Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan) - Chapter 28

When I returned home, I had three meals a day on the hot kang, and a few people finally let go of the tension, but after a month or two of their birthday, Song Shiji and Li Shiyi live in the same courtyard every day. Li Shiyi opened the door in the morning, and she could always see her putting down the full bucket, with her cuffs pulled high, raising her white forearm to wipe the sweat on her face, smiling and asking morning. In the evening, Li Shiyi turned the book, and she presented her new pastry every three to five times. After Li Shiyi tasted one or two, she did not leave, cutting papers and washing pens for her with stitches.

When the sun was good, she went to the market to pick up seeds and planted all the flowerbeds in the garden, saying that when summer arrived, she would be full of flowers and fragrance.

When it was dark, she set up a stool and carried the paste, saying that Li Shi’s window paper was not transparent, and that she needed a new thinner cicada wing gauze, so she didn’t have to read Yi Shu’s eyes sorely.

Song nineteen, who grew up with the three of them, is the smartest girl in the world. She has learned Ayin’s sense of words and expressions, Li Shixi’s stubbornness, the youngest boy’s cheeky, and she can’t stand still like Tu’s sister-in-law. Attentive like a whip top.

Li Shi was a little uncomfortable at first, but after a long time, he let her go.

After the spring began, it gradually became a little warmer. Only when Yan Futi was in the mouth of Tu’s sister-in-law, did she move. This time, she did not visit the house, as if she was sure that Li Shixi had returned home, and only a small servant was behind her. The last pretty famous post said that she was invited to go to the house to narrate.

Ayin was sitting at the four-corner table just south of the table, rubbing the dominoes, and threw a second loin to the end of Tu’s youngest one, and said with a smile: “It’s actually a scene.”

Youngest Tuo turned to Song Shijiu Nunu’s mouth, signaled that she, who was not very skilled, hurriedly touched the cards, and handed a cup of hot tea to the daughter-in-law who started her hand. Then he had time to ask Li Shiyi: “How about it, or not? “

“That famous post, do you take a closer look?” Ayin touched a pair of fifty thousand, “Pure gold cover.”

“Big man.” Tu Laoyao glanced and nodded in response.

Li Shiyi didn’t bother to watch him sing together like a cross talk. He pinched the famous post in his hand and walked out. When he passed the card table, he stopped behind the clumsy Song Jiu and threw an eight for her. When the pie went out, the index finger clicked in the gap of the card surface three or two, and said: “Hu this, this, the same, remember.”

After Yubi, she withdrew her hand, still showing no expression on her face, turned her head and walked out the door.

If the scent of her cuffs still lingered on her cheeks, Song Jiu stared at her back in a daze. He heard Ah Yin cursing inwardly: “Her uncle, I will never give up my old lady’s eight cakes.”

The youngest Tu shook his head gleefully, leaned his back on the chair comfortably, squinted and touched the cards.

On the second day, a few people got up early, and after breakfast, they went to Yan Futi’s house. The youngest Tuo pulled out the newest plain robe, and asked Ah Yin to punch his hair. The shavings water, piled high on the top of the skull, looked like some gentlemen. He was walking ahead and passing through the old alleys. Few people recognized him. He was quite proud. To treat each other, his youngest Tu Yao followed the eleventh sister to learn craftsmanship, and he was also a little changed head.

Yan Futi’s house is close, but two blocks are in front of him. The house is in the innermost part of the alley. It is medium in size, but the front door is very clean. A boy like a newsboy urinates in front of a stone lion and is painted. The youngest yelled a few words, and ran away while holding his pants.

“There is not even a doorman for this high threshold.” Tu Laoyao muttered, while going to buckle the rattle on the wooden door. As soon as the rattle fell, the door opened from the inside. Inside the wide door was a thin man, except that he was paler, and his eyebrows were very ordinary, which was forgettable. Seeing Li Shiyi, he was stunned, then bowed his head and let them in.

In the courtyard, there was a dark fragrance of jade plumes floating indistinctly, the pattern and the decorations were very particular, the youngest Tu was about to touch the jade pillars under the eaves, but suddenly felt the heat at the ankles. An old hen with a pouting **** clattered and wiped past him, stopped at the foot of the courtyard, strutting with her cockscomb.

“Chicken?” Tu’s youngest was very scared, and when he took a closer look, a few roosters paced down the corridor, not afraid of people, and looked at him with a stable chicken head.

This incompatibility was strange. Tu Laoyao and Ah Yin looked at each other. Just as they were about to speak, they saw a weak and beautiful girl at the end of the corridor standing up, patted the remaining millet on her hand, and looked at with satisfaction. A few plump chickens buried their heads and pecked, and then raised their hands to pull their ears and hairs, and their smoky eyes met Li Shiyi: “Aheng.”

The voice is three-point dumb, but it is not unpleasant. If it is described by food, it is mostly rice milk, not fancy, nor fishy, ​​white as a layer of cream, with an unoffending fragrance.

Li Shiyi stopped walking towards her and looked at her suspiciously. The girl looked familiar, fair and weak, as if she was about to break her waist without care. Li Shiyi wandered in memory several times. , Finally raised his eyebrows and came to a conclusion: “I have seen you in Xi’an.”

The rainy and rainy antique market, the umbrella girl passing by.

The girl was noncommittal, nodded slightly with a smile, and motioned them to go with her into the yard. The sunshine in the yard was so bright that she illuminated her lack of blood and energy to make her face slightly transparent, without even the slight fluff, like a smooth jade with no pores visible.

Tu Yaoyao didn’t know why, and his calf trembled for no reason. He knocked his knees and grabbed Ah Yin’s cuffs. Ah Yin and Li Shiyi looked at each other and asked if they would find a chance to visit her, but Li Shiyi didn’t. Shook his head sensibly.

The girl seemed to understand their spirits, so she walked to sit down at the stone table and looked at them not far away. Behind her stood the thin man just now.

In the end, Li Shiyi spoke first: “Miss Yan.”

The person on the other side raised his eyelids slightly, with a gentle smile in his eyes: “You used to call me Arrow.”

What a pretty girl, it’s a pity to be a fool. Tu’s youngest boy slandered. At first glance, Li Shiyi looked like she had never known her. She actually took a mouthful of Ah Heng, and each mouthful of the old ones. He saw that Li Shiyi was a little impatient, and was about to speak, but he saw Song Jiu who was hiding behind Li Shiji put his head and asked her vigilantly: “Once upon a time? What in the past?”

A Luo was bluffed by Song Nineteen’s sudden appearance, but only moved his eyebrows, covered his lips and bowed his head to say hello, and said, “If you don’t remember, forget it.”

The youngest Tu heard her talk more and less decent, and even Li Shiyi had some descriptions of being violated, so he asked her in the next step: “What are you? What do you call Grandpa? To catch ghosts? Go to the grave? You? What about the bluffing doll who pretends to be a fool?”

Arrow had never been asked like this before. He was stunned for a few seconds. He stretched out his hand to stop the man behind him and said: “My name is Yan, my name is Futi, and the small character Arrow is born under Huang Quan. Temple ghost.”

She thought for a while, and tried to be as simple as possible, “People also call me, Ten Temple Yama.”

“What the **** is Yan?” Tu Yaoyao scratched his head and stubbed his neck.

There was a “puff” sound, but before everyone could react, they saw Tu Yaoyao kneeling in front of him: “Oh, Hell.”

Going north and south with Li Shiyi, catching ghosts and beasts, seeing a lot of strange things, but he has realized the truth, regardless of the truth, and the matter is finished.

Ayin and Song Shijiu looked at each other. Li Shiyi looked at Arrow with his arms around, as if wondering whether she was a talented person or a stupid idiot who pretended to be crazy. The youngest Tu was back to his soul, smirked and got up, looking at Aro’s thin and weak appearance, and a little unbelievable, he looked around and asked her: “Yam is not in the underworld, run away What are you doing here?”

Arrow was a little surprised: “I have been here since I was a kid.”

Tu Laoyao asked again: “What do you do on weekdays?”

“Review official documents.”

“Anyone?”

“Usually there are not many around.”

The youngest Tu Yao touched his lower lip embarrassedly, “hissed”, and pointed to the chicken in the yard: “This, what is this?”

Arrow finally showed a somewhat popular look: “A little hobby.”

“Fake.” Tu’s youngest member whispered to Li Shiyi’s ears.

“How do you say?” Ah Yin came up.

Youngest Tu said: “I heard my uncle who died early said that big people usually hide their identities. She confessed like this, it must be fake.”

He glanced at Li Shiyi again, thinking that the eleventh sister had to hide the gold in her face. This is the most precious appearance. Where is the loud voice howling, I am Lord Yan, and I will not be dragged by others. To the Yamen?

Li Shixi thought for a while, took out a famous post and tapped on the table, and asked her: “Call me, what do you do?”

Arrow faced her, and got a little closer, saying: “I have a good friend who is called Mulan. I can’t find her anymore. I want to ask you to help.”

Li Shiyi asked again: “Why?”

Arrow nodded to Song Jiu: “With her.”

“Her identity, presumably you want to know.”

Li Shiyi hid Song Jiu quietly, still slightly sideways and half drooping, not knowing what he was considering again. A Luo knew that no matter what she was, if Li Shixi was thinking about it, the deal was 80% of the time. She felt comfortable, pulled her robe and stood up, glanced at it and wanted to enter the house casually.

Having just turned half of her body, she turned sideways again, facing the frowning Ayin with a weak smile, and whispered, “Don’t come here all right.”

“Fu Wuyin.”