The rooster sang, and in the winter it clucked so hoarsely that it seemed to be whining, every time it became more and more mournful, A Yin cleaned up early and sat by the stove playing cards with the youngest. Song Nineteen has always been diligent, but today he was dawdling and no one was seen. Li Shiyi at the table was drinking tea with his forehead propped up, his eyes swept across the closed door, and then he swept away quietly. Looking back, the ring finger restlessly pressed the eyebrows.
Seeing her expression, Ayin grinned again and glanced at the looming black green under her eyes, threw the card and sat beside Li Shiyi, and said with a faint smile, "I can't think of it."
"Huh?" Li Shiyi gave her a final note.
A Yin Qi Ran sighed: "Unexpectedly, you actually eat this set."
But a few rude words, she said a thousand and eight hundred times with her friends, and she went back and poked her lungs, knowing that Li Shiyi liked listening to it, she had to turn over the book a few times, and put a few words on her back to relieve her boredom. Son.
Li Shiyi glanced at her, his graceful shoulders and neck lingered back and forth, not intending to answer.
While speaking, the door was pushed open, and the sound of the wooden shelf opening and closing was accompanied by a small coughing sound, as if breathing in. Li Shiyi raised his head and saw an uncomfortable pink-white face. His face seemed to have passed through his face. The red and purple blood vessels jumped, like an exhausted spark.
Li Shiyi's heart skipped a beat, and before he could speak, he heard Mr. Tu ask Song Shijiu, "What's wrong with you?"
"Yesterday when I washed my hair, I probably didn't have a lot of dryness, I got windy, and I didn't have a good night." Song Nineteen coughed again, and said in a hoarse voice.
She smiled at Li Shiyi with all her might, then weighed the burden on her hands, and said, "Let's go?"
Li Shiyi hesitated, standing up and carrying her luggage. Song Shijiu followed, and took her package with her hair down, saying, "I'll take it for you."
There was a sharp contrast between the attentive manner and the pale sick face, which made Li Shiyi freeze on the spot. A Yin took a quick breath, shook his head and leaned closer to the youngest Tu. The corner of his mouth pulled down and whispered, "High."
Youngest Tu moved his lips: "How do you say?"
Ayin analyzed it for him: "Yesterday, I punched a straight punch, and today I'm going to retreat. With this ill appearance, who can make a slap in the face?"
Not to mention the hard-faced and soft-hearted Li Shiyi.
She cupped her cheeks in despair, her Li Shiyi was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get into bed.
The youngest Tu was puzzled: "She's a baby girl, so she can understand so much about you? Where did she learn it?"
A Yin thought for a while: "talent."
Tu Laoyao was just tsk tsk in amazement, Li Shi on the other side must have given Song Nineteen a look, and squeezed his own package tightly in his hands. The loss in Song Nineteen's eyes flashed, but when he saw Li Shi As soon as he reached out to her, he moved his lips and said softly, "Give me the burden."
Song Nineteen pursed his lips, his eyes blinded by his illness lit up like a dazzling fire. He handed the burden to her with kindness. Seeing that Li Shiyi was about to leave, he lowered his head and paused, his heels on the slate floor. Rub lightly.
Li Shiyi turned to look at her suspiciously, listening to Song Shijiu's exhausted trachea, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "It seems to be a little burned, and my ankles have no strength."
Youngest Tu was busy going forward to carry her, but Ayin grabbed the corner of his clothes, glancing at him to indicate to him to clear up the ambiguous atmosphere between the two.
Li Shiyi placed his middle finger on the cotton bag and tapped lightly. Song Shijiu looked at her for a while, and reached out his hand to her, but he passed the fat-like fingers and only held a small corner of the bag, saying, "You Hold me, will it work?"
When he spoke, he pulled the cloth head twice with his fingers, like a tiny request.
Cheng Chengcheng, the apex of Tu's heart trembled, and the little man in his chest nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Li Shiyi lowered his eyes tepidly and let her pull out the door.
The winter sun is the most deceptive thing. It gilded the two Li Song, one tall and the other short, with a layer of golden light. The warm halo danced between Song Nineteen's curled eyelashes and hooked her eyebrows. Golden and soft, she stretched her bones lazily, aligning her heartbeat with her pace, and aligning her pace with Li Shiyi's.
Youngest Tu and A Yin followed leisurely, and heard the girl who had recovered a little bit of energy throwing questions sweetly.
"I haven't seen summer. Is the sun in summer the same as in winter?"
"Different."
"Let's go back, will Youngest Tu fall to the ground?"
"It's still early."
"Do you like little dolls, but are you thinking of having one?"
"In no mood."
"That's fine, I don't want to either."
"… "
"What's she doing crazy?" The youngest Tu watched the little deer turn into an oriole, and turned upside down like a wheel and a wheel.
Song Nineteen didn't have time to pay attention to the thoughts of the reckless man behind him, and only squeezed his small fist at the seam of his trousers.
Work hard, she told herself.
Another half a month later, the four of them returned to Sijiucheng, and the youngest Tu shook the bones that fell apart, like a wandering spirit whose spine had been ripped out. It was not until he entered Li Shiyi's courtyard that the Shar-Pei was brought into custody. The same wrinkled face was released, and Yu returned with some arrow-like heart.
After entering the gate, Mrs. Sao hurriedly led him to see Sister-in-law Tu, but he showed some unprovoked hypocrisy. He only stood firm, wiped a handful of shiny hair, and asked Li Shiyi, "Why? Like, is it decent or not?"
A Yin snorted coldly: "You are not an ancestor with 'Dignity', so don't go to relatives."
Li Shiyi didn't want to talk, so he took a look at the courtyard. The white walls on the top of the ink were not stained with dust, and they were kept bright and clean by Mrs. Tu. The beam of light was suspended in the courtyard, and a cold plum was moved beside the courtyard, trembling. The flowers were blooming, and the invited mother Chen had a sharp smile, and the smile had the smell of sloppy clothes. Everything was close and just right, like a warm home.
Mother Chen said hello, and saw that Sister-in-law Tu came out of the east courtyard with her waist pole. She gained a lot of weight, which made her pregnant face feel a little more festive, and her belly protruded a little. Her movements were a little labored. She was wearing a dark red jacket, and her hands were still wet with water. Seeing Li Shiyi, she felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to call, so she called out loudly. One sentence: "Girl."
Youngest Tu saw that she was very embarrassed, with the soft cloth shoes on his toes, so he stretched out his hand and circled back and forth between him and Li Shiyi, and said loudly, "You're welcome, my brother."
brother? A Yin and Song Shijiu looked at him together, and even Li Shiyi raised his brows.
Mr. Tu carefully withdrew the words, and corrected them uncertainly: "Sister?"
The sound of the sisters made him a little sour, and his kneecaps were twisted. Li Shiyi twitched the corners of her mouth, and Sister-in-law Tu was also amused. She hit the ground on the ground to drive away some embarrassment. She smiled at Li Shiyi and said, "Have you eaten? Just rolled the noodles and boiled the sauce, if not Disgusting, I make fried noodles to eat."
Song Nineteen nodded as if pounding garlic, Li Eleven glanced at her, took away the burden that was holding her, and followed Sister-in-law Tu into the East Courtyard.
The east courtyard is different from the front courtyard. It doesn't look like the house of a big family, but it looks like a farmyard in the wrong place. Bamboo poles were erected in the Banyuemen, and a row of clothes of different colors was dried. There were several crooked buckets under the clothes, with gourds and gourds dangling in them. Vegetables are planted in the flowerbed on the other side, and a grape trellis is set up above, and many vines are wrapped around it. There is a wooden table in the center, as if it was moved from the old residence. Sister-in-law Tu saw Li Shiyi's squinting eyes, and looked at the youngest Tu anxiously. She couldn't be free, and she liked to do farm work every day, but it was someone else's house, but Li Shiyi was another one She was so nervous that she couldn't spit out a few words.
"Are you eating outside?" Sister-in-law Tu unconsciously rubbed the table with her cuff.
"Alright." Li Shiyi said.
Youngest Tu patted sister-in-law Tu on the back soothingly, and went with her to bring out the fried noodles. The white noodles that are smooth on the outside and tough on the inside are wrapped in the salty and fragrant black bean paste, accompanied by refreshing shredded radish and cucumber strips, which are refreshing and full. No time to speak. Sister-in-law Tu felt relieved when she saw that although Li Shiyi didn't like to talk, but he ate well, she also took the time to ask a few people's experiences.
Although Song Nineteen responded with greed, his body was not in great shape. After using a small bowl, he slumped on the table and listened to gossip without a word.
As he closed his eyelids and wanted to rest his mind, he heard Mrs. Tu say, "I almost forgot."
"What?" Li Shiyi looked away from Song Jiujin's face.
Sister-in-law Tu mixed a bowl of noodles for Youngest Tu: "Not long after you left, a girl came to the door. She didn't say what she was doing. She came every three or five days, just to ask if you were back."
The word "you" was aimed at Li Shiyi. Li Shiyi pondered a little and asked her, "Do you know who her surname is?"
"I asked." Sister-in-law Tu put the bowl in front of Mr. Tu, "It's said to be surnamed Yan and called Futi."
The name is very strange, and Li Shiyi is full of doubts and repeats it unconsciously.
Jambudi.