After crossing, start from the courtyard

Chapter 67

"Damn it, it sounds good!"

Shazhu let out a bark and introduced.

"This is Lou Xiao'e..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stumped. After thinking about it carefully, Lou Xiao'e is not a bad person, talking about others behind his back is not authentic.

"Miao Ling, Lou Xiao'e lives in this backyard, isn't your clothes belong to Lou Xiao'e?"

Miao Ling glanced at the clothes on her body, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Don't tell me, this dress looks better on you than Lou Xiao'e, Lou Xiao'e, it's okay, but the one from her family, it's really not good!"

Silly Zhu got closer, and solemnly reminded, "Her family is really not a good person. I grew up with Xu Damao when I was young. I know exactly how much oil and water there is in his stomach."

"In a word, as far away as possible!"

It was the first time Miao Ling heard Xu Damao's strange name, she couldn't help but look at He Yu.

"Xiao Ling, my brother is right, you can stay as far away as you can."

Receiving He Yu's response, Miao Ling had something in her heart.

As for Lou Xiao'e, a married woman, she was relieved.

"Okay, go back to the house and sleep, Xiao Yu, this is a big surprise for me, and you poured a basin of cold water on me." Silly Zhu let out a breath, with his hands behind his back, swaggered out of the house, just reached the threshold, Another thing came to mind.

Silly Zhu glanced at Miao Ling, then shifted his gaze to He Yu, "This girl sleeps here, where do you sleep?"

"That's right."

Silly Zhu nodded, "Don't let the courtyard catch you two, there will be a big misunderstanding."

After saying that, Silly Zhu disappeared into the darkness.

"Xiao Yu, I was originally a dancer in the capital, so I have no ability to help you. If you don't mind, I can make a fool of myself."

He Yu took a deep breath and was full of energy. It was a beautiful moon night and he couldn't bear it. He quickly refused, "Xiaoling, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight. I went back to sleep in that room. I have to go to work tomorrow. If you really have the heart, you can do it another day." ,another day."

He Yu closed the door dejectedly, leaving Miao Ling sitting at the table alone and meditating.

Leaning on the railing gave birth to worry, the future was far away, and looking at the crowd, his eyes became much lighter.

"It's about to start."

"You are the oiran of our building!"

The light gauze danced with the wind, and she walked lightly, just waving her sleeves casually and attracting countless voices.

Tired, tired.

World-weary vision and tasteless life.

Since the appearance of that light.

The soul-stirring Xiao's voice rose lightly, and through the crowd, a handsome man came into view.

The sound was so high that it was like a fairy, but people's eyes were all on the woman, and there was no music at all.

The woman raised her long sleeves again, and countless delicate petals fluttered gently between the sky and the earth, dancing lightly to the sound of the flute.

In the sound of the flute, she took light steps along with the music and danced like a fairy. Covered by a light veil, she half revealed her beautiful appearance. The audience was so fascinated by it that they almost forgot everything.

The beauty's every call and every frown made the hearts of everyone present beat endlessly.

You are looking at the scenery, but you don't know that someone is looking at you.

When you come back to your senses, things are different and people are different, the old man has returned, and all that is left is thoughts.

"and many more."

The woman lifted her dance skirt lightly and chased after her.

"This song should only exist in the sky, but it can be heard several times in the world. The son's song seems to imply fate, but you only played the first half...why don't you let me dance to the end of the song?"

The corner of the man's mouth raised, and he curled his lips into a smile, "I'm just an inconspicuous cook."

The man laughed at himself, "It doesn't even count as a cook."

He only has a good handcraft, but he can only do odd jobs, just a handyman peeling potatoes.

"No matter how delicious the food is, if you eat too much, you will get tired. It's better to taste it little by little, and the music is the same."

After finishing speaking, the man disappeared into the crowd. The figure from his back seemed to be telling his fate.

Miao Ling turned sideways thinking of his back, and fell asleep with tears in her eyes. When she woke up the next day, she vaguely saw that familiar figure, wanted to grab it, and shouted, "Cang Yu."

Miao Ling woke up suddenly, startling He Yu who was preparing the meal.

Miao Ling gripped the quilt tightly and looked at He Yu vigilantly, her eyes were like the day they first met.

"Miao Ling?" He Yu called softly.

Hearing He Yu's soft voice, Miao Ling regained her composure, lowered her head, tears dripped from her hair on the quilt, and penetrated into her heart.

After a while, Miao Ling raised her head, and the tears wiped away in the confusion could not hide her wet red eyes.

"Little rain..."

The sound of "Cangyu" pierced He Yu's heart, and he couldn't help but say that the name Cangyu was very familiar to him. He was called He Cangyu when he was a child. He heard from the older generation that this name was unlucky. If there are too many, it is easy to drown people, so it is called He Yu, and the water comes out of the mouth.

He Yu didn't care, it was definitely a feudal superstition, it was not advisable, fate was predestined.

Maybe walking on the road, accidentally stumbled to death on the street, or choked to death just by talking.

It's nothing more than living in the moment, doing it and cherishing it.

The people you meet in life are fate; bickering, laughing, and intrigue are life.

Without these, life is too boring.

The human heart is the most difficult to figure out. If you don’t live for others, you only want to live for yourself, and you are said to be too selfish. You can only ignore the gossip of others and live like yourself.

He Yu gently wiped off the water in the bowl and chopsticks with paper, and handed it to Miao Ling, "Did you have a nightmare?"

A simple sentence hit Miao Ling's heart, "Yeah."

"Okay, there is a basin of water, tooth powder and towels next to it, go wash it first, and dinner will be served later."

Today, He Yulan simply made a pot of egg porridge, with a few steamed buns as standard, and a plate of spicy cabbage for dinner.

Miao Ling tidied up and ate a few bites. She still had lingering fears about what she said yesterday. It was really inappropriate for Xiao Yu to eat and live for nothing, but when he opened his mouth, He Yu didn't express his opinion directly.

When He Yu finished eating and was about to go to work, Miao Ling got up to clean up the dishes.

Usually, after dinner early in the morning, He Yu didn't bother to tidy up. Seeing Miao Ling start, he panicked.

"Xiaoling, you don't have to do it, just stay at home, wait for me to come back, and then I will take you to play secretly."

He Yu said that he didn't care, but Miao Ling was sensible, not happy, and felt very sorry.

"Xiao Yu, leave all the rough work at home to me! I can't be an idler."

He Yu thought for a while, afraid that people in the courtyard would find Miao Ling, especially Xu Damao, so he had to take it easy.

"You are not an idler. I will clean up the bowls and chopsticks when I come back from lunch. How can you do this with your slender hands! This is all the work of the cook."

During the speech, Miao Ling seemed to see Cang Yu's appearance, every word poked her heart.

"It's a shame to use such a beautiful hand to wash the dishes."

The same sentence directly poked Miao Ling's heart.

"Xiaoling, don't you know how to dance? When I'm free, you can show me your skills. If you feel sorry, just treat it as an expense here!"

After hearing this, Miao Ling showed a smile.

Dancing is her unique skill, and it is only meaningful if people watch it.

"Okay."

(End of this chapter)