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The arrival of Tu Sishun made the days so turbulent. He was completely different from Song Nineteen Hours. He was a little troublemaker who followed his father. Through the two streets, Tu Laomao was miserable, so he thought of a way, staring at him during the day, in order to be more peaceful at night.

When Tu Sishun made a fuss, sister-in-law Tu couldn't care less about others, and the youngest Tu swore three times a day that her head was swollen from heatstroke, and her eyes were dazzled for a while, sister-in-law Tu was dubious, and she didn't say anything about it. It was revealed.

Song Nineteen put on a longevity lock for Tu Sixun as he wished. A Yin was not very interested in raising the doll, but was very worried about Tu Sisun's belly hanging down like a loofah. There are blue and purple lines, but the chest is swollen again, and the pain is so painful that Mrs. Tu can't lift her hands.

A Yin was looking for plasters for Tu's sister-in-law to remove freckles, and at the same time gritted her teeth and scolded Tu Laomao: "You son of a bitch, you stinking man, let this woman suffer!"

Tu Lao Yao hugged Tu Sishun in the yard, and sneezed with fever in his ears.

After Tu Sishun was full moon, Li Shiyi confessed to the youngest Tu that it was time to set off to find Shijiu's life experience, and told him to take good care of him at home, and stayed at home again. Some money is ready to use.The youngest Tu asked her what her plan was, but she said that she would stop by Shanghai first.

The youngest Tu closed the door and discussed with Mrs. Tu for the whole night. On the second day, with walnut-like bags under her eyes, she still held Tu Sishun in her arms, and sat discussing with the three girls: "Mother Chen is taking care of the house, and I will still be with you guys." Walk together."

Song Shijiu said: "How can this be done, the youngest little Tu is only a little big."

The youngest Tu patted the swaddle skillfully: "For him, we have been delayed for a long time. Now that he is safe and sound, there is nothing to worry about. We can all see how the aunts and grandmas treat my wife and children." In my eyes, when it's time to repay, you can't be a bitch."

Li Shishi raised his eyes and saw Tu Sishun leisurely, and said loudly: "Then the heavy rain is 'passing the house three times without entering'! Why can't I, the youngest Tu, be like a strong wind!"

After he finished speaking, he picked his eye sockets.

"Boy!" He looked at Tu Sishun and grinned.

Compared with Li's house, Ah Luo's house is as clean as if hiding in a painting.Ah Yin has been busy these days and hasn't come over for a long time, Ah Luo sprinkled a handful of millet bored, looked at it for a while, changed his clothes and went out with an umbrella.

The streets are never short of excitement, and the sunny weather adds another layer of noise. Ah Luo walks among pedestrians and hawkers, holding an oiled paper umbrella in the blue sky, but he doesn't attract many surprised eyes.This is good at the feet of the emperor. When the dynasty is overthrown and the situation is turbulent, there are many things that are kept secret. Everyone only cares about their own small life, and has no other thoughts to sweep the snow in front of others.

Ah Luo walked gracefully and leisurely, wandering aimlessly for a while, but the embroidered shoes stopped in the cracks of dust on the cobblestone road.

The umbrella was lifted slightly, and Wuqian looked over with her gaze, and saw a graceful figure walking out of a tailor shop not far away, the flowery cheongsam was hooked with silver threads, and her enchanting undulating body was also hooked, Ayin folded her arms Rubbing the silk, she smiled at the man who was carrying several bolts of fabric.

A few days ago, Ah Yin came across Wuqian, and said that she was going south, and was preparing expenses, and would come back for a drink in a few days.

Ah Luo blinked slowly, and saw the man climb A Yin's waist with his restless hands, A Yin slapped him backhand, and gave him a sideways glance, his eyes rolled when he was angry, it was a flirtatious desire to reject and greet.

Ah Luo retracted the hand holding the umbrella handle slightly, smiled meaninglessly, and turned to leave with Wuqian.

After noon, she brewed a pot of tea as usual, and practiced calligraphy by the desk. The Hui ink passed the fragrance of Junshan silver needles, and she felt like a sleepless dream.

Short greetings sounded outside the door, following the sound of footsteps from far to near, before the shadow was completely printed on the window lattice, the long-lost beauty pushed the door open with both hands.

Ayin sent a generous smile, and an inch of sunlight sneaked in.With a backhand push, the door was closed again, and the room was restored to clarity.

Ah Luo put his sleeves back and took the ink, and said in a warm voice, "Here we come."

Neither far nor near, neither salty nor light.

Ayin silk wiped off her sweat, walked up to her, poked her head to look at her writing, but it was just a faltering movement, she retracted all of a sudden, picked a cup and poured tea for herself.

A thin jet of water came out, and she looked at the cup in her hand, the one on the right with Ah Luo, and asked, "You know I'm coming?"

Ah Luo lowered his wrist and raised his hand, gently raised a hook, his words were lighter than the end of a pen: "Didn't you say that you want to go south."

She spoke very euphemistically, but it was enough for A Yin to understand what she meant.It's a long way to go south, and after a few months, if there is no essence, Ah Yin's body can't bear it, so I have to come and find her before I leave.

As expected, Ah Yin smiled, and replied, "Yes."

She leaned against the desk, the aroma of the powder on her cheek covered the tea leaves, and there was a lingering overlap.

Ah Luo didn't respond, he just finished writing a lengthy fu at a leisurely pace, then put down the pen, sat on the grand master's chair, looked up at A Yin, the sun leaked in from the outside, hooking the curve of A Yin's shoulder , spread half of the shadow between Ah Luo's lips and nose.

Even the shadow is incomplete, occupying only half of it.

She leaned on the back of the chair and said softly: "Just now, I saw you." She paused, and continued: "At the tailor's shop."

Ah Luo glanced at the exquisite buttons on A Yin's cheongsam, and didn't say any more.

A Yin frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly covered her lips and smiled, raised her eyebrows and stared at her for three or two seconds, meaningfully saying: "So it was this."

The tea I drank just now seemed to go straight down my throat to the temple of five internal organs, with a faint sense of comfort.

She supported the edge of the table with her backhand, and twirled the silk with her index finger: "It's just that I had some friendship in the past, and I happened to meet him. He is also very attentive, so I can't refuse too much."

People took advantage of her past shortcomings in Yanliuxiang, so she had to make a show every now and then, otherwise, wouldn't it be too hypocritical to wipe her neck and bite her tongue like a chaste martyr.

Ah Luo was noncommittal, rubbing the pulp of the ring finger of his left hand with his right hand.

A Yin bit the corner of her mouth and turned her head to look at her with a smile, until she raised her head. A Yin squinted her eyes and said, "There is nothing else."

"Otherwise, you test it."

Master Yan Luo, even if it is an object, most likely he has the desire to be competitive and unwilling to share it with others.Even the former benefactor, when he was hypocritical, always wanted to hear her say that he was the one she put in her heart.

She understands.

But she didn't quite understand.

Ah Luo fixedly looked at her, his breathing was as long as the ebb and flow of the tide.She raised her hand and threw "Mencius" on the desk, and it fell to the ground with a "slap".

He raised his hand again, and dropped another copy of "Zuo Zhuan".

The pages of the book were discarded and rattled, Ah Luo looked at the clean space on the table and said softly, "Lie down."

A Yin was taken aback.

The fragrance of books, ink, tea, and the fragrance of daughters with creamy skin all passed through Ah Luo's hands.She opened the outer layer of the book to hide the content, and ground the solidified ink to produce juice. The tea leaves loosened their skeleton and softened their posture. If there is another groan of ecstasy, it will be a perfect summer full of fragrance and sweat.

Ah Yin's fingers brushed the silk sash of the seal on the table case, she closed her eyes and frowned, and heard Ah Luo asking her from behind.

"Is it enough?"

"enough."

"OK?"

"……it is good."

Arlo pulled out his fingers and replaced them with lips.

Everyone tidied up and the tickets were bought two days later.Tu Laoyao hugged Tu Sishun and wiped away her tears again, babbling and exhorting a lot like an old woman, and then got into the car cruelly carrying the suitcase.

The train was no longer fresh, and he leaned his head against the glass with the sadness of abandoning his wife and son, like a gourd with its mouth sawn.Ayin pushed the painted box again, and was patting the residual ashes on his hands, his eyes casually glanced at the aisle, but he was caught off guard.

Ah Luo and Wu Qian sat in a row of seats diagonally across from each other, wearing a wide foreign hat to block the sunlight, quietly flipping through a book.

Ayin walked over slowly, leaned on the seat, and asked her, "Are you going too?"

Ah Luo closed the book and smiled calmly: "Being idle is also being idle."

A Yin glanced at her, his eyes curled up, he didn't know if he was happy or not.

If the idiom also has a lover, the four words feasting and feasting must be the best match for the Shanghai beach at night.The sensual dogs and horses in Shiliyangchang put people's anxiety aside for a while, and indulged for a moment regardless of tomorrow's presumptuousness.The spacious streets, the high-rise western-style buildings, the trams running along the lines, the rickshaws parked in an orderly manner, and the footsteps of the driver interlaced with the honking of the car, is a very inclusive scenery.

The rhythm of Shanghai at night is ups and downs from the neon lights, which is the best sign of the night scene.As one of the three major dance halls standing in Shanghai, Cirrus has a wide door and high steps. The steps are covered with a soft red carpet, which is afraid of dirtying the soles of dignitaries and dignitaries. The poster is as high as three people, showing a sense of oppression from above.

Two shiny cars stopped at the door, the doorman stepped forward and opened the door, and stepped out of a pair of unstained cowhide boots, the people in the car leaned down, showing good upbringing in their actions, the doorman was respectful He bent down to lead the way, and greeted the group of people with extraordinary demeanor.

The girl in the lead is tall and slender, her upper body is in a crisp white shirt, the button is covered up to the top, and there is no decoration at all, except for a few asymmetrical magnolia flowers hooked with black lines on the open collar, and tied at the hem. into the black trousers, circling the waist that is full of grip.His hands were in his trouser pockets, and his white wrists were revealed in his movements.

Her expression is indifferent and thin, her long hair is combed back, pinned behind her ears while covering half of her sharp jaw line, her beautiful forehead is connected with a high bridge of nose, and her curves lie in the In thin lips.

She lowered her head slightly and walked up, followed by two men in suits and leather shoes. Half a step back was another lady who was as high as her eyebrows, wearing a Western-style striped vest and trousers of the same color. A lady's white shirt with a loose knot at the neckline, her eyebrows are weak but neat.

Behind them is a pair of bright-eyed girls who came hand in hand, a champagne-colored cheongsam with half an embroidered shawl drooping, weak and boneless fingers in hollow gloves, the other with long curly hair tucked behind her ears, dark blue The velvet long skirt is full of the beauty of a lady.

As soon as I entered, a manager greeted me. The ladies from Peiping called a few hours ago.

He bowed and saluted, and said in turn: "Miss Li, Miss Yan, Miss Fu, Miss Song Six, I have been waiting for a long time, please come inside."