Song Nineteen was really interested: "Which one?"
"Probably two years before I moved to the mountains, a girl asked me to be a matchmaker." The sound of the rain fell a little, and the sky was a little brighter. The embroidered stretcher in Yan Niang's hand stretched the white silk tightly. , reflecting the light, you can see the tiny vertical and horizontal Silk Road.
"You have to know that it's very strange for the eldest girl to come to the door to ask someone to match, not to mention that the girl is very beautiful. My eyes are slender and not very good-looking, but the girl has a pair of big black and bright eyes. The eyes, the end of the eyes are flying upwards, and the appearance is full of love. In the past ten years and the next ten years, I have never seen such beautiful eyes." She said, her hand wearing a thimble in her eyes. When Duan gestured, there were obvious lines at the corners of her eyes, which formed a cruel contrast with the girl in her mouth.
"The girl was born beautiful, but she didn't speak very clearly. The birth date was messed up, and there was no grandfather or elder in the family. She seemed helpless, but she was very generous." Yan Niang stabbed a needle down , "Clap!" The cotton thread quickly passed through, bouncing up fine dust.
"It's not surprising," she squinted her eyes and looked at the pin, raised her head and smiled, "the most surprising thing is that she actually prepared a sedan chair by herself and carried it back to my door, saying that if she found Ruyi, Lord Lang, please go into the sedan chair and carry it back."
"Looking at you, don't you think that girl is stupid?" Yan Niang shook her head at Song Nineteen, "I thought about it like this at first, but she is very thoughtful, and her speech and behavior are no different from ordinary people. At that time, I was young, and the girl came here because of her fame, so I didn't want to disappoint, so I came down."
Song Nineteen opened his black and white eyes, but he was somewhat similar to that strange girl.
Yan Niang embroidered stitches and lines, and her words were tick by line: "I was very attentive at that time, and I collected all the young talents in the four and nine cities, and gave her the famous posts like water, let her choose as she chooses, She also took it very seriously."
"But the first time, I didn't look at it, the second time, I didn't look at it. After three, four, five or six times, she led the sedan chair to see it every three or five times, but she turned back empty-handed." To this day, Yan Niang Still a little confused, maybe still a little unwilling, the second young master of the pawnshop in the west of the city is one of a hundred talents, but the girl said that he likes to speak foreign languages, sounding like a stupid parrot raised by Tushan people.
She doesn't know who Tu Shanren is, but this girl is difficult to deal with, she knows everything.
"And then?" Song Nineteen was fascinated, his teeth biting into a small piece of tender meat on the back of his hand, rubbing unconsciously.
"It's more than a year before and after this, and when the next year is summer, the girl will never live again." She came for no reason, and went away for no reason. Yan Niang was a little melancholy for no reason, "I asked someone to search for half a month. I want to send back the silver taels she gave me, but I have no whereabouts."
Yan Niang sighed, and there was some indescribable aftertaste between her no longer young lips and nose: "Speaking of which, this is also a heart disease of mine. I have done a good job in matchmaking, and I have a good reputation in every mile and eight townships, only this time. When I hit a wall, I felt a little unhappy myself, and after a while, I washed my hands in a golden basin and moved into the mountains."
Song Shijiu took a breath. She didn't like such a story with no beginning and no end. She was like a copper pea that couldn't be boiled, and she was a little embarrassed for a while. She glanced at Li Shiyi, but saw her The clear eyes and clear sky made her feel happy again in an instant.
So she chose another topic: "As a matchmaker, you are close to the water, and you haven't found a good one for yourself?" It was too selfless.
Yan Niang covered her lips and smiled, and the thimble between her fingers added a mature voice to her: "It's just that I'm used to seeing romantic affairs, so I don't care about love between men and women."
Song Nineteen felt a pity for her: "But in this lifetime, it would be a pity if I never sat in a red sedan chair."
She said casually, but Li Shiyi raised his eyebrows and looked at her thoughtfully.
Yan Niang smiled and shook her head, lowered her eyes to embroider, and waited until the delicate stamens took shape before she suddenly remembered something and raised her head.
When the sky cleared up, she put down her embroidery work, looked around the yard, sat down again, and said, "That girl's sedan chair is very delicate, the red bottom is brighter than the rouge, and the golden luan and silver phoenix live together. Once I was reading a famous post in her, I couldn't help but sneak up and take a seat."
"It's just a coincidence that as soon as I sat down, the blue sky and day were thundering, and the sun was raining brightly." The raindrops left on the windowsill fell to the ground, as if responding to her, she smiled, "I At that time, I was not very serious, and I was very guilty, so I hurriedly crawled out and entered the room in a state of uncertainty, that girl…”
She paused, unable to speak.
The girl held an umbrella and stood in the rain looking at her blushing cheeks, her eyes seemed to understand, but she didn't know it at all.
Yan Niang smiled, stood up, and said, "The rain has stopped."
Li Shiyi took his eyes away from the shiny tabletop, turned his head and glanced outside, and also got up and said, "It's clear, it's time to leave."
Yan Niang expected that they must have something to do, so she didn't stay too much, she just took off the thimble to send them out.
I just opened the door, but I saw a white fluffy thing leaning in against the wall, the size of a puppy, with a pointed face and black pupils. The little paw was on the ground, panting loudly.
"Abai." Yan Niang called it with a smile, and the worries on her brows finally dissipated.
The little beast called Abai whimpered and walked towards her slowly. Yan Niang squatted down, ignoring that the long skirt was soaked in the muddy water, and only half hugged and touched its head.
"I moved here, and Bai followed me, and I just went out to find it." Yan Niang said.
Li Shiyi looked down at A Bai, and saw that Yan Niang was holding him in her arms, his head was drooping in Yan Niang's arms, while Yan Niang sent them off, he stroked his well-behaved back: "It's getting old, The legs are not very neat, and the courage is very small."
Song Nineteen wanted to touch it, but after hearing this, he withdrew his hand and followed Li Shiyi out the door.
Yan Niang leaned against the door and nodded goodbye to them.
Small splashes of water splashed at the footsteps, and the two entered the forest again. Song Nineteen looked up and asked Li Shiyi, "What was that just now?"
Li Shiyi said, "Fox."
"That's it." Song Nineteen laughed, the little beast rolled through the mud, it was dark and dirty, and he didn't really recognize it.
She thought that Li Shiyi would not speak again, but she heard her speak warmly: "Do you really like listening to stories?"
Song Nineteen nodded.
Li Shiyi blinked his thin phoenix eyes and said, "Then I will tell you something."
"Okay." Song Nineteen was overjoyed, looking at her expectantly.
Li Shiyi pushed aside a clump of weeds that was half a person high, thought for a moment, and said, "It is said that there is a spirit fox in the south of Tushan. The fox has nine tails. After 400 years of cultivation, you can get a human body."
"Linghu grows to five hundred years old, and needs to be married, carry a sedan chair to the door, and welcome back to Tushan. If not, the body will not be restored, and it will return to the shape of a beast."
Song Nineteen's heart skipped a beat, and there were fragments that were strangely connected together. In the picture was the eccentric girl, the delicate sedan chair, the timid Ah Bai, and the lonely Yan Niang.
Li Shiyi raised his eyes to look at the clear sky, and continued: "When the lover enters the sedan chair, it rains on a sunny day, and it doesn't stop for half a day."
Song Nineteen bit his lower lip, glanced back involuntarily, and replied softly after a while, "What is this story called?"
Li Shiyi smiled lightly and said in a low voice—
"Sui Sui white fox, with nine tails. Hug with you, the earth will last forever."
The author says:
1. It is a folklore that a fox gets married and the sun rains. 2. The legend of the nine-tailed fox in Tushan is related to the Tushan clan, the wife of Dayu. The last sentence is also from "Tu Shan Song" in "Lv's Spring and Autumn": "Sui Sui white fox, nine-tailed Pang Pang. Embrace the king, the earth will last forever."