The Plough

Chapter 114

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The cheongsam is still the same cheongsam.

Yue Dingtang didn't even take a closer look just now.

Before Yue Chunxiao went abroad before, cheongsams were all customized according to the spring, summer, autumn and winter. The latest styles and textures that were popular in each season were all at the forefront of fashion in Shanghai, compared to her luxurious cheongsams of different colors. , This one is really unremarkable at all.

However, Yue Dingtang suddenly discovered its beauty.

Light blue, like blue after rain, exceptionally clear and bright.

The elegant orchid is embroidered on the cheongsam, which adds a touch of elegance to this dress.

Perhaps, the most important thing is the one in the cheongsam.

Ling Shu's expression was a little awkward.

No amount of awkwardness can stop the surprise of others.

He was tall and thin, and it was difficult for Lao Yuan to find such a cheongsam, which was just right for Ling Shu to put it on, and then use a pin to fix the waist, which could make people ignore the unnaturalness that men are more masculine and tough than women. Focus on that face.

Yue Dingtang knew that he was born well, but only at this moment did he have a more real understanding.

Just like a bunch of fireworks exploded suddenly in the night sky, even if it is fleeting, it will leave a long afterimage in front of the eyes, which will not disappear for a long time.

In the time of the world, they have traveled against each other, and countless past events have been staged on them one by one, but in the end, only the person in front of them is real.

Yue Dingtang once regretted, doubted, worried, and even tried.

But in the end, from seeing him again in the secret passage, from confirming that the two of them survived the disaster, he felt that nothing was important.

As long as this person is still alive, everything will disappear and the light will return.

"That does not work."

Yue Dingtang suddenly said.

"It's too conspicuous, and it's easy to attract young people. If people are staring at it, we have to figure out a way to settle it. It will be more troublesome. We will keep a low profile on this journey, and nothing will happen."

Lao Yuan rubbed his chin and felt that it made sense.

"But he's fine-skinned and tender. He's good-looking in the first place. At most, he paints his face black. If he is ugly, it's easy for people to notice his overly tall figure, which is not a good thing."

Yue Dingtang said: "You don't have to be ugly on purpose, but you can make him look fatter, make his forehead wider, make his skin darker, and make his eyebrows darker, so there's no need for mouth fat."

"I'll give it a try!" Lao Yuan's light flashed, "By the way, glasses!"

He bent down and rummaged through boxes.

"Strange, where did I put the glasses?"

"Is this okay?"

Yue Dingtang took out the silver-framed glasses in his pocket and handed them over.

He is a little short-sighted, but not too deep. He usually wears it habitually. Today, in order to play the role of his firewood clerk, he took off his glasses and put them on his body.

Lao Yuan looked back, "No, it's too fashionable!"

Yue Dingtang: …

Lao Yuan continued to rummage without raising his head.

"If you want black-rimmed glasses, you'll be more obtrusive when you wear them. I want him to be less conspicuous, but not too special... There you go!"

He actually dug through the box to find a pair of black-rimmed glasses and stuffed them into Ling Shu.

"Hurry up, put it on and try it!"

Ling Shu: "Why do I get dizzy when I put it on?"

Lao Yuan: "It's normal, these are the old man's reading glasses."

Ling Shu: …

Lao Yuan: "Follow the power in a hurry, nothing else, just pull it down, look out of the corner of your eye, don't stare at the mirror, you can take it off when there's no one on the train."

His eyes were uncomfortable, so Ling Shu had to narrow his eyes slightly. Behind the black-rimmed glasses, he lost his bright and sharp eyes, and was indeed less eye-catching.

Lao Yuan tidied up his wig again and pulled it into a bun, looking like a girl who had gone to school and had a little culture.

"Let's say that at that time, let's help Ling to go to Beijing, you are my nephews, and go with us to settle in Beijing." He pointed to Yue Dingtang, "You, you have already received a letter of appointment from a certain middle school, and are going to teach. "

He moved his finger to Ling Shu again: "Your home is a scholarly home, and you have read books yourself. You and your husband take care of your daily life."

Ling Shu: …

He was sure he had fallen into a pit.

And still can't get out.

Ling Shu broke the jar and said coolly, "Then am I pretending to be dumb, or what?"

Lao Yuan waved his hand: "Whatever you want, don't show any flaws, put on your coat, don't show your Adam's apple, yes, earrings, you haven't worn earrings yet!"

Ling Shu: "I have to say first, I don't have my ears pierced. Those girls who have gone to school also don't have their ears pierced."

Lao Yuan: "Although you have gone to school, your temperament is still a little traditional, otherwise you would never wear such a long robe, don't be afraid, I have prepared ear clips here, no need to pierce my ears, I have to do it myself. wore."

After saying that, he took out a pair of pearl ear clips, raised his orchid fingers and clipped them to his ears, looked at the mirror left and right, and said with satisfaction: "This is not the end, come, it's your turn."

Ling Shu: …

Yue Dingtang was also slightly changed by Lao Yuan, and he also suppressed his wealthy and noble temperament again and again, and tried to be as ordinary as possible.

The melon cap is replaced by a civilized hat, but the gentleness can still be retained, and it can be regarded as a true character.

Without further ado, the three of them packed up all the things in the box and cage, and hurriedly set off down the mountain.

After spending some money, playing the signboard of the Jin family, and having a pass given by the deputy mayor Jin, he easily entered the city.

Someone in the Jin family had already opened a small door waiting for them. Deputy Mayor Jin did not go out to greet them in person, but Lao Yuan and the others felt more at ease, otherwise it would be too easy to make people suspicious.

The two Jin family members who accompanied them, although they both had the surname Jin, were actually Han Chinese. One was about fifty or sixty, and the other was younger, but there were also thirty or forty. After a few discussions, Lao Yuan pretended to be an old man. Jin's wife, Xiao Jin is Lao Jin's nephew, so the five are all related.

It was almost time, and the five of them traveled to the train station by car, with the coffin being followed by a horse-drawn carriage alone.

Under the arrangement of Deputy Mayor Jin, the coffin was placed in a separate carriage, and it was in the carriage behind Ling Shu’s third-class seats. When Xiao Xiao saw the coffin, he would avoid it, and it was impossible to search for it. .

Everything went smoothly. Ling Shu and the others each carried a suitcase, just like all travelers who have left home.

There is no seat order on the train these days, it is first come, first served. Several people came up early and deliberately looked for the tail seat close to the cargo compartment.

Lao Jin took out a few apples to share with everyone.

"Come on, quench your thirst first, I bring a lot, and tell me what you want to eat along the way."

Xiao Jin is a witty and joking person, so he said, "Uncle, come to a full-fledged banquet!"

Lao Jin laughed and pointed to himself: "There is no full feast of the Manchu and Han, but the old man has one!"

Outside the window, a few people in suits and leather shoes hurried past the person wearing a top hat in the middle, as if they were rushing to the first-class carriage.

If Ling Shu felt something, he said to himself: "Don't you think that the surname Song is also on the train with us?"

As soon as the words fell, Lao Yuan and Yue Dingtang almost spoke in unison—

"you shut up!"