Lifting the black cloth and walking into the pile of historical papers belonging to the mysterious flower family, the carefully designed windows that can see through the sunlight but cannot penetrate the peeping eyes make this journey of seclusion seem extraordinarily warm, but Xu Le and Zhong Yanhua did not stay in this room for too long, when the sun outside the window began to peek out of the red hair, ready to change the name to sunset, they walked out.
Master Fan held the teapot, closed his eyes, sat quietly and happily on the bamboo recliner under the big tree, seemed to have forgotten the humiliating time when he was left naked on the tree, listening to the footsteps behind him, he opened his eyes and looked sideways, and asked in surprise: "It's all over so soon" "The more than 700-year history of the Master Fan Mansion in the empire, naturally it is impossible to read it so quickly, in fact, I have only read half of the mood book of the ancestor surnamed the woman, but when the time comes, I have to leave."
Xu Le replied.
"Where are you going to the Federation if you leave?"
asked Master Fan, frowning.
Xu Le replied, "We're going to the market, and we'll come back to you tomorrow." ” Master Fan slapped his thigh hard, leaving a slap of shame on his white and delicate skin, and scolded a famous line from Schiller's early burlesque plays.
"Come back tomorrow, what do you think of me here, come to the public toilet if you want, and leave if you want" Xu Le read the script, smiled, didn't explain too much, took Zhong Yanhua's hand, and walked out of the white courtyard briskly under the scolding of the master.
The two of them walked diagonally through the alleys under the three locust trees, and came to the market, and under the curious and puzzled gaze of the surrounding stalls, they came to Aunt Susan's shop.
The hot dinner, the hot atmosphere, the night in the quiet slum courtyard, it seems so warm, the chowder, the blood cake, the mutton sauerkraut vermicelli soup, the fried noodle box wrapped in the scallion meat, after eating it happily, it was the turn of Zhong Yanhua to be reluctant to wash the dishes with a sweet and flattering smile on his face, chatting a few words, and the three-person bureau of the flower card on the South Imperial Road was fiercely launched again until late at night.
In the attic, Xu Le quietly assembled the improved high-definition player, his fingers that didn't look dexterous, but they were as stable and precise as a machine, turning those scattered components into a good thing that the young masters of the noble mansions of the Imperial Kyoto could not help themselves again.
For him, the occasional re-smell of machinery in this quiet day was as happy as the previous dinner chatter.
Zhong Yanhua was lying prone on the small bed, supporting his chin, his two feet bounced up and down mischievously, his beautiful eyes like black jewels, quietly focusing on Xu Le at the table, getting brighter and brighter.
When a man works seriously, he feels the most surname, as if the magazine with a female surname he read when he was a child said this, and the girl thought so.
"Brother, when you were sleeping in the sun in the Master's Mansion during the day, I looked at the mood book carefully, and I felt more and more that the ancestor of the Hua family was really a great woman."
Xu Le carefully rested the soldering iron on the metal blade of the six-star knife, looked back at the girl on the bed, and replied after a moment of silence: "I don't want you to become such a great woman. ” "Why" Zhong Yanhua rolled up from the bed, opened his big eyes, looked back at him and asked very seriously.
Xu Le didn't know how to answer, judging from the situation when he met Huai Caoshi last time, Zhong Yanhua longed for that kind of life, such a strong life, but Xu Le thought for a moment, looked at her and said gently: "Whether it is the ancestral star, the federation or the empire, it may have changed a lot on the surface, but in fact, there are many things in the bones that have not changed, one of the most important points is the relationship between men and women, why are women like the ancestors of the Hua family or Huai Caoshi rarely because of that is very hard, I don't want you to live too hard." ” Small talk is just an episode, I don't know if the girl went downstairs all night without sleep, anyway, Xu Le slept very soundly, as if back to when he was seriously injured and fled, he was in this attic, feeling a sense of security and relaxation from nowhere.
In the days that followed, such a happy life was repeated.
When he got up early in the morning, Xu Le often saw the little girl selling mast flowers behind the morning rain alley, sometimes he poked his head out of the attic window and shouted, and then wrapped the chestnuts he had eaten last night with paper money and threw them out, crackling and falling at the feet of the little girl, and then a large handful of fragrant and refreshing white flowers rested on the stone steps at the door.
Whenever this happens, Zhong Yanhua will squat next to the well by the kitchen, brushing his teeth angrily, not knowing why he is angry.
Xu Le wanted to go into the kitchen to help her aunt prepare dinner, but she stubbornly refused to look at him and refused to give way, foaming at the mouth and making her cheeks extremely round, which was very cute.
After breakfast, Xu Le rode an electric tricycle, took Aunt Zhong Fireworks and the high-definition player made last night to the market, and after rolling up the heavy roller shutter, he took Zhong Yanhua's hand to Master Fan to bury himself in the old paper pile again, no matter how angry the little girl was, he smiled and refused to let go.
Master Fan's Mansion is very quiet, the sun is very good, Master Fan is from angry to helpless to numb, and he is too lazy to care about the brother and sister, so Xu Le has a very good environment, falling asleep sweetly in the clear sunshine, compensating for the hard work of working overtime last night, as for those piles of old papers that may carry a lot of secrets, naturally there are very interested Zhong Yanhua to carefully examine it.
Turning their heads again, they returned to the small courtyard, late at night Aunt Susan slept peacefully with a smile, Xu Le worked in the attic, and Zhong Yanhua began to tell the useful information he had seen in the Fan Mansion during the day, and most of the interesting things were related to the ancestor of the flower family.
"She copied a poem in the folder of the imperial geography, the author's name is Li Zhi, and the note says that this author is also a woman, but the problem is that I used the retrieval instrument of the master Fan Mansion to check for a long time, and I didn't find such a person in the history of imperial literature, I suspect that this female poet named Li Zhi should be a figure on the ancestral star."
"Brother, are you listening?"
"Listening."
"You listen carefully to this poem: from near to far east and west, from deep to shallow clear stream.
The highest is the moon of the brightest day, and the closest relatives to the most alienated couples are really well written. ” Zhong Yanhua sat on the bed against the wall, staring at Xu Le's back without blinking, and said: "Closest relatives and sparse couples, you and Sister Shui'er just have a marriage contract, and they are not married yet, let alone any intimacy, it has been almost three years, and she didn't say that she was looking for you." ” Xu Le didn't look back, and said with a smile: "Then are you going to let Shang Qiu or Nan Xiangmei be your sister-in-law?"
Hearing this answer, Zhong Yanhua twisted his fingers, bit the corner of his lip, and was angry and silent.
Life is just repetitive, plain, warm and safe, no one comes to disturb them, including the palace, and there is no follow-up news.
Now Xu Le is no longer the fugitive felon, but the only male heir of the imperial family, so he no longer needs to be afraid of the ubiquitous spies of Tianjing Star, and the chip detectors that can be seen everywhere at the root of the eaves, but in such a happy day, under the warm imperial sun, he began to think about everything in the Federation uncontrollably.
He misses his friends over there, and he's happy, so he wants them to be happy too.
There is a faint shadow in the happy life, according to the convention, Paul's monthly allowance will be hit into Aunt Susan's account around the twelfth, but this month has reached the twentieth, the number in the bank account has not changed, Aunt Susan is obviously a little distracted when cooking, and she loses a mess when she plays the South Road flower card.
"You don't have to worry, I know some news from the front line, Mo Huaxing has not had a major battle for two months, and the front line is too far away from us, the exchange of information is not smooth, and it is normal for the allowance to be sent back a few days late."
Aunt Susan shook her head, looked at Xu Le and said: "That child signed an allowance distribution agreement with the logistics department of the military department before he went to the front, and now a large part of his allowance will be automatically deducted every month, and it will be transferred to my account by the department, all of which are electronic transfers, and he only needs to make an electronic signature confirmation on the front line, and it is impossible to be delayed by the road, and the allowance has not yet arrived, which can only show that the logistics department has not obtained his electronic signature confirmation." ” Xu Le continued to comfort: "This doesn't mean anything, if Paul is really in the pro-military camp, then he will not be more than two kilometers away from Her Royal Highness the princess, and there is no great danger at all, as for the delay in the confirmation of electronic signatures, it may be a special task such as His Highness's patrol, he must follow the whole process, and he has no time to deal with it." ” "I hope so."
Aunt Susan forced a smile.
If comfort is useful, there will not be so many lovelorn bitter love songs in the world, not to mention the mother-son heart-to-heart, once the worry starts, it can't be stopped, countless terrible conjecture pictures, so that Aunt Susan tosses and turns at night, it is difficult to sleep peacefully, perhaps because of the cold, in the quiet middle of the night, the small courtyard downstairs from time to time sounded a painful cough that was strongly suppressed but could not be suppressed.
Xu Le put on his pajamas, walked down the attic gently, went into the kitchen to boil the water, took out the pears from the refrigerator, peeled them and put them in a bowl, put them in the pot, waited quietly for the pears to steam to the fire, and then slowly raised them with warm water, ready for the aunt to eat after getting up.
In the early morning of the next day, Aunt Susan, who was accustomed to going to the market to sell goods with her sick body, was stopped by Xu Le, fed her medicine, and then returned to the small courtyard from the Master's Mansion in advance at noon.
The steamed pears were still on the stove in the kitchen, still bubbling warm, but Aunt Susan's man was gone, and there was a note by the stove with two lines of scribbled handwriting.
"For some inconvenient reasons, we can only ask you to meet us in this way, and I believe this is enough to show our sincerity and determination."
Xu Le's right hand was slowly clenched, the paper in his palm was shattered piece by piece under the pressure of invisible force, he looked back at the clean wooden door of the small courtyard, his eyes slowly narrowed, and the murderous aura was pressing.
He thought to himself, "Someone is trying to force me to kill someone."
To be continued: