【Xuanhuang Sancheng】Heshan Bowl

Just before and after the winter solstice, there is a layer of cold air on the pink and white walls, and a white plum blossom obliquely protrudes beside the stone carving with five-character quatrains. The gentleman who blooms in the cold December is really awe-inspiring.

Mo Shiqi picked up the coffee cup, retracted his wandering eyes from a distance, and Yu Xiaoyao sat down with Jun Fengtian.

We haven't seen each other for many years, but the faces of the two of them haven't changed much, you can still see the shadows of when you were young, especially Yu Xiaoyao's eyes, which are naturally light in color and appear lavender and slightly crimson under the light.In the script he published under the pen name of Yong Ye, he portrayed a young girl with begonia red eyes. The teacher with a golden beard sighed more than once: Mo, only a genius can write these wonderful elves.

"Seventeen, I didn't expect you to go out of the country, and you have changed a lot." Yu Xiaoyao stared at the cake served by the waiter for five seconds, then looked at Mo Shiqi, the thin child in memory was already Growing up, wearing a foreign dress, having a fashionable hairstyle, and drinking bitter drinks, the aristocratic demeanor of his gestures is amazing.

"What are you teaching now? The students call you a teacher." Yu Xiaoyao stared at the new fruit ice cream again for a second, Jun Fengtian drank tea silently, and Mo Shiqi smiled politely: "It's teaching Western drama and literature. He added: "Actually, he majored in medicine, this is just a hobby." He pushed the ice cream in front of Yu Xiaoyao and winked at him.

This shows some of the mischievous appearance of the past, just like the tacit understanding of copying homework when the husband finds out and winks at each other.Yu Xiaoyao was not polite, picked up the ice cream cup and dug a big spoonful, the sweetness of the cream went straight to his nose, "It's good to study medicine, if you have a bruise in the future, you can go to the seventeenth doctor."

Mo Shiqi felt that it would be too troublesome to explain to him that he was not majoring in surgery, so he simply nodded and asked about the current situation of the two of them.

After chatting, I found out that they had joined the army, so I couldn't help but frowned, "Although it's a good job, but you are in Nanjing and don't know what's going on outside. I came all the way to see clearly. The fight is very DRASTIC. And some people have moved in. isn't it?"

"But after all, there is no official announcement. It's not easy for us to settle down. In addition, there are some soldiers who quit and run away first." Yu Xiaoyao ate the ice cream cup, licking his mouth, but still couldn't get enough , Mo Shiqi shouted another big cup, and Jun Fengtian reminded, "Don't eat too much ice."

"Pfft." Mo Shiqi put his fingers on his lips with black leather gloves, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked back and forth between them, and raised his eyebrows: "Why are you still like this? Your kids can run all over the place."

Yu Xiaoyao laughed loudly, "Don't talk about us, I've heard from Jinling students that Mr. Mo is not very old, but he is the father of two children."

Mo Shiqi's family is something that the students like to talk about in private.Some said that he spent a night abroad with a blonde beauty and gave birth to two mixed-race children; some said that he was a philanthropist and adopted two orphans; some said that they were relatives of others.In short, a pair of white jade dumplings threw themselves into Professor Mo's arms and called DAD. Everyone saw it. As for the details, it was the private secret of this romantic professor.

"So I have to teach and earn living expenses." Mo Shiqi didn't mention it, Yu Xiaoyao started to attack Little Cake, "We have time to visit Mr. Fei, his melon stall lacks a sign like yours. "

"Ha." Mo Shiqi knew very well the current situation of Mr. Fei, got up and paid the bill, and gave some tips to the waiter, "The rest of the cakes are packed for this gentleman."

"May I have a few more?" Yu Xiaoyao thought that he would go on tour this afternoon, and if he was full now, he would definitely be hungry later.

"Forthysweetloveremeber'dsuchwealthbrings. Of course." Mo Shiqi smiled and said, "By the way, you've learned the Nanjing dialect, and you've mastered the Suzhou dialect, but...Beauty."

In the end, Yu Xiaoyao, who had carried two bags of cakes, was confused and asked Jun Fengtian: "Why does he always like to drag that foreign language now, what is he talking about?"

"Never mind...foreign language..." Jun Fengtian grimaced and strode forward.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Yu Xiaoyao became more and more puzzled, "Fengtian, why are you walking so fast? Look at my pile of things, wait for me! Wait for me!"

"Look at my oranges. Look at the color. These oranges have come all the way to wait for you at this stall. If you don't buy them, you will lose money."

Mr. Fei is holding a big plump citrus, while Xi Yaner sits by the side, adding words from time to time: "Yes, you are so pretty, you will look even better after eating this."

"A catty is very king."

"Okay, how much do you want... um?" Jun Fei raised his head, and Mo Shiqi leaned slightly, and said softly, "We finally met."

Mo Shiqi sat on the fruit stall of Fei Feijun all afternoon, the winter sun was at their hands, and they felt warm even before they approached.When closing the stall, Mr. Fei took Xi Yan'er, patted the dust off his sleeves, and asked, "Would you like to sit at home?"

The appearance of the very gentleman's house is almost ready to be saved. The dilapidated tile-roofed house at the back of the tile-roofed house group is only the standard of a living room and toilet. I am afraid that the inside is still dark, damp and dim.But when Mo Shiqi pushed the door, he was really surprised by the universe inside.The house is warm and tidy as a whole. If you say that the very gentleman will live a life is to praise his ability, then his hidden wealth is to praise his financial resources.

The bed is covered with a brocade quilt of silk and satin, leaning on a blue and white porcelain pillow, and on the side is an embroidered screen of Zhanshu, embroidered with pictures of magpies and flowers in autumn. Mo Shiqi, who was used to seeing Western oil paints, looked extremely poor in his eyes. Looking at the tea set on the shelf for incense, it was really an antique if he didn't know the goods.

"It's not bad." Mo Shiqi concluded.

"You too." Very Jun called Xi Yan'er to sleep, took out the tea set and prepared to make tea, and suddenly remembered that Mo Shiqi was used to drinking coffee and soda, so he simply discarded the cup and picked some peanut shells for him to fill. "Why come back at this time."

The peanuts tasted good, and Mo Shiqi sat on the wooden chair and ate them one by one, "Godfather said that there will always be useful days, plus the situation is not good recently." After a pause, "If you are fine, a word of advice, you can go just go."

Jun Fei stared at him for a long time, raised his lips and sighed, "I still have unsold melons, so I can't leave now. I will watch the limelight."

"Oh." Mo Shiqi was noncommittal, turned to him and said, "I don't want the Yu family's Jun family to be involved, it's best to keep them far away."

"Suddenly caring about them so much is not like this when I was a child."

Mo Shiqi lowered his eyes. If talking about things and people changing over the years, he naturally dare not say that nothing has changed at all.

Back then, when he opened the dilapidated wooden box and took out a book of stories that he grabbed casually, a letter written by Feng Yuxiaoyao fell into the page. If you don't live up to it, get some banknotes.There was only one sentence that left a deep impression on him, urging him to persevere again and again in the lonely night on the other side of the ocean.

——Xiao Shiqi, there are always people in the world who want you to live well, and I hope you live well.

Sitting in the shadow under the lamp, Fei Fei opened his mouth to speak.

Standing behind the screen, Yue Jiaozi silently gestured for silence.

When Yu Xiaoyao stepped into the house, he felt that the atmosphere was not right. Ever since he and Jun Fengtian were transferred to work under Mayor Xiao, they couldn't compare to the past. Although they all said that this has a bright future, he really didn't see where the future lies. .

There were voices in the hall from time to time. Grandpa and father seemed to be greeting people for dinner. My aunt announced from a distance that the young master had returned, and then I heard him calling "Go back to the room quickly", Yu Xiaoyao felt strange, followed by a The weird pronunciation said that the young master of the Yu family must be extraordinary, so there is no reason to tell people to hide in the room.

There were some more whispered conversations, and finally his mother said: "Xiaoyao, come in."

Yu Xiaoyao pushed the door open and entered, carrying the mercury and moonlight of the cold winter night, breaking the deadlock of the banquet.

"Hello." The guest stood up, "My surname is Gong, and I have heard the name of the young master of the Yu family for a long time. When I met you today, you are really handsome."

After the guest who claimed to be surnamed Gong greeted him, he sat down slowly, his eyes swept over all the young and old in the Yu family, and finally landed on the owner of the house, Yu Xiaoyao's father. After finishing the action of returning it, he sighed, "Good tea."

Fu sighed a few times, "The Yu family is a Confucian and elegant merchant, and the most important thing is harmony. This jade, tea, and tobacco are the enjoyment items of Yamato. I also heard that the owner of the family is fond of operas, and you are an elegant object... ...."

Looking up at Yu Xiaoyao, he said in a tone like reciting a haiku: "The firefly glows intermittently, one on and one off for one foot. This young man of the Yu family should also be able to sing and fight, but for operas and prose, singing for people Hearing from heaven and earth is better than singing to people."

The Patriarch of the Yu family turned pale, and smiled apologetically, "Naturally."

After finishing his meal, Mr. Gong chatted for a while, talked about some spices and flowers he usually used, and then he took his leave. Talk in the lobby.

At this time, Yu Xiaoyao discovered that there was an extra baby next to his younger sister Yuxiao, but she was only 12 years old, and she looked very familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, she remembered that this was the child of Yu's next relative. The most intimate.Reminiscent of the recent news that I heard that a smart junior was sent to Nanjing for training, but I didn't expect it to be him. If there are no mistakes, the child's two names are Lijing, which means that one year of Lijing is used to distinguish his ambitions.

Turning back to thinking, the deployment of the Yu family has already been carried out in full swing.

The elders of the Yu family and the head of the family made a decisive decision and decided to dismantle the Yu family into five teams and move in secretly.

Yu Shi, who was originally a local cloth maker, lived in Nanjing for many years. I am afraid that it would be difficult to resolutely abandon all his property and leave, so he voluntarily postponed it.

This is the second time for such an emergency evacuation. After returning to the house, the head of the Yu family was clearing things. He was busy until midnight. Singing in a low voice, it was like a crow crying in this silent night, but it was a painful and suppressed whimper.

Yu Xiaoyao walked into the room, his father was sitting at the table with a calm expression, the whining just now seemed to be a hallucination, he saw that it was Yu Xiaoyao, let him sit down, and stuffed him with a Tang Pozi to warm his hands.

The father and son were silent for a long time, and finally Yu Xiaoyao couldn't help but say, "Father..."

Father Yu went straight to the point, "It's the relocation proposed by the family again, and it will involve many families, big and small. I plan to let us go last. What do you think?"

Yu Xiaoyao nodded, "Of course I have no objection, anyway, I still have to work in the city, and I can take care of you if you stay..."

"Xiaoyao." Patriarch Yu suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him, closed his eyes tightly, was breathing a little bit, and pressed a white mark with his hand on the table.

Standing up suddenly again, with very stern eyes, he told Yu Xiaoyao: "Remember, don't worry about me at the critical moment, protect your mother, sister and brother, and never insult the Yu family or your surname."

"I understand." Yu Xiaoyao nodded, and the head of the Yu family took a long breath, "You are so old, there is nothing more that father can teach you, but there is one thing...you have to pay attention, listen to good words With kindness, even if the future is difficult, never give up easily."

Outside the window, the plum blossoms spit out their pistils, looking like a bucket of frost.

The third batch of members of Dangyu's family has moved out of Nanjing, and it will be the Spring Festival of the coming year.

Mo Shiqi lived alone on New Year's Eve, and there was really no fun to be found, so he simply climbed to the roof to drink, and the fireworks not far away exploded in the sky, illuminating the rows of tile-roofed houses, and the fleeting light Give him the urge to write poetry.

But before the poem was finished, Jun Fei climbed up, and Xi Yaner's determined vigil finally became empty talk under Zhou Gong's kind invitation.Very Jun dragged Yuejiaozi, whom no one could see, and sat side by side with Shi Qi. He had just drunk half of the wine, and Yu Xiaoyao climbed up again, saying that the rest of the family had already shared all the delicious food. If you are hungry, you can only come here for food.

But Jun Fengtian came late, he was very busy recently, and he didn't know who he had listened to. The Jun family ran to Chongqing, and Jun Fengtian decided to stay at the end, but his family definitely refused. Sending off his lobbyists.

Fireworks followed one another, and the lit tiles looked like dazzling fish scales under the colorful light. They drank a lot of wine, talked a lot about the past, and also talked about the elusive future, but in the end they all lay on the ridge of the roof , looking up at the vast night sky.

The water of the Qinhuai River flows quietly, and Wu Nong's soft words are faintly heard from the bank. Although it is not as bright as in previous years, it can still soothe people's hearts.

They came from the north and fell in love with this city without knowing it.

Is this place of peace of mind my hometown?Or more, memories and years.

Mo Shiqi suddenly spoke up and said, make a wish.

What is that... Yu Xiaoyao took a sip of wine, Jun Fengtian took the jug and didn't drink it, just held it in his hand.

Very Jun answered, what kind of wish is it for birthdays or festivals?He has recently fallen in love with bitter drinks, and he is gradually able to keep up with Mo Shiqi's thinking.Yuejiaozi sat on the side with his knees hugged, staring straight into the distance, feeling rare and quiet.

Wish...Yu Xiaoyao sat up abruptly, made trumpet-like hands, and yelled at the city under the fireworks: Nanjing—hold on!Nanjing!You are so good——!

That night, like children who hadn't grown up, they yelled frantically at this prosperous and lonely ancient capital of the Six Dynasties from the high roof:

Nanjing - hold on!

Nanjing - how nice you are -!

----to be continued----

Note (Plot Analysis):

*Forthysweetloveremeber'dsuchwealthbrings. Siqing's beloved, there is unlimited wealth in my heart (sonnet) It seems that there is nothing wrong with paying for Yu Xiaoyao? ?

*The dialogue between Diming and Feijun: Anyway, it is the meeting of Xuanzun's students, and here Xuanzun is not the villain black

* Yujia: Gong’s three-turn tea bowl, light tasting, slow drinking, return, flower arrangement, haiku, the characteristics are obvious.

*Liu Ying intermittent light sentence: the last is "how lonely".Don’t blame the misinterpretation in connection with the environment. On the surface, it is natural to say that Yu Xiaoyao entered the moon and has a good posture; inside, one is that you don’t let us give you only one son left in your family, how lonely he is; Like a firefly, let's figure it out.

*About relocation: about 46.8 to 56.8 people after relocation, "those who have the conditions but are unwilling to leave, those who are nostalgic for their homeland, who follow orders, or those who have a certain degree of personal safety out of morality, most of them are Going nowhere, the last swinging common man.” (quote reference)