Ukiyo heave

There are mountains and rivers everywhere.

The kite flies in the sky, and the fish leaps in the abyss.Qianhuandu, which is about to enter the early winter, is still full of vitality. The sun hits the half-fallen branches and leaves, full of distant shadows of lush vegetation.

Suijun Lake is at the very front covered by the sun, covered with light thin ice, when the sun shines, the golden light shines, followed by sparkling waves.

After seeing this, Nian Quesheng slapped his head: "Oh, I forgot that my brother is afraid of water, why did I pick such a place? I'm so stupid."

But Jiang Dongchen seemed to like it very much, and quickly waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's very good here. Besides, after knowing that you saved me when I was young, I don't seem to be so afraid of water."

Nian Qusheng was aroused by this sentence, and turned around and asked, "Why?"

"You asked me such a question before, I won't talk about it, you think about it yourself."

Nian thought about it, but he didn't know what to do, so he asked Jiang Dongchen for help, "Brother, give me a little hint, okay?"

Jiang Dong said calmly: "I knew it, you never remember this." He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the small house, stepped in, and said, "Yuancheng."

But Nian Sheng was stunned outside the door, thinking for a long time, and suddenly shouted happily: "I see!" Then he ran into the room.But before he ran to Jiang Dongchen's side, he was choked by the dust floating around and coughed, so he hurriedly withdrew and called into the room, "It's so dirty in here! Brother, come out soon, you're going to be choked."

Jiang Dong covered his mouth and nose, stepped out slowly, and said with disgust on his face: "You created the dust yourself, and it ran so fast, I don't even think about how long this house has been unoccupied." He said so, Still patiently patted Nian Quesheng on the back, "You're ashamed to tell me, you choked like this yourself, is there anything wrong?"

But Nian Sheng waved his hands again and again, Jiang Dongshen said again: "We will go to the town to buy some things in a while. The daily necessities in this house are quite complete. We have to hurry up before the market closes."

At this time, Nian Kesheng had finished coughing, looked into the room for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Brother has only entered for a while, and you have written down everything that is missing in the room?"

"It's because you've been thinking outside for too long. Besides, what's so hard to remember about this kind of thing is only your own carelessness."

"Brother is so virtuous." Nian Quesheng said with emotion.

Jiang Dong glared at him: "Say it again."

"Hehe, it's okay, let's go." Nian Quesheng pushed him, and at the same time ordered a few villains with the magic spell, and ordered, "Go and clean the room."

Jiang Dong was helpless: "You are always opportunistic, and you have to learn to clean yourself in the future. How can you always rely on spells?"

Nian Quesheng smiled and said, "Brother, no matter what it is, if you can rely on it, you should rely on it."

When they arrived in the town, Nian Quesheng started running around again. Jiang Dongshen couldn't stop him, so he had to give up and bought a brush, inkstone, books and paper by himself.When Nian Quesheng saw it, he hurried over to hold it in his hand, and asked, "What do you buy these for, brother?"

"I can't be dragged around by you every day without reading any books, can I?"

But Nian Sheng scratched his head and snorted, "I don't have one, so I want to read too, so let's accompany you."

Jiang Dong smiled deeply: "Okay."

After preparing all the necessary items, the two hurried back with a lot of things, but Nian Sheng complained that the items were too heavy and the road was too far, and said with a bitter face: "Brother, I really can't use a magic spell. Let them run back by themselves, I'm going to die of exhaustion."

"It will take half an hour for us to go back. They ran away for a stick of incense, and then?"

But Nian Sheng was downcast: "Oh..."

Jiang Dongshen was helpless, freed one hand to unfold the folding fan, read a formula to make the folding fan bigger, took the things he was holding in his hand during the New Year, and put them on the folding fan together with his own, and the folding fan rose slowly, following Walk slowly behind the two.

But Nian Sheng said: "Can you take me with you, I'm also very tired."

Jiang Dong said in a deep voice, "Okay, let's go up."

But Nian took two steps towards the folding fan, then suddenly turned around and said, "Brother, aren't you together?"

Jiang Dong shook his head deeply: "No, I want to walk."

Nian Kesheng turned back again, walked side by side with him and said, "Okay, then I will walk with brother."

Jiang Dongchen glanced at him: "Go up, aren't you tired?"

"I didn't, brother got it wrong."

Jiang Dong let out a deep laugh: "You are sophistry."

Back at the small house, the inside and outside of the house had been cleaned up. The two of them put all the things they bought in. It was already dusk, and the sky was full of sunset. Jiang Dongchen took off the wooden pendant around his waist, hung it on the door, and rushed But Nian said: "Ah Sheng, give this place a name."

"I take it? Brother, do you trust me?"

"Forget it then." Jiang Dongshen stepped into the room, "Let's talk about it."

But Nian Sheng lay on the bed, feeling very happy.This is not a desolate backyard, nor a cold confinement room, but a real and decent home.There was a candle, which he had just lit himself, and the house had everything needed. Jiang Dongshen was slowly walking towards him, and sat beside him.Regardless of whether the future will be ups and downs or boundless, he will no longer have to wake up alone.

Nian Kesheng felt warm in his heart, and wanted to convey this feeling to Jiang Dongchen, so he hugged Jiang Dongchen from his side and shouted happily: "Brother! I really like this place!"

Jiang Dong was hugged coldly, and the teacup on his phone almost fell to the ground, and he said helplessly, "I know you like it, but please hug me next time and let me know, and don't even look at what I'm holding in my hand. What should I do?"

But Nian Sheng leaned closer to his ear: "Brother, I have a very serious question in mind."

"what?"

"I don't seem to know how to cook."

Jiang Dong smiled deeply: "If you don't know it, you can learn it."

"Who did you learn from?"

Jiang Dong said in a deep voice, "Follow me."

Nian Quesheng let go of his hand when he heard the words, sat next to Jiang Dongchen and said, "Brother! Can you still cook?"

"When I was a child, I saw my mother cook and thought it was amazing, so I learned a lot. Occasionally, I scribbled on it, which is not bad."

Jiang Dongshen has always been modest, if he says it is possible, it must be very good.Nian Quesheng cheered, "Brother! I really admire you even more!"

Jiang Dongchen was very happy when he heard his praise, so he got up and smiled and said, "But it's okay if you don't study, I won't starve you. Okay, you sit, and I'll cook." He stood up while talking Come on, push the tea he made on the table forward, but Xiang Nian said, "Besides, remember to drink the tea I made."

After dinner, Nian Quesheng rushed to wash the dishes, and then lay down on the bed contentedly.Jiang Dongshen sat in front of the desk and laughed at him for being lazy, holding the book in his hand, and said in a warm voice under the warm orange candlelight: "Ah Sheng, I just finished eating, don't lie down yet, come down and take a walk."

Nian Quesheng got out of bed barefoot, walked around behind Jiang Dongshen, tilted his head and asked, "What are you looking at, brother?"

The voice came from above, deep and crisp, with a bit of youthful laziness.Jiang Dongshen's heart thumped, and the candlelight reflected his face even more warm red, and he said quietly: "The Book of Songs."

But Niansheng leaned over, passed his hand over Jiang Dongchen's left shoulder, turned the pages, stopped his eyes on a page, and smiled softly for a moment: "That's a good sentence."

"Which one?"

"Speaking of a gentleman, warm him like jade. In his wooden house, mess with my heart."

"Yes." Jiang Dong smiled deeply, "It's an excellent sentence."

But Nian Sheng sat cross-legged beside Jiang Dongchen, and Jiang Dongchen asked, "Ah Sheng, do you have any favorite poems?"

"Poetry? There are words, but there is only one song. I heard a woman recite it when I knelt at the entrance of Baiyue Temple. Maybe a female disciple of the Nian family ran out at night to meet her lover?—— But I didn't eavesdrop on her on purpose, I just listened to her gentle voice, so I paid more attention to it, and I will remember it after hearing it."

"So which one is it?" Jiang Dong said seriously, "If you like it, I'll write it down and hang it on the wall, how about it?"

"Okay! Brother, I went to your house before, and saw that the writing in your house was beautiful. You wrote it all, didn't you?"

"It's true, it's just that those days are very early. I think it's all graffiti. My mother insisted that I hang it on the wall. I couldn't refute it, so I had to hang it. But in my heart I still feel ashamed, and I didn’t let others enter my house for a long time, but now that I think about it, it’s not a big deal, but it’s me who is very stupid.”

Nian Kesheng liked to hear about Jiang Dongshen's childhood, so he smiled with crooked eyebrows and bright eyes and white teeth: "I'm not stupid, my brother was very cute when he was young."

Jiang Dongshen was studying ink, and raised his head as if thinking of something, but Xiang Nian said: "By the way, just now my mother sent a voice and told us to go back to my house when we have time, and specifically told me to bring you. Junior sister said she missed us."

"We've only been out for less than a month, and that kid Jiang Yu misses us?"

"She's still a little girl, she doesn't know how long the time will be, she just thinks about whoever she thinks, and she tells it all without concealing it."

"By the way, brother, I have long wanted to ask, why Jiang Yu is not Jiang Dongyu? The other family is patriarchal, I know your family is definitely not like this, she lives with you every day, why is she not a Dongzi generation?"

Jiang Dong sighed, and said: "Jiang Ding is an abandoned daughter picked up by my aunt from the street. She was only two or three years old at that time. When asked her name, she would only say Duck. My aunt felt that she was Poor, so we left her at home and grew up with us. Although it is better than my own life, it is not after all. So I did not follow Dongzi."

"Oh—" Nian Quesheng said, "I should have known that I should have run out when I was a child and told your aunt to pick me up and bring me back to your house. Jiang Yu's life is much better than mine. She is really lucky."

Jiang Dong smiled deeply: "It's all over, besides, aren't you living well now?"

Nian Quesheng smiled and said, "Of course, my brother can talk about anything here. Then when shall we go back?"

"There are still two months before the new year, so just go back a few days earlier. After all, it's also an experience outside, so what's the point of running home every now and then?"

Nian Butsheng nodded: "Okay, listen to brother."

"Then, Nian's house... are you still going?" Jiang Dong asked carefully.

"Whether to go or not... Let's see if they are willing to see me. After all, I was asked to guard the Baiyue ancestral hall. I didn't guard it, and the situation is very serious now. A group of immortal sects are going to join forces to crusade. It's a big head to think about. "

Jiang Dong said solemnly: "If you don't go, then you won't go. If you have to, I will accompany you."

Nian Quesheng immediately smiled sweetly: "Then I will naturally be happy."

"Okay." Jiang Dongshen also smiled slightly, raised his pen and said, "Let's read the poem."

But Nian raised his chin with one hand, tilted his head and looked at Jiang Dongshen's meticulous side face, and said softly: "The car is far away, the horse is longing, you travel east, east, east, and east, and Ande flies to the west wind."

The regular script written by Jiang Dongshen is upright and upright, and the characters are like the person, like a scholar, warm and moist as jade, and calm in his arms.Nian Quesheng almost wanted to put a kiss on this gentle face, but he still smiled and said softly:

"May I be like the star king like the moon, and the night and night flow bright and clean."

Pausing for a moment, he said again: "The moon is temporarily dark, but the stars are always bright."

Jiang Dongshen's subordinates froze, blinked, and followed him to the next sentence: "Stay bright and wait for the moon to return, and the three to five will be full."

"Exactly, brother, you also know this poem?"

"I can't remember where I saw it, but I didn't remember until you read wishing me to be like a star king like a moon."

The signature was signed, the pen was received, the ink was still wet, and it was shining brightly under the candlelight.Nian Quesheng couldn't wait to look over his head, leaning on Jiang Dongchen's shoulder to take advantage of it, and praised: "The writing is like a person, beautiful and beautiful. Brother, can you teach me?"

Jiang Dongshen sneered and said: "It is very reasonable to write like a person. I dare not teach you. Your cursive writing is very chic. It is useless for me to force you into block letters. The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult." shift."

Nian Quesheng retorted: "My brother is not allowed to laugh at me. I was not taught. If I had laid the foundation well when I was young, I wouldn't be writing like this today."

"Okay, in fact, your handwriting is beautiful, natural and easy, just like you."

"Really? Brother, don't coax me."

Jiang Dong said with a deep smile: "Really, when have I ever lied to you?"

Satisfied, Nian Kesheng stood up, walked back to the bed, pulled off half of the quilt, pointed to the opposite wall and said, "Brother hangs it here, I want to see it as soon as I open my eyes."

According to what he said, Jiang Dongchen hung the picture upright on the wall, turned off the lamp on the desk, took off his coat, and lay down next to Nian Quesheng.

It was pitch black.

I hope that after the wandering people settle down, they can have a good dream this night.

Jiang Dong said in a deep voice, "Sweet dream."