Chapter 32: Peach leaf

Chen Pingan picked up the water and returned to the courtyard of Liu Yuyang’s house. He poured it into the water tank of the stove and then ran to the door of the room and shouted:
Liu Yuyang, I use the oil and salt of your house, and I want to supplement the soup of Ning girl. Body, can you?"
After Liu Xiaoyang, who was asleep and awake, was awakened, he yelled: "The surname is Chen! You are bothered, I have just dreamed that Qiugui smiled at me! Lose me a child!"
Chen Pingan shook his head and remembered something. He apologized: "I just met the child in the lock of the lock, but I was beaten by the horse, forgetting to help you. I will go to Ning later. When the girl sends the fish soup, I promise to bring it to you."
Liu Yuyang squid squid, quickly put on clothes, ran to the threshold outside the main lobby, looked at the busy thin figure in the stove, sneered: "Wait, I will send fish soup with you, right, Today, isn’t I wearing the big red pomegranate dress? Or is it a light green one? Hey, when I look back at two hundred pennies, I can buy the one hundred more dragon powder boxes. I know she is interested. It has been a long time, and I am reluctant to buy it. I blame the Song salary for that stinky and sour, it is stingy, I dress like a cat and a dog at Fulu Street. Poorly, I don’t have a few new clothes in the end of the year. I am a young master. She is guaranteed to let her see the Chinese monk and buy it. It is more expensive than Miss Qian’s daughter, and she is the Miss Wanjin!"
Chen Pingan did not pay attention to Liu Yuyang’s idiot dreaming. He really didn’t understand why Liu Yuyang liked Qiugui. Of course, she did not look down on her origin as a Song salary niece. She did not think that Qiugui was not good-looking, but she always felt that she and Liu Yuyang How to look is not like having a marriage.
Chen Pingan curiously asked: "How do you call her childish, don't call Wang Zhu?"
Liu Yuyang grinned and said: "I don't know how to write the words "Jiao Gui", I don't care."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "You are more useful than me. Compared with Song, the salary is not my fault."
Liu Yuyang smiled and said: "The guy is not the same as you are. For example, who has called him in his life? '爹' '娘' is not? No, this is not as good as your peace? It is no wonder that Gu Yu, his mother, There are also the mother-in-law of those mother-in-law who are poisoned by the mouth of the mother-in-law. The guy who has paid for it in Song Dynasty is not a clear-cut person. Otherwise, it’s not to live in the bureaucracy, but to go to your mud bottle lane. Days? This guy dared to still like the dog's eyes to see people low, so it should be poured out of dirty water, wilderness."
Chen Pingan stood up and walked to the entrance of the stove. "Liu Yuyang, although I and Song are not friends at all, but you say people..."
Liu Yuyang hurriedly raised his hands and resolutely refused to let Chen Pingan continue to sneak down. He said: "I don't say it, OK? Chen Ping, you ruin the bad temper, who is it? My grandfather can say, you are a mother. They are very good at talking, especially your mother, talking softly, and like to laugh, the temper is so good that there is nothing to say, my grandfather also said that the early years of the mother-in-law, almost all the people around the lane, only Seeing your mother, not only do not pick the thorns, but also some smiles."
Chen Pingan laughed and closed his mouth.
Liu Yuyang waved and rushed, "Hurry to give your little wife a stew."
Chen Pingan rolled his eyes. "Is there a skill to say in front of Ning girl?"
Liu Yuyang smiled and said: "You are stupid, I am not stupid."
Soon after, Chen Pingan took out a small clay pot, and the two locked the door of the house and walked to Mud Lane. When I arrived at the door of Chen Pingyuan, I saw that he was knocking at the door there. Liu Yuyang knew that this guy had left the door key to the black girl. Liu Yuyang felt that this guy was really helpless.
The black girl didn't wear a hat when she was at home. When she opened the door, she showed a clear and refreshing face. Liu Xinyang was afraid of this unspoken girl. The tall boy didn't even know the reason. He said that the temper is cold, next door. There is nothing more than that, Liu Yuyang has the courage to die on his face. If the girl in black is hanging over the sword, it is not right. Liu Yuyang’s sorrowful child on Fulu Street, even if he is chasing several times, like a funeral dog, but a teenager In fact, the heart has never been seen from beginning to end.
But he is a little afraid of the foreigner who is named Ning Yao.
The black girl sat at the table and opened the jar. She smelled the scent and picked up the narrow eyes. She nodded softly: "Thank you."
Chen Ping’s observations are meticulous, knowing that this should be the meaning of a cold girl who is in a good mood.
Chen Pingan first helped her cook a pot of porridge, let her pay attention to the heat, and then said to Liu Yuyang: "You wait for the child to go out? I have to send a letter."
Liu Yuyang is sitting on the threshold, erecting his ears to listen to the movements there, lest he be heard by a little bit of the fight of the gods, the tall boy who is in a bad mood is impatient: "You are busy with you!"
When Chen Ping left the yard and was about to run to the intersection of Mushui Lane, he suddenly noticed that the front line of sight was dim and looked up. It turned out to be a tall man wearing a white robe. He took one hand and put it in the abdomen. On the white jade belt, look into the distance.
Probably realizing that he was blocking the way to the narrow alley, the man smiled and took the initiative to give way to Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan was puzzled and stepped away from the mud bottle lane. Looking back, the man had slowly walked into the mud bottle lane.
Even if it was a glimpse of a glimpse, Chen Pingan also saw the spotless snow white robe. The chest and the back were embroidered with two faint gold silks. They were faintly composed and formed two patterns, as if there were living creatures wandering around. The mountains are foggy and sea, it is wonderful. Chen Pingan no longer ponders, only when he is a foreigner like Minnan Hua, he has to come to Muping Lane to find a chance. On the day after walking with the old banyan tree with Mr. Qi, the sandals and teenagers are not too worried. I always feel that as long as Mr. Qi is in the town, he will retreat 10,000 steps and say that even if something really happens, he can ask for one. justice.
When Chen Pingan ran through the Xinghua Alley, I saw the girl in Tsing Yi who was met last night. She was still sitting in a shop on the other side, with a chopstick in one hand, erected on the table, gently tapping, the whole piece was slightly childish and tender. The round face is fascinating, and her eyes are full of cockroaches cooked in the hot pot over there. She did not notice Chen Ping, who was five or six steps away.
For the Tsing Yi girl, the food is currently eaten, and the sky will have to eat and run again!
Chen Pingan sincerely admired the strange girl, did not bother her, smiled and continued to run to the east of the town.
Some people and things, even the roadside scenery, but with a glance, it still makes people feel very good.
When Chen Pingan came to the fence gate in the east, the man stood on the tree stump and picked up his heels to look east. It seemed to be waiting for important people.
Chen Pingan used to listen to the old man in the old Banyan tree. When he talked about the first time the incumbent official made his way into the town, there was a big squad, and the four generations of the ancestors of the ten family were almost out of the nest. In the east side of the city, the "driver" was only waiting for a few hours under the big sun. The last official office manager rushed to the east gate, saying that the superintendent was waking up in the backyard of the squatting department and let everyone go directly. The meeting of the Department of Health was to give the wealthy lords a phoenix to the world, but it was said that after entering the gates of the Department, no one would dare to put a fart, a grandson who laughed like a man.
Chen Ping has always wondered how the old people said that they saw it with their own eyes. Every time they talked about the gossip of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, it was more true than true. For example, Lu Jia Erjun’s grandmother and nursing home When the coaching head became a good one, when the people broke through the door, even the two grandmothers panicked, how to clean up the clothes to cover a large number of details of the chest, but also said that it is not bad, the storyteller is like that The school teaches himself.
Liu Yuyang listened to his throat every time. Song’s salary went occasionally. He wouldn’t take the childish guild. He laughed a little more than Liu Yuyang, but when he sneaked up with everyone, he was extraordinarily harder than reading the sage book twice in the morning and evening. Still louder.
Chen Pingan was next to the tree block and patiently waited for the town gatekeeper.
The man smashed the sentence mother, jumped off the tree stump, and saw the sandals and teenagers, did not speak, went to the yellow mud huts and took a letter, six books, only gave five one-piece copper coins.
Chen Ping turned over the address of the letter and did not say anything because there were two letters that were next door to Fu Lu Street. Chen Pingan was not willing to take advantage of this. Of course, if the man was born with a good heart, he would give six pennies at first. Chen Pingan will never push the money out.
After Chen Ping thought about the order of sending the letter, he asked casually: "Wait?"
The man squinted at the spacious avenue to the east and said, "Let's wait for the uncle!"
Chen Ping did not want to stay as a punching bag and hurry to run.
Hanzi smiled and said: "Hey, it’s still a bit of eyesight."
The man looked at the sky and the thunder had never been there. It was originally like a low-pitched cloud that had almost pressed to the eaves, and it had gradually dispersed.
The man sat on the tree stump and sighed: "The gods fight, the mortal suffers."

Six letters, Lu Li Zhao Song's four surnames on the side of Fulu Street, each with one, and two in Taoye Lane, one of which is very coincidental, or the previous book of the old man, and even more so, the door is open. The person receiving the letter is still the old man. After seeing Chen Ping, the old man recognized the sandals and teenagers and joked: "Children, really don't come in and drink?"
Chen Pingyi smiled and shook his head.
The old man did not feel surprised. He just took out a piece of copper coins from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Pingan. He smiled and explained: "There is a good thing at home today. This is a good thing. If you have a share, you have a good fortune, not much, just ten. A few pennies, so you can take it with confidence."
Chen Pingan took over the copper money and smiled: "Thank you Grandpa Wei!"
The old man nodded and suddenly said: "Children, recently, when you are fine, you can often sit under the banyan tree, see the leaves on the ground, lychee or something, take it home and put it, can prevent ants Worm, how good, you don't have to spend money."
Chen Pingan was under the steps and thanked the old man.
The old man smiled and said, "Go and go. The year is in spring, and the young people are more active. It is definitely a good thing."
The teenager ran away from Taoye Lane on the street of Qingshiban.
The old man stood at the door for a long time and looked at the peach trees on both sides. A young man with a graceful body came to the side of the old man. He said: "The ancestors, what are you looking at? The outside is cold, don't freeze."
I have been serving the old man for some years. I know that my ancestors were the heart of the Buddha. The girl is respectful to the old man. She smiles blankly and asks: "The ancestors, isn’t it the girl I met when I was young? The girl was then Just standing under the peach tree?"
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Peach bud, you are the same as the delivery boy. It is also a ‘hearted person’.

I won praise and smiled.
The old man suddenly smiled: "There are two distant relatives who are going to visit the house in the past two days. When the peach sprouts, you will follow the children at home and leave the town together."
He blinked, his eyes were red, and he cried: "The ancestors, I don't want to leave here."
The old man who has always spoken very well waved his hand. "I will look at the scenery of the alley again. You will go back first, peach buds, obedient, otherwise I will be angry."
I have to leave and go, step by step.
The peach leaves in Taoye Lane are full of no peach blossoms.
The old man gently exhaled a sigh of gas, crossed the threshold, walked down the steps, walked to the nearest peach tree, and stood under the tree. The old man said sadly: "Peach 夭夭, burning his heart. Really never see again. reached."
The old man looked back at his house and whispered: "The town is blessed with nature, and it is not the same. It was originally changed by the saints and enjoyed the whole three thousand years of air transport. Those who have gone out of town for generations are mostly in the entire Dongbaodianzhou. Open branches and leaves, but how savvy God is, so it is time to settle accounts after the fall, and collect the rewards with you. You, these children, do not hurry to leave here, do you follow us, the old and broken old porcelain, waiting to die? I know, the size of the death, thousands of people in our town, this death is a big death, and even life is gone."
"So, now, when God is still blinding one eye, one person can be one more person."
The old man stretched out his dry palm and held the peach branch. "There are people who have a heart, and hope that it will be true."
I don't know when, the grandmother of the young boy Zhao Zhao, the old man with a cane, has approached this side. "The old man who is going to get into the soil is still so naive. If the old lady is applying rouge, it is especially ugly. The disaster is that your heart can change the slightest?"
The old man’s eyes were awkward, and he looked at the equally old-fashioned old man, and he said inexplicably,
You are here.

The old man first glimpsed, then immediately became angry and angered, and hit a crutches. "The old thief is a thief, a lot of age, and dare to spend it?!"
The crutches fell on the rain, and the old man had to flee, but he laughed.
The old man stood under the peach tree, and he was still annoyed. He regretted that he should not be soft, and the ghost made him go to the Taoye Lane.
Finally, the old man looked up and looked at the peach leaves that had sprouted.
The old man stepped back to Fulu Street step by step, and the cane was ringing again and again on the bluestone board.
A peaceful town of a prosperous millennium, never thought of the last, all the poor people who have not come to the afterlife.
Is there really no life?

The stream is getting shallower, the well water is getting colder, the old man is older, the iron lock is rusty, and the big cloud is drooping.
This year, peach leaves can't see peach blossoms.