Hu Jia
"Girl Zhi, you didn't sleep at night, so what are you busy with here?" Huber woke up after a long sleep. He wanted to go to the hut, but the light was still on in the kitchen.
Bai Zhi is kneading the dough into long strips, and then using a knife to cut into small long sections.
She raised her hand to wipe her sweat, and said with a smile: "Ming'er Meng Nan and Jin Xiaoan are leaving. I will make them something to eat and let them take it on the road."
Huber said, "Do you want to help? I'll set the fire for you."
Bai Zhi waved his hand: "No need, no, I can do it alone, go to bed, I'm almost done."
Huber didn't force him, nodded, turned and went back to the house.
Hu Feng, who was meditating in the room, slowly opened his eyes. After hearing the door of the next room closed, he opened the door and came out.
The air is filled with the smell of sweet food, the night is already deep, the full moon is high, and the backyard looks very bright.
"You make so much, can they finish it?"
Hu Feng's voice sounded abruptly, so scared that she almost cut her finger.
Putting down the knife, she turned to look at Hu Feng who was standing at the door of the room, her eyes rounded and said: "You are going to scare people to death, this is the middle of the night." Why is this guy silent when he walks? Did he do light work by walking
Hu Feng strolled into the kitchen leisurely, sat down on the small stool of the stove, glanced at the fire in the stove, and dropped two sticks of dry wood in.
"You also know that it's midnight? It's just breakfast for two people, so it's necessary to cook so much?" He glanced at the cage on the stovetop. The three-tier cage was already half full.
Bai Zhi said: "Meng Nan is the noble son of Kyoto. I think that in addition to the people sent by the Yamen, there will definitely be people from the Meng family in Kyoto to pick him up. Doing more is better than doing less and not having enough food."
She continued the work in her hands, watching the dough in her hands intently, and her mouth was not idle: "Hu Feng, one day in the future, you will recover your memory, you will become a rich man like Meng Nan again, and remember the present. Come, will you feel the humiliation of life?"
Hu Feng didn't look at her, but looked at the flames jumping in the stove, "Why do you think I am a rich man? Maybe I'm just an ordinary person."
Bai Zhi shook his head: "You can never be an ordinary person."
Hu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Are you so sure? Why?"
She stopped her movements, put down the kitchen knife, and pointed her head with her finger: "Intuition, my intuition tells me that you must be an unusual person. You don't belong to the Yellow Camel Village. You will leave sooner or later."
Hu Feng looked up at her and looked at her serious eyes. Her eyes are so beautiful, like the brightest star in the night sky. When he is helpless and confused, it can always bring him a ray of light. hope.
"So what about you? Do you belong to Yellow Camel Village?"
Her hands stopped cutting the dough, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyes, confusion about the unknown path ahead, and confusion about her future life. It seems that everything is going well at the moment, but she knows that this kind of peace cannot last forever. of.
No matter in this inexplicable world, or in another world she is familiar with, there is no long-term peace and tranquility.
But what? This is life, isn't it
Lost for a moment, she curled her lips and smiled, looking sideways at Hu Feng with burning eyes, "Of course, for now, you and I belong to Huangtuo Village. As for the future, that is the future. Day by day, no one knows what will happen in the next moment."