In the early morning, Xie Fu got up early as usual and came to the Qili Shantang River.
It rained heavily last night, and there was still light rain in the sky. The oncoming river wind brought with it a sense of moisture and a hint of autumn. As far as the eye could see, there was a vast expanse of white, and the painted boats on the river were hidden in the morning mist.
, not a single sail in sight.
Today's singing was gentle and emotional, a little more emotional, as if she was missing something. Xie Fu couldn't see her figure, but he knew where she was.
As we got closer, the singing broke through the fog and became clearer.
A silhouette stands on the rocks on the river bank, holding an oiled paper umbrella. The river wind brings the rain to the skirt, which is like a poem or a painting in the mist and mist.
Guests praise the picturesque water in the south of the Yangtze River, but I lament the soft mist and rain.
Seeing this beautiful figure, Xie Fu strangely thought of a person - Mr. Jian Jia.
Sometimes he seemed to be able to feel the gentle watery nature of mist and rain in Mr. Jianjia's words. Is the mist and rain in Jiangnan too thick? Even a man is stained by the mist and rain.
A few days ago, Xie Fu went to the address where he would write letters. After many inquiries, he never found out about Mr. Jianjia. Could it be that he had been communicating with ghosts?
Xie Fu retracted his thoughts and continued to look at Yiyi's beautiful figure and listen to her singing.
Her name is Qinglian, she is a young actress from Huiyingyuan. She was sold to Huiyingyuan two years ago by her biological parents. She heard that her father was ill and the family could not make ends meet, so her mother sold her.
Already.
Qinglian has a good voice and a good face.
It's a pity that Qinglian started late and only learned the brothel skills two years ago. Compared with the brothel ladies who have been learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood, Qinglian can't compare with them.
Her status in Huiyingyuan was very low. She was only a candidate for a young actress and was not even qualified to appear in the lobby.
As if she had a tacit understanding, Qinglian suddenly stopped singing, turned back to look at Xie Fu, and said with a sweet smile: "Dai, you're here."
Qinglian said that there was a mute in the village where she lived, and everyone called him Dumb. Xie Fu was as dumb as the mute, so Qinglian kept calling him Dumb.
Xie Fu nodded and walked towards her. He usually listened quietly and would only approach when she noticed.
I saw that the front of Qinglian's dress was wet. It seemed that she came very early, before the heavy rain stopped.
When Xie Fu approached, there was no unnecessary greeting or greeting. Qinglian talked about her affairs as naturally as before.
"I haven't seen my mother for a long time. I wonder if she has forgotten me..."
As she spoke, Qinglian turned to look at Xie Fu and asked, "Ah-Dai, do you think my mother has forgotten me since she hasn't come to see me for so long?"
Xie Fu responded: "No, you said that your mother loves you very much."
Qinglian immediately smiled and said: "You still remember, I only said it once."
After Qinglian finished speaking, she lowered her head slightly. Her fair face was still wet with rain marks, and her eyebrows moistened by the rain were slightly wrinkled. There was a slight irritation in her heart, "But why hasn't my mother come to see me for so long?"
Woolen cloth?"
This time Xie Fu didn't respond. Even she herself couldn't understand something. How could he, an outsider, know the inside story.
Qinglian said softly: "My mother sold me, but I don't blame her at all. I know she can't help it. I know she wants me to live a better life. I know she doesn't want me to suffer with her. I will
Earn a lot of money and I will let them live a good life..."
Qinglian kept talking, confiding her inner thoughts to Xie Fu without any concealment, and suddenly looked at Xie Fu and said with a smile: "Dai, let's work hard together, okay?"
Xie Fu nodded, this is probably the reason why she comes to practice music every morning.
Qinglian smiled and said, "I'm leaving."
Xie Fu looked at Liu Ying who turned around and walked away. Although Qinglian had suffered a lot, she was an optimistic girl.
Xie Fu looked at the misty water, and he also missed someone.
master……
I don't know how long it took, but a voice suddenly came, "Brother, brother."
Xie Fu turned his head when he heard the sound and saw a young man walking over in high spirits.
But it was the wine-gifting boy that day.
The wine-gifting gentleman came to me and asked, "Brother, do you still remember me?"
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Remember, thank you very much for the wine that day."
The wine-gifting man laughed loudly, "Brother, do you know that I have been wandering around the Qili Mountain Pond these days in search of you. I didn't expect you to show up in the early morning. It's all because I was sleeping in the morning."
"Oh." Xie Fu was flattered, "Young master is so thoughtful."
The man who gave me the wine laughed loudly: "It's hard to find a drinking friend! It's hard to find a confidant! It's even harder to find this pair of delicious and crazy confidants."
Xie Fu said: "That day, I lost my temper after drinking and made the young master laugh."
"No, no, no, my brother's madness that day was just what I wanted. I'm Yi Hang, and I didn't ask for advice."
Xie Fu cupped his hand and said, "Thank you for nothing."
Yi Hang was very enthusiastic and took Xie Fu's arm directly, "Brother Xie, let's go to my boat for a drink."
Xie Fu was surprised, "Brother Yi, are you drinking so early in the morning?"
"Brother Xie, drinking alone is tasteless. Only brother Xie can make me enjoy the wine. Those little ladies can only kiss each other and squirm and push around while drinking, which makes me sweat every day."
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Xie Fu smiled and said, "Brother Yi is quite a sweetheart."
Soon they arrived at Yi Hang's boat, and the two of them boarded the boat, opened the curtain and entered the cabin.
As soon as he stepped into the cabin, Xie Fu saw that the carpeted floor was in a mess, and cups and lampstands were scattered everywhere.
What's more important is that there are three pretty ladies lying there, wearing only silk robes and trousers, with disheveled hair and flushed faces as they sleep.
Yi Hang smiled and said, "Brother Xie, don't worry about them."
As he spoke, he moved the small square table and found a space among the three swaying bodies to place the table.
Xie Fu smiled and said, "Brother Yi, are you showing off to me?"
Yi Hang laughed and said: "Why show off? I have many nicknames, one of which is Long Yu Qifeng. I won't talk about love today. I will compete with Brother Xie another day to cure my alcohol addiction."
Xie Fu said: "Since we are not going to talk about love, let's wake up the three ladies first and ask them to leave."
"Oh, it's bothering Brother Xie."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "It doesn't bother me, but I'm afraid it will hinder the three ladies." He said with a low smile: "To be honest with Brother Yi, I get very crazy when I drink, and both men and women kill each other!"
Yi Hang immediately stroked his chest and said, "Brother Xie, your hobby is a bit fierce."
Xie Fu said with a smile: "Brother Yi, don't be frightened. The killing methods of men and women are naturally different. Men kill with intention, while women kill with body."
Yi Hang laughed loudly: "Wonderful! Wonderful! That's just a good demonstration for my little brother of how to kill one's heart and kill one's body."
Xie Fu said: "I even said I won't talk about love anymore."
"Okay, wait until I wake up the three of her."
Yi Hang was afraid of hitting the three girls, but he would hit them on the buttocks or face, and he showed no mercy.
The three girls woke up leisurely and screamed one after another when they saw Xie Fu.
Xie Fu smiled and greeted, "You three ladies, I'm sorry. I didn't know the three ladies were sleeping here before I entered the cabin. It's all my fault that Brother Yi didn't find out in advance."
***The author has something to say***
Well, He Qing will be back tomorrow, and the plot of July 7th can be fully unfolded.
