Yin Yang paper

Since he was going to Jiangnan, Qu He packed his luggage for nearly an hour.

While drinking saliva, the left eye stings again without warning. Qu He covered his eyes and rubbed them calmly, without saying a word, but the stinging pain not only didn't go away but became more intense.

"Damn! Qu Wuyi, you're trying to poke me blind, aren't you?!" Qu He couldn't bear it and had to go downstairs.

Qu Wuyi smiled and licked his fingers from the sockets of his eyes, and Qu He was startled when he saw it.

"What are you doing?" Qu He said angrily, wishing he could dig out that eye to relieve his anger.

"I want to go to Jiangnan with you." Qu Wuyi said.

"What? Why? How can I take you away and explain to others? No, don't even think about it." Qu He immediately decided to dispel his idea.

Qu Wuyi said: "Just let me attach your body, you still have the right to control, I'm just watching."

How could Qu He agree to it? Qu Wuyi had a sack full of ideas in his stomach, what if it was his body's idea.

"No!" Qu He refused to let go.

Qu Wuyi spread his hands and said helplessly: "Well, you can go, if I am bored at home by myself, I can play with my eyes."

Qu He's spine aroused an electric current: "What... what?"

Qu Wuyi bared his teeth and smiled: "Imagine the scene where my right eye rotates 360 degrees in my eye socket. Maybe I can pull it out and play with it as a glass ball?"

Qu He already felt the pain in his left eye, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered: "One condition, you are not allowed to control my body without my consent."

Qu Wuyi nodded readily: "Okay!"

Qu He smiled dryly, thinking that he was really in his boat.

On the morning of the second day, Qu Shuo took Qu He to say goodbye to Aunt An, saying that he was going out to do some errands.

Mantou was forced to stay at Qu's house this time, but Aunt An was happy, and she had a companion at home to accompany her.

Mantou is very well-behaved, although he always looked up at Quhe strangely when he sent Quhe out, but luckily he didn't make a sound.

Qu Shuo is not willing to just treat it as a steamed bun.

Qu He laughed with a guilty conscience and urged Qu Shuo to leave the door, fearing that the next second Mantou would pounce on him and tell Qu Shuo that there was a bad guy hiding on Papa.

"You say I'm a bad person?" Qu Wuyi's voice sounded dissatisfied.

Qu He gritted his teeth and said in his mind: "Can I have a little privacy? Please block my brain, okay?"

"Anyway, I heard you say I'm a bad person." Qu Wuyi snorted, not giving Qu He any face.

Look, it's really crossing the river and tearing down the bridge. It's faster to turn your face than to turn a book when you go out.

Qu Shuo drove straight from Qu's house to the highway, Qu He looked at the bare wasteland around him and asked in surprise, "Don't you go to the airport?"

Qu Shuo was the same as always: "I can't take the plane, go by car, I have already told my uncle."

"...Actually, airplanes are not prone to accidents." Qu He tried to correct Qu Shuo's thinking.

"When ascending to a height of several thousand meters, the only flat place around you is the narrow cabin. At that time, if there is any danger or dangerous person, it will be difficult for me to protect you. In fact, it is not safe to drive. But that's the bottom line I can choose."

Qu He shut his mouth, originally wanted to straighten Qu Shuo, but was bent by him.

This seems to be a bit ambiguous. . .

"Hey, don't stare at my third brother, the third brother is mine!" Qu Wuyi yelled.

Qu He hurriedly turned his head away, and said angrily: "Fuck you, when did my brother become yours? Shut your mouth, I'm going to have a schizophrenia!"

It is actually very close from City H to the Jiangnan area. The Jiang family’s house is considered unique in the local area. The towers and pavilions once made foreign tourists think that this is some kind of scenic spot. In fact, it is not the case. The ancestor’s house is now a hundred years old, and it has been passed down to this day. It is really rare in the hands of my own family.

"Hey, brother, do we think that the fireworks are going to Yangzhou in March? Oh no, it's April." Qu He smiled, rolled his eyes, and opened the window to feel the sunshine outside. He couldn't hold back in the car just now. I changed to short sleeves.

There are so many beauties on the street corner, they have already changed into various dresses, chatting and laughing.

The famous capital of Huaizuo, a beautiful bamboo forest, and the ancient city of Guangling.

If the history of this place is spread out, there are large and small scrolls that record the mighty armies and horses, and the prosperity has not stopped since the city was built.

After a decade of awakening to the Yangzhou Dream, he won the name of Qinglou Boxing.

Later generations always questioned the emperor, why should the country not beauties, but if it is Yangzhou, I am afraid that it is better than the beauties to win all kinds of favors.

Qu Shuo drove around the Slender West Lake and only went deep into the bamboo forest, only then did the hidden scenery show a little red.

The Jiang family is here.

Jiang Yunlin had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and beside him stood a woman in a cheongsam, who was gentle and pleasant.

Qu He followed behind Qu Shuo restrainedly, and said politely, "Uncle."

Jiang Yunlin just nodded, looked at the woman beside him and introduced, "This is my wife, your aunt."

"Hello, Auntie." Qu He greeted hurriedly.

The woman pursed her lips lightly, nodded and said, "This nephew is really not bad looking."

Jiang Yunlin said: "Come in, father is waiting to see you."

Qu He walked at the end, looking at the mansion in admiration, thinking that the Grand View Garden in the red building would be nothing more than that, but he never thought that he would be Grandma Liu.

At the beginning, I saw a rockery, with gurgling water flowing on it, and slowly converging into a winding stream along the side of the stone. The violets hung down one by one along the gap of the corridor roof and swayed in the air.There are all kinds of pavilions and pavilions around, and the cornices of the arch bridge are extremely exquisite. Even the stone platform built later is carved with intricate patterns.

The most wonderful thing is the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there are no bridges and stone slabs around it.

The running water in this garden is recycled water, which is cycled every three days and changed every half a month, and the stone platform hidden under the lake can only be exposed when the water is released.

Qu He was dazzled by this journey, but one thing was obvious, Grandpa's family had a great career, and nothing was bad.

After going around, Jiang Yunlin brought the two of them to a small building.

There is a plaque hanging on it, and three words are written on it - Xiaoxilou.

It was a little cute.

Qu He looked at the inscription, and the person who wrote these three characters turned out to be Jiang Lianxin, but he didn't know when it was written, it should be a short time since he was practicing calligraphy, and the handwriting was very stiff.

Jiang Yunlin knocked on the door, and there was a cough from inside, followed by an old voice: "Enter—"

Wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses with chains hanging down from behind his ears, Jiang Zhengan was reading today's newspaper. He squinted his eyes and looked towards the door when he heard the sound. He saw the fair-skinned young man behind him smile shyly at him, and said heartily, "Grandpa Hello, I am Qu He."

He hadn't been disturbed for most of his life, and it was only at this moment that Jiang Zhengan realized that the older he was, the more he could not solve the crux of the problem. The youthful shadow swayed and swayed, just like Lianxin when he was a child, rushing into his heart without thinking. Study, giggling while pulling his stubble.

"Father?" Jiang Yunlin called out, bringing Jiang Zhengan's thoughts back.

Jiang Zhengan lowered his head and took off his glasses as a gesture to wipe them, but he didn't know what was on the corners of his eyes, so he coughed again before responding in a low voice: "Hey!"