Unspeakable hatred of rich men

I would also like to thank my father-in-law and mother-in-law. "

"My father and mother?" Zuo Yanting was puzzled, and then came to his senses, gritted his teeth and said, "What father-in-law and mother-in-law, we are not married, we are called uncle and aunt." After finishing speaking, he continued to ask: "Okay, I don't care about you, Tell me why you say that."

"It's very simple. Fortunately, they held you back. My father said, if you don't want to be filial in front of your parents, you will follow me. Think about it, if I come back after recovering my memory, you will Now that I'm gone, how can you tell me to live?"

After Long Xi finished speaking, Zuo Yanting couldn't help laughing.But thinking of those days like a walking corpse, I couldn't help but tremble again, and murmured: "Fortunately, it's all over, those miserable days are all over."

"Yeah, it's all over. Compared with Lu You and Tang Wan, Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen, who are affectionate but can't get married, we two are lucky after all." Long Xi hugged Zuo Yanting tightly, and suddenly laughed: "How about we also put a river lantern?"

"Okay, but, will you fold it?"

Zuo Yanting also sat up happily.Seeing that Long Xi ordered the shadow guards to bring candles and red paper in high spirits, he really didn't expect the other party to fold a river lantern, so he watched with interest.

Although Long Xi knew how to fold it, Liu Po ​​taught him that a long time ago, and now he has somewhat forgotten it. He folded one with great difficulty, but it didn't look very good-looking, but when he put a candle on it, he could barely see that it was a river lantern. .

He folded two, one for Zuo Yanting, and one for himself. The two wrote blessings, and then put the river lantern into the river together, and drifted away to the distance with the other river lanterns.

The two of them looked at the two river lanterns, and their hearts were filled with emotion.

Suddenly, the boatman came over again and handed them a blank piece of paper with a few lines written on it: "Young masters, the boat is about to stop at the pier in front of me. I'm sleepy, and I'm afraid I'll fall asleep halfway. The boat is either capsized or sinking."

Long Xi and Zuo Yanting looked at each other, and then couldn't help laughing, they just forgot that this time they were traveling in micro-services, and there was only one boat, and the reason why the dragon boats could travel at night was because the boatmen on the dragon boats could take turns.

So he quickly wrote a few words on the paper and asked the boatman to arrange it himself.

The boat soon docked at the shore, where several fishing boats had already moored, and the dots of fishing fires were floating on the river, which reminded people of the poem "Jiang Feng's fishing fires to Mianmian".

After a night of rest, although the conditions are limited, but with the one I love by my side, I can sleep soundly.The fisherman woke up before dawn the next day, and the boat continued to sail south.

In the thin mist, the boat rides the wind and waves all the way forward.Long Xi and Zuo Yanting stood at the bow of the boat, watching the scene in the morning light.Imagining Jinhua Yangzhou, which is hundreds of miles away, it must be full of flowers and willows at this time, waiting for their arrival with the most beautiful faces.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help smiling knowingly.

──The end of the book──

◎About the story of Jiang Shangfan, please read the Tibetan English anthology Zhu Men's Spring Beauty: Cowardly and Ruthless.