The willow leaves are slowly

"Shengsheng? I thought you were gone."

"Well, I left and came back again." He stretched out his hand and handed over a piece of paper.

After taking it and taking a look, it was indeed an IOU. Liu Qingyin took the IOU and pen skillfully, then waved to Ye Hansheng, "Come on, turn around."

Ye Hansheng was a little confused, but he did it anyway.

"Bend a little." Liu Qingyin said.

"What is Ayin going to do?" Ye Hansheng leaned slightly.

"Of course I have to sign this IOU." Liu Qingyin stroked Ye Hansheng's hair, put the IOU against Ye Hansheng's back, and signed her name on it.

"Okay, here you go!" Liu Qingyin smiled. Ye Hansheng took the IOU and the pen and gently stroked her hair.

"I'll go close the door. Shengsheng, have a cup of tea before leaving." Liu Qingyin skipped to the front door and closed it.

“Shengsheng, you like to drink…” She turned around and found that Ye Hansheng was gone.

"Shengsheng? Shengsheng?" Liu Qingyin strolled around the yard looking for it.

I walked to the backyard shaded by the tree canopy. The walls of the backyard were covered with ivy, and some white and yellow wild flowers grew in the cracks between the bricks. The mottled sunlight sprinkled on the wall, and the breeze blew gently, and the wild flowers fluttered in the wind.

Liu Qingyin stroked the wall and walked slowly forward, feeling an unprecedented peace...

"Swish!" A figure jumped in from the top of the wall. Liu Qingyin looked up and saw the person's clothes dancing lightly, looking very immortal.

"You...what's wrong with you? You..." Liu Qingyin pointed at the wall and looked at Ye Hansheng, not knowing how to express her current mood.

"Come on, I'll show Ayin around." Ye Hansheng smiled.

"What are you looking at..." Before she could finish, Ye Hansheng hugged her slender waist and jumped lightly. She felt like she was flying. "Is this the legendary Qinggong?"

The two of them stood steadily on the top of the wall. Liu Qingyin was very excited. She looked around and reached out to touch the branches of the big tree above her head.

"look!"

Ye Hansheng pointed his folding fan at the house opposite. The back wall of the house was very close to the wall where they were standing. The big tree was sandwiched between the two houses, and the tree canopy sheltered the two houses.

"Don't tell me this is your home..." Liu Qingyin looked at the big house opposite and couldn't help sighing in her heart: "This guy is so inhumane!"

Ye Hansheng smiled and nodded, "Not only that, there is another magical thing."

"What's so magical? Your house is bigger than the palace?"

"That's not the case. The magic lies in this alley. This alley is very hidden and you can't see it unless you jump into the air."

"So, almost no one knows about this alley?" Liu Qingyin asked.

Ye Hansheng smiled and nodded.

Liu Qingyin pretended to be terrified, moved to the side, and said, "Are you going to kill me in this alley?"

Ye Hansheng raised the corner of his lips and leaned closer, "Ayin, this suggestion is very good, and no one will know about it."

Faced with his sudden approach, Liu Qingyin got nervous and lost her footing, and fell down with a scream of "Ah". Ye Hansheng grabbed her waist and moved sideways to carry her to land steadily on the territory of Liu's residence.

Ye Hansheng hugged her waist, and the two of them were very close, their bodies almost touching. He said slowly: "Ayin was really careless. Before I even started, Ayin wanted to end her life."

"With this kind of shot, if the actor's performance is a little worse, the audience will definitely criticize him for being greasy, eye-irritating, and unbearable to watch. But this guy in front of me is not greasy at all. The perfect movements, the ambiguous yet respectful look, the atmosphere created..." Liu Qingyin looked at Ye Hansheng in front of her, but her mind was immersed in her own inner world.

"Sister, where are you? Aunt Li wants to buy some vegetables, and I want to go with her." Xiaoyue shouted.

Liu Qingyin quickly jumped out of Ye Hansheng's arms, "Shengsheng, go back first, wait for me... wait for me to settle down, and then I will treat you to a meal."

"I'll go with you!" Liu Qingyin hurriedly ran from the backyard to the front yard.

"Are you sick, sister?" Xiaoyue came forward with a concerned look on her face.

"No, no, why do you ask?"

"Sister's face is so red, do you have a fever?" Xiaoyue touched Liu Qingyin's forehead and then touched her own.

"Ahem!" Liu Qingyin coughed twice awkwardly, held Xiaoyue's hand, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, maybe... maybe I got some sun and ran a few steps, so my face is a little red."

Xiaoyue nodded. "Well, let's go, sister. Let's go out for a walk. Aunt Li just looked in the kitchen and found rice, flour and oil. Let's go buy some vegetables and see if there is anything we can cook. Aunt Li and I also need to make money to supplement our household expenses."

"Xiaoyue, don't call yourself a slave. We will be a family from now on. You can just call yourself "I". Tomorrow I will go to the government office to cancel your slave status." Liu Qingyin held Xiaoyue's hand and said earnestly.

Although she has been filming for many years, when she actually lived in ancient times, she still couldn't adapt to the humble ways the ancients addressed themselves. She always felt a sense of distance. As a modern person, she called herself "I" to most people. Of course, she still had to pretend at special times.

Liu Qingyin took the map and led the two of them out, looking around. She was also thinking about making rouge to sell. They strolled to West Lake Road, where there were many rouge and powder shops, with all kinds of rouge, lip balm, eyebrow powder, and eyebrow cream, far more styles than she had imagined.

Then she thought about starting a hotpot business or something, and visited nearby restaurants. There were all kinds of cuisines, and all kinds of hotpot, but they didn't call it hotpot, they called it "antique soup". Xihu Road was not a place that specialized in gourmet food, but it was already so complete.

There are all kinds of snacks outside the restaurant, many of which she, as a modern person, has never seen before.

Liu Qingyin’s last secret is to make soap. She has never used a good soap since she came here, so she started to inspect the shops on the street.

As she walked, she found that soap was everywhere, in all kinds of grocery stores, rouge and powder shops, they all sold it. Not only soap, but also soap, in various colors, beautifully packaged, and fragrant...

She had never used good ones because Liujiazhuang was a remote and poor place with a shortage of supplies...

It was precisely because of the shortage of supplies that she made some money by selling rouge in Liushu County and paid back Wang Dacheng's debt. Everything happened by coincidence...

Liu Qingyin sat on the curb and stared at the sky, wanting to cry but unable to, thinking to herself: "Shangjing is too damn prosperous, there are all kinds of things, now my money is gone, I can't do anything else except acting..."

"How about finding a place to perform? But ancient times were all operas, and I don't know how to perform. It seems that I can only be Ye Hansheng's employee and work hard to help him solve cases and earn commissions!"

Aunt Li looked at Xiaoyue, then at the worried-looking Liu Qingyin, "What's wrong, sister? Are you tired?" Xiaoyue asked with concern.

"No, I originally thought of a few ways to make money so that we can live a better life, but after looking around, I found that none of them worked..." She looked at Aunt Li and Xiaoyue aggrievedly.

"It's okay, Ayin. We don't seek to be rich. I, an old woman, have discussed it with Yue Yatou. I will make cakes and Yue Yatou will do embroidery. Then we will set up a stall near Yunyue Pavilion. We will definitely not starve." Aunt Li consoled carefully.

"Yeah, sis, don't worry."

"Ayin, just go and work in Mr. Ye's shop without any worries."

"Well, if the three of us work together, we will definitely be able to gain a foothold in Shangjing! Come on!" Liu Qingyin hugged Aunt Li and said to Xiaoyue, "Let's go buy some vegetables and go home to make dumplings!"

Mixing dough, mixing stuffing, rolling out dough, making dumplings, the three of them sat around the table busy, talking and laughing, busy and busy, the sun was shining...

Xiaoyue and Aunt Li couldn't stop sighing that it was great to meet Liu Qingyin. Liu Qingyin felt the same way, sighing that it was a gift from God that they could live a stable life together...

Soon, wisps of smoke floated out from Liu's kitchen, and the house was filled with the aroma of dumplings.

"It seems that I came at the right time." Ye Hansheng leaned against the door and said softly.

"Mr. Ye is here, please come in, please come in. I was just saying that I wanted Ayin to invite you over." Aunt Li greeted Ye Hansheng warmly.

"Sir, please take a seat." Xiaoyue said respectfully.

"Oh, no need to be so polite to him, we are all family, sit anywhere, the dumplings smell so good, come and try some!"

Liu Qingyin sat at the table with curved eyebrows. She picked up a dumpling and looked up at Ye Hansheng. The mottled sunlight sprinkled on her face, and her eyes, as wet as a deer, became more lively.

"Then I won't be polite." Ye Hansheng picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dumplings that Liu Qingyin was holding, and put them into his mouth. Immediately, the thick soup and aroma filled his mouth.

"Yeah!" Ye Hansheng's eyes lit up and he kept nodding in affirmation!

"Hey? You have no moral ethics and snatched my dumplings." Liu Qingyin said as she was about to pick up the dumplings in his bowl. Ye Hansheng blocked her with chopsticks. The two of them fought with their chopsticks several times. Finally, Ye Hansheng lifted up the bowl and won with an absolute crushing victory.

Xiaoyue chuckled softly, and Aunt Li's wrinkles deepened as she smiled. "Don't grab, don't grab. There's still a lot, enough for you to eat."

Liu Qingyin snorted and crossed her arms, pretending to be angry, just like Xue'er who was furious. Ye Hansheng chuckled, straightened her hair, and gave her a few dumplings, which calmed her "anger".

Many years later, whenever Liu Qingyin thought of the first dumplings she had when she first came to Beijing, she couldn't help but shed tears. If time could be frozen, if time could flow back, if life could be just like the first time we met, what a happy thing that would be...