Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 198: One big and one small on New Year’s Eve
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After the new year, it’s not far from the real New Year’s Eve. Ye Shengge has no feelings about the New Year. When he was in Shenxie Mountain before, this Taoist species may be in retreat even on New Year’s Eve. , No one cares about this kind of thing, as for Li Fuyao, a guy who doesn't have a family, he has no idea about the New Year.
On the night of New Year’s Eve, Li Xiaoxue’s family in the house next door personally invited Ye Shengge and Li Fuyao to have a New Year’s Eve dinner by Li Xiaoxue’s mother, saying that it was Miss Ye who took the little girl and didn’t know how much they had eaten. Breakfast, this is a big Chinese New Year, they are two people, and it is too deserted.
Li Fuyao didn't want to step into the house again, but after Ye Shengge readily agreed, Li Xiaoxue pulled Li Fuyao's sleeves again, insisting on letting him pass.
In the end, there was really no way, Li Fuyao walked into the house again.
After many years, I saw the middle-aged man in that house again, his face had not changed much. Li Fuyao, dressed in a blue shirt, looked calm and did not drink alcohol during the New Year’s Eve dinner, probably because Li Fuyao didn’t want to drink. The middle-aged man found it boring to drink alone, so after only half an hour, Li Fuyao got up after eating, did not leave the small courtyard, just sat under the eaves and looked up at the snow falling from the sky.
Ye Shengge eats slowly and talks a lot with the woman. With the addition of Li Xiaoxue, there are three people, and there is a lot of time lost on that table.
The middle-aged man in a thick winter coat brought a pot of charcoal and placed it in front of Li Fuyao. He was sitting next to Li Fuyao with his hands on the brazier to warm himself.
Li Fuyao did not speak.
It was the middle-aged man who had the same surname as him and said with a smile: "Don’t you feel a little uncomfortable that the son lives in the house that Miss Ye rented?"
Li Fuyao calmly said, "The children of the rivers and lakes, they don't care so much."
The middle-aged man nodded, "It’s just that Miss Ye can’t tell that she is the kind of woman who walks in the rivers and lakes, but she thinks of the kind of big lady, plus the shot is so generous, even if she wants to Walking on the rivers and lakes, family background will not be too bad."
Li Fuyao thought for a while, and finally just nodded.
"The son is not like the kind of young hero who walks the rivers and lakes."
The middle-aged man rubs his hands and smiles unabated.
Li Fuyao frowned and asked: "Where is it not like?"
The middle-aged man said of course: "Where are the heroes who go out and don't drink."
Li Fuyao squeezed the corners of his clothes and stretched out a hand to bake. "I also drank when I left the teacher’s door at first, but then I encountered some things and thought about it for myself. No good."
The middle-aged man nodded and smiled: "This is the truth, but there are still not many that can be heard."
Li Fuyao didn't care, he just rubbed his cheeks, and then lost his senses.
The middle-aged man picked up the iron tongs next to him and drew out the brazier, and then said softly: "In fact, he is like the son of his age. He has already gone out and wandered around. In fact, there are not many people. The son should not be able to win. Right?"
And Guanyi said that whether it is Dazhou or Yanling, it is actually the same. He was only twenty years old. Li Fuyao was only sixteen when he left Baiyu Town. Now three years later, he is only nineteen. Years old, distance and crown, still a year away.
The ceremony and the crown ceremony are considered to be a relatively important day for ordinary people, but it is not so important for the monks on the mountain who have a life span of hundreds of thousands.
But Li Fuyao still said softly, "It's nineteen this year."
The middle-aged man who was digging out the brazier shook his hand, but he quickly returned to normal, then retracted the fire tongs and sighed.
Li Fuyao looked at this man whose temples were a little pale with the light of the fire, with a complicated expression.
In those years, when this man came back from the outside every day, he would bring some gadgets, either a rattle, a small copper ring, or a bunch of candied gourds. Compared with the woman in the house, this The man who has read for many years has a better temper. What's more, this man always seems to have a few pieces of candy hidden in his arms, waiting for him to bounce back to the small courtyard in front of the house, the woman People must be reprimanded loudly, but this man will always take out a clean cloth to clean his face that was made by playing outside this day, and then when he smiled and stretched out his hand, he smiled gently from his arms. Take out two pieces of candy.
One piece is for him, and one piece is for the woman.
As for himself, he never eats candy.
Then the woman would definitely tell him aloud that eating those sugars would break his teeth, and would not pick up the sugar, and finally let a person have two candies to listen to the man's story happily.
In those years, Li Fuyao was able to live by storytelling in Baiyu Town. Apart from the cheeky ability to go to those storytellers for advice, he could really survive by relying on what he heard from this man. story.
Actually, this man was really the storyteller in the large restaurant in Luoyang City before he started business. He saved a lot of money by relying on the storyteller and started other businesses. Now this family business , It probably depends on him to earn little by little.
In fact, even Li Fuyao at that time was thinking, why can this man endure the woman's temper?
It's just that I haven't thought about it for too long.
Sitting under the eaves for a long time, the middle-aged man said at the end, after thinking about it, he said: "Say something that has nothing to do with the son, my kid, if he is still alive, he should be his age."
Li Fuyao turned his head and looked at him.
The middle-aged man put a few pieces of charcoal into the brazier, and said gently, "My boy, when he first named him before, the wife said that it’s okay to deal with the name, if it’s not for me. I didn’t want to. I gave him the word "Fuyao". He might think that his name is unpleasant even if he is alive. Why is it called "Fuyao"? The story is a story I heard when I was young. This kind of fish, called Kun, is very big and it is the largest fish in the North Sea. Of course, I don’t know if it is true. The story says that when one day, when the Kun is big enough, it will turn into a bird. , Fluttered from the North Sea, and became a Peng. Even if he became a bird, it was actually the biggest bird in the world. This story is over here. I think the implication is really good, but I can’t name the kid Kunpeng. Well, that’s not good. Later I heard a poem in Luoyang City. I don’t know who or which scholar wrote it. Anyway, it’s just about this story. In fact, who wrote it differently? We don’t have much in Yanling, but the most. He is a scholar. There is a line in the poem that goes up to 90,000 li, and I am very fond of it, so I set the two words Fuyao, so when I named the boy later, I used these two words. Li Fuyao Li Fuyao, son What do you think?"
Li Fuyao nodded, "The name is good, but how did the Li Gongzi die?"
The middle-aged man shook his head, "Dead? I didn't say that kid died?"
Li Fuyao's heart tightened.
The middle-aged man immediately said: "It's just that the family has suffered and was sent away, but it is difficult for a child to survive after being sent away."
Li Fuyao asked casually: "What has happened to send his own son away?"
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "It is easy and easy to live in Luoyang City, and it is not easy to say that it is not easy. The kid encountered something before, I don’t know if he should be lucky or not. Well, if it weren't for that incident, even if this kid is not promising, he can probably grow up carefree."
Li Fuyao remained silent, did not continue to ask, just pinched the corner of his clothes and looked at the brazier in front of him.
The middle-aged man sighed, "Anyway, I am sorry for him."
Li Fuyao suddenly asked: "If you are asked to choose again, how do you choose?"
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and just about to speak, there was a loud noise in the distant night.
Sounds one after another.
It turned out that it was past the child time, and every household was lighting firecrackers.
Farewell to the old and welcome the new.
The sound of firecrackers keeps coming and going.
Colorful fireworks appeared in the sky.
The little girl Li Xiaoxue ran out of the house and ignored the heavy snow in the yard. She stood in the yard and looked up, looking at the colorful fireworks, her little face was full of expectation.
The middle-aged man shook his head, picked up an oiled paper umbrella beside him, went to the yard to support his daughter, and stood beside the little girl. The middle-aged man quickly picked up the little girl and raised his head together. Look to the sky.
Ye Shengge walked out of the house and stood beside Li Fuyao.
The woman has never been interested in such things, so she did not go out.
Ye Shengge asked in a very low voice: "Li Fuyao, what have you been talking about?"
The sound was not loud, and it was strictly blocked by the sound of firecrackers, so it did not spread out for the second person to hear.
Li Fuyao stood under the eaves and shook his head, "What else can I say, but just useless words."
Ye Sheng smiled without speaking.
Li Fuyao looked at the fireworks outside and didn't intend to speak.
Ye Shengge suddenly said: "Li Fuyao, the little girl told me before that they never set off fireworks at home. She doesn't know why, do you know?"
Li Fuyao was startled, frowning slightly.
Ye Shengge smiled and said: "It seems it is because of you."
Li Fuyao smiled and said.
Nowadays, the reason why the little girl doesn’t show fireworks at home, he doesn’t know, but long ago, the reason why the fireworks didn’t show in this house with a little boy was because the kid named Li Fuyao couldn’t smell it. Used to the smell of gunpowder from fireworks.
So in those years, there was never fireworks in this house on New Year's Eve.
As for now, it may actually be because of this.
As always.
Li Fuyao has some smiles on his face.
But not much, and very light.