On the doors and windows, there are bright red words of joy, red lanterns under the eaves, and a row of people in festive clothes are happily blowing suona, and the whole scene is lively and anxious.
There were more than a dozen tables of banquets in the yard, and the guests were full, with smiles on their faces, and congratulations to the newlyweds.
Yang Shifeng was wearing a big red wedding dress, smiling all over his face, and holding a red silk in his hand. On the other side of the red silk was a beautiful woman in a wedding dress. The two stood facing up, with Grandpa Yang and a middle-aged pair sitting on top Husband and wife, the elders of the two families smiled very happily.
At this time, the person singing the ceremony shouted loudly: "Worship the heaven and earth!"
Yang Shifeng and the bride bowed to the door.
"Two thanks to the high hall!"
Yang Shifeng gently helped the bride up, led her to turn around, and bowed toward the high hall above.
Finally, "Happy husband and wife!"
Yang Shifeng stood facing the bride, with a happy smile in his eyes, looking at the opposite bride with a doting face.
Eleven looked at this scene with disbelief on his face. Seeing that the two of them were about to worship each other, Eleven was so anxious that he immediately screamed loudly: "Yang Shifeng, you are not allowed to worship!"
The surrounding guests looked at her in surprise, and Yang Shifeng also saw her, his brows furrowed unconsciously, "Why are you back? What are you doing here?"
Eleven looked at him gloomily, "Are you going to marry her? Do you like her?"
Yang Shifeng glanced at the bride, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "Of course, I like her very much, I want to spend my life with her, please don't disturb me, this is not a place for you to stay, you can go quickly."
Eleven was stunned, "You... don't you like me anymore?"
Yang Shifeng smiled sarcastically, "Why do I like you? When I was good to you, you said that I was a bad person, and I left so simply, why should I like such a person? My current lady is gentle and considerate to me, Of course I like her."
Eleven was completely speechless, and could only watch the two husband and wife bow to each other and enter the bridal chamber, and then Eleven watched Yang Shifeng kiss the other woman's lips.
"Yang Shifeng!" Eleven shouted, and suddenly sat up from the bed, panting violently. Looking around with lingering fear, it turned out that it was still in the room of Xiaoya's house, and everything just now was just a dream.
But that uncomfortable feeling still lingers in my heart, especially oppressive.
How could she have such a dream? If she didn't want him, of course he would find a gentle and considerate wife to live with again. It should have been like this. Why was she so excited, why was she so uncomfortable
It has been several months since she left, and Yang Shifeng may have found the girl he likes to marry at this moment. If so...
Eleven picked up his legs and curled himself up, silent for a long time, and the air returned to deathly quiet.
When the sound of rooster crowing came from outside the window, the first ray of sunlight in the morning shot into the room. Eleven, who had been motionless all night, suddenly raised his head and looked at the sunlight outside the window.
"Haha..." Eleven couldn't help laughing softly, "Yang Shifeng, you are amazing."
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"Sister Eleven, are you really leaving?" Xiaoya looked at Eleven packing her luggage with a face full of reluctance, pitiful.
Eleven nodded, "It's not suitable for me here, and it's not as good as I think."
Xiaoya couldn't understand, "Isn't it bad here? Our Feiyun City is one of the best and bustling cities. If you go to other places, it may not be as good as ours, really!"
Eleven smiled, "The place I'm going is indeed not as good as here."
"Where are you going, sister?"
"I'm going to a mountain village that can't be poorer, and there are a lot of nasty people there too."
"Ah? Then what are you going to do if it's not good?"
"Because...there's a jolly jerk in there."
Eleven walked out of the city gate with his medicine box on his back, looking at the exact same scene as when he came, and suddenly had a funny feeling. At that time, he thought of walking around the world, free and unfettered, but when he really came, he found that Food is not as delicious as imagined, people are not as interesting as imagined, and even life is not as comfortable as imagined.
She would feel lonely and boring, because of that big idiot.
Eleven got into the carriage and headed for the town, with a smile on the corner of his mouth... …
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"Shi Feng, let me tell you, the girl will come over later, and you will show me well. If you dare not give others face, you will wait to collect the corpse for your grandfather today!" Grandpa Yang blocked the door and resolutely refused to let Yang Shifeng go out.
Yang Shifeng frowned, "Master, I said I don't see any girl, I'm not married, why don't you give up?"
"Bullshit! How old are you and still want to be a bachelor? Does anyone in the village have two or three children your age? You are still a bachelor, how can you let me go down to see your parents?"
Yang Shifeng was silent for a moment, picked up his bow and arrow to go around Grandpa Yang and was about to go out, but was grabbed by Grandpa Yang who was quick-witted, "I tell you, if you dare to go out today, unless you step on my body past!"
"Master! What are you trying to do?" Yang Shifeng wiped his face and felt a headache.
Grandpa Yang blocked the door and refused to let him go out, "What do you want to do! How many girls have I asked matchmaker Sun to tell you? You're good, you can hide for me as soon as matchmaker Sun comes, you don't want any of them, you Do you know how many good things I have said to matchmaker Sun by licking this old face! This time I finally told you a girl again, and it is rare that people are willing to follow matchmaker Sun to meet you. If you dare to give it to you I run, you just wait to come back and collect the corpse for your grandfather!"
Yang Shifeng couldn't get out of the gate, and he also saw that his grandfather made him have to see it today, so he had to go back to the room and sit in the chair without speaking.
Grandpa Yang sighed and looked at the scars on his grandson's face. He felt indescribable in his heart. Why didn't he want his grandson to marry a girl he liked? He might as well forget everything and start over and find an ordinary girl to live happily ever after. Since he doesn't want to, then his grandfather will be a villain and force him to let go.
"Shi Feng, you listen to the advice of the Lord, and meet the girls well. The girls are not bad. If you don't give them face, the girls will be so innocent."
Yang Shifeng twitched the corners of his mouth, "I know, sir, don't worry, I won't lose face to others."
Hearing what Yang Shifeng said, Grandpa Yang smiled.
When it was almost noon, the matchmaker Sun beamed with a girl and a middle-aged woman into the door of Yang's house. As soon as she entered the door, she pulled the girl out from behind and gave Yang Shifeng a wink.
Yang Shifeng pretended not to see it, went to the kitchen and brought three bowls of water to the table, and sat down silently.
The matchmaker Sun introduced to the Yang family's grandfather Sun Liang: "This is Miss Yan, and her family belongs to the next village. This is her aunt."
Grandpa Yang greeted each other enthusiastically, Yang Shifeng nodded at the two of them, and said nothing.
Matchmaker Sun was a little embarrassed by Yang Shifeng's attitude, she turned her head and looked at the house, then said with a smile, "Yo, your house is really exquisite, the walls are so white, and the ground is paved with stone bricks? Look? It's clean and bright, just as good-looking as a restaurant in town."
The aunt of the girl sitting next to her looked at such a beautiful house, not to mention her satisfaction, and she felt very good even looking at Yang Shifeng. The little girl also looked at the room quietly, and the love in her eyes was self-evident.
Grandpa Yang said with a smile: "It's Shi Feng who insisted on decorating like this. It's as beautiful as other people's big restaurants. I don't know what the peasant family pays attention to."
Matchmaker Sun complimented: "You can't say that. Look at how beautiful this house is and how comfortable it is to live in. Any girl from this family is comfortable to marry in."
The girl sitting next to matchmaker Sun bowed her head shyly.
Grandpa Yang smiled and asked the girl, "How old is the girl this year?"
The girl's face was blushing and her voice was small, "I am sixteen years old this year."
"Sixteen years old, much younger than our Shi Feng."
Matchmaker Sun hurriedly said: "It's not too small, I think it's just right, a man who is older will hurt him."
Grandpa Yang laughed, "Yes, yes, we, Shi Feng, are hurting people, and we take good care of them both at home and abroad."
The girl shyly glanced at Yang Shifeng, her entire face was pink.
Yang Shifeng listened blankly, as if he was not talking about him, which made Grandpa Yang and Matchmaker Sun a little embarrassed, the smile on the girl's aunt's face was also a little stiff, and the girl bit her lip nervously.
Seeing this, matchmaker Sun rolled her eyes and said, "Look at our old guys, children don't like to listen to us when we talk. Why don't we let the children talk alone, it won't be so boring."
Grandpa Yang glanced at Yang Shifeng and pushed him under the table, "I think, Shifeng, take the girl out to the yard to talk, you young people have something to talk about."
The girl's aunt also agreed and gave her niece a wink.
Yang Shifeng frowned slightly, glanced at the warning in Grandpa's eyes, and had no choice but to stand up and go into the yard.
Seeing that he didn't wait for her, the girl bit her lip and followed.
Arriving in the yard, Yang Shifeng looked at the chicken coop in the corner without saying a word. The girl looked at him and ignored her for a long time, and her mood darkened a bit, but looking at this man's tall figure and handsome face, her face turned a little red again. A hint of shyness flashed in his eyes, he encouraged himself, and leaned closer to him, "Brother Yang, I... I can cook, weave, and make clothes, and I can do everything at home. I cook well, and occasionally I can make a purse to earn some household income, I... I..." The girl blushed as she spoke.
"Girl, I don't plan to get married for the time being. Thank you for your trip today. Don't worry, people outside don't know what you are here for, and it won't affect your reputation."
Yang Shifeng's words made the girl's face turn pale and her eyes turned red. She couldn't help reaching out to hold Yang Shifeng's sleeve, looking at him with tears in her eyes, "You...you don't like it. me?"
Yang Shifeng pursed his lips and was about to speak when a figure suddenly flashed past the gate. Yang Shifeng's pupils shrank, and he chased out without thinking. The figure ran too fast, so Yang Shifeng had to chase desperately. When he couldn't see it, the figure would flash by in time, so that he would not fail to catch up, until he reached the river, and the figure suddenly disappeared.
Yang Shifeng looked around, his chest undulating violently with his breathing, and sweat dripped down his face, causing his eyes to hurt.
"Eleven..." Yang Shifeng murmured, the surrounding air was unusually quiet, and when he looked up, there was nothing, which made him suspect that he had just had a hallucination.
Yang Shifeng closed his eyes and stood silently for a long time before turning around and walking back, but in the next second he heard a coquettish shout, "Fool."
This voice is clearly the voice of Eleven. Yang Shifeng stopped, turned around slowly, and walked step by step to the place where the sound came from: in the grass by the river.
Eleven sat on the bank of the river covered by the grass, with his feet soaked in the water and a pair of shoes next to him, when he saw Yang Shifeng pushing away the grass, he winked at him.
Yang Shifeng maintained the movement of plucking the grass and remained motionless, staring at Eleven with no expression on his face.
Eleven raised his eyebrows, how could he feel that his reaction was different from what she expected? Thinking of the beautiful girl who told him his love in the yard just now, he twitched his lips and said, "Did it bother you just now? That girl It's pretty."
Yang Shifeng's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.
Eleven's smile converged, his tongue pressed against his upper jaw, his white and tender feet stroked in the water, and the air suddenly became silent.
After a long time, Yang Shifeng spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "You...why are you here?"
Eleven picked up a splash of water with his feet, watched the water fall from the air, and returned to the river. Only then did he take his feet, which were hot from walking, out of the water, waiting for them to dry.
Yang Shifeng found that there were several blisters on the white and tender feet, and the heels were broken, and he knew that he was walking into the village. His eyes sank, he slowly let go of the grass, squatted down in front of Eleven, looked at her feet and said, "Your feet are torn, go back and get some medicine."
Eleven moved his toes and squinted at him, "Where are you going?"
Yang Shifeng pursed his lips and didn't look at Eleven, "Come to my house, I have medicine in my house."
Eleven smiled, "I'm going to your house, so the pretty girl in your house shouldn't be angry? Are you not afraid?"
Yang Shifeng's eyes twitched, and he finally raised his eyes to look at Eleven, "I have nothing to do with that girl, she just came and left in a while, there is nothing to be angry with."
The corners of Eleven's mouth twitched, and there was a smile in his eyes again. In fact, she just heard their conversation outside the door. If Yang Shifeng really had something to do with the girl, she would have left long ago, and she would not show up on purpose to let him see it.
Eleven said no more, raised his foot and stretched it out in front of him, "My foot hurts, you put on my shoes."
Yang Shifeng looked at the white and tender feet in front of him. After a while, he reached out and held it. He carefully wiped the water stains on his feet with his sleeves. Then he picked up the socks on one side and put them on for her. Only shoe covers.
After finishing, Yang Shifeng stood up first, "Let's go."
Eleven didn't move, looked up at him, stretched out his hand, "Pull me."
Yang Shifeng didn't move for a while, but Eleven kept holding out his hand, so he had to hand out his hand, slowly holding the slender white hand, pulling her up with strength, but the next moment he let go immediately, Walked eleven or two paces away.
When the two returned to Yang's house again, the girl and matchmaker Sun had already left, and only the angry grandpa Yang stood at the gate waiting for Yang Shifeng to come back.
Just now, the girl cried and said that Yang Shifeng had run away, and she didn't want to stay any longer. She insisted on going home, which made the matchmaker Sun very angry, and the girl's aunt was even more angry, and finally took the girl away angrily. Grandpa Yang was very embarrassed and guilty, and his anger towards Yang Shifeng was almost unstoppable.
"What do you want to do—" Before Grandpa Yang had finished shouting at Yang Shifeng, he saw Eleven who was following Yang Shifeng at a glance, and he was a little dumbfounded, "Doctor Eleven... ."
Eleven smiled at Grandpa Yang, "Grandpa Yang."
Grandpa Yang's anger dissipated now, and the only thing left was consternation. If you scold Yang Shifeng, you will never be able to scold him again.
After a long while, Grandpa Yang sighed heavily, without asking anything, he greeted Eleven to enter the door.
Eleven looked around the room, and she was slightly surprised by the huge changes here. The courtyard wall is no longer a fence, but is made of blue bricks, and the roof is no longer the original thatch, but is now a row of bright tiles. When you enter the house, the walls are white without a trace of dirt. The ground is no longer the original land, but has been replaced with floor tiles, which are clean and bright, and the furnishings in the house are no longer the original old furniture, but all new and new furniture.
Eleven couldn't help thinking of the time when Yang Shifeng asked her what kind of house she liked, and looked at Yang Shifeng.
Yang Shifeng avoided Eleven's eyes immediately, and went straight into the room and took a bottle of ointment and handed it to her, "This is medicine, you can put some medicine on it."
Eleven didn't answer, and looked at him fixedly.
Grandpa Yang glanced back and forth between the two of them, sighed inwardly, stood up and walked out of the house, "I'll go to the fields to have a look, and I'll be back later."
That's all, the children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and the old man doesn't care.