Zhui Xu

Chapter 47: Taste of the past

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The beautiful dishes were taken out of the basket, and the corner of the cut Songhua egg was stained with the bright red sauce prepared. Nie Yunzhu was putting the small plate on the counter. At this time, he could also see the two men over there. He blinked his eyes and showed a slightly puzzled look. After a while, he seemed to remember something, and his smile faded. He bent slightly, turned his head, and continued to take the Songhua Egg out.

"Then... Second brother, please, if there is any sauce that is not enough, just take it in the past... "

Gu Yanzhen had already walked to the counter with a puzzled expression on her face, and turned her head to watch her do these things. The second child probably saw that something was wrong, and hesitated for a while before coming over to ask Gu Yanzhen what he needed. After he asked Xiao Er in a soft voice, Nie Yunzhu packed up the bamboo basket and nodded to him with a smile, "Young Master Gu."

"Yun... Bamboo?" Gu Yanzhen looked at the pine eggs, "How can you... come out to sell these things?"

"What's wrong?" Nie Yunzhu packed up and walked out, frowning slightly, and asked in return. Gu Yanzhen followed and thought about it for a while, then hesitant to speak, and after a while, he finally took a breath and calmed down his emotions.

"I, I came back from Tokyo and went to Jinfeng Tower to find you, only to find out that you are no longer there. I asked where you are now, but they refused to say, they just thought you had a good home and were happy for you. But you Now... how can this be? Come out and sell these things?"

There were people coming and going on the street, Nie Yunzhu walked with his head down, thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Young Master, although Yunzhu is showing his face at this time, he is only making money with his hands, and there is nothing wrong with it. Those lives, this heart has been returned, the son does not need to worry... Uh, the respected friend is still waiting in the building, the son should go as soon as possible."

Gu Yanzhen sighed and shook his head angrily: "It's okay... That person just now is Shen Miao and Shen Zishan, and I had a relationship with you a few times, didn't you recognize him just now..." Nie Yunzhu lowered his head, he looked There was no expression, and then he smiled again, "Yes, you are dressed like this just now, and he didn't recognize it..."

Yunzhu kept walking with his head down, and he followed him. He didn't know what topic to bring up, so he could only talk about the past trivially: "... I still remember that year at the head of Bailuzhou, when Yunzhu was astonished by his qin skills. The four seats, I said on the next day... That year, when I chose the oiran, I thought that Yunzhu would be able to come out on top, but who knew that Yunzhu didn't even have the mind to compete, and I knew that Yunzhu was indifferent... When I left, I wanted to be with Yun Bamboo confided his heart, but after arriving, it was still a few simple polite words... But when I was in Tokyo, I missed you every day..."

After thinking about it, my heart was surging, and the thoughts of several years broke out at once. In the end, this sentence was considered a risk. It's just that Nie Yunzhu may be a novice in running a business stall, but he has long experience in this area, and suddenly frowned and moved to the side. Gu Yanzhen was slightly stunned there, Nie Yunzhu looked at him, frowned and didn't speak, after a long time, he finally showed a smile and bowed.

"Yunzhu... surnamed Nie."

"Huh?" Gu Yanzhen hesitated for a moment, then said, "You... your husband's family name at this time?"

Yunzhu shook his head: "My father's surname is Nie. He used to be in the dust of the wind and used to entertain people, but Yunzhu didn't want to sell this surname in the end, so he only used the name of Yunzhu. Lou, I haven't told anyone about this surname, but now that I have finally redeemed myself and left, I can finally return to my full name... Yunzhu was very happy when the young master favored it, but now the young master still remembers those things, and Yunzhu can only say the word "honor". Therefore, if the young master really remembers such a woman in the future, his concubine also hopes that it is Nie Yunzhu, not the famous prostitute Yunzhu of Jinfenglou."

She was smiling from beginning to end at these words, genial but self-reliant, with a sense of distance in the middle. Gu Yanzhen could naturally understand the meaning of the words: "You...you blame me for only remembering you in the dust...but..."

"There's no blame. That day Yunzhu was indeed in the dust, performing arts, laughing, and entertaining people. This is how it is. This is the way it is. The son really cares about Yunzhu, and Yunzhu is also really grateful, so I think Tell the son that although he is showing his face now, Yunzhu is at peace in his heart, and he is much happier than when he was in the Golden Wind Tower, and the son doesn't need to worry about Yunzhu." She bowed slightly, "There is still something to do with my concubine. Take a step first, please come back, son."

There is also a restaurant's Songhua eggs to deliver, she thought about it. After all, it is a market that has finally been opened, and I dare not go too late. As for Gu Yanzhen... At the beginning, I saw a lot of talented people, and there were also some men who were arrogant and romantic, and were quite popular with women. Gu Yanzhen was also quite outstanding among them. His demeanor, talent, demeanor and disposition made him liked by many women. It's just that he is just an ordinary man who has a deeper impression on himself now.

I remember that he seemed to have gone to Beijing to take the exam, and soon after that he also redeemed himself for himself, and now it is a bit unexpected to meet again. But this is only the encounter, and there may be many people in the future, which is not surprising.

In her heart, she didn't feel that there was much elegance or elegance about the oiran in Jinfenglou. In the eyes of those talented scholars, perhaps a poetry meeting and a romantic affair can be praised for a long time, and who is attracted by such and such a prostitute as the guest of honor, or even a beautiful woman who is willing to offer her virginity The body and the like are the highest, most elegant and most enviable achievements of men. But to her, it was just a sad time for a woman to go through the past step by step with anxiety in her heart in many days when she could not see the future.

After coming out of the school, she was uneasy to bear the fate of becoming a prostitute. Fortunately, she knew how to draw and calligraphy, which gave her a small opportunity. Then she tried her best to show herself to others, and she worked hard to learn how to attract Others, but not reminiscent of vulgar and sensual methods, suggesting that such talking about poetry and listening to piano is an elegant thing. Even with some fame, I still feel apprehensive, afraid that someday something unexpected will happen. Those powerful and powerful people really go out of their way to get a certain woman, not just a "celebrity" or "everyone". I can bear all kinds of restraints and checks and balances, and I don't dare to really make my reputation too loud, become what kind of oiran, and become a tool for men to show their charm...

In those days of Jinfenglou, there were not many women who could keep their bodies. A girl who really has no other value and thinks of Sanzhen Jiulie, how can it be so good, who was forcibly drugged, tied up, tortured by all kinds of whipping, no woman can carry it to the end, and there is no one who really has the courage to commit suicide. A few, or if they fail to commit suicide, they can't change anything in the end. There are also some girls, who are the top performers who don't sell their bodies. At some point, they are forcibly taken by powerful people. Who can really support her? .

The most frightening thing is that those girls resisted fiercely at first, and soon after, they would gradually adapt, gradually become numb, gradually began to talk to people, gradually began to learn this kind of life, and gradually began to live under the roof. Talking to other women about what kind of man she met... During that time, she was afraid every day that that would be her future portrayal. Or like a very small number of women, they committed suicide, or they went crazy, and after they were worthless, they were thrown out of the Golden Wind Tower and turned into a beggar woman, who could run on the street without clothes, and finally passed. Before winter, it will turn into a rotting corpse.

Gu Yanzhen may miss the past when she mentions it, but there is nothing she misses in it, and she feels a little unhappy in her heart. However, this is naturally not his fault. As Liheng said not long ago, it is a good thing for someone to care about. His thoughts are kind, and she should also smile at each other, thank him for his kindness, and let him understand these things. Of course, he may not understand the meaning of the destination he said, so he thinks that he is married.

All the way to Cuipinglou to deliver Songhua eggs, Gu Yanzhen has been watching these things across the street, which makes her feel a little troublesome, but now she can't think about it and can't say anything. "I'm in Tokyo... I miss you every day..." All he thinks, what they think, may be the one who laughs, plays the piano, sings, or dances to the music of others. Yunzhu, who pleases others—it's not their fault, she can't be angry, but right now, she can only feel embarrassed...

In the past few years, there may have been times when I played, sang and entertained myself, but I did think that from now on, I would never use these means and smiling faces to please others. Gu Yanzhen, so what if he talks about these things, if he doesn't play the piano, sing, dance, and no longer echo the poetry of the wind and moon, or praise the talent of so-and-so, then everyone sits together, how much can they have? Something to talk about? But when I think of this, I can't help but think of an exception...

Now that I think about it, I realize that I was so firm when I made that decision, but when Liheng asked about the qin music a few years ago, he didn't think about these things at all, but opened the door without hesitation "How many floors are there?" "Such a joke. Later, he also played the piano and composed music. Several times when he listened to Naga Lanyu and Changting farewell, while chatting and laughing with him, he actually thought that it would be better if he could show more in front of him. I want to tell him that I sing better in other songs, and other lyrics and songs may be better than these weird little songs. When he casually said that he didn't like the monotonous lyrics and music, he was even slightly annoyed. With a little desire to express, I want to say, "If I sing, it won't be like that."

In fact, I already understand in my heart, just like the other party did not deliberately show the talented side in front of him, and he did not show the skills of the past, but it was not because of the shadow, but just because he did not really talk about it. If that person really wants to hear, I will definitely be willing to use these talents to please him, and I will not feel similar to the previous ones in the Golden Wind Tower.

Recalling what Hu Tao said to her a few days ago, she thought so, this kind of mood may not be able to change...

Thinking about this, she smiled faintly while holding the basket, and went back to the stall at the intersection, and Hu Tao came over, thinking she was happy for Songhuadan.

"Miss, can you sell a lot next day?"

"Yeah, the task of thirty birds is definitely no problem." It's just... The matter seems to have nothing to do with Li Heng, because Li Heng probably doesn't interact with these talents on weekdays... She wondered about it... Then she turned to look Around, Gu Yanzhen seems to be no longer following...

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

"Huh." She smiled and shook her head, "Nothing..."

On the other hand, Gu Yanzhen returned to the restaurant and met Shen Zishan with a complicated expression.

"Zishan, what is the relationship between Dexin and the stall that buys Songhua eggs, do you... know?"