Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 205: Clean porridge and side dishes

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Before the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Luoyang City is actually rarely quiet for a period of time. Whether it is the high-ranking officials or the common people who are busy all year round, during this period of time , All quieted down, it seemed that it was a year, and only such a short period of time was the time for everyone to rest.

Ye Shengge is very leisurely these days. Except for having to sleep every afternoon, during the rest of the day, this Taoist from Shenxue Mountain sits with Li Xiaoxue’s mother, the woman in the house next door. Under the eaves, watching the heavy snow, holding the insoles.

I’m afraid all the monks in the world can’t believe that Ye Shengge, who is almost the first person among the young generation, will learn from a middle-aged woman in a small alley in Luoyang City. With the insole, and it seems that Ye Shengge learns very quickly, even Li Fuyao sitting in the yard next door can hear the woman's praise.

Cheng Yusheng has been here several times these days, and they are all looking for Ye Shengge, but Ye Shengge, who has put his heart on the insole, actually ignores him. This makes Cheng Yusheng talk to Li Xiaoxue every time he comes. Two people, one large and one small, often sit on the threshold, eating the fried sunflower seeds, all boring.

As for Li Fuyao, most of the time these days is still not in Ye Shengge’s yard, occasionally even if nothing happens, he will not run into the house here, just sit quietly under the eaves to raise the sword. .

It’s just that these days that Xiaoxue gets more and more excited, every time he is taken out, the tip of the sword points to the house next door, and even makes waves of swords. In fact, Li Fuyao knows one thing anyway, that is Li Xiaoxue. Not only has the talent for practicing swords, but it's not low.

Even so, Li Fuyao still did nothing.

When he was bored, he rubbed his cheeks, thinking about rubbing away all the worries.

He thinks he should live simpler.

But now it's very complicated. He doesn't know if this world is too complicated or something else is complicated.

Before Ye Shengge went next door today, he actually had a conversation with Li Fuyao. This Taoist Shenxieshan was standing under the eaves, pointing at the heavy snow outside the house, and asked: "Li Fuyao, are you tired?"

Li Fuyao stood beside her at the time, was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

Then Ye Shengge said something that made Li Fuyao deeply touched. In fact, the general content still can’t escape the heart of conformity. For example, if the handle Xiaoxue wants to be held by Li Xiaoxue, why don’t you let it go? ? For example, someone wants to tell a couple that he is their son who has lost more than ten years, so why not say it?

For these words, Li Fuyao didn't say anything. In the end, he just sat under the eaves, rubbing his cheeks.

After Ye Shengge went to the house next door, Li Fuyao thought about going out. There was a middle-aged man at the courtyard gate holding an umbrella. The smiling man said he was too idle and wanted to talk to Li Fuyao. Have a chat.

Li Fuyao moved to the house and brought a bench, then after thinking about it, he also brought a pot of charcoal and placed it under the eaves. Li Fuyao sat on the bamboo chair, and the man sat on the bench.

The man took out a few sweet potatoes from his arms and placed them next to the fire. Then he smiled and said, "Roasted sweet potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, just eat at this time. It's meaningless to eat roasted sweet potatoes at any other time. Of."

Li Fuyao was silent.

Just squeezed the corners of the clothes slightly.

The middle-aged man clapped his hands and smiled and asked: "Does the son have a girl he likes?"

Li Fuyao thought for a while, did not answer this question, but instead asked: "Actually, I think she has a bad temper. Haven't you been bored for so many years? Or are you used to it?"

The middle-aged man thought about it for a while, and said carefully, "How to call it? I'm used to it? In fact, so far I think her temper should be better, and it should be better for the child. This is true for Fuyao, and for Xiaoxue. The same is true for the girl. It’s just for the children. For me, this is actually the best."

Li Fuyao smiled plainly, noncommittal.

The middle-aged man smiled and stretched out his hand to burn it on fire. After a long time, he said softly: "Actually, I don't say much. My previous wish was that she could live well. As for the child, I also want him to become a talent. But in fact, I don’t ask for too much talent. It’s best to be a teacher, and then take a daughter-in-law, and live this life safely. Don’t do those dangerous jobs. It’s the most important thing, but I don’t have the ability to protect him, so that he suffers these hardships, and let him survive in a world that is not good for him."

"Xiaoxue's girl was not hungry for every meal and every meal, and was not treated badly. It makes no sense for you to blame yourself." Li Fuyao smiled: "The world is not good, life is a little poorer, and so is porridge and side dishes. If you can fill your stomach, you are alive after all, so you shouldn’t ask for anything more."

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Li Fuyao's calm face.

Li Fuyao bent down and stretched out his hands to turn over the sweet potatoes.

Then he straightened up and rubbed his cheeks, "I like porridge and side dishes very much."

The middle-aged man looked sad, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"No matter how much you say, it doesn't make much difference. After all, what he has learned is not something he can learn with a few light words."

The middle-aged man’s lips trembled, and he finally asked what he wanted to ask a long time ago, "How are these years?"

Li Fuyao looked natural, "The girl I like is far, far away from Luoyang City. She has a good temper and looks beautiful. It is not easy to see her, but I must go to see her. Her."

The middle-aged man lowered his head sadly and showed a bitter smile, "That's good, I hope you will marry her soon. If it is possible... Forget it, nothing."

Li Fuyao's expression remained unchanged, but he stretched out his hand and squeezed the corner of his clothes.

Then the middle-aged man said without beginning and ending, "Our family of four has a very good life, so there is no need for anyone to worry about food or clothing. There will be a lot left in a year. When the money comes, Xiaoxue's girl will definitely marry a good man in the future, and will leave her with a dowry, and he will be more brilliant than I thought in the future. We also keep his dowry gift, palms, hands and backs. It’s meat, we can’t give preference to one of them. In short, we... will have a good time."

Li Fuyao smiled and said nothing.

The middle-aged man got up and said that he still had something to do.

Li Fuyao nodded.

So he walked in the wind and snow under an umbrella, lonely.

Li Fuyao's expression remained unchanged. After he walked out of the small courtyard, he lifted his sleeves and wiped his face.

As always.

But there was a piece of wet on the sleeve.

Perhaps it was just a bit of wind and snow.