Li Shiyi didn't choose to take the boat, but bought a few short-distance tickets, and searched town by town along the map. After leaving the southwest, I realized that the world was really chaotic. There were yellow-faced and thin-skinned refugees everywhere. Taiban couldn't enter the city.
She hurriedly walked between peace and turmoil, listening to the cries of the children in the city being glutted by the sugar gourd, and also listening to the wailing of the children outside the city who were so hungry that their chests were pressed to their backs.
There is not much silver in hand, and there are loose pieces along the road, but after four or five days, the money is a little tight. Fortunately, she has always been able to plan, dividing the entanglement into one group and the emergency care one group, and the rest is the relief along the way.
Every time a piece of biscuits is scattered, she always thinks of Song Nineteen.
She was so certain that Song Nineteen would not take a car or a boat, and she was also certain that she used to measure the world with her footsteps, and she would squat down with her skirt up and hand out a piece of cake.
Li Shiyi doesn't consider herself to be a very gentle person, but she is very generous to others. For example, she walked slowly and slowly, leaving Song Nineteen to think. It's like she walked all over the city step by step, leaving the room for her to follow.
She didn't know what kind of mentality Song Nineteen was chasing after her at the beginning. If she wanted to understand, one hundred steps is not enough, one thousand steps is not enough, I am afraid she has to walk tens of thousands of steps and walk through thousands of people.
Her temper is too slow, and it takes a lot of time to scald a pot of wine and invite her sweetheart to drink it with fragrance and honey.
She put down the wine glass, and was disturbed by the words "sweetheart". She moved her eyes and leaned on the railing of the restaurant to look down. Passers-by were eagerly urged to go As she walked forward, she suddenly remembered that this was the boundary of Xiangxi. Back then, she learned to drive souls from her master and came to pay homage to an old friend.
She plucked the red rope in her hand, curled her fingers and tapped lightly on the wooden railing three times, a soft sound, a heavy sound, and a soft knock like pushing a door.
This technique of eating has not been used for a long time. When I was hungry and full, I never imagined that there would be such an opportunity. Lord Fu Jun emerged from the earthen grave, and the girl feeding the chicken was the legendary King Yama. , and the little baby boy he picked up was actually Zhu Jiuyin, who was bigger than the river.
Look, no matter where his thoughts start, Li Shiyi's foothold is always in the same place.
She gently lifted her lips and smiled, her smile was empty and destined, her thoughts were always slow, she would only think of Song Nineteen in the rubbing of her cuffs when she was taking out money, or when her chopsticks collided when she was eating. I thought of Song Nineteen when I was serving dishes, and I thought of Song Nineteen in the aftershocks that shook the door a little bit at night.
Her miss is common and trivial, and it must only appear when there is a sound, which seems to cover up some of the throbbing in her heart, but it will not be too earth-shattering, for fear of waking up the painstaking restraint.
She didn't dare to miss Song Nineteen too much, she was afraid of feeling lonely.
The bean curd skin that had not been used for a long time was stuck to her face again, and the old melon rind hat was wrapped around a head of blue silk. She shrank her bones and lowered her neck, her gray jacket was cradling her hands, and she didn't even notice her gender.
The dust on the side was billowing, and the hooves of the horses were arrogant. Li Shiyi coughed a little, squinting and waiting for a group of arrogant military masters to ride past. Horseshoe kicked over several stalls, and the hawker who was accustomed to it didn't even cry in surprise, and silently lowered his head to pick up the fruit.
The baby on the side was so frightened by the whip that it screamed, and it was quite heart-rending. The little woman coaxed the child while coaxing, and followed the child's back that was about to get angry. She was also distressed to the point of tears. .
Li Shiyi glanced sideways, walked to the middle of the road, picked up the tiger head hat dropped by the baby, and handed it to the woman.
Holding the hat, she was a little stunned. There used to be a little baby carved in pink and jade. She never cried or howled. She ate white-flour buns, and wore old clothes that covered her fingers. Sometimes she has nothing, but she always throws her sleeves and smiles at her with her shining eyes.
Since she was a child, she had never coaxed Song Nineteen a few times, and she was so satisfied that she didn't even have any excess greed.
The little woman took the hat and bent over to thank Li Shiyi. Li Shiyi turned to leave, but suddenly heard a sharp whistle behind him, exclaimed exclamations from both sides, and the hard iron behemoth was covered with dust. He rushed over, and the chugs of the vents were like the heavy breathing of a tiger when it was hunting for food.
The front of the car was in front of him in an instant, Li Shiyi dodged and avoided it, his right hand habitually hooked back, and instinctively protected his back.
The sound of the brakes suddenly sounded harsh, as if scratching on the eardrum, the tires made long scratches on the ground, and the engine thumped, shaking the car like a lingering old man, and it jolted to a stop.
Li Shiyi lowered his empty hand, his heart pounding with premonition, and stared at the foreign car without blinking.
The pedestrians on both sides still dared not go out, and they didn't know which master it was. While cleaning up, they peeked at the car. It seemed that the car was burned to the ground.
A "click" sounded, the door seemed to be smashed open, and a familiar figure jumped out of the billowing smoke.
"Li Shiyi!"
Li Shiyi's brows furrowed, and he let go very quickly. He let go of his pupils in disbelief. His eyeballs went from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. Finally, he returned to his original indifference and looked at him coldly. the person in front of you.
By the way, with this look, the person in front of him is even more certain that he has never admitted his mistake.
He grinned and walked over, still grinning with mung bean eyes and sausage mouth. He wanted to reach out and pat Li Shiyi on the shoulder, then shrewdly back, his neck moved a few times in the collar of his suit, Lai smiled and said, "Ten Miss."
Li Shiyi sneered and raised an eyebrow, "Youngest Tu."
It's the youngest Tu, but not the old youngest Tu. Now he is wearing a well-cut suit, his belly is tucked in a bit, the belt and the toe of the shoe are shiny, and even brighter is the big oily back with distinct hair roots. , yarded neatly, like shark fins revealing gold.
"You are..." Li Shiyi glanced at him and then at the car.
He was foolishly amused for a while, and managed to pull himself out of the joy of reunion. Without saying a word, he took over Li Shiyi's burden, walked with her to the side of the alley, and said, "I'll give it to you. The letter of the letter, but it was collected and confiscated? Why don't you reply a word or two, you people of culture, uh, decent, but you don't pay attention to things, that's good or bad, you have to have a letter, and you shouldn't be anxious, right? "
He lowered his head and patted Li Shiyi's burden, weighed it, and asked, "Why so little?"
He hesitated, looking at Li Shiyi with a look of "I'm afraid you're having a hard time".
Li Shiyi still didn't seem to care, his face was clear and watery, so he just asked him, "Because you didn't reply, you came here?"
"Ah." The youngest Tu nodded.
"No boat?"
Mr. Tu laughed "hi": "I'm seasick, don't I? It's a shame I didn't get on the boat, or how can I meet?"
He grabbed a corner of Li Shiyi's burden, twisted it over and over, and the soles of his feet also stepped on it.
Li Shiyi saw it, pursed his lips and smiled, then looked at his suit and asked him, "Have you made a fortune?"
The youngest Tu laughed even more joyously. One of the scenes in his dream was that when he reunited with his old friend, someone could ask "I have made a fortune". Especially when the words came out of Li Shiyi's mouth, it made him more comfortable, but He had grown a lot, and he only reached out to wipe one of his temples, pursed his lips, and said, "Thanks to you."
"After you left, Commander Lu came to the mansion a few times to look for it. Seeing that you were not there, he said the same was true for the apprentice."
"apprentice?"
Youngest Tu hummed twice and softened his neck: "I will."
Before Li Shiyi could respond, he hurriedly said, "Take a hundred hearts, I didn't give you the chain, the idea I have learned is more than enough to deal with that master."
"It's time for me to make a fortune. I lied for him twice, and he was promoted to three levels. I heard that I was going to look for you, so I hurriedly prepared a foreign car."
"I practiced pulling this foreign car for half a month, and jumped to Xiangxi Mansion, and now it's considered a success." He glanced at the car and decided not to.
After he finished talking about himself, he made a "squeak" after realizing it, looked left and right, and asked, "Is it just you?"
"Nineteen, Ayin, Silly King of Hell, where's the sidekick?"
Li Shiyi briefly explained the reason, and Mr. Tu opened his mouth for a while, before moving his lower teeth and chewing the air twice.
He looked at Li Shiyi, and suddenly took a breath: "Nineteen, I'm afraid I've seen it before."
Li Shiyi frowned.
Mr. Tu thought for a while and nodded, "In Anhui."
Li Shiyi's breathing was disordered, and he settled for two seconds. He picked up the package and was about to walk east. After taking two steps, he stopped and raised his brows suspiciously: "Why didn't you call her when you saw her?"
The youngest Tu blinked twice, and his calf trembled a little: "Me, me, I think she should be with you."
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "The girl looks like Nineteen, but she's not too dumb, and I don't even dare to recognize her."
He stared blankly at Li Shiyi and then at the sky again.
Li Shiyi sighed and turned to continue walking.
Youngest Tu followed, slapped himself a few times in his heart, looking at Li Shiyi's back, his eyes gradually drooping down on her shoulders.
He stepped forward in three or two steps, side by side with Li Shiyi, and suddenly whispered, "Eleventh sister."
Li Shiyi looked at him sideways.
Youngest Tu was happy, and sighed without thinking, "It's like going back to the past."
"In the past, it was the two of us, Ayin Nineteen, and the foolish King of Hell, they all came later."
He remembered the winter in Beijing that year, wearing a melon rind hat and a gray cloth jacket. He found Li Shiyi who was neither male nor female at the corner, and followed behind him with one foot deep and one shallow.
He tucked his hands into his sleeves like that year, and the suit was hard and uncomfortable, but his bones were comfortable.
"Hey, that's funny." He laughed.