luck on thursday

"Of course," the knight smiled, pretending to perform an etiquette that he had never seen before, "but will the young master know how to ride a horse?"

Lin Qingyang had already walked around him, tentatively reached out to stroke the horse's nose, it looked very docile, and would not resist fiercely when facing a stranger who stretched out his hand, just slightly opened the small black eyes, and wagged its tail .

He touched it lightly, and said with a smile, "I'm not very good at it, so I might ask Louis to teach me."

When he looked back, the look in his eyes seemed to be different from the previous two days, as if the sudden goodnight kiss last night made him softly return to the little nest built for him by Fitz Manor, and he no longer focused on going out. run.

Philip was sitting in a wheelchair on the path outside the lawn, with his hands folded in front of his stomach, watching the young people play gently and serenely.

Louis brought the rein over, Lin Qingyang held the rein, and stepped on the stirrup with one foot. At this moment, the saddle and the whole horse seemed to fall to this side, Lin Qingyang felt guilty, and quickly put his foot down.

"I'm so heavy, will it be overturned if I step on it?" Lin Qingyang tugged at the rope, turned his head and asked.

Seeing the guilty look on the young master's face, Louis suddenly felt mischievous.Before Lin Qingyang could react, Louis lifted her from her armpit like last night, and her whole body was easily lifted up.

"The young master is obviously so light," the butler said with a smile in his gray-green eyes.He draws out his tone, which seems to be particularly lazy at the end, "Maybe the young master is hinting to me that there will be another dessert for tomorrow night?"

Lin Qingyang remained expressionless: "Then I'm going to gain weight. Let me down."

However, the steward didn't put him directly on the ground, but turned him upside down, lifted him up to sit on the horse's back, and finally stuffed the loose rein into his hand: "Try it."

The young master stared at him without arrogance, but Philip, who was secretly watching from the side, laughed first, and nodded while laughing.

"Joe looks really light. You can see that Louis can lift you up so easily. Joe, be careful of the snacks that Louis will give you one day. Maybe a bag of sugar is added, and you will be so fat that you will not be able to lift ten Louis. Get up." Philip told a dry little joke.

The early spring has passed, and the temperature has warmed up. The tiny withered yellows on the lawn of Fitz Manor have disappeared under the careful care of the servants.

The deep breath of the pine forest is accompanied by the fusion of the sticky soil and the stirred dead plants, and rodents have begun to move underground, making rustling sounds.

The wind is very cool, and when it blows on people, the whole person is refreshed.

Lin Qingyang carefully sat on the horseback, and Louis walked in front, leading the horse forward slowly without looking back, with a clear goal, like a silent and loyal knight, leading the way for his master.

Lin Qingyang soon relaxed, and began to look left and right, riding a horse and standing on the ground can see different things, another height has a different kind of scenery.

The horse snorted a little, and easily carried the little master for a walk around the manor.

Turning around, Louis turned his head: "Choose a time in the future and take the young master to a special horse farm, where you can run with peace of mind, and you can also see some riders doing equestrian training."

"I can't even drive a horse by myself, let alone run."

Lin Qingyang let go of the rein, stretched out his hand to Louis, and the butler came over almost at the same time, carried the young master down and put him on the ground. In the blink of an eye, there was no one in his arms, and he happily swayed to Mr. Fitzgerald .

Louis smiled helplessly, and gestured to the servants who took care of the horses to let special personnel take over the horses.

Philip watched the young master running around lively and healthy with satisfaction, just like seeing the little boy rolling all over the floor more than ten years ago, and finally yelling for an adult to hold him or he refused to leave.

He smiled and said, "Is Joe tired of staying in the manor? Let Louis take you to the city?"

"Didn't I just go out to see the opera two days ago? I also went to the auction."

"This is not a fun activity. They are middle-aged rich businessmen without hair. Young people should go to more lively places... Joe hasn't lived in Roseburg before, let Louis take you to the South District Play?"

Philip sold a lot of people backhanded indifferently. Lin Qingyang suppressed a smile, feeling that he was really tired from staying in the room all day reading, so he nodded.

"What is there to do in the South District?"

"There are many shopping areas, commercial streets, high-end restaurants and department stores, as well as small playgrounds."

When Philip said this, he suddenly paused, waiting for the young master to turn his head with his blue eyes open, before he remembered something, and said slowly, "There is also Chinatown."

Speaking of this, everyone's time seemed to stand still, Lin Qingyang opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

He knew he was half-blood, but he didn't know what half-race...any Asian country.

But he was adopted by a Hua country family when he was a child, so he has a foreign name and a little bit of that family's unique atmosphere.He likes the atmosphere of that family very much, so he has been stubbornly calling himself another name, not the name that his adoptive parents later adopted perfunctorily.

I can vaguely recall some past events, but it has been too long, and many things have turned yellow and unclear.

……

"I have forgotten a lot of things, such as their traditions and language habits, or the family that adopted me didn't deliberately let me remember them. I didn't care about it before, but now I think about it, I regret it... Why didn't I know more about it before?" Get acquainted."

Lin Qingyang got out of the car, and in front of her was the gate of Chinatown, which was bustling with activity.

There are yellow-skinned Asians everywhere, they have black eyes and black hair, they seem to be the successors of witchcraft used for sacrifices in legends and mysterious Taoism organizations from the East.There are also a few foreign tourists with light-colored hair, most of whom are curiously taking pictures with their cameras.

Louis squeezed his shoulder reassuringly, and they walked inside together, passing by the storefront full of red colors, full of twists and turns, square characters that could not be drawn with pictures, as if they were still in many, many years ago , people speak a peculiar language with a peculiar accent.

But if it is called Chinatown, the more accurate name is Xinhua Guocheng.

The two stood in the middle, very conspicuous, at least many people passing by turned their heads to look at them, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but Louis blocked the camera without any trace, preventing them from taking pictures of their faces.

Lin Qingyang firmly grasped the only trace in his mind, he walked forward slowly, passed through many very familiar or unfamiliar shops, and suddenly stopped.

Louis turned his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I saw my name..." Lin Qingyang murmured, "Lin, hotel." Lin Ji.

"I don't remember anything else. I only know that my name used to be Lin, Qingyang." He read it slowly, with a strange accent. After all, it had been a long, long time since he had spoken this language. When he said it with difficulty, suddenly There was a burst of relief, and something was blowing away with the wind.

Louis followed suit: "Lin Qingyang."

He read it more fluently than Lin Qingyang himself, Lin Qingyang tilted his head and said with a smile: "Louis already knew this name?"

"I've seen it before." The housekeeper didn't hide, he told the truth.

Lin Qingyang didn't care about these, and said easily: "Did Philip check a lot of my information? Didn't he find out the photos of me wearing crotch pants?"

Louis pretended to be mysterious: "If you want to see it, Philip will help you find it."

The young master kicked him: "I don't think so at all."

There was a car coming from the other side of the street, driving slowly, the crowd frolicked to avoid it, Lin Qingyang and Lu Yi retreated along the crowd to the sidewalks on a slightly higher level on both sides, the butler vainly embraced his young master to avoid being caught The two separated after the crowd collided.

Lin Qingyang leaned against Louis trustingly, and when she was about to turn her head, there seemed to be something very familiar out of the corner of her eye, but something she couldn't remember flashed by.

He yelled, "Wait!"

Louis turned around and raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Lin Qingyang broke away from his hand, walked forward a few steps, turned a few corners according to memory, and stopped outside a dark alley.

It’s dark, but it’s not too much. After all, the biggest difference between the newly built Huaguo City and the original Chinatown is the cleanliness. Compared with the bright streets outside, it’s a little darker here, probably because the residents installed sunshades outside the windows. Shed's sake.

"I seem to remember this place," he said in a daze. "It should be true. I used to live here."

Louis asked: "Don't you remember?"

"It's a little strange, it should be rebuilt. I remember that the previous layout was not like this." Lin Qingyang stretched out his hand and gestured, "This place is smaller and darker. The ground is not so smooth. It used to rain when it often rained." There will be puddles, and I like stepping in them the most."

There used to be such a small alley where a foreign family lived and brought up a little boy of mixed race.They then returned home after an accident and placed the boy in foster care with a family they knew.

Before boarding the plane, the elders squatted down, adjusted the collar of the little boy, and patted his little shoulder.

"Live in someone else's house, don't cause trouble for others. Do you understand?" The elder smiled at him encouragingly, and touched his head gently, "Yangyang did a good job before, and he can do everything by himself, so he must persevere .”

"Okay." The boy nodded seriously, "Yangyang can wash dishes and clothes, so he won't cause trouble."

"Good boy." The woman beside him also cut his hair.

"Have you finished eating the toffee I gave you yesterday? You can only eat one a day. Remember to brush your teeth after eating."

"Yangyang brushes his teeth every day!"

"It's been cold recently, so Yang Yang needs to wear gloves when going out. Yang Yang needs to bring the pair of little cashmere that her mother wove last time, otherwise her hands will be cold, which is not good for her health."

"Yangyang knows."

"Yang Yang..."

"Dad," the woman interrupted him, "the plane is leaving soon, Yangyang is very good, let's talk about it when you come back. Yangyang, don't drink milk directly after waking up, it looks delicious, but drinking it like this will make you tummy painful."

"it is good!"

"and also……"

"Xuanxuan!" This time it was the older elder who interrupted her helplessly.

A gentle female voice came out from the radio, urging the passengers staying in the lobby to go through the security check quickly, the plane was about to take off, and the security check was about to stop.Passengers in a hurry dragged their heavy luggage, or bowed their heads on their way, or kept swiping their mobile phones, and there were shouts of pick-up from time to time.

The elder finally patted him on the shoulder, the reflections of the luggage and the passengers on the smooth floor tiles stretched a little bit, and the marble lines blurred everything, Lin Qingyang hung himself on the railing, tried his best to poke his head out, and waved his hands: "Grandpa! Mom !come back earlier!"

He put his hands together on both sides of his lips, and shouted like a trumpet: "Yangyang is waiting for you to come back!"

The indistinct women and elders also waved to him, and eventually the figures disappeared little by little, and the plane took off. Even if Lin Qingyang raised his chin to the highest point, he couldn't see the people above the clouds in the sky.

"Let's go." A woman behind him asked, Lin Qingyang jumped off the railing, stretched out her hand obediently, and was led into the car by the adults.

As he was walking, he suddenly turned around again, seeing that there was no familiar figure, he turned back in frustration.

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