Zhuoying
Chapter 69
When Pu Cheng came back from the wild mountain, he didn't find Rong Yang when he entered the door.He went out again, caught someone and asked, "Have you seen Rong Yang?"
Everyone said no.It's getting dark now, and Jingzhou is cold in autumn, and the wind is unbearable.Pu Cheng found Jingmen all the way from the door of the house, and the defense team on the wall whistled and laughed at him. He returned his little thumb, borrowed a lantern, and continued to search.
Until we went to the pasture in the west, there were exclamations from the little carrot heads in the sheep pen.Pu Cheng carried the lantern and went over, leaped over the fence, and saw a group of boys blocking the water inside.
"Hey." Pu Cheng kicked the nearest buttocks, motioning the brats to make way, and he shouted: "Rong Yang!"
The innermost one got a response.Pu Cheng picked up the person who was blocking the way, and sure enough, he saw his little blind man lying on the grass mat and feeding the new lamb.
He squatted beside him and laughed angrily: "How can I feed it with a bowl? Is the old sheep out of milk?"
"Yes." Rong Yang still had the sticky body of a lamb in his hands, and his clothes smelled like sheep.He caressed the lamb that was still kneeling on its front hooves, trying to stand up, and said sadly: "The old sheep can't milk it, it can't drink it, and it couldn't survive the day before."
Pu Cheng followed and bent down, took his hand holding the bowl, dipped milk in the bowl, and brought it to the lamb's mouth.The little guy really started sucking, and knelt down with his front hooves pushing upwards.Rong Yang let out an ahh, and said joyfully, "This is a good idea."
What a ghost.
In this way, the lamb can only be tasted, and it is impossible to keep it full.
"This is not our family's sheep." Pu Cheng tucked the hem of the robe that was hanging on the ground into his belt, and said, "Give it back to others and let them figure out their own way."
"Xinlige's ewes have all gone to the South Grassland, and he can't do anything about it." Rong Yang looked sideways at Pu Cheng, and begged with dim eyes: "Changzong, let's raise them."
If it wasn't for a group of little ghosts around, Pu Cheng... Cough, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and said, "It's so small, it can't live without a ewe."
"We have milk... share it with it, and it will be fine for a month." Rong Yang's fingertips were itchy from being sucked, and when he pulled it out, it turned a little red, and he dipped in the milk again.Pu Cheng was caught without letting the little lamb continue to take advantage.
He said: "You want to give lectures to others, and you have to study at Mr. He's place. I will lead a team on tour during the day. Who will take care of it at home?"
Rong Yang said softly, "I take it to school...it doesn't bite, it's very obedient."
Pu Cheng frowned and watched the lamb stand up tremblingly, rubbing against Rong Yang's arms, and said, "No."
Rong Yang bit her lip, and Pu Cheng paused, looking at this man's earnest face.Rong Yang's little finger stroked lightly on his palm, her eyes were almost flushed.Pu Cheng couldn't bear it and had to surrender.
The two brought the lamb home, the wind was strong on the road, Pu Cheng was afraid that he would be blown away, so he asked him to carry it on his back.Rong Yang hugged the lamb, hesitantly said: "I haven't washed it yet, my whole body is dirty."
Pu Cheng hugged the lamb in his arms, knelt down and said impatiently: "Hurry up, or I'll leave."
Rong Yang lay down on her stomach and hugged Pu Cheng's neck.The little lamb poked its head out of Pu Cheng's arms and rubbed against Rong Yang's arm.Pu Cheng was annoyed, so he clamped the little guy under his arm, copied the back with one hand, and went home like this.The lamb kept bleating on the road, as if it had left its own mother.Rong Yang lay on his shoulders and responded to the lamb, so stupid as hell.
When he got home, Rong Yang wanted to nurse the lamb, Pu Cheng took him to take a bath, sat on the steps by himself, hugged the lamb and gave him a hand full of the smell of milk.The lamb knocked over the small bowl, Pu Cheng scratched its curly brown fur, and whispered, "Where did you lick just now... Could it be the ground you licked? That belongs to me..."
The wind whistled at night.
Rong Yang lay on the bed with half of his back exposed, Pu Cheng leaned over from the back, licked along the gracefully curved line, bit the back of his neck, hugged the man's shoulders and touched his head.Rong Yang's eyes were red from crying, and he whimpered and said: "... last time... the last time senior brother couldn't say it... why are you still like this..."
"What?" Pu Cheng lifted his waist, pinched his palms and rubbed them, and buried himself deeply, his throat tightened slightly, and he hissed secretly, only then did Rong Yang sway from him.This bastard was beaten up by Su Zhou last time, and he passed without pain or itching, but as soon as he came back, he wanted to pester Rong Yang to get his fill.He said gruffly, "He's meddling in his own business!"
Rong Yang leaned on her pillow and was bullied so badly that she gradually cried out.But now he not only cried aloud, but also hummed, which made the bastard even more uncontrollable.
Things stopped in the middle of the night, Pu Cheng leaned on Rong Yang, pinched that white and tender cheek, and said ruthlessly: "Just cry, if you cry again, I will bite you."
Rong Yang's flushing hadn't faded, her breath was still not even, she was nodding her head in sleepiness, when he was annoyed by his pinching, she raised her hand and patted it, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "You bastard..."
But the bastard bowed his head, and licked his lips softly.He didn't say any coaxing words in his mouth, he just leaned against him and watched him fall asleep.When looking at people seriously, the eyes are sunken and deep.
"Bastard..." Pu Cheng wiped the tears from the corners of Rong Yang's eyes with his thumb, "You've become more courageous."
Pu Cheng woke up early the next day, Rong Yang was still sound asleep.He took out the lamb and fed it a hand full of milky smell. He warmed the milk on the stove for Rong Yang, put on his outer shirt, and went straight to the court of punishment.
Jingzhen is not a Wang Fan now, but has a chief envoy.When Pu Cheng arrived on the ground, Wu Yu was shaking his teeth on the rocking chair. When he saw someone coming, he didn't get up, but pointed in the direction.
"Your message is fast, this person is here."
"I'll figure it out." Pu Cheng sat on the side, picked a fruit and threw it in his hand, "How will Wu Han be judged?"
"Zhao Shurong asked to beheaded, and Marquis Changle seized the title and went to jail. This Zhao Zhi'an couldn't escape, but it's a pity that Zuo Kaizhi taught him for several years, and he even taught him love." Wu Yu shook his body, smashed it and said: "You said Zuo Kaizhi This old man is coming to an end, but he has ruined his reputation. Is it worth it for such a person?"
"That's exile." Pu Cheng bit the fruit, "Didn't it be said a few years ago that a frontier wall would be built."
"You came back in a hurry because of this?" Wu Yu tilted his head, "Why didn't we, silly Yang?"
"He can't see Rong Yang." Pu Cheng's teeth are good, his bite is crisp, "Rong Yang's heart is soft, and he probably has to let him bluff him. Let's just do it. If this person is not dead, I won't look away."
"Yo." Wu Yu half stood up, "You are narrow-minded, don't you just write a few articles, and you still focus on people for the rest of your life? If Rong Yang knows about this..."
"Who will speak up for him?" Pu Cheng frowned, "I don't see who would dare. Rong Yang has long since forgotten about this person, and if I don't bring up the old things again, whoever asks me to hit him in front of him."
"Yes." Wu Yu swayed unprincipledly, and said, "I should thank you senior brother for this matter. Boring people do big things." He went back and sighed: "I still want to do this... this person is still Can't die, please."
That Banyan Yang went out to give lectures, holding the lamb with a book in his arms, and touched a bell for the lamb from nowhere, and it jingled when he walked.After school, a group of little carrot heads followed him and asked what the lamb's name was, Rong Yang smiled and said, "Xiao Pu."
Going down Pu Cheng Street, I always feel that the little carrot heads seem to look at him differently, but I don't know why...
Rong Yang wrote a letter to Su Zhou, in which he told Su Zhou about it.Over there, Su Zhou immediately wrote back to Pu Cheng, and the beginning of the chapter was "My brother Xiao Pu".
But it is said that Su Zhou often travels to the south now, Meng Chen retreats to the courtyard to raise flowers and amuse the birds, and the Meng Pavilion is occupied by Su Shuo in the north and Su Zhou in the south.After a few years, everyone in the south said that "Canglang Duchuan" was a handsome and handsome young man, although he practiced business, he did not lose his elegance.
I only know that there is a shop named Shu's Embroidery Workshop in Xuhang. Today, the head of the shop is a royal embroiderer, who was never married and only accepted a closed disciple named "Shu Jiyun".This Shu Jiyun is not as good as Ji, but his embroidery skills are very good. He was famous for his first battle in Jiangtang Shuangembroidery.
June is hot.There are countless suitors upstairs in the embroidery workshop.The little girl stood by the fence, wearing a gauze hat, suddenly raised her finger and pointed to the sedan chair downstairs, and said calmly in front of everyone: "If Jiyun gets married in this life, she will marry Su Duchuan."
Su Zhou was closing the curtain to get off the sedan chair, when he raised his head, he looked around.Su Zhou was in a hurry to see someone, so he left without thinking carefully.It is only said that he heard about it two days late, and it was spread to Mrs. Su that it had become "the intention of crossing the river". The betrothal gifts prepared for him at home piled up. Get on the sedan chair.
He wasn't angry, he just took it as the little girl's excuse.Because he is already in his twenties now, Shu Jiyun is not in his prime.Su Zhou has been cultivating himself for the past few years, but he has not been thinking about it for a long time. It is reasonable for his family to be anxious.Others were not in a hurry, turned around to pick up the business, and made another trip to Jingzhen, which lasted for half a year.
But "God-sent marriage", how can he easily avoid it?
Su Zhou returned to the Mongolian Pavilion, got up one morning, and went out to look for food.When he was at home, he was by no means a "Master Qingjun". With Meng Chen's old coat on, and a heavy ball of silly clothes under his belt, he could sit at the stall eating happily while eating a steamed stuffed bun.
"Yesterday I ate the teacher's sweet and sour, and today I'm tired of sweet. Liu Sange, give me a spoonful of tofu curd today, it's spicy."
The silly Yang in his arms meowed, and leaned on his sleeve to look at Douhua.Su Zhou stroked his hair a few times and felt that the morning was cold, so he tilted his head and sneezed.
A handkerchief was suddenly handed over from behind.
Su Zhou didn't answer, just looked back.Standing behind him was a little girl who just reached under his shoulders. Her skin was fair and tender, and her eyes were full of water.He didn't recognize it, the silly Yang in his arms cheered up, crawled on his shoulders, and chased people away.
The little girl stood on tiptoe, looked over his shoulder to the stall, and asked him: "Looks good, is it delicious?"
Su Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses and said to himself, "It's okay... this restaurant is the best in town." He paused, and said politely, "You... have a spoonful?"
Those eyes lit up immediately, as if Sha Yang was looking for meat.There were so many people in the stall that the two could only stand.He stopped by the girl's side, but he didn't dare to come if he didn't have eyes.The bowl was hot, so Su Zhou didn't ask for his own bowl, and carried the bowl for her so that the girl could taste it first.He stood upright, with only his arms turned away.His fingertips were hot, but he was rough and his face was not showing.
The girl wrapped the bottom of the bowl with a handkerchief and held it herself.
"This tofu curd is hot..." Su Zhou tilted his head, only to find that the bowl was empty after a few moments.The girl took out another handkerchief, wiped the corners of her lips, and whispered to him, "It's delicious."
Later, Su Zhou ate steamed buns, and she also ate them quickly.When Su Zhou ate pancakes, she ate them faster.Su Zhou feeds Sha Yang, she eats so much... I have never seen such a little girl who can eat so much.
Interesting.
Su Zhou led her out of the street, asked where she was, and rushed to send her back.Unexpectedly, she bowed fiercely to Su Zhou, dropped the handkerchief in her sleeve to the ground without paying attention, and ran away.Su Zhou picked up the handkerchief, but there was no name left on it, and he embroidered it alone...
Embroidered a plush duckling.
"Come alive, aura." Su Zhou gradually laughed out loud, and the silly Yang in his arms reached for the handkerchief with a "meow". To bloom."
Only when he stepped into the threshold of the Mongolian Pavilion, a woman led the child on the street and carried candied haws.The child shouted: "Mother, Dad is in front."
The man who came back from an errand hugged the child, tilted his head and said something to his wife, and all three members of the family smiled.With his back turned, Su Zhou vaguely heard: "Lan Sheng..."
He yawned and raised his eyes calmly.
The cosmetic powder box bought back by young people across the street was pushed off by the wind from under the eaves.The powder inside was blown away by the wind, and it was blown clean as soon as the sun came out.Only the lingering fragrance seems to be there, which counts as being here.
"Snapped"
Life is divided, and I only want to be safe for the rest of my life.
The author has something to say: Hello Su Zhou, Hello Xu Lansheng, and everyone.After hesitating for a long time, I finally chose this ending.Tomorrow's last chapter, Zhong Ze and Zhou Pu.
Everyone said no.It's getting dark now, and Jingzhou is cold in autumn, and the wind is unbearable.Pu Cheng found Jingmen all the way from the door of the house, and the defense team on the wall whistled and laughed at him. He returned his little thumb, borrowed a lantern, and continued to search.
Until we went to the pasture in the west, there were exclamations from the little carrot heads in the sheep pen.Pu Cheng carried the lantern and went over, leaped over the fence, and saw a group of boys blocking the water inside.
"Hey." Pu Cheng kicked the nearest buttocks, motioning the brats to make way, and he shouted: "Rong Yang!"
The innermost one got a response.Pu Cheng picked up the person who was blocking the way, and sure enough, he saw his little blind man lying on the grass mat and feeding the new lamb.
He squatted beside him and laughed angrily: "How can I feed it with a bowl? Is the old sheep out of milk?"
"Yes." Rong Yang still had the sticky body of a lamb in his hands, and his clothes smelled like sheep.He caressed the lamb that was still kneeling on its front hooves, trying to stand up, and said sadly: "The old sheep can't milk it, it can't drink it, and it couldn't survive the day before."
Pu Cheng followed and bent down, took his hand holding the bowl, dipped milk in the bowl, and brought it to the lamb's mouth.The little guy really started sucking, and knelt down with his front hooves pushing upwards.Rong Yang let out an ahh, and said joyfully, "This is a good idea."
What a ghost.
In this way, the lamb can only be tasted, and it is impossible to keep it full.
"This is not our family's sheep." Pu Cheng tucked the hem of the robe that was hanging on the ground into his belt, and said, "Give it back to others and let them figure out their own way."
"Xinlige's ewes have all gone to the South Grassland, and he can't do anything about it." Rong Yang looked sideways at Pu Cheng, and begged with dim eyes: "Changzong, let's raise them."
If it wasn't for a group of little ghosts around, Pu Cheng... Cough, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and said, "It's so small, it can't live without a ewe."
"We have milk... share it with it, and it will be fine for a month." Rong Yang's fingertips were itchy from being sucked, and when he pulled it out, it turned a little red, and he dipped in the milk again.Pu Cheng was caught without letting the little lamb continue to take advantage.
He said: "You want to give lectures to others, and you have to study at Mr. He's place. I will lead a team on tour during the day. Who will take care of it at home?"
Rong Yang said softly, "I take it to school...it doesn't bite, it's very obedient."
Pu Cheng frowned and watched the lamb stand up tremblingly, rubbing against Rong Yang's arms, and said, "No."
Rong Yang bit her lip, and Pu Cheng paused, looking at this man's earnest face.Rong Yang's little finger stroked lightly on his palm, her eyes were almost flushed.Pu Cheng couldn't bear it and had to surrender.
The two brought the lamb home, the wind was strong on the road, Pu Cheng was afraid that he would be blown away, so he asked him to carry it on his back.Rong Yang hugged the lamb, hesitantly said: "I haven't washed it yet, my whole body is dirty."
Pu Cheng hugged the lamb in his arms, knelt down and said impatiently: "Hurry up, or I'll leave."
Rong Yang lay down on her stomach and hugged Pu Cheng's neck.The little lamb poked its head out of Pu Cheng's arms and rubbed against Rong Yang's arm.Pu Cheng was annoyed, so he clamped the little guy under his arm, copied the back with one hand, and went home like this.The lamb kept bleating on the road, as if it had left its own mother.Rong Yang lay on his shoulders and responded to the lamb, so stupid as hell.
When he got home, Rong Yang wanted to nurse the lamb, Pu Cheng took him to take a bath, sat on the steps by himself, hugged the lamb and gave him a hand full of the smell of milk.The lamb knocked over the small bowl, Pu Cheng scratched its curly brown fur, and whispered, "Where did you lick just now... Could it be the ground you licked? That belongs to me..."
The wind whistled at night.
Rong Yang lay on the bed with half of his back exposed, Pu Cheng leaned over from the back, licked along the gracefully curved line, bit the back of his neck, hugged the man's shoulders and touched his head.Rong Yang's eyes were red from crying, and he whimpered and said: "... last time... the last time senior brother couldn't say it... why are you still like this..."
"What?" Pu Cheng lifted his waist, pinched his palms and rubbed them, and buried himself deeply, his throat tightened slightly, and he hissed secretly, only then did Rong Yang sway from him.This bastard was beaten up by Su Zhou last time, and he passed without pain or itching, but as soon as he came back, he wanted to pester Rong Yang to get his fill.He said gruffly, "He's meddling in his own business!"
Rong Yang leaned on her pillow and was bullied so badly that she gradually cried out.But now he not only cried aloud, but also hummed, which made the bastard even more uncontrollable.
Things stopped in the middle of the night, Pu Cheng leaned on Rong Yang, pinched that white and tender cheek, and said ruthlessly: "Just cry, if you cry again, I will bite you."
Rong Yang's flushing hadn't faded, her breath was still not even, she was nodding her head in sleepiness, when he was annoyed by his pinching, she raised her hand and patted it, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "You bastard..."
But the bastard bowed his head, and licked his lips softly.He didn't say any coaxing words in his mouth, he just leaned against him and watched him fall asleep.When looking at people seriously, the eyes are sunken and deep.
"Bastard..." Pu Cheng wiped the tears from the corners of Rong Yang's eyes with his thumb, "You've become more courageous."
Pu Cheng woke up early the next day, Rong Yang was still sound asleep.He took out the lamb and fed it a hand full of milky smell. He warmed the milk on the stove for Rong Yang, put on his outer shirt, and went straight to the court of punishment.
Jingzhen is not a Wang Fan now, but has a chief envoy.When Pu Cheng arrived on the ground, Wu Yu was shaking his teeth on the rocking chair. When he saw someone coming, he didn't get up, but pointed in the direction.
"Your message is fast, this person is here."
"I'll figure it out." Pu Cheng sat on the side, picked a fruit and threw it in his hand, "How will Wu Han be judged?"
"Zhao Shurong asked to beheaded, and Marquis Changle seized the title and went to jail. This Zhao Zhi'an couldn't escape, but it's a pity that Zuo Kaizhi taught him for several years, and he even taught him love." Wu Yu shook his body, smashed it and said: "You said Zuo Kaizhi This old man is coming to an end, but he has ruined his reputation. Is it worth it for such a person?"
"That's exile." Pu Cheng bit the fruit, "Didn't it be said a few years ago that a frontier wall would be built."
"You came back in a hurry because of this?" Wu Yu tilted his head, "Why didn't we, silly Yang?"
"He can't see Rong Yang." Pu Cheng's teeth are good, his bite is crisp, "Rong Yang's heart is soft, and he probably has to let him bluff him. Let's just do it. If this person is not dead, I won't look away."
"Yo." Wu Yu half stood up, "You are narrow-minded, don't you just write a few articles, and you still focus on people for the rest of your life? If Rong Yang knows about this..."
"Who will speak up for him?" Pu Cheng frowned, "I don't see who would dare. Rong Yang has long since forgotten about this person, and if I don't bring up the old things again, whoever asks me to hit him in front of him."
"Yes." Wu Yu swayed unprincipledly, and said, "I should thank you senior brother for this matter. Boring people do big things." He went back and sighed: "I still want to do this... this person is still Can't die, please."
That Banyan Yang went out to give lectures, holding the lamb with a book in his arms, and touched a bell for the lamb from nowhere, and it jingled when he walked.After school, a group of little carrot heads followed him and asked what the lamb's name was, Rong Yang smiled and said, "Xiao Pu."
Going down Pu Cheng Street, I always feel that the little carrot heads seem to look at him differently, but I don't know why...
Rong Yang wrote a letter to Su Zhou, in which he told Su Zhou about it.Over there, Su Zhou immediately wrote back to Pu Cheng, and the beginning of the chapter was "My brother Xiao Pu".
But it is said that Su Zhou often travels to the south now, Meng Chen retreats to the courtyard to raise flowers and amuse the birds, and the Meng Pavilion is occupied by Su Shuo in the north and Su Zhou in the south.After a few years, everyone in the south said that "Canglang Duchuan" was a handsome and handsome young man, although he practiced business, he did not lose his elegance.
I only know that there is a shop named Shu's Embroidery Workshop in Xuhang. Today, the head of the shop is a royal embroiderer, who was never married and only accepted a closed disciple named "Shu Jiyun".This Shu Jiyun is not as good as Ji, but his embroidery skills are very good. He was famous for his first battle in Jiangtang Shuangembroidery.
June is hot.There are countless suitors upstairs in the embroidery workshop.The little girl stood by the fence, wearing a gauze hat, suddenly raised her finger and pointed to the sedan chair downstairs, and said calmly in front of everyone: "If Jiyun gets married in this life, she will marry Su Duchuan."
Su Zhou was closing the curtain to get off the sedan chair, when he raised his head, he looked around.Su Zhou was in a hurry to see someone, so he left without thinking carefully.It is only said that he heard about it two days late, and it was spread to Mrs. Su that it had become "the intention of crossing the river". The betrothal gifts prepared for him at home piled up. Get on the sedan chair.
He wasn't angry, he just took it as the little girl's excuse.Because he is already in his twenties now, Shu Jiyun is not in his prime.Su Zhou has been cultivating himself for the past few years, but he has not been thinking about it for a long time. It is reasonable for his family to be anxious.Others were not in a hurry, turned around to pick up the business, and made another trip to Jingzhen, which lasted for half a year.
But "God-sent marriage", how can he easily avoid it?
Su Zhou returned to the Mongolian Pavilion, got up one morning, and went out to look for food.When he was at home, he was by no means a "Master Qingjun". With Meng Chen's old coat on, and a heavy ball of silly clothes under his belt, he could sit at the stall eating happily while eating a steamed stuffed bun.
"Yesterday I ate the teacher's sweet and sour, and today I'm tired of sweet. Liu Sange, give me a spoonful of tofu curd today, it's spicy."
The silly Yang in his arms meowed, and leaned on his sleeve to look at Douhua.Su Zhou stroked his hair a few times and felt that the morning was cold, so he tilted his head and sneezed.
A handkerchief was suddenly handed over from behind.
Su Zhou didn't answer, just looked back.Standing behind him was a little girl who just reached under his shoulders. Her skin was fair and tender, and her eyes were full of water.He didn't recognize it, the silly Yang in his arms cheered up, crawled on his shoulders, and chased people away.
The little girl stood on tiptoe, looked over his shoulder to the stall, and asked him: "Looks good, is it delicious?"
Su Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then he came back to his senses and said to himself, "It's okay... this restaurant is the best in town." He paused, and said politely, "You... have a spoonful?"
Those eyes lit up immediately, as if Sha Yang was looking for meat.There were so many people in the stall that the two could only stand.He stopped by the girl's side, but he didn't dare to come if he didn't have eyes.The bowl was hot, so Su Zhou didn't ask for his own bowl, and carried the bowl for her so that the girl could taste it first.He stood upright, with only his arms turned away.His fingertips were hot, but he was rough and his face was not showing.
The girl wrapped the bottom of the bowl with a handkerchief and held it herself.
"This tofu curd is hot..." Su Zhou tilted his head, only to find that the bowl was empty after a few moments.The girl took out another handkerchief, wiped the corners of her lips, and whispered to him, "It's delicious."
Later, Su Zhou ate steamed buns, and she also ate them quickly.When Su Zhou ate pancakes, she ate them faster.Su Zhou feeds Sha Yang, she eats so much... I have never seen such a little girl who can eat so much.
Interesting.
Su Zhou led her out of the street, asked where she was, and rushed to send her back.Unexpectedly, she bowed fiercely to Su Zhou, dropped the handkerchief in her sleeve to the ground without paying attention, and ran away.Su Zhou picked up the handkerchief, but there was no name left on it, and he embroidered it alone...
Embroidered a plush duckling.
"Come alive, aura." Su Zhou gradually laughed out loud, and the silly Yang in his arms reached for the handkerchief with a "meow". To bloom."
Only when he stepped into the threshold of the Mongolian Pavilion, a woman led the child on the street and carried candied haws.The child shouted: "Mother, Dad is in front."
The man who came back from an errand hugged the child, tilted his head and said something to his wife, and all three members of the family smiled.With his back turned, Su Zhou vaguely heard: "Lan Sheng..."
He yawned and raised his eyes calmly.
The cosmetic powder box bought back by young people across the street was pushed off by the wind from under the eaves.The powder inside was blown away by the wind, and it was blown clean as soon as the sun came out.Only the lingering fragrance seems to be there, which counts as being here.
"Snapped"
Life is divided, and I only want to be safe for the rest of my life.
The author has something to say: Hello Su Zhou, Hello Xu Lansheng, and everyone.After hesitating for a long time, I finally chose this ending.Tomorrow's last chapter, Zhong Ze and Zhou Pu.
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