Yu Juntong

Green fields and forests half cover the facade, old wooden thatched houses, yellow bamboo intertwined and buried in the soil, but just above the knees, there is no effect at all, just lift your legs and pass by.Plant some red and yellow roses around the fence, the stamens puff up layers of cloud petals, and the charming color is only half inferior to that of Xiaoniang.

But Wuyou looked left and right, but didn't see any other houses. Looking back at Xiaoniang's expression, she already covered her face with a smile, pushed the wooden door, and signaled Wuyou and the two to go in, "Small building My humble house, you two, don't be disgusted, come in quickly!"

"Thank you!" Wu Youke politely thanked her, and followed her in, but he was full of doubts and had to turn his head to look at Wutong, but Wutong nodded firmly, with a calm expression, and followed her in!

There are two or three green plums in the small courtyard. Now it is not the season of green plums, and there are no green fruits. The square table made of thick bamboo slices and four bamboo round stools under the tree are so poetic and picturesque.Outside the thatched cottage, there are red tasseled ropes hanging and tassels swaying in the wind. Inside the house, there are landscapes, ink, poetry, calligraphy, brushes and inkstones. Although they are not extraordinary, they are also elegant.The worries in Wuyou's heart gradually disappeared, and with a shy face, Diandian chatted with Xiaoniang behind him.

The sky is getting darker, clouds are floating in the blue sky, the red and yellow scattered stone colors are evenly scattered on the distant hills, and the dazzling gold powder adds a lot of dazzling.Sitting under the tree, Wuyou was bitten by many red envelopes by mosquitoes. He was so annoyed that he scratched it hard, frowned and asked Wutong angrily: "Wutong, is the meal ready? I'm hungry!"

"Young master, don't be in a hurry. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. How about asking Xiaoniang to play you a song?" Honestly sat back on the bamboo stool, no arrogance at all.

But Xiaoniang didn't go back to take back her pipa, she weighed a pot of green tea, a celadon body, two or three narcissus, and wrote, Fairy Lingbo gave birth to a dusty sock, and she walked lightly on the water.Who recruited this heartbroken soul, and planted it as a cold flower to express sorrow.The tea color is light, two tea stems are poured into the cup along with the tea, the tea swirls, twirling and turning in the cup, and finally settles down.

"My sister didn't want to play music, why did she bring a pot of tea?"

"Hehe, is the young master complaining that Xiaoniang's words are not mean?" Xiaoniang put down the teapot and teased Wuyou to make fun of him. Seeing Wuyou buried her head in her tea in embarrassment, she stopped teasing the young master and said quietly "Young master is [-] or [-] years old, how come the family didn't tell the young master about marriage, everyone Xiao Niang met talked about their marriage early, big and small, it's lively. Young master is not in a hurry , the family is not in a hurry?"

Speaking of family, there is no one in Bailizhuang who forced him to marry, only Wutong, who did such a shameful thing with him, what kind of relationship is there.

"What about my sister, when will your lord arrive? If you don't look for him, just wait here. What if he doesn't come back?"

Wuyou's question made Xiaoniang tighten her smile, pinching the cyan porcelain cup with her fingers, and sighed slightly, scattered in the dusk, "Xiaoniang wandered all her life, and finally met a beloved one, only because Chen Lang's family refused to agree. Waiting for the return of the lord, the lord is loyal and will definitely come back to find me. If he doesn't come, I will only blame Xiaoniang for living in the world of mortals!"

Wuyou couldn't understand what she said, and she didn't understand why his husband didn't come back, so he could only drink cup after cup of tea, "Then sister knows where your husband lives. If we meet, can we help you?" You tell him!"

"Well, Xiaoniang's husband is the young master of the Chen family, the eldest son of the Chen family. If the two young masters meet, I will trouble the two young masters! Thank you, Xiaoniang!" Xiaoniang stood up, nodded and bowed slightly Chong Wuyou saluted, with hairpins and beads on his head, and his body made noises, so charming and charming that there is nowhere to look.

"Sister, you are serious. You can take me and Wutong in today. In return, we will help!" Wuyou imitated Baili's father and Shi's father, smiled softly, drank the tea in his hand, and put the teacup Put it on the table.Inadvertently caught a glimpse of the kitchen with the window open, Wutong looked here with a dark face, his eyes met, Wuyou grinned at him, Wutong also had no choice but to say, "The meal is ready, let's eat!"

"Okay, young master, after a long day's driving, rest as soon as possible after eating. Xiaoniang, let's go to bed first!" Xiaoniang got up, put away the teapot and teacups, "There is no need to say goodbye when we are on the road tomorrow! "

"Oh, okay, thank you sister!" Wuyou also stood up, and followed her to the door, feeling even more delighted, the first time I went out, I met a beautiful and understanding beautiful sister, my heart was full of joy After sending Xiaoniang away, he ran to the kitchen to see what Wutong was cooking!

Looking at it, it was full of green vegetable leaves, served in earth-colored pottery dishes, Wuyou curled his lips without saying a word of complaint, and stretched out his hand to pull out four chopsticks, "Bring out the rice, let's eat, I will I'm so hungry!"

"The young master said that he is not hungry, and he even stretched out his hand to take the chopsticks. Just drink tea and drink till dawn!" He didn't answer, he didn't know if he was angry or didn't hear, so he lowered his tone and asked him: "Master, are you angry with Wutong?"

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!" Wutong didn't mention it, sat down to eat quietly, only feeling uneasy in his heart, and naturally glanced at Xiaoniang's room where the lights were still on. In the joy of Yuen today.

After a few quick bites of food, Wuyou was really sleepy, and the night became cold all of a sudden, the candles in Xiaoniang's room were extinguished, and it was pitch black, so Wuyou ran into the empty empty room to dust off the dirt with a feather duster , took out a thin quilt from the wooden cabinet, took off his shoes, went straight up, and fell asleep before Wutong came back.

The sky in the mountains always comes slowly, gray blue fish maw white square floats to the sky, Wuyou is sleepy, Wutong picks him up, gets up very angry, unable to bear Wutong's insistence on leaving, half of his body hangs on the On Wutong, his eyes were hazy and sleepy, he couldn't see anything clearly, and he followed him step by step.

Xiao Niang had told her not to disturb her farewell early in the morning, and Wuyou didn't notice anything wrong.His eyes were covered with a layer of white veil, and he vaguely saw the blades on Wutong's sleeves, so he asked him: "What's wrong with your sleeves, there are holes!"

"I accidentally broke it by rubbing against a branch!"

"Oh!" Wuyou didn't ask any more questions when he had the answer, he was still drowsy, so he dragged his feet and walked forward.The dew was heavy in the morning, and I fell asleep peacefully with my arms around the sycamore, a movable stove.

After most of the day, the noise around Wuyou became louder, and people's conversations could be heard from time to time. Under Wuyou's annoyance, he couldn't sleep more and more, so he wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and opened his eyes to look in front of him.

"woke up?"

Wuyou replied casually: "Yes!"

Open your eyes, there are people coming and going, shops and vendors, red flags with the name of the shop written on them, hanging on the lintel, Wuyou returned to the town for the first time in ten years, unexpectedly he looks like a country boy who has just entered the city.Both eyes shone brighter than when they saw Xiaoniang, like a vast star, loosened Wutong's arms, and ran to the stall selling villain clay dolls, round and compact clay dolls.The base is attached with white color, the eyebrows are drawn with black color, the rouge color is a thin layer of cheek color, and the lips are dotted with cinnabar, which is very cute.

"Master likes clay dolls?" Standing beside Wuyou, Wutong picked up a little girl doll with eyebrows and powder, looked around, but couldn't arouse any interest.It's worry-free, everything looks fresh.

"Young master, buy one if you like it, three copper coins, not expensive at all, buy one!" The stall owner wore a dark brown hat, a dark complexion, a beard under his nose, black and white mixed on his mouth, and he wanted to put it on his mouth. Selling things to Wuyou, "Young master, look, this is all made by myself, look at the workmanship. It's only three pennies, not expensive at all!"

Wuyou didn't want to buy this doll either, he remembered that when he was a child, Baili's father took him to temple fairs, playing tricks, it was so lively.Baili Rong, a hundred little dolls, would also be willing to buy this kind of gadget for him, and they could even ride on his neck to watch tricks.Thinking of this, Wuyou felt sour, put down the clay doll with a flat mouth, and said to Wutong: "Let's go, I don't want it anymore!"

"Master?" Wu Tong tried to stop him, but after a second thought, he knew that he was thinking of his own father, turned his head and put down the things in his hand, and said goodbye to the boss: "Thank you, boss, we don't want it anymore!"

"Master, do you miss your master?"

"Yeah! I used to like going out with my dad the most. No matter what I wanted, my dad would buy it for me. Even if I can buy everything now, my dad is gone!" Wuyou said in a low tone, dejected and unable to lift his spirits. You didn't eat anything, and didn't even mention that you were hungry, so you knew that the past in Wuyou's heart was trapping him.

"Master", Wutong felt sorry for him, put his hand on Wuyou's shoulder, lowered his eyes slightly, and even said something like this, "How about we go to the restaurant to eat something?"

Wuyou shook his head, clenched his fists depressedly, and scanned the shops with signs on the long street, "I don't want to eat!"

Wutong didn't speak anymore, and slowly followed behind Wuyou, looking around the surrounding shops, Wuyou didn't eat, after he was sad, he must be hungry, not to mention, it was getting late, and the two of them needed a place to stay .

"Wutong, look!" Wuyou exclaimed suddenly, pointing to the large courtyard in front of it, two large stone lion town houses at the entrance, and a plaque hanging above the lintel, inscribed with shining gold powder, Chen's Mansion.Wuyou trotted forward, Wutong stretched out his hand to stop him, "Young master, don't go!" But Wuyou kept Xiaoniang's instructions in his heart, and when this happened, he insisted on asking for an explanation for Xiaoniang.

The vermilion gate, two golden rings knocked on the door, Wuyou went up without saying a word and knocked on the door hard, blushing and shouting loudly: "Come out for me, you surnamed Chen, come out!"

The door opened with a creak, and an old man with a wrinkled face protruded out, his eyes were closed, and he opened his mouth to curse: "What are you knocking on, what are you knocking on, what are you making such noise about!"

Wuyou was scared off by him, Nuonuo replied: "Is your young master Chen's young master?"

"Yes!"

The old man answered honestly, Wuyou lost his temper, and asked the old man, "Why didn't he go back to marry my sister when he got home, and made her wait in the thatched cottage, how shameless!"

"What are you talking about, brat, our master is a decent person, you bastard, hurry up, be careful that this old slave will find someone to send you away!" After cursing and chastising Wuyou enough, he closed the door hard.There are two doors with a white gap, the old slave is still looking out through the gap, he wants to kick the door worry-free, but is pulled over by Wutong, away from this door.

"Wutong, what are you pulling me for? I still want to help Xiaoniang's sister to ask for an explanation. This family is too deceptive!" Wuyou struggled to leave Wutong's hand, but Wutong didn't say anything, just grabbed one of them. The man asked politely, "Excuse me, is there a Chenjiazhuang here?"

"This is Gu Yuanzhen, I haven't heard of Chenjiazhuang for decades!" The little old man replied sincerely, and after finishing speaking, he walked away.

Wuyou's mind was like a soup, and he couldn't figure it out. He murmured to Wutong: "Is my sister misremembering, or is the old man misremembering, there must be a Chenjiazhuang!" Now, is it possible to let Xiaoniang continue to wait, should I go back and tell her?

"Young master, don't worry about it. The young master is worried about her elder sister who can take care of herself. Let's find a restaurant to eat something and buy a horse so we can go on the road!"

"Cold-blooded!" Angrily, he rebuked Wutong and strode out.

Wu Tong shook his head and sighed, how could his young master be so affectionate and righteous, he couldn't even recognize Xiao Niang, and how could he take revenge, so he had to sigh and follow.