The peasant boy of crossing

Wu Su and the others are going to take the exam, and many things have been prepared long ago.

Except for dry food and water that need to be prepared fresh, there is no need for Li Xinyi to make more preparations.

In fact, steamed buns, biscuits, and rice cakes are also sold on the street, but out of concerns about certain hygiene conditions, Li Xinyi decided to make it herself.

After all, it is a rural exam. When people are nervous, their immunity will decline, and their stomachs may also be affected.

So food preparation still needs to be a little more careful.

Although Wu Su was confident that he would be able to answer the first test paper in just one day, at most one and a half days, Li Xinyi still prepared food for him for more than two days.

It doesn't matter if you can't finish eating, you must not be hungry during the exam.

The environment in the number room is simple, and what Li Xinyi prepares are all dehydrated dough cakes, which are cut into chunks, which can be saved for the next day, which is more convenient.

In addition, some pills to prevent heatstroke and relieve diarrhea should be prepared. Although they may not be available, they are afraid of accidents that will affect their performance in the exam.

The word "virtuous" has reached this point, and Li Xinyi has successfully moved herself.

Lin Yujin watched with jealousy, and said to Jiao Ruoliu, "It's also a bamboo horse, why don't you be as meticulous as others?"

Jiao Ruoliu ignored him.

Li Xinyi smiled and said: "It didn't take much effort to prepare these. I also prepared two other copies. Brother Qiongzhi and Brother Peiling don't need to see me."

Candidates need to enter the examination room one day in advance, and before entering, they need to check their whole body to see if there are any articles or the like.

So after lunch, a few people set off.

There were three men and a set of tools sitting in the carriage, and it seemed a bit cramped even though it was spacious.

So Li Xinyi didn't follow, and only blessed them at the door, then watched them leave.

He returned to his room alone, and the surroundings suddenly seemed quiet and empty.

In fact, most of the time before, he was painting quietly by himself, but at that time he knew that Wu Su and his two friends were there just across the wall.

The third exam was the Mid-Autumn Festival. After the exam, the moon should still be round. A few people gathered together to drink and admire the moon, and they never saw each other again.

Li Xinyi picked up the note that was thrown away from the wastebasket again, unfolded it and spread it out, and there were two words written on it: "confidant".

It's not the ambiguous words like Hongyan or Lanyan, but the meaning of the most affectionate friend.

He can probably understand his feelings when he wrote these two words.

There are no dark exclusive thoughts, but the most sincere respect and appreciation for a person from the bottom of my heart.

In this way, he can let go of the obsession in his heart and look forward to the next relationship.

Unfortunately, if you can let go and not be attached, it is not an obsession.

Unfolding the last note in the medicine sachet, the cool smell of mint wafted gently.

The note said: "The road is still long."

This is just a sentence of emotion when there is nothing to say, whether it is not rushing to confess to Wu Su, and slowly figure it out, or Mo Xin feels desperate after being rejected, it is unknown whether there will be a new turning point.

Both apply, and neither works.

Li Xinyi covered her face and smiled lowly. When she was at a loss and at a loss, she actually took what she wrote casually as a guide.

How unconfident he is.

In some vague memories of the past, he seemed to have pursued others.

Maybe it can't be called pursuit, but it will deliberately create some opportunities to communicate or get along with each other, care and help just right, and try to get along with each other if they want to.

From study to work, there are about three people who have gotten along with each other, and their faces are already blurred, but Li Xinyi remembers that they are all kind and restrained people, without exception.

If you are kind, you will not refuse his approach, and if you are reserved, you will not have many friends.

It turns out that his lack of self-confidence has always been traceable.

But Wu Su is different, he trusts him instinctively, never analyzes what kind of character he has, and never tries to see through him.

He likes and accepts whatever he looks like.

But what Wu Su thought, Li Xinyi didn't have the slightest idea. He felt that he was having fun these days, but Wu Su's reaction was very normal.

Then, let's try one last time, drink this glass of wine, and never see each other again.

Li Xinyi felt tight in his chest, and he didn't have the mood to paint anymore.

Looking at the sky outside, Li Xinyi actually felt that time had become stagnant. It was still two hours before dark. He didn't want to hang out in the street, but wanted to go to a quiet place to stay.

Clear your mind and ask yourself what it is you really want.

Jingci Temple is on the south bank of West Lake, on Nanping Mountain. You can drive a horse-drawn carriage from the other courtyard, and you can come back before dark.

Hearing that Li Xinyi was going out, Uncle Zheng went to the stables and harnessed the horses to the carriage.

Li Xinyi didn't want to trouble him at first, but Uncle Zheng said that the young master will have an exam tomorrow, so he also went to the temple to donate some sesame oil money for the old lady.

Entering through the small gate, the main hall is the Daxiong Hall, where the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha is enshrined.

Li Xinyi has no research on Buddhism and Taoism. His only impression is that when he painted a Bodhisattva statue before, his hair was so dense that his eyes were almost blind.

Although it is somewhat disrespectful to the Buddha to think so, Li Xinyi basically keeps religion at a distance.

In fact, walking around the West Lake twice can also let go of your thoughts, especially when he saw devout men and women kneeling on the futons, some muttering to themselves with their hands folded and eyes closed, and some silently shedding tears. Kowtow.

Li Xinyi hesitated for a moment, at this time, a little novice came towards him, he quickly clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and the little novice also clapped his palms together, and led him into the hall.

Seeing the Buddha's benevolent face, Li Xinyi bowed her head and got up.

Uncle Zheng on the other side donated some sesame oil money, and the two of them were about to leave.

At this time, the little novice from before stopped Li Xinyi.

"The benefactor, please stay, the master abbot is here to welcome you."

Li Xinyi pointed to herself, and the little novice nodded.

Li Xinyi looked at Uncle Zheng, and Uncle Zheng signaled him to wait outside, so Li Xinyi followed the little monk to the quiet room on the other side.

Those who can preside over Jingci Temple must not be ordinary eminent monks. Li Xinyi dare not neglect, and she has all the courtesy she should have.

Kneeling on the futon, Li Xin and Yijing waited for the master to say something mysterious and mysterious.

Unexpectedly, the eminent monk actually asked him why he only stayed in the main hall.

Li Xinyi then truthfully said that he had a friend whose exam was about to start tomorrow, and he offered incense to the Buddha to bless him and bless him to be a top student in high school.

The master's beard is already white, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead make him look very old, but the gaze he casts over him is full of insight and understanding.

I don't know if it's because of the relationship between the furnishings and the environment, Li Xinyi even felt that her soul was about to be seen through.

I don't know how other people feel when they meet the eminent monk, but Li Xinyi feels very uncomfortable anyway.

He didn't have any questions to ask the master, and coming to this treasure temple was just a whim.

Fortunately, the master quickly withdrew his gaze and asked the little novice to send him out.

Before leaving, the master said: "The benefactor still owes the person a merit, after which he can go back on his own."

Li Xinyi was baffled, but still bowed to thank her, and then left quickly.

After the beginning of autumn, the weather began to gradually cool down.

The lotus has withered, leaving its rhizomes and leaves, standing on the lake.

On the opposite side is the Leifeng Pagoda, the place where the legend says that the White Lady was imprisoned.

Li Xinyi asked others, have you heard the story of the white lady and Xu Xian on the broken bridge.

The person being held by Li Xinyi was a very young man who was suddenly accosted. Not only did he not get angry, but he asked about the origin and development of the story.

Li Xinyi told him that there used to be a snake that turned into a beautiful woman because of its love for a man named Xu Xian, and met him on the Broken Bridge.

The man laughed and said, "Someone compares women to snakes. Snakes are ugly and women are beautiful. This comparison is inappropriate."

Li Xinyi patiently finished the rest of the story, and asked the man if he had heard such a story before.

The man said: "I have never heard of such a strange story. But little brother, don't believe in such strange tales of ghosts and ghosts. This story is not about the difference between monsters and monsters, but that ugliness and beauty are not compatible. Quickly forget it." , so as not to be subject to the family law."

The man disappeared into the crowd after speaking, but Li Xinyi was very disappointed.

It was clearly the same person, but what he saw were two lakes.

After crossing time and space, he couldn't go back a long time ago.

On the tenth day of the eighth month, Wu Su and the others came back in a hurry, took a bath and rested, and immediately returned to the Gongyuan.

Li Xinyi had already prepared dry noodles and glutinous rice balls for them.

Yuanzi can be eaten at night, but noodle cakes can be put on the next day.

Exams were really exhausting. Li Xinyi looked at the faces of the three of them, without exception, they were a little haggard.

Lin Yujin, who loves to howl when she has nothing to do on weekdays, also looks slumped, completely without that bit of vitality and energy.

Li Xinyi didn't want to make tonic soup at first, because she was afraid that her deficiency would not be tonic, or her stomach would not adapt well.The other is to worry about spoiling the ingredients due to poor craftsmanship.

Seeing them like this, Li Xinyi calculated the time. On the [-]th, Wu Su could still come back.

Li Xinyi decided to go to the market to buy chicken, and learn how to make chicken soup from the chefs.

At this time, the chickens are free-range chickens, and the meat quality is fine. The problem is the step of killing the chickens.

Bloodletting with a knife looks easy, but it is very difficult to operate.

Even though the chicken's feet were tied to wooden stakes, its wings could still move, fluttering and dusty.

She was so obedient when she was sold.

Li Xinyi couldn't help thinking: "Uncle Zheng has also been a helper cook, he should make chicken soup more fresh."

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