Xu Zheng has passed, the singing and laughing have not stopped, and the bonfire is still warming the soul. However, in the corner of the fence, there is no light, and perhaps no one is paying attention. At this time, there is a slender figure sitting alone.
A pair of catkins were folded in front of her knees, and her spring-like ten fingers were half-bent unconsciously. The low-hanging head revealed her depression, and her slightly trembling body showed her weakness, but it was a pity that no one cared and showed her tenderness.
I don’t know how long it took, but I finally saw a figure walking towards me quickly, and at the same time greeted me eagerly: "Sister Xing, why are you staying here alone?"
Xing Zhiying was slightly startled, quietly wiped away her tears, and when she stood up, she forced herself to smile and said, "It turns out to be Sister Sanjimar. I was feeling a little uncomfortable just now, so I came here to get some fresh air."
Sanjimar came over with a smile on her face, her face was so red that it seemed to light up the thick night. She hooked Xing Zhiying's arm and said with a smile: "Are you feeling better now?
?If that’s okay, let’s go back, it’s so deserted here.”
Xing Zhiying saw that Sangjimar was slightly drunk and couldn't help but hesitated and said: "Sister, is it drinking? It seems that she drank a lot."
Sanjimar stuck out the tip of his tongue in embarrassment and said coquettishly: "Today is the New Year, and my father and mother don't care about me. Hee... those boring guys can't compete with me in a horse race, and they can't even drink wine."
But how do I look like a man?"
She couldn't help but giggle as she spoke. Xing Zhiying couldn't help laughing when she saw this. After calming herself down, she said harmoniously: "I think my sister is almost drunk. Why don't we take a rest here first, and I'll do it later."
I’ll take you back again.”
Sanjimar waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "No way, I'm not drunk. Besides, my father has set up a tent for my sister and Uncle Yin Yang, which happens to be next to my house."
Xing Zhiying's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "May I ask my sister, didn't the leader just set up a tent?"
Sanjimar was slightly surprised and said: "Yes, sister and Uncle Yin Yang are a couple, aren't they? Sister, don't worry, although the tent is new, it is enough for the two of you to sleep together."
Xing Zhiying was already flustered and short of breath. After hearing this, she blushed even more with embarrassment. She couldn't help but said: "How can this happen? I have nothing to do with that person. I explained it clearly to my aunt before. Why did the leader still misunderstand it?"
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Sanjimar was stunned for a moment, and said with suspicion on his face: "You are really not a couple? I thought you were just arguing before, well... it's too late to set up a tent now, so what are you going to do?"
When Xing Zhiying saw the narrow-mindedness in Sanjimar's eyes, she secretly raised her forehead. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Sister, I must live alone. Otherwise, why don't you let me squeeze in with you?"
Sanjimar nodded and said: "It's a success, I'm afraid Uncle Yin and Yang will blame me for not looking at me. Then I would be more unjust than 'selling me'."
Xing Zhiying couldn't help laughing when she heard this, but she was confused and said: "What is more unfair than 'selling me'? Why can't I understand what my sister is saying?"
Sanjimar was obviously startled, tilted his head and said: "Don't you people from the Central Plains have opera singers? I see that my grandmother also collected a lot of books. There is a play called "Selling My Wrongful Love". Sister, haven't you read it?
What?"
Although Xing Zhiying's talents and skills are not as good as those of her late mother, she has been influenced by her since she was a child and later grew up in a famous family. She has indeed read many popular scripts, but she can't think of such a drama as "Selling My Wrong".
", feeling ashamed, I could only shake my head honestly.
Seeing this, Sanjimal said proudly: "Then let me tell my sister. This play is about a girl named 'Sell Me'. Her husband died not long after she got married, and she could only live with her mother-in-law.
"Later, a pair of bad guys came to the house and forced 'Sell Me' and her mother-in-law to marry them."
"'Sell Me' didn't want to marry, so the two bad guys poisoned her mother-in-law, and finally put the blame on her. Originally this was obviously a frame-up, but in the end the dog officer in the play sentenced 'Sell Me' to death
My head, I’m really pissed off.”
Xing Zhiying woke up after listening to a few words. After hearing this, she even couldn't laugh or cry and said: "But when it was time to behead her head, heavy snow suddenly fell in June, which was in response to the girl's curse. Later, her ghost found her
A father who is a high-ranking official has made the injustice clear, isn’t it?”
Sanjimar let out a light sigh, scratched his head and said sheepishly: "It turns out that my sister has seen this play, so why did you lie to me just now and say you didn't?"
Xing Zhiying held her forehead and sighed and said with a smile: "Okay, my sister, you mispronounced those two words. It's not 'sell me', it should be 'Dou E'."
Sanjimar was greatly surprised and said with wide eyes: "Fighting Goose? Those two words don't even look alike. What's more, I only heard that you have fighting cocks, dogs, crickets, flowers and grass fighting in the Central Plains.
Yes, it turns out that geese can also fight?"
Xing Zhiying couldn't help but burst into laughter, and then her branches trembled with laughter. The previous unhappiness disappeared without her noticing.
Seeing Xing Zhiying unable to stop laughing, Sanjimal couldn't help but blush. He muttered to himself: "What's so funny? I haven't only read this book. My grandmother also has a book called "Fifteen Bei"
", there is a bad guy named Mickey Mouse in it, sister, have you seen it?"
Xing Zhiying covered her stomach, panted and said with a smile: "Good sister, that's not "Fifteen Bei", it should be "Fifteen Guan". And that 'Mi Shu' is actually 'Lou A Shu'."
right."
Sanjimal's face turned red and he opened his mouth to show off other "knowledge", but he was afraid of making a fool of himself again. He looked really embarrassed.
Xing Zhiying also knew it well. It seemed that Sanjimar could only recognize half of the words that looked familiar. She was funny and joked: "Fortunately, sister has not read the book of "The Romance of the West Chamber", otherwise why not read it as "Wu"
Did you read the factory slogan?"
Sanjimar knew that there was no room for strong arguments in front of Xing Zhiying, so he could only lower his head obediently, and said coyly: "Okay, I admit that I don't know much about literacy, but what "The Evening Country Season" is about?
what story?"
Xing Zhiying's heart skipped a beat, and she thought to herself, "Oh no," "The Romance of the West Chamber" is a veritable "bastard book." She could just take a peek at it, but how could she tell others about it?
Knowing that she had said something wrong, Xing Zhiying quickly blinked and said: "Sister, don't worry, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely take you to the garden to see it. You will know then."
Sanjimar was overjoyed, clapped her hands and shouted happily: "Sister, you must keep your word. I have never been to the Central Plains before I have grown up. I don't know if I will have a chance in the future."
Xing Zhiying said with a smile: "Why don't you have a chance? My family is in the Sword Master's Hall in Pingliang City. You can find out as soon as you go into the city. If you, sister, get married one day, you will come to see me with your brother-in-law. I will treat you well."