I don't know where Qin Huansheng bought the veil.
The skylark is already thin and small, so wearing it like this makes his hands and feet even more slender, and his face is covered by white gauze, so others can't see his face, only a glimpse of a pair of eyes in the hazy, the whole person adds a sense of tranquility and tranquility temperament.
At first glance, I thought it was a little girl who didn't leave the cabinet and secretly came out to play without telling her parents.
Along the way, Yunque closely followed Qin Huansheng, as if he had never seen the world before, exclaiming in amazement. Qin Huansheng noticed that he had been staring at the sugar gourd opposite, stopped and asked, "Do you want to eat it, I'll go buy a bunch."
Yunque shook his head and said, "If you don't eat, you can't eat it if you're full. Yeah."
This duplicity is not a day or two. Qin Huansheng directly handed the boss two pennies, took off the biggest and reddest string on the stick, and said, "Eat."
Skylark stretched out his hand to take it, and whispered "Thank you".
The candied haws are coated in layers of syrup and gleam golden in the sun. Skylark watched for a while, then opened his mouth and bit down.
"It's sour!"
His little face wrinkled suddenly, staring at the candied haws in disbelief, his two front teeth were sour.
The boss was not happy when he heard it, and shouted loudly: "How can it be sour! My candied gourd is wrapped in high-quality maltose, and the hawthorn is the sweetest and freshest. You are not used to eating it yourself!"
Skylark frowned, Staring at the candied haws that he had bitten into, he felt entangled and would not take a second bite for a long time.
"Is it sour?"
Qin Huansheng suddenly took the candied haws from his hand, bit down the half-eaten hawthorn, and slowly chewed it.
Skylark froze in place, his expression blank for a moment.
After a while, Qin Huansheng said to the boss, "It's really sour, you can wrap it in more sugar." Then he turned his head and asked Yunque, "Can you still eat it?"
The lark shook his head dully.
Qin Huansheng said very naturally: "Since I can't eat it, the rest will belong to me."
Yunque looked dull: "Ah?"
Qin Huansheng said again: "Wasting is a bad habit. Or can you finish it?"
Yunque shook her head again and again and said. "No, I won't eat it."
After saying that, he lowered his head, pretending that he didn't see Qin Huansheng eat half of his leftover candied haws. He jumped up like a little rabbit in his heart.
Next to the sugar gourd shop is an old woman selling hairpins, covering her mouth and smiling: "This lady, your husband really loves you."
Yunque's face was a little hot, and he hurriedly waved his hand, saying: "You misunderstood, he It's not my husband." The
old woman asked in surprise: "It's not the husband?"
Yunque gave Qin Huansheng a guilty conscience and said, "No." The
old woman looked at him and Qin Huansheng back and forth, and asked, "Then you are... "
He's me..." Skylark stammered, "Yes, it's my brother."
Qin Huansheng raised his eyebrows slightly, neither admitting nor denying it.
"It turned out to be my elder brother." The old woman smiled, and then said to Qin Huansheng, "Young master should buy a hairpin for Lingmei. Look at how beautiful my hairpin is, it is suitable for a lovely girl like Lingmei."
Yunque was anxious when she heard it . , "I'm not a woman... oops!"
Qin Huansheng pulled him behind him, squeezed his palm gently, and asked, "Do you have a recommendation?" As soon as
the old woman looked at the business, her face He smiled even more, and immediately introduced all kinds of hairpins enthusiastically - from gold to silver, from bamboo to wood, from stone to jade, with many styles to dazzling. Qin Huansheng looked back at the skylark, and picked out a few that were suitable for him.
Skylark tugged at the corner of his clothes and whispered, "Why are you buying so much!"
Qin Huansheng turned his head and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "It's not easy for the old man to be old, I just take care of her business."
Yunque let go of her hand and suddenly said "oh", thinking that Qin Huansheng is really a good person .
After buying the hairpins, the two strolled from the east of the village to the west of the village. Before they knew it, the day had gone down and the lights of thousands of houses were lit up.
They paced to the riverside, the evening wind blew slowly, dozens of red lanterns along the bank swayed gently, and the bright and extinguished fire was like a long river winding away, connecting with the vast sky.
The stars are falling, the moon is hanging high. In this situation, Yunque couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful..."
There are still several painting boats in the river, Qin Huansheng pointed to one of them and asked him, "Would you like to take a boat?"
Yunque nodded. He is curious about everything now, and wants to try everything he sees.
Qin Huansheng made a gesture to the boatman in the distance, and the boat came swaying.
These boatmen only make money during festivals, and every time they swim on the river, they will try their best to carry as many guests as possible.
After waiting for half an hour, the boat was full of people, including men and women, about fifteen or sixteen people.
Xu was to add to the fun. When the boat swam to the middle of the river, the two women who were traveling with them sang an unknown song.
Skylark is very sensitive to the rhythm of the sound. He listened quietly for a while, then leaned into Qin Huansheng's ear and asked in a low voice, "Brother Qin, how about I dance for you?"
They sat in the last row, the last one. There is an open space from the platoon to the stern, and there are some odds and ends. Without waiting for Qin Huansheng to express his position, Yunque got up and walked to the back, moving all the clutter aside.
The women's singing was mellow and sweet, and the lark danced to their rhythm.
At first, he couldn't let go, but later he realized that Qin Huansheng couldn't see his face, so he gradually twisted his waist boldly.
Through a layer of veil, Qin Huansheng couldn't really see his face, but he could clearly see the body under the veil, the thin arms and thin waist, twisting and twisting with the rhythm, raising his hand. In an instant, a small half will be revealed inadvertently, and it seems that it can be held with one hand.
It happened that the two women sang, "The lotus flower is five inches beautiful, but it covers the beautiful waist." Qin Huansheng's throat tightened, and he couldn't help but suffocate.
The guests in the first few rows turned around and looked at Lark curiously. Qin Huansheng glanced over them, and suddenly said, "Lark." The
skylark was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter?"
Qin Huansheng said, "Stop jumping."
Skylark said: "Ah? Why?"
Qin Huansheng did not explain, just repeated Said: "Stop jumping, sit next to me."
Skylark stopped and asked, "Is it bad for me to jump?"
"It's good." Qin Huansheng said without changing his expression, "It's just that the boat is too swaying, so standing It's easy to fall."
That's it.
Skylark sat back obediently, and his cheeks slowly floated a little warm.
After landing, a young man on the same boat stopped him and said while swinging his fan, "A dance on a boat, like a flying phoenix, like a phoenix, like a frightened phoenix, like a flying dragon."
Yunque leaned on Qin Huansheng's side.
The young man continued: "Dare to ask the girl's name, does she live in the east or west of the village?"
Yunque opened her mouth to say "I'm a man", but Qin Huansheng snatched it first.
"My sister is young, so it's inconvenient to disclose it. I hope Xiongtai will forgive me." Qin Huansheng gently refused for him.
The man threw his hands away in disappointment.
Yunque blinked, feeling that something was not right, she was led away by Qin Huansheng without thinking about it.
In fact, the night is the busiest time of the day. The streets and alleys are densely packed with people. Especially in the upper reaches of the river, many girls gather together to admire the lanterns floating in the river.
You can write on the lanterns, most of them are shameful poems written by them.
Yunque also wanted to write, but he was embarrassed to let Qin Huansheng see it, so he made an excuse of "urinating urgently, needing to go to the toilet", quietly mixed in with the group of women, and got a lantern as he wished.
When he actually started writing, he didn't know what to write.
Skylark tried hard to recall the poems and songs he had learned, and after racking his brains, he summed up his thoughts into two concise sentences.
——"May your heart be like mine."
——"If you stay with me every morning and night, you will never fail."
Qin Huansheng waited for him by leaning on a pillar by the river, and Yunque looked at him from a distance and finished writing.
He held the lantern in both hands, learned to read it silently from the person next to him, and then carefully put it into the river.
Accompanied by the flickering light in the lamp, two lines of delicate small characters are looming, carrying the thoughts that the owner dare not say, and drifting far into the distance.
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