afternoon tea of ​​love

When Yang Buhui jumped off the bullock cart, his legs were numb from sitting for too long, and he staggered a bit.She looked up at Yang Xiao who was watching the unloading of the truck from the back of the yard. She was so obedient that she didn't act like a baby. She stood there and stretched her arms and legs, and chose to help Xiao Zhao carry her luggage.

Yang Xiao is a handsome middle-aged man in his early 40s. He is wearing a stone-blue cloak. He is standing in the middle of the backyard, directing the dozen or so fellows accompanying him to carry the goods unloaded from the bullock cart into the warehouse. sack.

He also sneakily nagged to the young people around him, "Why pretend to be a businessman? I am a businessman. The best way to pretend is to be who you want to pretend, so that there will be no flaws."

The young man couldn't adapt to such a labor scene. He stood next to Yang Xiao at a loss, not knowing whether he should participate, and let him instruct the staff to divide the sacks into the warehouse. The warehouse behind was divided into several small compartments. There is also a wooden sign on it, which says pepper, green wood incense, ageratum and so on.

"Yang Zuoshi, why don't you wait until tomorrow to unload the cargo?".

"Report to the leader, because the weather looks like it's going to rain! Which normal businessman would throw such expensive spices in the heavy rain? You're killing and burying me. I'm a serious businessman. What you see is all silver."

The young man shrank his neck and fell silent.

Yang Xiao seemed to suddenly remember something, and stopped a waiter, "Bring the box I prepared, and that little bundle. Where is it, find it for me quickly."

The clerk agreed, rummaged around in the carriage a few times, and found a sandalwood box and a package of things, and trotted over to offer them to Yang Xiao with both hands.

Yang Xiao opened the lid of the box and took a look, then weighed the package again, seemed to be quite satisfied, and ordered: "Okay, put it there, and bring it back later."

Zhang Wuji looked at the guys who were shuttling around the courtyard. The guys were actually subordinates of the Mingjiao four sects. They were methodically unpacking the spices in the sacks. Inside, they were all packed in silk bags according to the catty. Some were counting the quantity. Some are being put into another car, and most of them are neatly stacked in the warehouse.

I seem to be really useless, just thinking about it, a middle-aged man with a strange face and a fat body came in through the open back door. He looked at the brightly lit yard and greeted Yang Xiao with a smile on his face: "Oh, brother Yang, you haven't come for a long time!" Yang Xiao seemed to know him well, and responded with a smile: "Last year, the family had something to do, so I sent a guy here. You have to take care of those rascals, you're welcome."

"Hey, don't tell me, your goods and guys are all first-class, and the quantity is sufficient and the quality is good. I can't bear to teach you a lesson." After a pause, he said, "This year..."

Yang Xiao gave the clever guy a look, and the guy immediately brought the things over, "This is the guide, this part of the people is kept in Jinan Mansion, I brought the rest, and my nephew... And the new buddy... come and have a look." When talking about nephew, Yang Xiao pointed to Zhang Wuji, and the buddy pointed to Wei Yixiao and others.

Chief Jia looked through Lu Yin with a smile, "Hey, you brought your daughter too." Yang Xiao nodded, "Let Miss have fun in Dadu and open her eyes." The two exchanged polite words , Seeing that the voucher was verified, Yang Xiao handed over the burden again, "It's all my own, you can use it, don't mind, I won't go to your house tomorrow." With an expression of unrequited hospitality, he reluctantly accepted it, "Don't disturb Brother Yang, you are unloading, but if you have chores, just say hello. Goodbye." While talking, he went out without touching the ground.

Zhang Wuji exhaled softly, and asked Yang Xiao in a low voice, "What does this person do?"

Yang Xiao turned his head and glanced outside the door, making sure that the person had gone far away, and then replied in a low voice: "Chief Jia! In Song Dynasty, ten households had one guarantee, and in Meng Yuan, twenty households had one Jia. What's the matter?"

Seeing Zhang Wuji's naturally dumbfounded expression, Yang Xiao grinned, "I'm a law-abiding, hard-working, friendly neighbor, and good-natured businessman!"

During the talk, the yard had been cleaned up, and the clerk was sweeping up the fallen things with a thin bamboo broom. Yang Xiao called the teacher Zhang Wuji to sit in the wing room, and called the clerk holding things, "Zhou Tian, ​​you will escort the car tomorrow." Go to deliver the goods to Boss Sun, check it out in person, pick a similar box by the way, and give him an extra box of green wood incense, which is what he specified."

The guy saluted the leader and Zuo Shi respectively, thanked Zuo Shi with a smile in his eyes, retreated to the door and ran away. "It's so fun to let them go out to play." Yang Xiao said while explaining to Zhang Wuji, "When I bought the land, I wanted to be closer to Wan'an Temple, but not too close, lest I be immediately entered. The search should not be too far away, and the round trips are too much, this Fenta Hutong is just right, and it is open in all directions, and this Chief Jia is not very busy, so he gets along well, anyway, a Chief Jia who can get paid with money is a good Chief Jia."

"Yang Buhui, and Xiao Zhao, tell them... Forget it, let's bring the food in. Master, you and King Wei Bat should go back to the inn and rest early, I have other things to deal with." "Hey! It's raining." Yang Xiao muttered annoyedly, asked the buddy to bring an umbrella over, and declined Zhang Wuji's kindness, "No, no, you don't need to worry about the food for the leader and Bat King. Hurry up and go back to the inn. You are my nephew now, and you are half the master anyway. How is it proper to squeeze in here with the buddies? Besides, we are not short of money for accommodation. Ah, let’s not talk, I’m going to meet a friend."

Yang Buhui hid behind a small stall selling cooking cakes on the corner of the street, watching his father, wearing a coir raincoat and holding an umbrella, orderly bought three or four kinds of food from the stall on the street, carp, garlic, etc. The Zuoshi adults would never touch something, and even argued for a few copper coins,

Then Yang Xiao walked into an alley unhurriedly and disappeared through a corner door.

Yang Buhui, who was full of thoughts about the foreign house and taking concubines, was in a state of confusion thinking about what the clerks were gossiping about privately. At the same time, he pushed open the corner door. The corner door was on the left side of the yard, and he could see the yard from the direction of the corner door It's not big, the two-entry wing room has no trees in the backyard, but a shelf covered with wisterias. It's not yet the flowering season, and the green leaves are rustling in the rain. There is a willow tree near the corner door, which is a bit old and long. Outside the courtyard wall, now she hangs her head silently in the rain.

There was a little light in the ear room, and I heard two people talking, and there was a woman's voice, which was vague and indistinct.Yang Buhui's heart instantly rose to his throat, and tears welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision.

"Did you close the back door?" the woman asked casually.

"It's okay, there's someone. I'll do it." Yang Xiao answered quite simply.

"Who?" The other party asked in surprise.

"Your daughter."

As if surprised why he didn't follow up in time, Yang Xiao opened the door and looked into the yard, then raised his finger to the back door, "Please close the door! You don't have a long tail, do you? Miss No Regret." Yang Xiao After muttering something, he still frowned and went to bolt the back door in the rain himself.

At this time, Yang Buhui was in the arms of a fair-skinned and beautiful woman in her thirties, hugging her waist, crying with snot and tears.

Yang Xiao stood by the pot, carefully pushing tofu into the tumbling soup pot, and said impatiently: "Can you take a change of clothes, the hot water is ready, take a bath and don't catch cold, I have a good meal here I will call you."

Yang Buhui wiped his body with a hot towel in Ji Xiaofu's bedroom in the west wing, changed into a set of clean clothes, combed his hair again, returned to the kitchen under Yang Xiao's urging, and ate three bowls of rice and half a cup in one go. A pot of sauerkraut fish, and then he took a comfortable breath.

After eating too much and seeing his mother who came back from the dead, Yang Buhui was destined to be unable to fall asleep all night.

The bed in the east wing was narrow and hard, turning over was hard, Yang Buhui closed his eyes and waited for doze off.

"Ordinarily, this...she should have married Yin Liting?" The rain stopped, Yang Xiao moved out the table and the rocking chair, and the two sat under the wisteria trellis in the courtyard. Ji Xiaofu ate the mung bean cake, and suddenly asked Yang Xiao One sentence.

"It should be Lingfu Drunk Guest Luliuzhuang!"

"That's right, it's that chapter, then this...now..." Ji Xiaofu pointed to the East Wing.

Yang Xiao shrugged his shoulders, "First of all, I never married, never married at the end of the whole play, and Yin Liting never married Yang Buhui! I never married from the beginning to the end. Although I am a white man, I don't live like one." Savage, in any mountain village with a radius of eight hundred miles, you have to have a letter of appointment and a four-color gift to marry a bride, even if you are a concubine! You also have to invite friends to dinner, unless it is elopement, but Yin Liting's physical condition is fine, so elopement is fine. a bit difficult."

Ji Xiaofu chuckled, "Then it's better not to steal it now?" Yang Xiao stretched out his hand to poke Ji Xiaofu's forehead, "Ah, hello! This car is about to overturn."

Ji Xiaofu actually thought about it seriously, "According to what you said, Yin Liting has never married a wife. What dowry gift did he give me back then?" Yang Xiao thought for a while and said solemnly: "The original book should be Yes, but it's 94, I guarantee he should have given it to JB!"

Ji Xiaofu made a "cut" sound, and the rocking chair creaked. She probably lay down with all her strength, "We are the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, we want to break the cliché, the affairs of the Jianghu, let's not stick to the trivial."

"Oh, is that right, I'm just going to rule informally..." Yang Xiao said angrily.

"Yeah, don't care about the details. The dowry given by the Eagle King is accepted. In Wudang, if you don't take advantage of it, you will lose it. If you don't care about the details, you are selfish, cruel and cruel, old-fashioned and pedantic."

"You have an enmity with Wudang, Wudang can only be hacked by me, and no one else is allowed to hack it!" While talking, Yang Xiao pretended to poke Ji Xiaofu's forehead.

"Don't talk, don't talk, why are you talking about Yin Liting, I wish him happiness!" Ji Xiaofu said casually, which was considered to be the end of the topic.

"Today, I worked so hard to come back. I wanted to eat a big meal, but I was spoiled by this brat. How long have you been hungry for her? I ate three-quarters of the pot, and I had to get up in the middle of the night Cook supper... pickled fish without pickled peppers is not perfect, and it is not perfect if you are not full..." Ji Xiaofu complained in a groaning tone, "You have to convince Yin Liting, this plot is wrong."

"Why, it means that I have a son who is not good enough to harm my family, and a daughter who is not good enough to harm other people's families, so if I have an enemy, I will teach my daughter to be bad..."

Ji Xiaofu slapped her leg, "Marry Zhang Sanfeng! The three generations of Wudang are all over, and you will have revenge. You can also move a small bench to watch the house fight at the gate of Wudang." Then Ji Xiaofu added a thief-like sentence: "By the way, brainstorm a battle of [-]-character yellow essays."

Yang Xiao took a mouthful of hot porridge and didn't swallow it. He coughed and said, "Are you your real mother?"

"No!" Ji Xiaofu replied loudly.

The night rain has stopped, the clouds have dispersed and the moon has risen, and the mottled shadows in the yard are illuminated. The water vapor rises and hazes the surroundings, adding a soft golden edge to the moon.

Yang Xiao put away the bowls and dishes for their supper, and took out a mother-of-pearl box from the items he brought.Solemnly put it on the small table, "Send your souvenir! Commemorate the 7th anniversary of our acquaintance."

"Wow!" Ji Xiaofu smiled while holding a pair of jasper bracelets, "I really like it! How did you know I wanted a pair of bracelets. The size is just right."

"This is the mural I brought back from Guge. I drew it for you according to your instructions. Also, this is the shell I picked up from the Guangcai Longwang Lake. I put it in a Gawu box and give it to you! I wish you a lot of money Guangjin, and this..." Ji Xiaofu finished in one breath.

"I'll go, you can also carry this Mani stone back, it's not heavy,... Esoteric means melancholy."

Both of them exchanged gifts excitedly.Yang Buhui, who was in the wing room, was completely confused.

Yang Xiao completely relaxed his body, put his weight on the rocking chair, stretched his limbs, and sighed, "My dream was to open a small shop of my own. Now I am a spice merchant in the Northwest, and I am the only one who messes around. Things that you won’t use in your next life, Almighty God exists, but his reading comprehension score is a bit low.”

"Well, these are not important, Brother Yang, what you have to consider tonight is, where are you going to sleep?"

"Squeezing a bed with you, who made your bed bigger? Anyway, it's bigger than mine. Never mind, go to bed quickly."