three feet away from me

"You are here, don't run around, I will come back to find you later."

Du Xingqing bent down and instructed Wen Xucong who was sitting under the tea shed carefully.

"Yeah." Wen Xucong raised his eyes, and sat comfortably under the tea shed.

Du Xingqing took two steps, then turned around again? Scratching his head, he went to the steamed stuffed bun shop next door to buy a plate of steamed buns, and went to the tea stand to order a pot of tea. After eating and drinking, he was ready, and then left slowly. .

Last night, Du Xingqing made a scene too late, and it was a little late to go out. When he arrived at the market, it was the hottest time of the day. After walking two steps, Du Xingqing felt that Wen Xucong might not be able to stand the heat, so he just found a place to cool off. Wen Xucong sat and waited for him in the tea shed, and he went shopping by himself and came back to pick him up.

Don't Wen Xucong think he's too delicate? Du Xingqing insisted on letting him sit down to the point where he couldn't walk, "Look at your eyes, they're almost turning black, so why are you trying to be brave?"

The young master didn't speak anymore. Who was that? The one who didn't let him sleep? If he didn't go, he wouldn't go.

Wen Xucong sitting in the teahouse is different? He argues, but Du Xingqing can't move his feet. He walks three steps and retreats two steps. He is worried that he will be cheated away when he is young, and he is afraid that he will not find something to eat when he is thirsty and hungry. Tell me this, tell me that? He looked back three times after every step, as if the person sitting here was not a young man with sound limbs and a thoughtful mind, but a milk baby who couldn't live without people.

Wen Xucong sat under the shade of a tree, Du Xingqing was not there, and he returned to his previous noble appearance, with the tea in his hand reflecting the branches growing from the top of his head? Wen Xucong was a little thirsty, but he didn't want to Hey, without Du Xingqing, he lost interest in other things.

At this time, the conversation of the woman next to him attracted the young master's attention.

The tea shed is next to a bridge, and the stream is gurgling under the bridge. Women often come to wash their clothes by the river.

"Aunt Wang, have you heard that the son of the Li family in the east of the city sneaked into the Huichun Hall two days ago, and was discovered by Mr. Li, who gave him a solid beating."

Rejuvenation Hall?The little boy pricked up his ears.

"That's right! Mr. Li's family is weak this year, why are you going there? Is it possible? It's also a loss of health?"

"Isn't it? At a young age, he hasn't played with any of the things in Flower Street and Willow Lane. Others don't feel at ease, so he goes by himself. In broad daylight, he is masked, and those who don't know think he is a thief!"

"If you want me to tell you, what kind of medicine does he go to buy when he is in a bad health! Then, leeks and bullwhip will make up for it if he eats more."

A certain person's body leaned towards the bridge quietly.

A woman lowered her voice and made fun of it: "I guess I ate it? It didn't work, so I went to the medicine hall and was discovered."

"Don't tell me, leeks? It's useful. My aunt's little niece married a sick man. Hey, don't mention it. My little niece came to my house to cry. My wife told her this? A folk remedy? , I didn’t eat it for a few days, and I hugged a fat boy the next year.”

"Just eating leeks?"

"Correct."

After the laundry was done, the woman quickly picked up a basin of clothes, chatted and left with a smile. Wen Xucong sat upright, tapped his fingers on the table, and ate leeks thoughtfully.

The shadows of the trees were dancing, Wen Xucong sat upright on the bench, looking at him in a daze, but Du Xingqing didn't notice while standing in front of him with big bags and small bags.

"Young master? What do you want?" Du Xingqing scratched his chin: "Like a watchdog."

This action in public was a bit too much, passers-by glanced here intentionally or unintentionally, but Wen Xucong just thought about it? He was so fascinated by accident that he didn't notice the surrounding situation.

He came back to his senses, and his expression softened instantly: ""You are back. "

"I'm back," Du Xingqing looked down at the teacup on the table, what it looked like when he left, and what it looks like now, Du Xingqing counted Wen Xucong's head: "Why didn't you drink water when I asked you to drink? What do you think on a hot day? What are you doing? Why are you so disobedient? Look at the weather. You just don’t do anything but sweat all over your body. You don’t drink water. What do you think? Why do you want to go to heaven? !"

It started again, Wen Xucong thought? He wanted to cover his ears.

Du Xingqing's nagging has a magical power. He can explain one of Wen Xucong's mistakes, quote scriptures, and talk about it for three days and three nights without hitting a single one. Wen Xucong's nagging gives him a headache.

Therefore, without waiting for Du Xingqing's urging, Wen Xucong picked up the tea bowl obediently and took a big sip.

With a thud, the young master put the half-missing tea bowl on the table, and took the initiative to pull Du Xingqing: "Are we going back?"

The two of them were very close, and Xu Cong's side face under the sun was elegant and handsome, as white as jade, which made Du Xingqing think of the young master's eyes full of spring last night.

The nagging words suddenly got stuck in his throat, and Du Xingqing stammered: "Go back, go back."

"Then? Let's go!" Wen Xucong pulled Du Xingqing and left.

"Wait for me."

Du Xingqing turned around, picked up the tea bowl, and drank Wen Xucong's remaining tea in one go, then Du Xingqing took Wen Xucong's hand again.

Facing the puzzled look in the young master's eyes, the young master was serious: "Don't waste it, five cents for a bowl!"

It's a sign of his frugality, not dry mouth.

The guy with the teapot behind him shouted: "Guest officer, you can get unlimited tea for five cents! Shall I refill you a bowl?"

Stumbling under his feet, Du Xingqing almost fell.

"No, no need."

Pulling Wen Xucong, Du Xingqing walked quickly with the wind blowing under his feet.