In the alley with four houses, only two courtyards were occupied in the end. It should have been lively before, but it has become more and more cold in recent years.
Yunxiang looked at the old man sitting at the door of the alley and said, "Uncle Feng, what do you want to eat this afternoon?"
The old man took out a steamed bun from behind and smiled at her.
Yunxiang nodded, and then heard the old man say: "The person you miss so much is back."
Yunxiang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then asked: "Where is he?"
"In your yard." Ouyang Feng replied.
After hearing this, Yunxiang came to her senses and ran towards the yard.
When I came to the door, it was unlocked, so I pushed it open.
When she looked around, she saw Mr. Qingshan sitting in the pavilion, and Yu Hongjin sitting beside him, but she could not see Zhishu standing next to him.
Chen Changsheng turned around and saw that it was Yunxiang, with a slight smile on his face.
Yunxiang smiled back. She was a little older and now had wrinkles on her face, but it did not delay the softness of her smile.
…
In previous years, I drank tea.
What I drank today was wine.
Yunxiang drank very little. She didn't drink alcohol on weekdays. The doctor said she was too old to drink these things, so she stopped drinking.
But today is different.
Knowing that he could no longer keep it, Zhishu took the young lady out for shopping.
Yu Hongjin was still a little reluctant. She wanted to drink, but was eventually pulled away reluctantly.
Yunxiang held her chin up and looked at Chen Changsheng in front of her.
Chen Changsheng paused and asked, "Is there any flowers on Chen's face? Miss Yun keeps looking like this?"
Yunxiang smiled and said: "Sir, he is still as good-looking as ever."
Chen Changsheng was stunned after hearing this, but then he smiled and said, "I never thought I could hear such arrogant words from you."
Yunxiang smiled and said, "Tell the truth."
She has always thought so.
There are thousands of men in the world, but she has never seen anyone more handsome than her husband.
Maybe she is too stupid.
Chen Changsheng smiled in response, but when he looked up, he saw that Yunxiang was already blushing after drinking two glasses of wine, and said, "If you can't drink wine, don't drink it."
Yunxiang shook her head and said: "I'm happy, drink two cups."
"You have gray hair."
"It's a little longer..."
Yunxiang's hair is black and white. She has been busy with business these years and has missed her for a long time, so it is inevitable that she has more gray hair.
Yunxiang sighed and said, "She is already an old woman."
At this age, she is already an old woman. There are wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and a little hoarseness in her words. She is already very old.
Chen Changsheng said: "In comparison, Chen is just an old guy."
After hearing this, Yunxiang asked: "Sir, have you ever calculated how old you are?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "According to human lifespan, it is probably more than a hundred years old."
After hearing this, Yunxiang was stunned for a moment and said, "I thought your husband was hundreds or thousands of years old."
"Not that old." Chen Changsheng smiled.
Yunxiang chuckled and poured wine for her husband.
"Sir."
"Um?"
"Yunxiang is really old."
Her words were calm.
But in those calm words, there was great reluctance.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but be startled. He looked at Yunxiang and wanted to say something.
Yunxiang didn't let him speak, but smiled and said: "It's okay."
"I'd like to toast you sir."
Yunxiang raised her head and drank the wine in the glass.
Chen Changsheng looked at her and said: "There is a wonderful method in the world. If you take a golden elixir into your belly, you can become a god or a Buddha..."
Yunxiang shook her head and said, "No more."
She sighed, her eyes always looking at Chen Changsheng.
For some reason, Chen Changsheng felt a little anxious. He said: "It won't be long before Chen can take root and no longer need to wander around..."
Yunxiang still shook her head, but still said with a smile: "Sir, you don't have to be like this. This is fate. Yunxiang was unlucky in her last life and could not wait for her husband. In this life, it is Yunxiang's blessing to be remembered by him."
Chen Changsheng was stunned after hearing this.
He looked at Yun Xiang in front of him, but he couldn't believe it.
"You..." Chen Changsheng paused.
Yunxiang said: "Sir, I am Yunxiang."
After a long time, a long sigh came from the courtyard.
The word love is really a kind of torture.
.
.
The yard that has not been occupied for a long time is still clean and tidy.
Yunxiang often sends people to clean the yard, so it is tidy.
The night is already deep.
There is a bright moon above the head, and the stars are dotted.
All the good wine Yu Hongjin kept ended up in Chen Changsheng's belly.
This night, Chen Changsheng got drunk again.
He just sat on the rocking chair in the courtyard, staring at the stars and the bright moon. He was not noisy, but very calm.
Chen Changsheng didn't know what he was thinking about writing.
Mostly just some messy things.
Maybe it’s to recall everything I’ve experienced along the way.
"What on earth am I..."
"What are you doing?"
Such questions came from Chen Changsheng's mouth.
A few long sighs, a few sighs of helplessness.
I made a lot of mistakes in my previous life, and I will make a lot of mistakes in this life as well.
There are many frustrations in life, and it seems that there is a solution, but when the critical moment comes, you will have no choice but to make the wrong decision.
He fell into a deep sleep in the courtyard, and the wine in his hand spilled on the ground, turning into a trickle and falling into the earth.
He couldn't tell the difference.
I can't tell which one is bamboo and which one is rue.
He couldn't tell who he was anymore.
There are too many things that people don’t understand.
…
There is always fog in Qingshan City in the morning.
Heavy fog has spread in the city, making it difficult to see the road in front of you.
But at this time, the vendors in the market had already set up their stalls early in the morning.
As the fog gradually dissipated, the shouting gradually began to sound.
The storyteller in the teahouse arrived at the teahouse in time.
"I'm sorry, everyone, I'm sorry."
This storyteller was once a disciple of Mr. Cao. After Mr. Cao went to Beijing, he was his successor and he has been here all these years.
The guests in the teahouse drank tea, ate snacks, and listened quietly. They couldn't help but admire the benefits and were constantly rewarded with money.
Under the stage, there were two gentlemen sitting.
One man had gray hair and a pale complexion.
Nowadays, few people in Qingshan City remember him.
Mr. Cao, who was famous in Qingshan City back then, has become so old in just a few years.
But there was another person sitting next to Cao Fa.
This person looked much younger, dressed very simply, with a beard, but there was a sense of vicissitudes in his eyes.
This is also an ‘acquaintance’ from long ago.
Mr. Jin Sanye took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Your apprentice is quite capable."
Cao Fa smiled and said, "I didn't teach him anything."
Jin Sanye shook his head and asked, "Did Mr. Chen teach you anything back then?"
Cao Fa was slightly startled after hearing this, but then he laughed again.