When I finally arrived in front of the Gu Chun Building, Song Xiyuan leaned in the car with his eyes closed and frowned, with no intention of getting out of the car. I looked at him and guessed that the wine was coming up, and the slight bump in the carriage made him feel uncomfortable. comfortable.
Just as he was about to call the driver to help him, he saw that the tip of his nose was slightly wrinkled, and fine beads of sweat were oozing out.
I don't know how many times he was drunk, but the two times I met him were unlucky. One was not long after I first entered the lintel of the Song family, and he came back from outside one night. The tip of my nose was wrinkled, and there was no sign of it, so I spit it out and spit it out on the mattress. Although the servants cleaned it up immediately, I still felt a strange smell mixed with alcohol in the wing room, which lasted for several nights. Sleeps in the second compartment on the west side. Another time, after I left Song's house, Song Xiyuan had been drinking for a while, and in a daze, he was able to climb the wall vigorously and enter the Shen's house. Coincidentally, I was feeding fish by the pond and was caught by him. I did, but when he opened his mouth and seemed to say something, the words didn't come out, the tip of his nose wrinkled, and the fine sweat came out, and he threw up all over me. Fortunately, he didn't eat anything other than wine. There was also some wine, but it still left me in a mess.
Having learned from the tragic car before, I don't think I can remember his small gestures.
Now he and I are sitting in this carriage. He is outside and I am in the house. If I want to jump off the carriage, I have to go out. I suddenly remembered that he always carried a refreshing mint with him for the past two years. The ointment, he quickly pulled his sleeves and rummaged for it. Sure enough, he found a box of ointment. With his tail finger, he picked a large piece of green mint and smeared it among the others. Then he opened the curtain of the car and turned him to face out. I leaned out of the window halfway and patted him on the back with my hand, I hope he won't make me suffer again this time.
After taking a few shots, I felt that a few wet drops fell on the tip of my nose. I suspected it was raining, and instinctively raised my head, only to see a dark indigo color under a few clear stars in the night sky, which did not fall at all. rain sign. I was surprised when I heard a squeak from the window on the second floor of Gu Chun Building, and I turned around. I saw half a face flashing past the window sash... That kind of face was Haitang in Spring. To be ashamed, not to mention the beauty with tears, I still feel pity, reminiscent of Yangzhou in the drizzle.
Looking back and looking at Song Xiyuan, who was half-bent over the window lattice, he still hadn't spit it out. I couldn't help but slap him on the back a dozen times. Hearing Song Xiyuan grunt twice, it seemed to be very painful, and then Seeing him turn over and sit back in the car, leaning against the wall with a bang, his long arm grabbed my hand and pressed it in his arms.
"The female hero... The female hero spares my life... I don't know where the female hero practiced the powerful diamond palm... The small heart is already broken, and if I shoot it again, I am afraid it will become foam... "
Hearing his nonsense, I pulled my hand back and warned him vigilantly, "Don't spit on me. Get out of the car when you wake up."
He rolled his eyes, instead of getting out of the car, he turned to one side and wrapped me in his arms, "I won't get out of the car. Would you like to eat rice dumplings with me?"
I was about to push him away and sternly refuse, but he smiled and hugged me tightly, and then said: "If you don't accompany me, I will spit on you."
A puff of blue smoke shot straight to the top of my head, and I was speechless for a moment. How can there be such a sloppy drunkard in the world, like an eight-year-old child playing a rogue.
I glared at him angrily, but he had no intention of restraining, and hugged me lazily, "I'm going to throw up, I'm throwing up now."
"Zhang San, turn around and buy zongzi!" I gritted my teeth and turned to instruct the servant.
"Good!" Song Xiyuan smiled with a proud face, and even reached out to touch the top of my head, and said graciously and earnestly, "It's a good girl from Brother Song."
I turned my head away from his hand, and warned him, "Don't go too far, let me go!"
"I can't, how can I let it go?" Song Xiyuan hugged me with one hand, swung the other hand, blinked at me, and said innocently: "As soon as I let you go, I'll feel like throwing up."
"you-"
I was about to use a forceful force to kick him out of the carriage, but the carriage stopped, and the servant opened the curtain, "Miss, the dumplings are here, what stuffing do you want to buy?"
"Take a bunch of each of the big meat dumplings and fresh meat dumplings, you can always buy what you get tired of." I thought about it and added: "By the way, buy another pot of realgar wine."
The little servant took orders and went quickly.
"Sheng'er, realgar has a strong taste, so it's not as elegant as green bamboo at such a night."
I gave him a cool look, "Realgar wards off evil."
Don't look at his skin as white as porcelain and as thin as a cicada's wings, but he is actually thick and tight. As if he hadn't heard my sarcasm, he smiled and hugged me tighter...
On the banks of the Luoshui River, the sound of oars, lights, lights, and the sound of running water waft through the mountains and jade in the distance. Song Xiyuan ordered the servant to lift the curtains of the carriage, and dragged me to sit in the carriage to accompany him to eat rice dumplings and watch the lights.
He lowered his head and peeled off a circle of mugwort leaves attentively, "Today's Dragon Boat Festival, do you still remember when you and I first met..."
"I don't remember." I cut him off rudely.
"You fell into Wenshui for me..."
"Idiot talking about a dream!" I was impatient.
He was fine, smiled, and held the peeled zongzi to my mouth. I turned my head in disgust, but he was not polite, and directly retracted his hand and put the zongzi into his mouth. He ate happily, and finally commented: "Everything is good in Luoyang, but the zongzi is still far from the fragrance of Wufangzhai."
I didn't answer, and after a moment of silence, I heard him whisper, "Miaomiao."
Immediately, I stood upside down with a cold hair on my back to see if anyone could hear me. I reached out and grabbed a zongzi and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Don't be afraid. There is no one around." The man was relieved.
Don't wait to return to his senses, he felt his palms warm, and he actually caught my hand that was covering his mouth and put it on his lips and kissed, with a sincere expression, "Miaomiao, it's the fifth Dragon Boat Festival in a blink of an eye. I also know that Excessive request, but I still can't help but want to ask you, can you still allow me the sixth, seventh, eighth Dragon Boat Festival... until a hundred years?"
I was stunned for a moment, then quickly pulled my hand back, took the realgar in hand and drank it, smiled at him, "You spit, it's better if you spit it directly. Wherever you like to spit, I will have someone send you back directly after spitting. East of the city."
A bit of color faded from his face, and he really stopped talking about some things, and just silently ate the oily meat dumplings one by one. I watched the distant mountains and distant waters quietly drinking the strong realgar...
It seems like I had a dream, in which I saw my little Xiaoer...
The next day, after I woke up in the wing, I couldn't remember how I finally got back last night. I just felt a terrible headache. I was about to stretch out my hand to squeeze my forehead, but I saw a white and tender baby in my arms, about three or five years old, like a golden boy who jumped out of a New Year's painting. He stared at me with big eyes, a pitiful look that was about to cry but didn't dare to cry.
I was startled and hurriedly sat up to wake people up.
It was only after some cryptic explanation from the people that I realized that I was outrageous and humiliating.
It is said that I was drunk by that realgar last night. I saw several children on the banks of the Luoshui River folding paper boats and putting out boat lanterns. One of the children was born white and tender, so I stumbled out of the car and hugged the child while shouting "Xiaoer". Don't force him to call me "mother". People's parents and mothers were on the side, and they were really shocked when they saw this situation. Song Xiyuan was embarrassed to make amends, and softly persuaded me to let go of the child. As a result, not only did I refuse to let go, but I almost pushed my mother into the river. In the end, Song Xiyuan had to put down 5,000 taels of silver bills and a jade pendant in the hands of the couple, or at any rate, borrowed this boy doll for me to hold for the night.
Unexpectedly, I have the courage to be such a gangster and bully, robbing people and children in the street... Thinking of this, I can't help but feel ashamed.
"Miss, the child's parents were waiting in the hall early in the morning, look..." The servant looked at my eyes.
"Got it." I replied back.
After I finished grooming the doll with my own hands, I led him to the front hall. When a pair of parents saw their son safe and sound, the worries in their eyes disappeared in an instant.
The doll in his hand broke free, and Ruyan threw herself into her mother's arms.
My nose was sore, I turned my head and coughed, and then I looked back with a smile on my face, "Yesterday, I made you two laugh, I'm really sorry."
The parents panicked and said that it would not be in the way, and then took the little baby to leave without waiting for tea. Before leaving, I squatted down and touched his small and soft hand, he also reached out and touched my face timidly, and said in a milky voice, "You look so good-looking, but I have a mother. I can't make you a doll."
I smiled and said, "It doesn't matter." I put a jade ring in his hand.
I had a dream last night without a trace, I only remember a fragmented fragment—
Song Xiyuan's pair of half-moon black pupils reflected the warm lights on Luoshui's water, swaying, and he asked me, "Miaomiao, Xiao'er... Xiao'er... You said last time that Xiao'er is our child?"
I chuckled and said, "Why are you deaf at such an age? You heard it wrong. Xiao'er, it's my child! It's just me! His surname is Shen, and he's a child of our Shen family!"
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"Miss, the third son went out to Chang'an before dawn today. He said he was going to talk about business, this time..." The servant looked at my face, "I didn't say the return date this time."
I said "Oh." I picked up the white cat that was stretching on the windowsill, and went straight to the cashier's office.