Lifting up the black cloth, walking into the pile of historical papers belonging to the mysterious Hua family, carefully designed windows that can see through the sun but not peeping eyes, making this journey of seclusion look extra warm, but Xu Le and Zhong Fireworks did not. Staying in this room for too long, when the sun outside the window began to flutter red and melted hair, and was about to change the name to the setting sun, he walked out.
Master Fan held the teapot, closed his eyes, and sat quietly and happily on the bamboo lounge chair under the big tree. He seemed to have long since forgotten the humiliating time when Feng Yunuo was hanging from the tree. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he opened his eyes. Opening his eyes and looking sideways, he asked in surprise, "Is it finished so soon?"
"Master Fan's 700-year history in the empire is naturally impossible to read so quickly. In fact, I only read half of the mood diary of the female ancestor, but when the time is up, I must Leave." Xu Le replied.
"Leave? Where are you going? Federation?" Master Fan asked with a frown.
Xu Le replied, "We're going to the market, and I'll come to see you tomorrow."
Master Fan slapped his thigh heavily, leaving a shameful palm print on Bai Jie's delicate skin, and cursed out a famous line from Schiller's early comic play.
"Come back tomorrow? What do you think of me here? Public toilets? Come and leave if you want?"
After reading the script, Xu Le smiled and didn't explain much. Holding Zhong Yanhua's hand, he walked out of the white courtyard briskly amid the scolding of Master Fan.
The setting sun drew countless slanting shadows on the noisy streets of the slums. The two of them walked in these shadows, crossing the alleys under the three maple trees, and then they arrived at the market, and watched curiously and puzzled by the surrounding vendors. , came to Aunt Susan's shop.
The hot dinner, the hot atmosphere, and the quiet night in the small courtyard in the slums seemed so warm. Chowder pot, beaten blood cake, mutton and sauerkraut vermicelli soup, fried noodle box with scallion meat, after eating it, it was Zhong Yanhua's turn to wash dishes with a sweet smile on his face. , chatting a few words, the three-person game of flower cards on the South Empire Road was fiercely unfolded again until late at night.
In the attic, Xu Le quietly assembled the improved high-definition player. His fingers that didn't seem to be dexterous, but they were as stable and precise as machines. At an unbelievable speed, he transformed those scattered components into the young masters of the aristocratic palaces in the imperial capital. Once again, it is difficult to extricate yourself from soreness and low back pain.
For him, occasionally re-smelling the smell of machinery in this peaceful day is a very happy thing, just like the previous dinner chatting poker game. Zhong Yanhua lay prone on the cot, propped his jaw, his cocked feet moved up and down playfully, his beautiful eyes like black gems, quietly focused on Xu Le by the table, getting brighter and brighter.
Men who work hard are the sexiest? It seems that the women's magazines I read when I was a child said so, the girl thought.
"Brother, when you were sleeping under the sun in Master Fan's house during the day, I looked at the mood diary carefully, and I felt more and more that the ancestor of the Hua family was really an amazing woman."
Xu Le carefully placed the soldering iron on the metal blade of the six-star knife, looked back at the girl on the bed, and replied after a moment of silence, "I don't want you to become such an amazing woman."
"Why?" Zhong Yanhua turned over from the bed, opened his eyes wide, looked back at him and asked very seriously.
Xu Le didn't know how to answer. Judging from the last time he met Huai Cao Shi, Zhong Yanhua yearned for such a life, such a strong life, but...
Xu Le thought for a moment, looked at her and said gently: "Whether it's Zuxing, the Federation or the Empire, it may have changed a lot on the surface, but in fact, there are many things that have not changed, and a very important point is the relationship between men and women. Why are there so few women like the ancestors of the Hua Family or Huaicao Shi? Because it's very hard, I don't want you to live too hard."
The small talk is just an episode. I don't know if the girl went downstairs without sleep all night. Anyway, Xu Le slept soundly, as if returning to the time when he was seriously injured and fleeing, he was in this attic, feeling the sense of security and relaxation that came from nowhere. .
In the following days, such a happy life has been repeated.
When he wakes up early in the morning, Xu Le often sees the little girl selling the flowers in the back of Chenyu Lane. Sometimes he sticks his head out of the small window in the attic and shouts, and then wraps the leftover chestnuts from last night in paper money and throws them out. Under the little girl's feet, a large handful of fragrant and refreshing white flowers rested on the stone steps at the door.
At this time, Zhong Huanhua would squat beside the machine well beside the kitchen, brushing his teeth vigorously in anger, not knowing why he was angry. Xu Le wanted to go into the kitchen to help aunt prepare breakfast, but she stubbornly refused to look at him, refused to give way, her mouth was full of foam and her cheeks were very round, very cute.
After breakfast, Xu Le rode an electric tricycle, took Aunt Zhong's fireworks and the high-definition player made last night to the market, and after rolling up the heavy shutter, he took Zhong's hand and went to Master Fan's house to be buried again. The first old paper pile, no matter how angry the little girl was to throw it, he would not let it go with a smile.
Master Fan's house is very quiet and the sunshine is very good. Master Fan has gone from angry to helpless to numb, and he is too lazy to care about the brothers and sisters. Therefore, Xu Le has a good environment and sleeps sweetly in the clear sunshine to make up for the hard work of overtime last night. , As for those old paper piles that may carry a lot of secrets, naturally there are very interested Zhong Fireworks to carefully examine them.
The sun was slanting again, they returned to the courtyard, Aunt Susan slept peacefully with a smile in the middle of the night, Xu Le was working in the attic, and Zhong Fireworks began to describe the useful information and interesting things that she saw in Master Fan's house during the day, mostly from He Na Something about the female ancestor of the flower family.
"She copied a poem in the middle page of that imperial geography, the author is Li Zhi, and the annotation says that this author is also a woman, but the problem is that I searched for a long time with the search instrument of the master Fan's house, but I didn't find the empire. There is such a person in the history of literature, and I suspect that this female poet named Li Zhi should be a character on Zuxing."
"Brother, are you listening?"
"Listening."
"Listen carefully to this poem: from the near to the far thing, from the deep to the shallow Qingxi; from the highest to the tomorrow and the moon, from the close to the estranged couple... It's really well written."
Zhong Yanhua sat on the bed against the wall, stared at Xu Le's back without blinking, and said, "A couple who are close relatives and estranged, you and Sister Shui'er only have a marriage contract, but they are not married yet, so it's not even close to each other. , it's been almost three years, and she didn't say to look for you."
Xu Le didn't look back and said with a smile, "Then are you going to make Shang Qiu or Nan Xiangmei your sister-in-law?"
Hearing this answer, Zhong Yanhua twisted his fingers, bit the corner of his lips, and said nothing in anger.
Life is like this, plain, warm and safe, no one bothers them, including the palace, and there is no follow-up news.
Today's Xu Le is no longer the fugitive federal felon, but the only male heir to the imperial family, so he no longer needs to be afraid of the ubiquitous spies of Tianjing and the chip detectors that can be seen everywhere in the corners of the eaves, corners and walls. However, On such happy days, under the warm imperial sunshine, he began to miss everything about the Federation uncontrollably.
He misses his friends over there, he is very happy, so he hopes they can be happy too.
There is a slight shadow in the happy life. According to the usual practice, Paul's monthly allowance will be credited to Aunt Susan's account around the 12th. However, this month has reached the 20th, and the number in the bank account has not changed. When Aunt Susan was cooking, she was obviously a little distracted, and she lost in a mess when she played Nanlu flower cards.
"Don't worry, I know some news from the front line. Mohuaxing has not had any major battles for two months, and the front line is too far away from us, and the exchange of information is not smooth. It is normal for the allowance to be sent back a few days later."
Aunt Susan shook her head, looked at Xu Le and said, "The child signed a subsidy distribution agreement with the military logistics department before he went to the front line. Now a large part of his subsidy will be automatically deducted every month, and the money will be transferred from the department to me. All of his accounts are electronically transferred, and he only needs to make an electronic signature confirmation on the front line, it is impossible to be delayed by the road, and the allowance has not yet arrived, it can only mean that the logistics department has not obtained his electronic signature confirmation. "
Xu Le continued to comfort him: "This doesn't explain any problems, if Paul is really in the personal army camp, then the straight-line distance between him and Her Royal Highness the Princess will not exceed two kilometers, and there is no great danger at all. As for electronic signatures The delay in confirmation may be a special mission such as His Royal Highness's tour, he must follow the whole process, and there is no time to deal with it."
"I hope so." Aunt Susan forced a smile.
If consolation was useful, there would not be so many bitter love songs of lovelorn in the world, not to mention that the mother and son are connected, once the worry starts, it cannot be stopped, and countless terrible conjectures make Aunt Susan toss and turn at night, and it is difficult to fall asleep. Maybe it is Because of the cold, in the quiet late night, the downstairs of the small courtyard sounded from time to time a painful cough that was forced to suppress but could not be suppressed.
Xu Le put on his pajamas, walked down to the attic gently, went into the kitchen and boiled boiling water, took out the pears from the refrigerator, peeled them and put them in a bowl, put down the pot, quietly waited for the pears to steam to the heat, and then slowly raised them with warm water, Prepare for aunt to eat when she wakes up tomorrow.
The next morning, Aunt Susan habitually supported her sick body to go to the market to sell goods, but was stopped by Xu Le, fed her medicine, and then returned to the courtyard from Master Fan's mansion early at noon.
In the kitchen, the steamed pears were still on the stove, still bubbling warm, but Aunt Susan's people were gone. There was a note by the stove with two lines of scribbled writing on it.
"For some inconvenient reasons, we can only invite you to meet us in this way. I believe this is enough to show our sincerity and determination."
Xu Le clenched his right hand slowly, and the note in his palm shattered under the pressure of invisible force. He looked back at the clean wooden door of the small courtyard, his eyes slowly narrowed, murderous.
He thought with a blank face, someone else is going to force me to kill someone.