompany you. Old Mrs. Yin stroked her daughter's hair, her eyes full of kindness.

Early the next morning

Two family members of the Yin Mansion rushed to Lishan in the eastern suburbs of Chang'an with a sedan chair, and the maid Qiuyue accompanied Yin Wenjiao to the ancestral temple to worship.

"Qiuyue, let's go to South Street first, it seems that we can catch the market today." Yin Wenjiao, who was sitting in the soft sedan chair, suddenly opened the sedan curtain and said to Qiu Yue, who was walking next to the sedan chair.

"Miss, this South Street is on the south side, and Lishan is in the northeast corner, if you go to South Street first, it will be a big bend!"

"Miss, I'm afraid that it will be too late to go like this, and I will miss the time to go home. Thinking of Mrs. Yin's explanation before leaving, Qiu Yue's face suddenly became embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's urgent. Yin Wenjiao dropped this sentence and put down the sedan curtain again.

Seeing that the young lady had no room for negotiation, Qiu Yue reluctantly instructed the sedan chair driver to go to South Street first, and then to the Lishan Ancestral Temple.

South Street Market

An official sedan chair crossed the Suzaku Gate Gate and came to the bustling South Street.

Yin Wenjiao wore a gauze cover on her face, opened the sedan curtain with a jade hand, watched the scene of the market from time to time, and smiled from time to time. Today's South Street really coincides with the market, and it is even more lively than when it passed by a few days ago, Yin Wenjiao said secretly in her heart.

Yin Wenjiao's ears listened to the penetrating shouts of the hawkers along the street from time to time, and there were many pavilions on both sides of the street, including tea shops, wine shops, inns, rice shops, cloth shops, butcher shops, pawns, temples, etc., all walks of life. There are many daily necessities such as silk and satin, jewelry and spices, incense paper horses, etc., as well as medical centers and pharmacies, hairdressing and face repair, cart repair, fortune telling, opera performances, etc., which are bustling and lively.

Looking at the bustling scene of the bazaar, helping the old and the young, Yin Wenjiao couldn't help but sigh: "All living beings are busy for their livelihoods, but what am I Yin Wenjiao living for?"

"Good!"

A shout of applause suddenly sounded in front of him, followed by a loud noise.

"It's here again. Seeing the scene in her memory, Yin Wenjiao couldn't help but smile.

Instructed the sedan chair man to stop the sedan chair, Yin Wenjiao walked out of the sedan chair and came to the stall of the noodle kneader, still the kind and kind noodle man, still there skillfully kneading all kinds of animals, flowers, birds, insects, fish and character shapes, seeing the noodle pneader master three or two times turned the dough in his hand into a vivid character or animal image, Yin Wenjiao's mind A picture suddenly flashed:

"Miss, come and see! The light green spring flowers are shouting in front of them in surprise......

Chunhua held the brightly colored noodle man Sun Wukong in her hand, bouncing and jubilant all the way......

The image in front of me is fleeting.

The corners of Yin Wenjiao's lips behind the mask twitched, and she smiled softly. When I came to the old man who kneaded the dough, I saw that the old man's eyebrows were white, and he was much older than he was eighteen years ago. Yin Wenjiao gently lifted the veil with an orchid finger, ignoring the dumbfounded and shocked expressions of others, and asked with a smile: "Old man, do you remember me?"

Hearing the sound, the master of the dough pinching man put on reading glasses, and after a closer look, the woman in front of the meeting was unusually beautiful and amazing, about thirty years old, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so the old man shook his head: "I don't remember." ”

A trace of disappointment flashed on Yin Wenjiao's face, but then suddenly: Eighteen years ago, she and Chunhua occasionally passed by here, and reunited with her husband Chen Guangrui near here, and now it has been eighteen years, and the time is too long, and it is a one-sided relationship, no wonder this old man doesn't remember.

Yin Wenjiao looked at the various and different shapes of noodles inserted on the table, and the image of the beautiful and lively Spring Flower girl flashed in her mind, so she said softly: "Old man, my dead Spring Flower sister's favorite noodle Monkey King is the most, how about you old man?"

"Okay!" The old man who pinched the dough saw that there was another business patronage, so he naturally couldn't ask for it, and immediately agreed. The old man skillfully broke off a few balls of dough of different colors with his hands, and kept kneading and pulling in his hands, combining and splicing, and soon, a well-known and well-known face man appeared in Yin Wenjiao's eyes: a hairy monkey face, fiery eyes, wearing a yellow monk hat, obliquely draped in yellow clothes, surrounded by a tiger skin skirt, holding a dark red black iron rod with two golden hoops, holding a pergola in his hand is looking into the distance, the face is vivid, the demeanor is lifelike, and it is the Monkey King who made trouble in the heavenly palace five hundred years ago.

"Thank you old man!" Yin Wenjiao happily took over the noodle man Sun Wukong, bowed down to thank the old man who pinched the noodle, the maid Qiuyue next to him handed over the money, Yin Wenjiao held the noodle man Sun Wukong in her hand, got on the sedan chair not far away, and left again.

When the sedan chair passed through an alley on South Street that specialized in the four treasures of the study, Yin Wenjiao opened a corner of the sedan curtain, and the haunting figure in her memory reappeared:

A pair of eyes are clean and bright, the face is angular, handsome and elegant, honest and polite, although the white shirt is an old clothes, but it is also clean and neat. When I saw myself, I often showed a hint of shyness, and sometimes I blushed, and I couldn't stand the jokes of myself and others.

"This nerd!" Yin Wenjiao scolded with tears in her eyes.

That day, it was in this alley that I met Chen Guangrui unexpectedly.

"It's not far away to start the exam, how sure is the son?" At that time, he was young and beautiful, dignified and generous, and asked Chen Guangrui with a smile.

"I will do my best to win fame and fame, and I will live up to the ambition of my life. "The nerd Chen Guangrui is full of confidence.

"Okay, then Wen Jiao here first wishes Gongzi to be on the list. At that time, I seemed to bow down to the nerd.

When the nerd Chen Guangrui saw that his upper body was lowered, he was plump and white under his bandeau, and his face flushed instantly, he wanted to help but didn't dare, and he looked cute and cute.

"Since Childe has such a lofty ambition, the day Childe will be on the gold list in the coming day is the time for me to congratulate Yin Wenjiao in person. "At that time, I was dignified and decent, like a lady.

Thinking of this, Yin Wenjiao smiled at the corner of her mouth, and a line of tears flowed down.

With the hurried footsteps of the sedan chair drivers, this alley, which witnessed the reunion and love of Yin Wenjiao and Chen Guangrui, went farther and farther, and gradually disappeared in Yin Wenjiao's reluctant and tearful eyes......