My bamboo horse is a broken sleeve

The wine has already been prepared, could it be that she really has the supernatural ability to anticipate my arrival?Han Yan was puzzled, and the fine lines between his brows outlined threads of doubt, but he was caught by the person in front of him unconsciously.

"Sir, don't worry too much. It's just two glasses of wine. What's there to worry about?"

"Since that's the case, then I won't beat around the bush."

"In Wentian Pavilion, that's how it should be."

Having said that, Han Ye still did not let go of his guard. After all, the woman in front of him is really unusual, and she should not be taken lightly.

"I came here to buy news from the girl."

"Who came to Wentian Pavilion, isn't it for this purpose?" Seeing that Han Yan was standing there and had no intention of taking a seat, she didn't force her, and started to taste the wine leisurely.

"How much, let me make a price, girl."

"It depends on how much the news Mr. wants is worth."

"I want to inquire about someone."

"who?"

"The magistrate of Qiyang Town, Taiping County, Zhang Cailiang."

"Zhang Cailiang?"

"I just need to know where he is now."

After Han Yan's words, there was a long silence.

After a long time, she finally heard her say: "Sir, please go back. I can't sell this news."

"Why?" Even Wentian Pavilion had this kind of reaction, and Han Lu became more and more sure that his judgment was correct. Zhang Cailiang had a problem, and it was not easy for him to suddenly resign from his old age and return home.

"There's no particular reason, but it's because...the news has already been sold to someone else, and this news cannot be sold to anyone else until we get a reply from the customer."

"You mean this deal is impossible?"

"I'm sorry."

……

Han Yan didn't care about being "invited" out. Although this trip did not achieve the original purpose, it was not in vain. At least let him know that there are other people in the same place as him. For a perhaps identical purpose.Whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is unclear.Perhaps it was the same as the past three years, it was the group of people hiding in the dark who kept obstructing him.

……

It was already dusk when we came out of the Bird Feather Tower.It was another day in a flash, and he had almost gone halfway through this Quezhou. If he continued to search, he should be able to find out soon.Thinking of this, Han Yu decided to stay here for one night first, and continue on his way early tomorrow morning.

Behind him is the residence, although he has just been "invited" out, if he is an ordinary guest, there is nothing wrong with it, so he intends to turn around and go back, unexpectedly, he is attracted by a child across the street looked away.

This child looks like three or four years old, from the two braids tied with red strings, it can be seen that it is a girl, curled up next to a small stall selling steamed buns, with a disheveled face, staring at the big white steamed stuffed bun with eyeballs rolling. He stopped licking his little mouth, thinking he was starving.

Seeing this situation, Han Yan couldn't help but glared at the peddler in disgust. Such a poor child was squatting beside him, and he refused to give a bun. This kind of hard-hearted person who seeks money is really disgusting. up.Therefore, Han Yan went to buy his steamed stuffed buns nearby, and instead walked to a sesame seed stall on the other side of the street, bought two sesame seed cakes, and walked back to the little girl.

She is really hungry... Han Yan thought to herself, watching the little girl grab the biscuit with one hand and gobble it up desperately, thinking that children of her age are usually afraid of strangers, but now, she seems to have nothing but biscuits in her eyes. Can't see any more.

For some reason, seeing the little girl eating deliciously, an inexplicable warm current flowed through my heart, which made me unable to bear to disturb her, so I quietly watched her finish eating.Han Ye didn't realize it himself, he had never had such patience.

"Is it tasty?"

Spreading out her dirty little hands, now only the residue of sesame seed cakes remained, the little girl finally realized that the person in front of her had an unfamiliar face, she reacted instinctively out of fear, the little girl curled her lips, sparkling water splashed into her eyes, When I saw it, I cried "wow"...

Han Yan thought that he was about to fall into a predicament of what to do, and was a little flustered. Unexpectedly, the little girl opened her mouth and stopped it by herself, so she didn't cry.

Han Yan doesn't like dealing with people very much, let alone dealing with children, so he was relieved to hear a childish voice at this time——

"Okay... good... and... eat..."

Han Yu was slightly taken aback, but in an instant he understood what this babbling little girl meant.

"Seeing that you are young, I didn't expect that you can eat quite well," Han Yan said with a light smile, and got up and took the little girl's hand, "Let's go."

Han Yan naturally didn't realize that his former self was not a person who would do such a thing at all.

The little girl also seemed to feel Han Yang's kindness, and obediently stretched out her hand to hold Han Yan and let him go.

……

This child didn't even have a full set of teeth, but she was surprisingly able to eat. After walking down the street, her mouth never stopped, and she was not picky about food.

After this round of eating, Han Yan was dumbfounded, touched her stomach, and it was really bulging into a ball.

Han Yi was only distracted for a moment, this little thing took out a malt candy from nowhere and started to lick it...

"Eh~~"

If you don't pay attention, the maltose will fly away...

"Sugar...Sugar..." Seeing the sweetness in her mouth fly away, the little thing became anxious all of a sudden, and quickly waved her little hand, but her head couldn't pass Han's legs, no matter how much she danced and danced, she still couldn't reach it. arrive.

"Sugar...sugar... woo..."

A child's specialty is nothing more than crying, but of course Han Yan absolutely forbids this kind of thing to happen, so he quickly stuffed maltose into the child's mouth...

Taking advantage of her smacking her mouth and having no time to cry, Han Yan began to educate her, "You can't eat like this without restraint, your stomach is only that big, can you pretend it?"

Apparently, the little thing didn't listen to Han's words at all, and was completely immersed in "Little Sweet".

Ignored?Han Yan was taken aback, this was the first time he spoke and was ignored by others...

But without the anger he imagined, he looked calm and came up with a way...

"If you eat any more, your stomach will explode..."

As soon as this remark came out, the little thing was so frightened that he couldn't walk, he stared at the malt candy for a while, reluctant to throw it away and afraid to continue eating.

Little child, she can't understand the reasoning, so she has to rely on coaxing and deceiving, everyone is like this.

Han Yan is a difficult person to get along with, even if it is a child with a pure face, it is natural not to coax him, but he still has a skill... maybe... he practiced it when he was dealing with Xue Yingfeng?

The snow is facing the wind——

These three words seem to have gone with the wind, or buried under the deep snow, or dissipated on the top of the sky...

In the past three years, I always thought of that person's voice and appearance inadvertently.Looking at sweets, you will think of the little fox who will be disgusted by eating sugar; seeing the snow in October, you will think of that beautiful name; Immortal, not like the world...

"all……"

At a glance, it seems to be in a clear and clear sky, and the stars are flickering, lighting up the past.If it weren't for the little thing's sudden babbling and babbling, I'm afraid he would have stopped here and spent the night with the long night.

The corner of the sleeve was tugged for a while, and Han Yan came back to his senses, only to find that the little thing raised his head high and twisted his face, as if he was begging him for something...

"what?"

"One one one……"

"What one?" To Han Ye's ears, the little thing seemed to be shouting "one".

But of course this is not the case.After frowning and listening hard for a long time, Han Yan finally heard the tune...

"One...one...eh...at home...in..."

"Huh? At home?" After a while of guessing, Han Yan suddenly realized, "You mean aunt? You live in your aunt's house? Do you want to go back?"

"Aunt... Aunt... Go back... Go home..." The little thing still raised his head, grasping the corner of Han's sleeve and refusing to let go, with a look of reliance on him, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Han Yan sighed helplessly, the world really is impermanent, never thought that Mr. Han would have a day when he would be helpless, and the other party was still a child.The current self was led away by the nose!Who will believe it?Even Han Yu himself couldn't believe it.He doesn't know how to take care of people, but he doesn't know if he was taking care of people when he was with the fox who was often drunk.

Originally planned to take a rest early today to regenerate energy, unexpectedly encountered such a thing, now it seems that he can't let go, no matter how cold-blooded and ruthless he is, it is impossible to throw this little thing on the street, besides, she has both But I can't go back home, I must have lost my way, or got lost... So, Han Yan is also worried...

"Where do you live, do you know?"

"Home... home... where... there, there..."

Well, it’s useless to ask.Han Yan felt that he had met his opponent, but he never expected that the dignified young master Han would fall into the hands of a little boy one day while he was far away from home.

I was about to give up, and I was going to search from house to house, but at a critical moment, the little thing finally revealed something useful...

"Big...big...lou...behind...behind..."

"Big—the back of the building?" Han Yan struggled to understand what the little thing said, and after a little thought, he decided on the direction.The building that the little thing mentioned should be the Bird Feather Building...

Han Yan led the little thing back and walked back, planning to go around to the back of the Que Yu Tower from a small alley that he passed just now.

At this time, the lights of Wanjia have been turned on, and under the embellishment of hundreds of flower lanterns, the Queyu Tower looks more and more gorgeous, just like the fairy Tingting standing in the city, and like the sun is booming, shedding bright and beautiful light in the dark blue.

When approaching the Bird Feather Tower, a figure flickered between the raised eyes, and a touch of plain color covered the eyes.I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, that person happened to meet Han Yu's eyes, but after just one glance, he was submerged in the colorful lights of Que Yu Tower.

Strange - that figure only left such an inexplicable feeling to Han Yan.Although it was only for a moment, before he could see his face clearly, it gave him a feeling of deja vu...

……

"Go... go... go... go..."

After wasting time for a while, the little thing got anxious and shook Han's arm vigorously, although he couldn't shake it.

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