Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 328 The Broken Mirror on the Jialan Tower (4)
Thinking of that scene, Xiao Ye instantly bent her eyes into crescent moons, and she blinked: "Then grandpa, did that brother of yours marry that girl?"

The uncle sighed: "No."

"Why?" Xiaoye asked weakly.

The uncle said: "Dead. He died in the war. The girl waited for him for three years, and became an old girl. In the end, she only waited for a funeral letter when she came back, and later married a big man next door who had a dead woman."

After listening to Xiao Ye, she fell silent for an instant.

In a few words, there are so many joys and sorrows in it, just like that, it is the life of two people.

Xiao Ye looked at the face of the old man who was exposed to the wind and the sun, how did those carved wrinkles and knife marks flow in life?

She dared not ask any more.

Who knows how many past events there are in this seemingly ordinary old man?
A boat, a person, a trip back and forth, the Luohe River is only a few tens of miles, and these tens of miles are the life of the ferryman.

Su Mengchen picked up the wine bowl and drank it slowly, while Song Wanzhi stood there, watching the old man eat meat with a big bowl of wine.

Su Mengchen picked up the wine glass and brought the topic back, so the old man began to talk about the changes in Zhaodu over the years.

Song Wanzhi looked at Su Mengchen while listening.

Why does this person seem to know everything?
But when you think about it, it becomes clear that people who have traveled all over the country will probably be like this.

The jar of wine was finished and the beef was finished, so the four of them got up and said goodbye.

The uncle waved his hand: "Let's go, don't bother me!"

Xiao Ye smiled and said: "Thank you, grandpa, I will eat beef like that in the future!"

The uncle snorted.

The four of them walked away, only to hear the old man behind sigh: "Thank you."

Thank you for coming to accompany this old man.

Sometimes after being alone for a long time, he got used to this kind of loneliness. He, a childless and lonely man, was born on the boat, and he was afraid of dying, so he was also on the boat.

Shake your hands, but don't let them see.

After having dinner with the uncle, they turned to Chang'an Avenue. Today's lanterns are lanterns and dragons. When they walked on the street, they faced a big lantern with a height of one foot. Wherever they went, they attracted people. exclamation.

The lantern was held in the palm of a two-meter-high big hand, and thousands of lanterns were hung on the big lantern, and the bells attached to the small lantern made crisp sounds as they moved around, so the whole street was full of excitement. Startled.

"It's so beautiful." Xiao Ye also praised.

The big man passed by with a big lantern in his hand. The light at that moment was more dazzling than the sun. When Su Mengchen turned his head, he saw Song Wanzhi's eyes following the big lantern, and the light from the lantern hit her face, reflecting Looking at her eyes, there is a kind of soul-stirring beauty.

His hand stretched out, wanting to touch, touch her face.

However, when Song Wanzhi turned his head around, he dropped it quietly.

Song Wanzhi looked at Xiao Ye and Shen Jin, then turned to Su Mengchen, smiled and said, "How about my invitation to you today?"

Su Mengchen said with a smile, "Okay."

Song Wanzhi went to look for the old woman who sold jasmine rice in bamboo tubes last night, but she couldn't find it after searching around.

She knew that life in Zhaodu was very difficult for a Liangshan immigrant like her.Because of their blood, the people in Liangshan were able to sell directly for a long time in the past. It was not until the then Prime Minister Su came to Chen State that they got better.However, there is a deep-rooted concept that these people still live far worse than the local people in Zhaodu due to various reasons.

(End of this chapter)