Returning to you in the depths of the white clouds

In the early morning, the streets and alleys of Jingzhou became lively early.The early shop was the first to open, and when the pancake stand was not long at the intersection, it was already a continuous stream of business.In comparison, the noodle stall on the opposite side seemed very careless. After a few waves in front of the pancake stall, they slowly set up the stove and table, waiting for the guests who were not in such a hurry to come.But the people in Jingzhou are always in a hurry, and they can save time by buying pancakes for a bowl of noodles, and the number of customers in front of the noodle stall is always pitifully small.

Finally, two men in bucket hats stopped in front of the noodle stall.

"Boss, I want a bowl of plain noodles with beef." One of the men said.

The owner of the noodle stall raised his eyelids slightly: "There are plain noodles and beef noodles, and plain noodles with beef, no."

A crystal dice stretched out in front of him, and the crystal dice in his hand flashed under his indifferent eyelids: "Then add this, can you have it?"

The boss raised his head now and smiled: "Little brother, go forward two more intersections and turn left to the last courtyard at the end of the old street. You can get anything you eat with your dice."

"Thank you."

The old street is not very far from the main street, but as soon as you turn in, it seems to be separated from the hustle and bustle outside, and it is quite clean in an instant.Going further in, the courtyard is just a good place to get quiet in the middle of the bustle, without any disturbance.

At this time, in the courtyard at the end, the sweet-scented osmanthus was in full bloom, and there was a sweet smell under the tree.A man in white is enjoying the refreshing fragrance under the tree.His long, shiny black hair seemed to have just been washed, and it was not tied up. It was spread on the white clothes like this, and there was still a bit of dampness, and the pervasive fragrance seemed to be penetrating into this hair.He squinted his eyes comfortably and sat on a large wooden chair, playing with a small teacup he had just finished drinking between his slender white fingers.There was a small desk next to the seat, and the teapot was placed on it, bringing the aroma into his throat.

But when he reached out to put down the empty cup and reached for the teapot, he found that he had only drunk a few cups, and the pot of tea had run out.He lifted the lid of the teapot condescendingly and took a look, then retracted his hands, folded them in front of his body, then lazily slumped on the chair, his dantian let out a yell:

"Jiang Fang!"

"coming."

After a while, a man in casual clothes ran out of the house, holding a pot of boiling water in his hand.Without waiting for the man in white to speak, he filled up the pot of tea for him.Putting down the kettle, he did not forget to pour a cup of the stored tea and hand it to the man in white.In his mouth, he did not forget to say something to the person in front of him:

"Too lazy for you."

The man in white took the cup of tea, held it in his hand but didn't drink it.Hearing this rebuke, he raised his head slightly and smiled - he actually had a pair of big bright eyes, and when he smiled, it was like water flowing, very affectionate.

He has always known how to smile the most to please the person in front of him, as long as he smiles like this, he doesn't need to say anything, as expected——

"Breakfast is almost ready. If you don't help me, it should be ready by now." The person opposite was a little helpless.

"Then I want to eat in the yard," the man in white took the opportunity and said, "You take me to the stone table over there... Hey!"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the other party turned around and left.The man in white panicked, and somehow moved his hands on the wooden seat, and the chair moved forward by itself for a short distance.But Jiang Fang, the short-clothed man, actually made light work, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the other side of the courtyard, took something, turned back very quickly, and stopped in front of his seat.

Jiang Fang reached out and handed what he brought to the man in white. It turned out to be a pair of wooden crutches.

"Crutches," Jiang Fang stuffed the cane into the white-clothed man's lap, and then pointed to his legs. On both sides of his seat, approached him, and asked helplessly: "Second Master Bai, why can't you walk by yourself? Do you have to hug me?"

The man in white on the wheelchair is the master behind Yingxianglou, a romantic talent who was once famous in the Jianghu.At this time, he was being unreasonable in front of his close people: "What? You can hug me at night? You don't want me when you get up in the morning?"

Jiang Fang seemed shocked by his shameless shamelessness, turned his head and smiled incredulously, patted the crutch on his knee, and said firmly and without connivance: "Go by yourself, don't be lazy."

"Hey!" Bai Er tried to grind him up again, but unfortunately Jiang Fang didn't turn his head when he finished speaking this time, and went into the house.

This was originally a "morning fun" to pass the time, Bai Er shrugged, threw the crutch on his knee aside, and then reached out and tapped his left wooden artificial leg.

Jiang Fang is the best craftsman in the world today. He can make fine mechanisms and weapons of all kinds. He even has excellent cooking skills. It is no problem to make him a few crutches, prostheses or wheelchairs.In comparison, this wheelchair is of course the most convenient, but in order to prevent him from being lazy, Jiang Fang relies too much on this seat, and only sets a very small number of steps for this seat every day, so that he can get up more by himself from time to time. Move around.In order to take more steps and less steps, they can compete for several rounds every day.

What outsiders might not expect is that usually the one who succeeds is the seemingly reasonable Jiang Fang.

One thing down one thing.

Bai Wuzai thought contentedly.Anyway, it's still early today, why do you have to walk by yourself if you have a wheelchair.

He tapped his fingers on the wooden seat, and the wheelchair moved forward obediently.

Suddenly, the door of the small courtyard was knocked lightly.

"Duk Tuk, Tuk Tuk, Tuk Tuk." This was the voice of the signal.

Bai Wuzai raised his eyebrows, thinking that it must be the arrival of an old friend.I don't know what kind of mechanism is set on the armrest of the seat. I saw when he raised his hand, there was something like a sleeve arrow in his palm. He was so lazy that he only waved his hand when he opened the door for an old friend. He hit the latch in the middle, and pushed the latch out with force.

The wooden door opened in response to the sound, and it was Xu Yuqing and Gu Linfeng who came.