85 happiness

He Lianwu looked at me with a puzzled face and asked in disbelief, "Miss, aren't you angry at all when you saw Su Shixian and Chu Tianshuang get married?"

I smiled and said, "Su Shixian's life has nothing to do with us. Wuer, the last time we went to the palace to find the queen was benevolent. If he is interested in Chu Tianshuang, how can I beat the mandarin duck?

"However, miss, in fact, this invitation is not given to us by Su Shixian, but to Xiao Qingyun. Xiao Qingyun said that he didn't want to go, so he brought it to us. Su Shixian didn't intend to send us an invitation at the beginning. Helian dance pointed to the invitation and said.

"Haha." I had a long smile, and my shoulder suddenly hurt. Ouch!" I took a deep breath, and Helianwu hurriedly asked, "Miss, are you all right?"

"It's okay." I waved my hand and said, "It turns out that Su Shixian treats us as outsiders. Well, the more he doesn't let us go, the more we will go. Let's ask him in person."

Looking at the date on the wedding invitation again, I asked Helian, " By the way, Wuer, the wedding will be held on July 16. How many days are left before today?"

Helian dance broke his fingers and counted silently. Then he quietly said a number to me. I nodded slightly and said, "Okay, Wuer, we can use these days to prepare a generous gift for Su Shixian."

In the next four days, I took turns to take care of Helian Dance and Xiao Qingyun, and my injury gradually recovered. But I still have a bandage on my right arm. Helian dance was often idle and bored, so I asked her to go to Han Dongkui's shop to help. When she comes back, she will report to me about the situation in the store. She told me with a smile with her hand that the nail polish had become famous. Among them, Mrs. Liu helped us promote nail polish, which played a very important role. Nowadays, our nail polish has become a favorite of celebrities. Sales are rising every day, and Han Dongko is almost too busy.

I don't think it's enough. My idea is to open nail polish stores all over the country. This is just the beginning. Helianwu saw that I was fine at present, so she went to Han Dongko's humble house. She wanted to go to Yunjin Tower to settle accounts with Zhang Banxian, but Zhang Banxian didn't know where he had gone.

After being angry with Helian dance that day, Taoist priest Jiang Bai moved out. Xiao Qingyun and I are the only ones left in Zhulinju. I estimate that it will take about two days to heal completely.

For four days, the weather is still cloudy and sunny, with light rain from time to time. Only this day is windy and sunny. Xiao Qingyun saw that I was free to get out of bed, so he took two fishing rods and said to me with great interest, "Let's go, Tianxiang, I told you earlier that I'm going to take you to do something fun. Now it's time to fulfill my promise."

Xiao Qingyun pulled me out of the house and headed southeast. We walked for almost a quarter of an hour, and a wide lake appeared in front of us.

Xiao Qingyun and I stood on the shore and looked at it, but we saw that the clear lake was like a huge mirror, and the green duckweed occupied one-third of the lake.

Looking around, the eyes are full of vitality. In such a beautiful scenery, I can't help but be intoxicated. Looking at Xiao Qingyun beside him, he thought to himself: If Xiao Qingyun and I stay away from the world, we will not be happy with things and not be sad with ourselves. How wonderful it would be to live in a secluded field like this.

Unfortunately, the ideal is beautiful and the reality is very skinny. Xiao Qingyun and I have our own missions, and we can't help ourselves.

Facing the green reflection of the bamboo forest in the lake, coupled with the sunshine from the sky, the lake shone, as if it had sprinkled gold. I couldn't help but think of Meng Haoran's poem and sighed, "August Lake level is too clear."

"Oh? The level of the lake in August is too clear. Xiao Qingyun repeated the poem I read, with excitement in his eyes, and looked at me and said, "Tianxiang, where did you recite this poem? It's so charming."

I greeted his hot eyes happily and said, "Why don't you think I wrote it?"

Xiao Qingyun was successfully frighted by me and said with joy, "Is it really you writing it? This is amazing."

Looking at Xiao Qingyun's serious expression, I smiled and said, "I'm laughing. I didn't write this poem.

Xiao Qingyun nodded lightly, "Although you didn't write it, you read it, indicating that there is still some ink in your stomach. I have never heard of these two wonderful poems.

"Qing Yun praised it." Hey, I said with a smile. I am a woman who has received nine years of compulsory education and four years of college. In terms of knowledge, there should be no one better than me in this country. But when it comes to reciting poems, I am still half a bucket of water, and I can only use some famous poems and phrases of others to coax the ancients.

"Tianxiang, come on. Let's find a good seat." Xiao Qingyun suddenly took my hand and walked around the lake. We sat on a big smooth and clean stone. He took out two fishing rods and handed one to my hand.

The ancient fishing rod was relatively rough. It was made of bamboo rods, with a solid silk thread at the front end and a sharp small iron hook tied under the wire.

"Tianxiang, our place is relatively remote. We can't find a delicate fishing rod, so we can only replace it with this old fishing rod. You don't mind, do you?" Xiao Qingyun said while throwing away the fishing rod in his hand.

"It's okay. As long as it can be used. It's just that there is no bait on the hook. Can you catch fish? I learned from Xiao Qingyun to throw the rod and also threw the hook into the lake. There was a ripple on the surface of the water.

"Our real purpose is not to fish, but to enjoy life." Xiao Qingyun said with a cheerful smile, "Of course, it's better to catch fish. Then we will have fish soup when we go back.

I sat with Xiao Qingyun and didn't know what to say. The two of us looked at the lake calmly, without saying a word, and occasionally said a few words without words. Time flies, and in a short time, there will be three poles a day. Xiao Qingyun and I got nothing, perhaps because there was no bait, or because there were no fish in the lake.

Xiao Qingyun put away the fishing line and said with interest, "Tianxiang, we are really unlucky today. We sat for two hours and didn't catch any fish."

"It's a pity that we don't have bait such as earthworms and shrimp, otherwise it will be much easier to fish." When I was a child, I fished with my father. I remember putting the bait on the hook at that time, and I could catch a whole bucket of crucian carp back in the afternoon. Of course, there are only fishing hooks at this moment, just like Jiang Taigong fishing - willing to get hooked.

Xiao Qingyun put away the fishing rod, "Tianxiang, it's noon unconsciously. Let's go back to dinner. In the afternoon, let's go to the bamboo forest to find a delicious food, which is definitely more fun than fishing.

Food in the bamboo forest? Should we eat bamboo like pandas? This strange idea suddenly came to my mind.

In the afternoon, the mysterious Xiao Qingyun came to the bamboo forest with a hoe and basket. Xiao Qingyun had an iron pick and a pickaxe on his waist.

He smiled and said, "Tianxiang, the autumn season is coming, which shows that a delicacy has matured."

Xiao Qingyun pointed to the soil under the bamboo, "This kind of food is under the ground, and it is autumn bamboo shoots."

It turns out that Xiao Qingyun's food is bamboo shoots. I really haven't tasted bamboo shoots when I came to this world. Xiao Qingyun chose a six-meter-long bamboo and began to pick up the hoe. Xiao Qingyun looked like a weak scholar, but he waved his hoe and was not ambiguous at all. As soon as the hoe went down, the mud was turned out. The hoe turns quickly, like a rapidly rotating wheel. The soil splashed, and in a short time, a large semicircular pit was dug out.

Although the delicate bamboo shoots are wrapped in black muddy water, it can still be seen that each one grows extremely huge. This fertile land is undoubtedly the paradise where they grow. Xiao Qingyun removed the iron pickaxe at his waist and meticulously dug down the bamboo shoots.

I looked interesting and picked up the hoe. Xiao Qingyun asked, "Tianxiang, do you also want to dig bamboo shoots? Very tired. And you haven't recovered yet. I suggest you don't move.

I smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. Qingyun, in our hometown, the doctor said that if you want the injury to heal quickly, you should exercise more. All the people in our hometown did it, and indeed they were all strong.

Xiao Qingyun said doubtfully, "But since ancient times, doctors have let patients cultivate their minds and calm down. The men in your hometown are really strange. Since it's effective, it's okay. It's just that if you feel pain, you can stop it.

Xiao Qingyun handed me a pickaxe by the way. I chose a bamboo plant up to five meters high. I picked up the hoe and dug it down. Although the soil was wet by the rain and was soft, I was still sweaty and my hands were sore.

The pit I dug bit by bit is about the same size as Xiao Qingyun, but the strange thing is that why haven't you dug bamboo shoots yet?

I'm anxious to speed up the digging. Then he threw down the hoe and picked up the pick-billed hoe and dig down. Xiao Qingyun stared at me with strange eyes and said with a smile, "Tianxiang, in fact, it's wrong for you to dig like this."

I wiped my sweat and gasped slightly, "Didn't you dig like this just now? What's wrong?"

"Look, the hole you dug is funnel-shaped, and the growth of bamboo shoots is not so deep. Try to dig on both sides."

Sure enough, I planed an inverted conical pit. I dug to the left and right sides as Xiao Qingyun said. Well, it's really strange to say. In the sight, two fresh bamboo shoots really showed their faces shyly.

Kungfu pays off. It seems simple to dig bamboo shoots, but it is actually a technical job. I kept digging out the two big bamboo shoots and put them in the bamboo basket. Xiao Qingyun gave me a thumbs up.

I have been busy all afternoon, and Xiao Qingyun and I have gained a lot. Digged a large basket of bamboo shoots.

After returning to Yaju, Xiao Qingyun said that he would cook in person. After a while, Xiao Qingyun brought out a plate of fragrant oily bamboo shoots.

I saw that the bamboo shoots were full of color and bright, and the bamboo shoots were tender and could squeeze out water. In the face of such delicious food, I completely showed my true nature as a foodie, and my index finger moved greatly.

Of course, Xiao Qingyun saw my mind and said with a smile, "Tianxiang, why don't you move your chopsticks? It doesn't taste good when it's cold."

I couldn't wait to pick up a thin and tender piece of bamboo shoots. The bamboo shoots were steaming. I didn't notice and stuffed them into my mouth.

Wow, it's so hot. There was a tingling on my tongue, as if it had been burned by a cigarette butt. I almost spit it out, but instantly thought that this was Xiao Qingyun's hand-made meal, so I swallowed it flat.

"Tianxiang, don't eat so fast. No one will grab you." Xiao Qingyun hurriedly poured me a glass of cold water and said in a reprimand tone.

After pouring a glass of cold water, my tongue was more comfortable and cool. Just now, the bamboo slices were too hot to taste carefully. Coupled with a cup of cold water, I don't know how Xiao Qingyun made it tastes. I only remember that when I first swallowed it, there was a fragrance in my mouth.

I smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Qingyun, I'm more greedy. When I see the food, I want to jump over it.

"Hey...you." Under Xiao Qingyun's helpless eyes, I picked up a piece of bamboo shoot again. I learned to be smart and blew on the bamboo shoots. Blow the bamboo shoots not hot before slowly putting them into his mouth.

Well, it tastes sweet, delicious and delicious. Xiao Qingyun's craftsmanship is really top-notched. Qingyun, your cooking is so delicious. Where did you learn it? Did you worship a teacher?

"I didn't worship my teacher. I practiced all my skills by myself."

Xiao Qingyun is self-taught, which is not bad. If he is in modern times, he can open a New Oriental Chef School.

"Tianxiang, eat quickly. There are other things to do in the evening.

What I did at night... Thinking back on Xiao Qingyun's words, my heart suddenly pounded. Qingyun, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Qingyun looked puzzled and said, "What, is there something wrong with my words? Isn't it good to enjoy the cool together at night?

Oh, so that's it. Xiao Qingyun suddenly frowned and said, "Tianxiang, are you thinking about something messy?"

I hurriedly stuffed a few bamboo shoots into my mouth and argued, "No."

At night, in the fence of Yaju. Xiao Qingyun and I lay comfortably on the rocking chair, blowing the cool autumn breeze at night.

A few lost fireflies, fluttering wings, flying in the bamboo forest. The shining firelight is as beautiful as snowflakes. This scene can be painted.

Xiao Qingyun enjoyed the dance of fireflies and said, "Tianxiang, you have many poems. When you see such a scenery, is there any wonderful poem to describe it? The long night is long, and we just have a pastime.

I recalled the poem I recited when I was reading. The chair shook it a few times and said, "Well... I have a poem that is very appropriate, Qing Yun, you listen: the silver candle autumn light coldly draws the screen, and the light fan flutters the Firefly. The sky is as cool as water at night. Sit and watch the Morning Glory Vega.

After saying that, I subconsciously looked at the sky, but unfortunately. The sky is dark, and you can't see any stars at all. Not to mention the Morning Glory.

"Good poem. The artistic conception is unspeakable. The sky is as cool as water at night, sitting and watching the morning glory Vega. We are 'sleeping at Morning Glory Vega' at this moment, haha, but what does this Morning Glory Vega mean?

I almost forgot that Xiao Qingyun didn't know the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. Anyway, there was a lot of time tonight, so I simply told Xiao Qingyun the story of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, "Qingyun, this is a beautiful love story. Legend has it that a long time ago, there was an orphan named Niulang in Niujiazhuang in the west of Nanyang City..."

I briefly told the story. After listening to it, Xiao Qingyun was indescribably sentimental and sighed, "Oh... The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl only have a chance to meet at the Magpie Bridge once a year. It's really God's will."

"Qing Yun, there is one thing I have always wanted to ask you, can you answer me?"

"But it doesn't matter."

"Last time I went on a hunger strike and locked myself at home. Did you come in in my dream?" Hey... I'm incoherent. How could Xiao Qingyun appear in my dream? However, Xiao Qingyun pondered for a long time, and then simply said two words, "It's me."

I was overjoyed and said, "Is it really you?! But my room is locked. How did you get in? Also, did you really give me water?"

Xiao Qingyun seemed unhappy and said, "Don't say this. Tianxiang, you have suffered a lot outside.

"Yes, in the secular world, they fight with the queen and their wives. I'm tired, too." As I spoke, I gradually felt sleepy. Unconsciously, I fell asleep. Xiao Qingyun is next to me. I'm not afraid of anything at all. This mature man is so charming that it gives people an inexplicable sense of security. Happiness comes so fast.

Xiao Qingyun and I went swimming and fishing during the day. When Xiao Qingyun listened to my bait last time, he really dug a few earthworms as bait, and we also caught a fat crucian carp. In the afternoon, we went to dig bamboo shoots and still lay in the fence to enjoy the cool at night. Time flies, and two days have passed. My injury has almost recovered.

On a moonlit night, Xiao Qingyun specially cooked a large table of dishes. The most special thing is that I saw braised pork for the first time in six days.

Of course, when eating, Xiao Qingyun was not fishy at all. He left all the braised pork to me. In fact, I know that he doesn't like meat.

Xiao Qingyun had a great appetite tonight and swallowed three bowls of rice. When he put down the bowl and chopsticks, his eyes showed an unpredictable look, and then said,

"Tianxiang, I have never known what to say to you, but I just figured it out that I'm going to leave completely."

"Qing Yun, you are kidding me, aren't you? Depending on how carefully you eat, the rice grains are stuck to your lips. Xiao Qingyun's mouth was stuck to a grain of rice, like a young child. I smiled and stretched out my hand to help him remove the rice grains, but Xiao Qingyun coldly knocked off my hand and pinched the naughty millet grains by himself. I withdrew my hand in embarrassment and didn't know where to go.

"Sorry, Tianxiang. I'm serious. I don't feel guilty anymore when your injury is healed.

I took a sip of rice and didn't look at his bleak face. I pretended not to listen to him carefully at all. Maybe I'm just deceiving myself.

"This is the last time we meet." Xiao Qingyun left his seat, walked to the door, and suddenly turned his face to look at me. I quickly hid my bleak look.

"Since you told the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, I think they are happy because they meet every year. And let's see each other again." Xiao Qingyun's lonely figure disappeared under the moonlight, and the light on the bamboo pole outside the house suddenly flashed like the light of a firefly. I quietly touched the chair with residual heat and didn't say a word. The whole world seems to be left alone.