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Song Nineteen got some advice, and practiced kung fu diligently, but she had no foundation and no rules, she just relied on concentrating and holding her breath, which was really embarrassing. After practicing for three or two days, she didn't make any progress at all.

So she went to ask Ayin, saying that she gave a spell of "beautiful as a flower" in the past, and it really worked. give one.

Ayin knocked the melon seeds once, and vomited the shells into the silk, accidentally got one on the corner of her mouth, she raised her hand to take it off, and thought about it carefully.

Be fierce, be concise, and be effective.

"Then..."

She pocketed the melon seeds in her hand into the silk: "Go to hell."

Tu Lao Yao snorted twice, and smiled more than a pig.

Song Nineteen swallowed his saliva and decided to water the flowers in peace.

At dusk, after she had eaten, she went to wait for Li Shishi at the gate of the house as usual. For the convenience of practicing, she only wore a blue gown that had been washed white, and leaned against the door with her long hair, waiting just fine. The Bride of Man.

Tu Lao Yao passed by, "Hey" she said, moved a stool to her lap, turned her head and went to the yard, muttering: "It's been more than half an hour in a row, I don't know my legs are sore, silly."

Song Nineteen sat down with a smile, and stood up again after a while. She was still looking at the entrance of the street next to the wooden door. It was clearly a narrow alley, and she could see the end at a glance, but she always felt that she was standing tall. She also needs to have a wider field of vision. If Li Shiyi can catch an extra inch of the striker's shadow when he turns the corner, she will be more satisfied.

After digging seventy or eighty times at the door frame with her fingers, the afterglow of the setting sun filled the alley with a quiet crimson color, and she finally waited for Li Shishi.

Li Shishi is tall, with thin shoulders and back, and she can look good in ordinary clothes. She walked from the shadows, still with one hand in her pocket and the other carrying a small bundle, her face covered with rotten skin. , with no hat on, half of her half-length hair was tied behind her ears, and the other half slightly brushed her moon-white cheeks.

She habitually lowered her head and pursed her lips, and raised her eyes boredly, with Song Nineteen's figure in her eyes.

Song Nineteen raised his hand to brush away the messy bangs, kicked lightly on the threshold with his toes, poked it out, hooked it back again, and smiled at her after a while.

Missing this kind of emotion came unexpectedly, since the sound of her footsteps sounded, she appeared in a hurry, and she couldn't sort it out until she walked in front of her.

She thought about it, and since she landed, she has not been separated from Li Shiyi for a few days. Three or two days is too short, so short that it is not enough to say a long time, but it is so long that the person opposite is contaminated with a strange atmosphere , which made her feel cramped and nervous, she picked and picked out many expressions, but couldn't find the one that was neither far nor near.

Song Nineteen curled the corners of his mouth and said sweetly, "I'm back."

Small talk is probably obvious nonsense, but there is always someone who enjoys it.

Li Shishi stepped up the stairs: "Yes."

She stood still in front of Song Nineteen, brought up the familiar fragrance, and asked her, "What are you doing?"

When she spoke, she took her hand out of her pocket and brushed her hair.

It was only then that Song Nineteen realized that her hair had grown a lot. When I first saw her, it was short hair just past her chin, but now it reached below her collarbone.

Song Nineteen bent down and picked up the stool: "Wait for you."

Li Shiyi raised his eyebrows: "How do you know when I'll be back?"

Song Nineteen said: "Master Tian is the most tender when the sun sets, and most likely he can wait for someone."

"Who said that?"

"My mother."

Nonsense.Li Shishi's snort moved, he put his arms around his mouth and smiled, looked at her knowingly with his clear eyes, and walked in with his head down.

"Find the Teng Snake?"

"No."

"Is there anything rare in the secret door?"

"No."

Song Nineteen hugged the bench and followed behind bouncingly. After throwing away the high-sounding concern, he asked her: "I miss you a little, do you miss me?"

Li Shishi let go of his pursed lips and blinked: "No."

Song Nineteen was taken aback, thought for a while and said the last sentence: "Did you go to the secret door?"

Li Shixi paused: "No."

Song Nineteen retracted his gaze meaningfully, and squinted his eyes happily. Just now he said that there is nothing rare in the secret door, but now he said no. Li Shiyi's obvious lie is called room.

This room is enough for the careful girl to deduce that the previous "no" negation is not so practical, and it is enough for Li Shiyi to maintain his innocent innocence.

But Song Nineteen was that careful girl.

Back in the yard, I made up half a night's dinner with everyone.Because Li Shishi had greeted Li Shiyi earlier, Mrs. Tu didn't ask back and forth. Ah Yin had always known Li Shishi, and she didn't say much about things she didn't want to explain. Be quiet, and go back to the house to rest after cleaning up the dishes.

When there were only two parents-in-law left in the east courtyard, Mrs. Tu asked while wiping the table, "How old is Miss Li?"

"What?" Tu Lao Yao blinked Mung Dou's eyes.He used to call her Miss Eleven out of respect, and he didn't know whether she was old or young.

Sister-in-law Tu smiled, straightened her sore waist, clenched her fists and did not dare to beat hard: "Miss Li is so young, she has such a big house, and she is kind and polite."

Small citizens who live a life are used to being straightforward, how often do they swallow half and half of their words like this, let alone add four words of idioms at the end.The youngest Tu intuitively felt that there was a way here, so she helped her sister-in-law to sit down, and asked her with a calm face, "What do you mean?"

Sister-in-law Tu took a sip of water and asked him, "My third cousin, do you still remember?"

The youngest Tu thought for a while, then raised her legs: "Do you remember? When I first got married, I went to visit people, and I was looking at people with their noses. I dare to say something negative, and I am afraid that the stone steps at the door might be used to touch people." Yulei."

Poor people always have three rich relatives, and there are only three cousins ​​in Tu's sister-in-law's family. They don't look down on the idle Tu Laoyao, but it happens that Tu Lao Yao doesn't think too much of her.

Mrs. Tu shot him a look, and said to him: "Her boy is very promising. He came back from studying abroad in Japan. He is in his twenties and not married."

He left half a sentence for Tu Lao Yao to grind, Tu Lao Yao bared his teeth and frowned with a "hiss".

"How can it be?" For a moment, he smiled vaguely.

The mother-in-law didn't know this much, but he could understand it all too well. If Li Shixi and others were to lead the red thread, Song Shijiu would probably bite off a piece of his flesh.

Seeing his reaction, Mrs. Tu knew there was something hidden in her heart, she just smiled and said "You take me for nothing", and entered the house with her waist supported.

Another month or two passed like this, and the words of that day were never mentioned again. The summer heat wave was as punctual as the brocade flowers, and the floor was scorched and twisted. She took a step and panted three times, and was not very able to work.The melons and fruits that are in season in the yard are as full as her stomach, moist and attractive.

Li Shishi's yard was also as Song Nineteen had imagined, full of lively summer flowers, surrounded by green leaves of different shades, and a cloud of refreshing fragrance that moves with the wind.It was supposed to be a fairyland with beautiful branches and leaves, but Li Shishi was quite annoyed. She sat in the courtyard with a book in her hand to enjoy the cool air, distracted from time to time to chase away the lingering mosquitoes and flies.

While watering the flowers, Song Nineteen glanced at her guiltily. Seeing her frown again, he shook the water ladle, walked behind her, and drove away the buzzing flying insects for her with a gourd ladle.

Li Shiyi raised his eyebrows like a scale, looked at her for a while, turned his face, turned a page of the book, and read "Autumn Evening" in a low voice with no expression on his face.

"Qingluo small fan flutters fireflies."

"What?" Song Nineteen looked at her puzzled.

The big yellow wooden ladle drives away mosquitoes and flies.Li Shiyi smiled lightly.