tea sellers and soldiers

Tan Wuqing's home is in the south corner of Tingxi Town, and his family has been growing and selling tea for generations.

Tingxi Town is located in the south of An'an, where the water and soil are warm and moist. Not only does the tea it grows taste delicious, but the people it raises are also the most handsome and juicy.

Tan Wuqing just tied her hair this year, and there is no way out for studying in troubled times, so she simply followed her father to learn how to manage a tea house.

He was wearing a big bamboo hat, covering his face with only the tip of his chin exposed, as if carved out of Kunshan jade, a cloud of misty rain fell on his head, and the raindrops slid along his cheeks to his chin, as if white porcelain met the heat in winter dew out.

"Uncle, Wuqing, I've been busy all morning, it's time to rest." A young man stood on the field not far away and waved at him. He looked a little older than Tan Wuqing, and he was wearing a bunt, and he was well-dressed. Sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, with a profligate energy in his eyebrows and eyes, but with a naive vibe when he smiles.

Upon hearing this voice, Tan Wuqing put the picked tea into his father's tea basket, took off the bamboo hat, and revealed a pair of curved eyebrows and eyes full of misty rain, like a light swallow, running in two steps and three steps Arrived at the field ridge where the boy was.

Father Tan smiled and shook his head, his eyes were nearly squeezed by wrinkles. "Brother Feng!" Wu Qing ran all the way to his side, carrying the wet mountain wind, barely stopped in front of Duan Shaofeng.

"You're such an old man, why are you still doing things so frizzy?" Duan Shaofeng helped him shake off the dirt stuck to his robe with one hand, and carried the food box behind his back with the other, trying every means to avoid Tan Wuqing's restless eyes. Stealing hands.

Although Wuqing is over fifteen years old, her face is still full of childishness. When her little round face smiles, the little baby fat will run up and squeeze out two teeth under the eyes.

"Aren't you here to bring me food? What's the point of not letting me eat?"

Shao Feng clapped his hand, pretending to be serious and said: "Uncle must open the box first, the bigger the box, the more it will go back."

The sun came out slowly, and the three of them sat on the big stones that had been dried by the tea garden and had lunch.Tan Wuqing was happily next to Duan Shaofeng, and he didn't pick up the vegetables well, so he had to bump into Duan Shaofeng all over the place.

Tan's father couldn't understand his child's behavior, so he coughed a few times, but Tan Wuqing didn't know how to restrain himself.Duan Shaofeng had no choice but to move to the side, and Wu Qing immediately withered down, like a dog wagging its tail and being kicked away by its owner, those who didn't know thought he had been greatly wronged.

"Shaofeng, the sixth day of next month is going to go to war." Father Tan raised his head and asked, the old voice contained emotions that Tan Wuqing didn't quite understand.

Duan Shaofeng frowned and nodded: "That's right, Brother Wuqing and I have some help, don't worry, everything will be fine. It is said that the battle situation in Jiangbei is not so tense, maybe we will be food soldiers when we arrive. "

The Hu people went northward three times in two years, and the offensive became more fierce each time. Luoyang had already fallen, and whether the officers and soldiers could hold the Yangtze River was a problem.

Although Tingxi Town is a well-known town of gentleness, it still has to go door-to-door to recruit soldiers. The Tan family is fine, with three sons, but Duan Shaofeng is the only heir to the family for three generations. He is the real lifeblood of the Duan family.

Tan's father sighed: "Hey, let the dragon city flying generals stay, and don't teach Huma to go to Yinshan Mountain. There are no good generals in the country. It's our turn to be good young men like us to be the dust that presses the road."

The atmosphere suddenly became low, and Tan Wu couldn't bear the sighing father, so he winked at Duan Shaofeng and motioned him to come out with him.

There are many hills in the south of the Yangtze River, and Duan Shaofeng followed Tan Wuqing to a low forest under the tea garden, dumbfounded.Tan Wuqing put her arms around his neck on tiptoe, opened her eyes wide and said, "Why haven't you come to see me for three days?"

Duan Shaofeng hugged him around, and replied amidst Tan Wuqing's laughter: "I have to go to the city with my elder brother to buy some things these days, and I can't do anything with your rice cake stuck on my body every day."

Tan Wuqing smiled and asked him to put himself down, looking at the boy's tough silhouette happily, and also felt a little worried: "Is there a storyteller in a teahouse on the battlefield that is as scary as he said?"

Duan Shaofeng scratched his nose: "I don't know, it's my first time to go too, but I'm so good, don't you believe that I can count one as ten?"

Tan Wuqing rolled his black eyes, remembering his domineering appearance in the streets since he was a child, he couldn't help nodding, thinking that those hairy barbarians on the battlefield were not to be feared at all. Never seen it yet.

The two families lived next to each other, and Tan Wuqing's mother didn't have enough milk when she gave birth to him, so it can be regarded as Duan Shaofeng's mother who fed him up.He has been running behind Duan Shaofeng since he was wearing crotch pants, and it has been fifteen years now.

Everyone in Tingxi Town knows that Tan Wuqing and Duan Shaofeng are close, and they often joke with Tan Wuqing: "You always pester Shaofeng, do you want to be his wife in the future?" Whenever this time, Mr. Tan Wuqing He blushed and waved his small fists to beat that unrestrained person.

But as he got older, for some reason, he no longer dared to beat people uprightly, and he found himself very guilty.

One day he saw a fresh picture book in the market, and he realized in a trance that men can be like husband and wife.

Tan Wuqing has a ruthless heart but no daring, and hides a ignorant spring heart in her stomach, covering her tightly on weekdays, wishing to wrap a few more seals.Until last month, the government suddenly came to the town to recruit soldiers.

The eldest brother said that he didn't know how long it would take to go out to fight, at least a few months, and at most a few years.Tan Wuqing became anxious immediately, what if he left this small town and didn't want to come back after seeing the outside world, I heard that there are many beautiful women in the north, what if he fell in love with a beautiful woman...

A month ago, Tan Wuqing borrowed the courage from nowhere, and went to Duan Shaofeng to do farm work and waited for him to get off work.

There was a cool breeze in the evening in the countryside, and Duan Shaofeng was walking back with his upper body bare and carrying farm tools, and saw Tan Wuqing who was drowsy by the roadside at a glance. "Wu Qing, where are you squatting with rabbits?"

Tan Wuqing almost jumped up, he blushed and opened his mouth shyly: "I have something to tell you."

There are not many people at the edge of the field, and the smoke and lights brought the night. Amidst the sound of insects, Tan Wuqing raised his head and looked at Duan Shaofeng, who was a head taller than him. How about the peach-broken sleeve?"

Duan Shaofeng was caught off guard, Jun blushed and didn't know how to answer for a while.Tan Wuqing smelled the sweat on Duan Shaofeng's body in the evening wind, blushed unreasonably, and lowered his head for a while, not daring to look at him.Two ten-year-old boys were standing by the field with blushing faces, neither of them was ashamed to look at each other.

There were several barks of dogs in the distance, and the shouts of women telling their children to eat came one after another.After a long time, Duan Shaofeng choked out a sentence intermittently: "Although the matter of cutting off the sleeve is not contemptible to the world, I don't think it's an outrageous thing. As long as it's passionate and polite, there's nothing to criticize."

Hearing what he said, Tan Wuqing trembled with joy, and he was not very good at controlling his joy, so he raised his head and asked in a soft voice: "Brother Feng, if I have a broken sleeve, would you still be with me?" Are you dating?"

Duan Shaofeng looked at Tan Wuqing in surprise, joy and loneliness alternately appeared in his pair of divine eyes. "You are still so young, who are you in love with?" Tan Wuqing was anxious, not knowing why the other party still couldn't understand his hints, what a fool.

He shattered, with the young man's reckless frankness: "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of you. Brother Feng, if you split the peach with me, what do you think?"

He clearly remembered the wonderful changes on Duan Shaofeng's face. He had never blushed before. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do with the hoe in his hand. He stared down at his feet and asked incoherently, "You are still young, you Do you know what liking is?"

Tan Wuqing grasped his key at once: "You don't really dislike it, right? Do you also like me a little bit? I've already tied my hair. I'm not a child anymore. Changyu in East Street is already 15 years old. married a wife."

He still doesn't know how he ran into Duan Shaofeng's arms that night, in short, he felt as if he had drunk alcohol, his brain was burnt to a daze, his head was between Duan Shaofeng's solid arms, and he didn't even dare to breathe .

"What are you thinking about?" Duan Shaofeng patted his forehead with a smile and Tan Wuqing suddenly recovered from the memory.He rubbed his forehead, and pretended to say in a vicious voice: "If you go to the north and provoke some beautiful girls, I will ignore you again, and I will ignore you for the rest of my life."

Duan Shaofeng hugged him from behind, put his chin on his head, and said in a low voice, "Brother Feng doesn't look for anyone else, Brother Feng only likes us, Wuqing. I will take you to Hangzhou City, use my military salary to buy a good land, how about opening a tea house much, much bigger than now?"

Young people don't know how to feel sad, and Wu Qing has no idea what kind of place the battlefield is.He nodded vigorously in Duan Shaofeng's arms, thinking seriously: "At that time, we will hold a baby, and I will sell the Wuliqing planted by my father to the north and beyond the Great Wall, so that more People can drink our tea."

Duan Shaofeng's voice above his head was low and hoarse: "Okay, brother Feng will help you run away then."

On the day of the expedition, Tan Wuqing chased the army and ran all the way out of the town. Everyone laughed at Duan Shaofeng, who just got married and was not as lucky as him. Waved to Wuqing.

The young man finally exhausted himself, and the army gradually disappeared into the sky. He knew that Duan Shaofeng would definitely come back, but he didn't know why he was crying.If I like a man, will I become more and more like a girl?

The author has something to say: I was a small brain hole when I was riding the subway today. It is the first time I write Gudan, so I will treat it as a small transition. Let’s treat the short story as a tooth-breaking ceremony. If you don’t write BE, don’t worry!

The full-length article is currently being archived, so I'm going to roll around and ask for an article to be accepted!

In the previous article, "The Days After Reuniting with the "Scumbag"", if you are interested, you can take a look and bow~~