Peerless luthier

On January 29, Nanchu, Jinhe City. (.)

At this moment, the cold of winter has penetrated into every corner, however, the Jinhe Garden is full of excitement.

Looking around, there were piles of luggage everywhere, and the carriages coming and going were crowded at the north and south gates. Zhong Yi and Fu Sanyi managed to get out of the tight encirclement, and squatted in the corner panting for breath.

Hanada nervously tucked into Zhongyi's cloak hat.The tall and burly Yin Zizhong, carrying Zhong Yi's qin on his back, squeezed over Fu Sanyi's tortoise bowl with a dark face. Looking at the crowd, the three of them felt hot and sweating all over for a while.

It was around noon when the carriage sent by Fu Sanyi's family drove over from the street.

Looking at Fu Sanyi's package, Zhong Yi said helplessly, "You still want to come back, why do you have to move?"

Fu Sanyi carefully put the tortoise basin into the carriage, and said cheerfully: "I am willing." After speaking, he directed Zhong Yi: "Young master, bring my book here."

Zhong Yi had no choice but to carry the luggage with Fu Sanyi, while Hua Tian hung on Yin Zizhong's shoulder, looking at the gray sky.

It looks like it's going to snow.

After Fu Sanyi threw himself into the carriage, he leaned against the window and said with a smile, "See you next year!"

Zhong Yi helped him carry the books and was exhausted to death: "All the way... with the wind..."

Yin Zizhong hugged Huatian and nodded: "Be careful on the road."

Watching Fu Sanyi's carriage go farther and farther, a gust of cold wind blows past, Zhong Yi shivered coldly, but a carriage stopped not far away, and a middle-aged man sat at the carriage door and waved to them. .

A simple and honest voice sounded: "Young master!"

Zhong Yi took a closer look and felt warm in her heart—it was Uncle Ma!

Uncle Ma got out of the car immediately and quickly put Zhong Yi's luggage in place.

Yin Zizhong reminded: "And your piano."

Zhong Yi said: "Yes, yes, yes! I almost forgot, thank you very much."

Put the Tongmuqin in, and the next step is to deal with the flower field.

Huatian looked at Yin Zizhong reluctantly, circling at his feet.

Yin Zizhong squatted down and reached out his hand to touch it.

As a result, Huatian stuck out her little pink tongue and licked the back of Yin Zizhong's hand.

Zhong Yi had no choice but to say, "You're so old and you're not sensible, Huatian!"

Huatian flattered Yin Zizhong with a "meow meow", Yin Zizhong patted its head, and Huatian finally jumped into Zhong Yi's arms.

Zhong Yi said: "Old Yin, when are you leaving?"

Yin Zizhong looked at the empty streets and said calmly, "There is someone coming to pick you up, so don't worry."

Zhong Yi nodded: "Then I'm leaving?"

Yin Zizhong looked at Zhong Yi's cautious expression, and smiled slightly: "You go, take care."

Zhong Yi raised a smile and got into the carriage with Huatian in his arms.

Lifting the curtain of the carriage, revealing Zhong Yi's handsome face, he said, "Then see you next year!"

Yin Zizhong waved to him.

Uncle Ma drove the carriage steadily, and said with a smile on his face, "Let's go!"

The wheels of the carriage sounded, and they slowly moved away in the gloomy sky.

After a long time, Yin Zi raised his head again, and a snowflake fell.

On the empty street, only the restaurant still had people's voices. Yin Zizhong stood straight at the door of an inn with his sword in his arms, watching the falling snowflakes.

Dressed in black, with a tall and straight figure, he seemed to blend into the snow scene.

Suddenly, a rush of horseshoes broke the silence.

Yin Zizhong turned his head and watched a luxurious carriage approaching from far and near with a calm expression.

"Woo—" The carriage stopped firmly on the side of the road.

He lifted the curtain of the car with one hand, revealing a handsome face with clear eyes, and smiled at Yin Zizhong, showing his white teeth: "Zizhong, get in the car and go home."

Yin Zizhong's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded.

After getting into the carriage, Yin Zizhong felt his frozen body warm up.

Yin Ziqing said distressedly: "Why stand at the door and blow the air, why not just stay in an inn?"

"I'm afraid you won't find it." Yin Zizhong replied lightly.

Yin Ziqing touched Yin Zizhong's hand: "It's so cold—the heater is for you." Yin Zizhong withdrew his hand without a trace, hugged the heater, closed his eyes and rested.

Yin Ziqing said: "It's my job to find you, I don't want to let you get sick from the cold."

Yin Zizhong still kept his eyes closed, and frowned slightly: "I'm not a kid."

Knowing that he was unhappy, Yin Ziqing immediately said kindly: "That is, our young master is both civil and military, and a good-looking talent. By the way, how is life in Jinheyuan? Didn't you say last year that you will fight in the ring?" What?"

Yin Zizhong said impatiently: "There is no one in the ring, talking nonsense."

Yin Ziqing was dissatisfied, shook Yin Zizhong, and said, "You don't like talking to brother when you grow up?"

Yin Zizhong opened his eyes helplessly, and Yin Ziqing was looking at him resentfully.

"No, brother, didn't I tell you about those things when I just entered school? I'm tired." Yin Zizhong found a comfortable position and said, "How are you doing in Kanyuan Pavilion?"

"It's okay," Yin Ziqing said suddenly, "When did you tell me about your first school? You ignored me after we had a fight last time."

Yin Zizhong: "..."

Yin Zizhong opened his eyes, shook his head, and said, "Brother, you have a bad memory."

Yin Ziqing was angry: "Zi Zhong! Your brother has a good memory! I still remember the place where you fell in Xia Tian when you were a child - on your forehead! Isn't it?"

Yin Zizhong: "... How early is that, and you are the one who caused it."

Yin Ziqing sighed, and put his arms around Yin Zizhong: "The boy is not allowed to stay, now I blame my brother."

Yin Zizhong struggled, but didn't struggle to get away, and said expressionlessly: "Let go."

Yin Ziqing raised her eyebrows: "Don't let go! Can't my brother miss you?"

It was even tighter after speaking.

Yin Zizhong let him hold him speechlessly, and looked up at the top of the carriage in a daze.

After a while, Yin Zizhong suddenly felt something was wrong, he shook, and woke up Yin Ziqing who was holding him and was about to fall asleep: "Hey, you didn't receive my letter?"

Yin Ziqing tapped her mouth: "Well, what?"

Yin Zizhong had no choice but to reiterate loudly: "I believe."

"Whose letter?" Yin Ziqing opened his clear eyes.

Looking at his expression, Yin Zizhong, who has been familiar with his psychology since childhood, understood that his brother really didn't understand.

Yin Zizhong was slightly puzzled: Could it be that Zhong Yi's brother didn't bring him a letter?

"Then do you know Zhong Li?"

"Zhong Li?" Yin Ziqing said, "Isn't that the top student who beat me last time?"

Yin Zizhong: "..."

"Brother, are you considered a top student in Kanyuan Pavilion?"

"Well, brother is not as good as Zhong Li in terms of strategy. He calculated my route, and then I fell into the trap."

Yin Zizhong: "..."

He suddenly understood the profound meaning contained in Zhong Li's subtle smile back then.

Yin Ziqing looked suspiciously at his younger brother's tossing and turning expression, and asked worriedly, "Is something wrong? What do you want to ask?"

Yin Zizhong said: "I asked Zhongli to send you a letter..."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Ziqing's eyes lit up: "What?! Zi Zhong, counting from childhood to adulthood... Well, this is the sixth time you have apologized to your brother first."

"Ahem." Yin Zizhong choked on the water in the teacup.

Yin Ziqing immediately calmed him down carefully: "I'm choking, be careful. In fact, my brother has always wanted to write to you, but he lost the game last time and made a few small mistakes because he was thinking about you. Don't write back to me, and besides..."

Yin Ziqing carefully observed Yin Zizhong's slightly flushed face, and said, "Besides, I'm afraid you don't want to talk to me."

Yin Zizhong paused, and said: "Okay, I get it, you have to behave well in the future, don't... cough cough, think about me... This is not the point, the problem is the letter?"

"Oh?" Yin Ziqing thought for a while, and said, "The reason why he didn't receive it is probably because he left Kanyuan Pavilion."

"What?!" Yin Zizhong was astonished.

At this time, Zhong Yi and Uncle Ma were chatting happily, calculating when they would arrive in Andu.

Zhong Yi said: "By the way, Uncle Ma, did you write from Ah Li?"

Uncle Ma thought for a while, and said: "It seems not. There are not many letters from the young master recently. The last time was in August."

Zhong Yi was a little dazed, and lowered her head to touch the sleeping flower field.

Therefore, as the New Year approaches, there are many pedestrians on every route home. They walk in a hurry, or ride in a galloping carriage, returning home like an arrow. This word is very appropriate.

Zhong Yi looked at the sunny weather and thought: Could Ah Li be on the way already?

Hanada washed her face with her little paws.

Zhong Yi smiled gently, the car curtain floated up, and the scenery outside flashed by.

On February [-]th, in the morning, Andu.

The streets are filled with the smell of fireworks, the booming business makes the hawkers laugh from ear to ear, the road is bustling and bustling.

Crackling firecrackers were set off in front of the gate of Zhongfu, and big red lanterns hung prominently in front of the gate. Zhong Han and Yan Hui stood at the gate waiting for the return of their youngest son.

People passing by said: "Good luck!"

Finally, they saw Uncle Ma driving a carriage coming from a distance, and stopped in front of the gate of Zhongfu.

Zhong Yi lifted the curtain of the car, showing a happy face: "Dad, Mom! I'm back!"

A year of waiting has finally brought us a reunion.

Zhong Han carried Zhong Yi's luggage by himself, Yan Hui held Zhong Yi's hand, her eyes were red, and she kept saying, "Mother is happy, mother misses you so much."

Hua Tian desperately wanted to go back to the cat's den to have fun, but was picked up by A Rong.

"Meow!!"

A Rong said: "Oh, it's so dirty, Huatian, the young master didn't give you a bath, come on, come with me, it's Chinese New Year, you have to be clean."

So the ineffective Hua Tian was taken to take a bath by the smart A Rong.

At night, the family sits together.

Zhong Han's appearance remained unchanged, but Zhong Yi felt that his mother's complexion seemed a little bad.

Yan Hui was serving chicken soup for Zhong Yi: "Come, drink it while it's hot."

Zhong Yi raised her head and asked, "Mother, are you feeling unwell? Your complexion doesn't look very good."

Yan Hui said: "Is there?" She stretched out her slender fingers and touched her face: "Mother was sick for a while, and then Deng Erniang stewed medicinal food for me, and now she is much better."

Zhong Han said: "Speaking of which, I really should thank Erniang Deng, and you too, for hiding your illness from me, if it wasn't for..."

Yan Hui interrupted: "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, I won't talk about these diseases and medicines today, so many dishes were prepared by my mother a long time ago, Xiaoyi, eat more."

Zhong Yi nodded: "Of course...by the way, did you write from Ah Li? When will you be back?"

Zhong Han shook his head: "Not yet, I guess he's on his way."

"Oh..." Zhong Yi lowered her head and continued to eat.