"That's surprising." Tired of melon seeds, Ayin tossed the silk one after another, "I once had a benefactor, and I got a Saixi Shi's aunt, and I heard that I couldn't put it down, and I couldn't put it down. It's not uncommon for me to come here."
"But I didn't think so. It's only been a few months since the door, and this concubine actually contracted tuberculosis and died." A Yin clapped both hands, and with a crisp sound, the bird's wings spread out.
"That old man was so sad that he lost his human form, and he was buried in the beautiful scenery. He was buried for seven or eight days, but he lost an important treasure. A few family members are going to open the tomb."
Tu Laoyao looked at her petal-like plump lips. No matter how strange things were told from there, it seemed that he had a passion for it, and he listened to it like a melon field and Lixia's idleness.
Mr. Tu unconsciously reached out and grabbed a handful of melon seeds, hunched his back and knocked with relish.
Li Shiyi shifted his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head again, seeing Song Shijiu who was sitting obediently in his arms looking at the youngest Tu, his pink lips opening and closing as he nibbled on melon seeds.
Li Shiyi raised his head and listened carefully to the reason given by A Yin. His index finger precisely and gently touched Song Shijiu's lips.
A Yin didn't pay attention to her small movements, she only frowned and said: "This is the fault of the housekeeper, the borrowed skirmishers, and even the tomb robbers who were invited, all of them died inside, with spring faces on their faces. The clothes were messy, and some of the bottoms of the trousers were half torn off."
A Yin bit her lip and smiled with interest, shaking her head: "I heard that she was fascinated by that concubine."
"Oh." Mr. Tu pushed his fat chin out in disgust.
"So?" Li Shiyi was a little impatient, raised his hand and scratched his eyebrows.
"The old man thought about it, it's impossible to send the man down again. It happened that I heard that I was eating this way when I was friendly with me, so I got a letter, please go and take a look." A Yin looked at the cowhide envelope on the table. With a stubborn mouth, he rolled his eyelids and sneered, "It's hard for him to remember me!"
Li Shiyi's eyes circled around the envelope, before returning to Ayin's face before staying too long: "Where?"
"Tianjin Guardian."
The youngest Tu spat out a mouthful of melon seed shells and was extremely surprised: "How far has your old business gone?"
"Peaches and plums form their own way without saying anything, have you heard of it?" A Yin looked at him, "Auntie, I am also full of peaches and plums."
"No." Mr. Tu vaguely felt that this was not the way he said it, but he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. He only hummed and lowered his voice, and picked up a full and fragrant melon seed and stuffed it into his mouth.
Li Shiyi thought about it and said, "I'll go. You take the money, and I'll give you 50%."
"What?" A Yinliu raised her eyebrows and glared at her, "Send money? Save Fengchen?"
Li Shiyi raised his thin lips and smiled lightly, squeezed the treasure in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Rhinoceros are expensive."
A Yin was stunned for a moment, and looked away, still reluctant, but his eyes softened.
Youngest Tu rolled his eyes and pursed his lips in a thief. Yu Guangsao saw Song Nineteen was also with him, and looked back and forth at this, and then at that.
gossip. Li Shiyi lightly raised his hand and patted the back of Song Shijiu's head.
Song Nineteen was educated for the first time, and was very frustrated. Li Shiyi moved his neck calmly and said to Ayin, "Since I'm going to go far, I'll entrust her to you these few days."
Song Nineteen pricked up his ears alertly, but listened to A Yin resolutely pushing back: "What's the point of raising a baby in my kiln? She's unknown where she came from, you can just take it with you, and it's all over the place. Once you come out, go back to the soil again, maybe you will have some eyebrows."
She was intrigued: "Besides, I see her skeleton is extraordinary, she has great ability to keep things uneven, and if she is good, she can also help you."
"What if it's bad?" Mr. Tu looked at her worriedly.
"That's also the case, Taoism is natural." A Yin sighed.
Mr. Tu couldn't understand: "What do you mean?"
"Deserving it."
It was noon when I came out of the Fenglou. A few rickshaw drivers downstairs squatted at the base of the wall to rest in the cool, waiting for the dignitaries who came out. When I saw a girl with a baby coming out, I couldn't help but look more. He looked at him twice, and then looked at him again, and there was an inexplicable color in his eyes.
One of them said, "Miss Ayin came out of the house, and she heard Xiao Cui say that she would lock the door as soon as she came, and would not come out within three or five hours."
"How about this one?" The other loudly laughed, as if he had deliberately sent the words to Li Shiyi's back.
Several coachmen burst into laughter, and Mr. Tu was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and was about to turn around, but he heard a "crashing" sound, and a basin of cold water splashed down from upstairs, drenching the coachmen just fine.
The brothers looked up and saw Ayin leaning against the railing with a smile, and said with a smile, "Auntie's bath water is a reward for you to drink. One day I really put Li Shiyi on the bed, thank you for a bucket! "
After she finished speaking, she moved her shoulders gracefully, raised her chin and closed her hands, closing the window with a bang.
The driver scolded angrily, Mr. Tu had never seen such a world before, neither advancing nor retreating, seeing that Li Shiyi didn't lift his eyelids, and pursed his lips into a vague smile, only then did he regain his senses and join her. walking back.
Mr. Tu looked at Li Shiyi's profile. For some reason, he always felt that Li Shiyi was not as disgusting as he used to be. Not only was he not ugly, but he also had an intriguing aroma of tea, even though he rarely drank tea. , but always felt that the best tea should be like Li Shiyi, with a profound aftertaste and a long aftertaste.
He thoughtfully pushed Li Shiyi with his elbow: "Eleventh sister."
"Huh?" Li Shiyi warmed the echo from his nose.
"Are you really going to Tianjin Guard?"
"Yeah." He repeated in a low voice.
The youngest Tu looked at her up and down: "You are a thin girl, why do you have to deal with this? This time, I'm afraid I'm not afraid?"
"Not afraid." Li Shiyi shook his head.
"Why? What a horrible person."
Youngest Tu waited for a long while, but Li Shiyi raised his lips slightly and smiled. That smile only lasted for a moment, causing Youngest Tu to lose his soul for no reason.
He saw Li Shiyi pursing the corners of his mouth slowly, his clear eyes pressed down, his eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he said, "The warlords are divided, killing people like numbness, and corpses are all over the place, isn't it scary? Food, isn’t it scary? The squires are rampant, robbing civilian girls, and they are as poor as weeds, isn’t it scary?”
"You're not afraid of people, why are you afraid of ghosts?" She stopped the ending and snorted almost inaudibly.
Youngest Tu was stunned on the spot, his mouth open enough to stuff an egg.
Li Shiyi stopped and frowned, "What are you doing?"
The youngest Tu said: "Eleventh sister, you... I'm afraid you haven't studied?"
He didn't understand a single word of what she said, and only knew that if four words and four words jumped out, it was designated as a scholar, designated as a scholar.
Li Shiyi glanced at him and continued to walk forward.
Mr. Tu whispered a long and short sentence in his ear, but Li Shiyi ignored it, but the little man in his arms raised his head and listened attentively, his small mouth rounded and flattened with his movements, and all of a sudden, it circled into a coin. Pull it into a chopstick at once.
The noon sun was extremely poisonous, illuminating the dead aura alive and full of hope. Li Shiyi heard a young child clearing his throat like a child, and then said softly, "I will."
The voice is very thin, with the same ending as Li Shiyi, the cadence like A Yin's coquettish babble, and the fresh and sweet fragrance like the old daughter Hong in Kaifeng at the beginning of the year.
Youngest Tu froze on the spot, covering his tongue and retreating half a meter away.
Song Nineteen raised his small head, pouted twice like a juvenile eating food, put his arms around Li Shiyi's neck, and repeated half-bakedly, "I can speak."
Li Shiyi's eyes were still, and he should be flat and straightforward: "Do you want to applaud?"
The author says:
Li Shangyin's "Chang'e": "Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea, blue sky, night and night heart."