"Who is Childe waiting for?"

"Wait for an old man. ”

"Well, did you wait for him?"

"I'm here. ”

"Oh, that's lucky. Unlike me, I've waited so long that I can't remember what he looks like. ”

"I... It's too late. ”

Rongzhou City, ten miles away, there is a small town called Yunzhu Town.

Three miles south of the town, there is a tea shop called Wufeng Tang.

At this time, in the tea shop, a young man leaning against the window and napping seemed to be frightened by something, and his head slammed down.

The young man felt extremely embarrassed by such a way of waking up, only to see that when he looked up, he used the corner of his eye to sneak a glance around, and after confirming that no one was present, he quickly rubbed his head with his hand.

The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, with a handsome face, and under the background of a few strands of black hair under the corner of the temples, he was even more heroic.

However, compared to his handsome face, his name is even more unforgettable.

The young man's surname is Li, and his name is Chang'an.

Chang'an, a name with the same name as the imperial capital.

However, I don't know if it was for intentional avoidance, or out of love for the boy, the neighbors almost never called the boy Chang'an, but called him by his nickname, thirteen.

Li Changan rubbed it lightly and scolded secretly: "Damn, in broad daylight, I'm dreaming again." ”

However, when Li Changan finished saying this, he saw his expression change, his eyes staring at the front with a slightly empty gaze, and there was a faint sense of loss.

"Is that you?"

Li Changan muttered to himself, and then the corners of his mouth overflowed with a touch of self-deprecation, "How could it be her." ”

"Yes, how could it be her, she has been in the imperial capital for almost three years. ”

When Li Changan said this, the sentence sounded in his mind again, "Little beggar, remember to come to the imperial capital to find me." ”

Thinking of this, Li Changan's heart trembled, and he murmured, "Gu Li..."

"You said you like Chang'an, and my name is Thirteen, the thirteenth of the Thirteenth Dynasty of Chang'an. ”

Li Changan shook his hand tightly, and then said fiercely: "Wait for me." ”

With that, Li Changan shook his head violently, trying not to let himself think about the girl who often appeared in his dreams.

After several efforts, Li Changan finally calmed down his mood.

At this time, he had only one thought in his heart, to earn money, and when he had enough entanglements, he set off to the imperial capital to find the girl who had saved his life.

"The world is panicked, but a few taels of broken silver, but a few taels of broken silver can solve all kinds of panic in the world. ”

Li Changan muttered in his mouth, and he had already stood up.

However, when he looked out, he sighed softly.

I don't know how many times he has heard this today.

"Business is sluggish!"

Looking at the empty tea shop, Li Changan hung his hands and buried his head, and no one could understand the melancholy in his heart.

In the face of today's dismal business, he really can't figure it out, it stands to reason that it is now the spring of March, which should be the peak season for passers-by, however, Wufeng Tang has gone through the most bleak period of time since his opening, pinching his fingers and calculating, it has been three months since the last customer left the store.

During this period, he proposed to his uncle to simply sell Wufeng Tang, but every time he opened his mouth, he was admonished by his uncle to pick up a stick and cover his face: "Our tea shop, backed by green mountains, facing the three rivers, in the bamboo waves, no scorching heat in summer, no severe cold in winter, raising your eyes to enjoy the autumn snow during the day, and watching the stars at night, how many times can you hear this scene?"

For his uncle's words, Li Changan resisted and despised at first, and sometimes even chose to say a few words, but after all, he was just a thirteen-year-old child, and he was finally defeated, and in the end, he could only succumb to his uncle's "obscenity".

However, Wufeng Tang was saved, but the life of the uncle and nephew was gradually insecure, and the income of the tea shop could only maintain the daily expenses of the two, but now it has been three months and has not received any guests.

In the end, Li Changan's uncle had to do his old job - looking at feng shui, just like this, relying on his uncle's craft, the life of the two was barely enough.

After losing his busyness in the past, Li Changan sometimes went with his uncle to help out, but most of the time, as he saw today, he stayed alone in the tea shop and enjoyed the passing wind outside the window alone.

"Little Thirteen..."

A powerful call was heard in the distance.

Hearing this, Li Changan was taken aback, recovered from his contemplation, followed the prestige, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Oops, I forgot to cook." ”

Just when Li Changan was at a loss because he forgot to cook, an old man who looked to be about fifty or so had already strode in from outside the door.

Seeing this, Li Changan hurriedly called out, "Uncle." ”

The old man's surname is Li, and his single name is Chun.

"Hmm. Li Chun answered, put aside his belongings, and said, "Are there any guests today?"

"Not even a passer-by was seen. Li Changan smiled bitterly, don't talk about passers-by, every day, a few mosquitoes flew in the tea shop, and a few gusts of wind blew, he could say it like a few treasures.

Li Changan's answer, Li Chun seemed to have expected it, only to see him smile faintly, reached out and touched Li Changan's little head, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, with my uncle here, I won't let our little thirteen starve." ”

"Uncle..."

"I think you kid forgot to cook again. Li Chun interrupted Li Changan's speech.

"I..."

"It seems that my uncle didn't guess wrong, but you kid forgot about it again. Li Chun didn't blame, and walked towards the gang room as he spoke.

Looking at the departing back, Li Changan felt the same in his heart for a while, although the two were uncles and nephews, they were already like father and son.

Li Chun's love for Li Changan is well known to everyone in these ten miles and eight towns, and he is reluctant to let Li Changan do a little thing on weekdays, and he does everything himself, if it weren't for the fact that the two have always been called uncles and nephews, I'm afraid few people will believe that they are not father and son.

However, Li Chun's love for Li Changan is also relaxed, and he is also notoriously strict in teaching the latter to read and write and behave in a way that is not only severe.

"Uncle, Thirteen is not very hungry, I want to go to town and listen to Mr. Storyteller tell a story. Li Changan shouted loudly into the room.

Li Changan has no hobbies on weekdays, and his biggest hobby is only one, that is, he will go to the street of Yunzhu Town, three miles away from home, every day to listen to the storyteller tell stories.

As soon as he heard that Li Changan was about to slip away without eating again, Li Chun hurriedly stopped and said, "Uncle will tell you one later..."