Celebrities who were delayed by food

Putting aside the messy thoughts in her head, Xie Yunxi was curious about the dazzling white hair, so she stretched her head and looked across the thin stream to the opposite bank.

As far as the eyes could see, the young man driving the ox cart, with a simple and honest appearance, was driving the ox cart forward slowly while waving a bullwhip.

Moving his eyes slightly, he saw a grass-woven umbrella standing on the car, and under the umbrella was a white-haired man, his face was unclear, and he could only see the dazzling long white hair under the sunlight.

As the chariots and horses approached, the line of sight gradually became clearer.

Unexpectedly, the white-haired man under the umbrella was actually a middle-aged man in his forties.

The middle-aged man was dressed in coarse cloth, and his posture was free and easy. Looking closely at his face, he had handsome features, clear eyebrows, fair face, few wrinkles, and only a few traces of time left at the corners of his eyes.

The trace was extraordinarily gentle, as if being treated kindly by time, lightly and lightly, but also revealing a bit of elegance, a bit of leisure, a bit of careless arrogance.

He is a middle-aged white-haired uncle with delicate temperament and extremely handsome appearance.

Middle-aged uncles often have it, but middle-aged gray hair, which is so completely white, is not so common.

And it's not hair dyed.

Xie Yunxi gnawed a taro, stood by the stream, looked across the water, her eyes reflected the Lingling water waves, bright and twinkling, revealing genuine curiosity.

Oddly, he is dressed in coarse cloth, but it is hard to hide his charm; Oddly, the corners of his eyes are light, with traces of time; Oddly, he is only middle-aged, but has gray hair.

Of course, what is even more curious is the sense of familiarity that seems to exist in him.

A very subtle sense of familiarity.

"Moo~~" The reins tightened.

On the other side, the bullock cart stopped.

The middle-aged man in the car stopped singing, but he was still sitting sideways, looking a little careless.

At this time, his eyes were facing the opposite bank, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was looking at Xie Yunxi and the others.

The middle-aged man's name is Shen Le, and he is on the same level as Xie Yunxi's uncle, Xie Lang, on the list of celebrities. The relationship between the two is just like that of Xie Wenqing and Sun Yiqian. It is tit for tat, full of gunpowder.

However, the scene of the two confronting each other has not appeared since more than ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Shen Le's wife died of illness, and he was also distraught, his hair turned gray overnight.

After that, Shen Le lived in seclusion and disappeared without a trace. Among the celebrities of the same generation, Xie Lang also lost his rival, and the literary world also lost a man who was as flamboyant as the wind.

It was a pity for people at the time, and people were often looking for him. Occasionally, people saw him in the bamboo forests everywhere. Unfortunately, when people were looking for him, they found nothing.

If things go on like this, Shen Le, who was flamboyant back then, has gained the nickname of "Hermit in the Bamboo Forest" - living in seclusion in the bamboo forest, hiding in the bamboo forest, waiting for traces, looking back, but seeing only the bamboo forest, but no people.

But, coincidentally, not far from where Xie Yunxi and the others stopped, an unnamed mountain stood.

The mountain is not high, and there are no scenic spots. It is just an ordinary hill with no reputation, but there happens to be a bamboo forest in the mountain.

Shen Le loves bamboo, passed by here three years ago, and then lived here, this stay has lasted for three years.

In the past three years, he has been familiar with the surrounding farms.

When I have free time on weekdays, I will take a bullock cart and walk down the mountain, or chat with the farmers working in the fields, or exchange some food materials with the farmers, or go to the village's private school as a guest teacher to teach on a whim.

Life can be considered colorful, and there is joy in the plain.

Early this morning, he was teaching the children in the village to read in a private school. At noon, he planned to go back to the mountain for a meal and a rest.Just passing by the stream, I saw Xie's family flag from a distance, looking at the flamboyant and familiar family emblem on the flag, the past years came to my heart.

Look closely at the team of chariots and horses, they are mighty and mighty, covering the banks of the stream.

With such a huge momentum, one can't help but suspect that it is the Patriarch of the Xie family who is traveling, or the Second Uncle Xie of the Xie family in the capital city.

The former is his deadly enemy, while the latter is a "fellow friend" who went up the mountain and climbed trees together, and went into the water to fish together, but they are all old friends who are rare to see.

It is said that when you are older, it is easy to recall the past and miss the old people.

Shen Le was in a pretty good mood at the moment, so she thought about meeting her old friend for a while.

If it's a "fellow friend", it happens that he has fish and wine in the car, so he can have a good time and chat a little.

Of course, if you are unlucky enough to run into an enemy, that’s not bad. You haven’t talked for a long time, and you happen to have a fight with each other, and you’re tired. There’s also food and drink prepared, which is also great.

It's just that there are thousands of calculations, "hunters and dog friends" are not seen, and there are no enemies.

As he approached, he saw two young faces of a man and a woman in the middle of the chariots and horses on the opposite bank—both strange and familiar.

Looking closely, he happened to be facing Xie Yunxi who was standing on the shore with curious eyes.

The stream is clear and sparkling.

The young man's face is like a bright moon, his body is like a pine tree, standing quietly under the willow tree, the willow branches are swaying, gently brushing the young man's crown hair, originally he looks like a nine-day immortal, but at this moment his demeanor is casual and not proper.

Blinking his eyes and taking a closer look, the young man is holding an unknown food in one hand and a big bowl in the other. He is gnawing on the food in his mouth and gulping down the contents of the bowl. His head is poked out, his eyes are bright as bright as stars .

Such a young man who looks like a banished fairy, but his demeanor is like that of the green forest man who "eats meat and drinks heavily".

But, not to mention, seeing the young man nibbling, Shen Le felt that the black food in his hands seemed extremely delicious, and couldn't help but make people salivate.

Shen Le rubbed his chin and looked at the boy with interest.

Just looking at it, I felt a sense of familiarity in my heart—a very subtle sense of familiarity.

"These eyebrows look...especially those peach blossom eyes, even if they are ruthless, they are full of spring." Shen Le thought about it, and said with a tusk: "The eyes that look like a disaster are really getting stronger from generation to generation, Xie Jia, Jing Out of evildoers."

Shen Le didn't know Xie Yunxi, but his features were very similar to Xie Lang when he was young.

Back then, Xie Lang was also such a young Lang Lang, with a pair of peach blossoms and beautiful eyes, who fascinated many girls from aristocratic families.

However, Shen Le looked at Xie Yunxi's appearance, although his features were similar, but with his temperament and posture, he didn't think this young man was Xie Lang's son.

As we all know, Xie Lang only has one son and one daughter.Xie Yunxi's age is too immature, the age does not match, and Xie Lang's son-in-law is unlikely to develop such a free and undisciplined temperament.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xie Lang's son was born under Shen Le's watch. Although he hasn't seen him for decades, he still remembers his appearance very clearly.

His eyes shifted slightly, and fell on Xie Wenqing, who got up and approached the stream. The same sentimental peach blossom eyes, but the movement of the eyes was less free and easy, and more calm and elegant.

Shen Le saw him slowly approaching the young man on the shore, guarding him behind him meticulously, looking at him with both eyes.

That posture, lack of appearance, that appearance—"I never thought that the little glutinous rice dumpling back then would look like this now...it's boring."

Whispering, the words are disgusting, but the eyes are extremely soft.Shen Le has no children. After Xie Wenqing was born, he treated him like his own son.He even "coerced and lured" Xie Qi to sneak into the baby's room with him on a night when the night was not dark and the wind was not high, intending to abduct him as his own son.

Unfortunately, the matter was revealed, he and Xie Qi were both chased and beaten by Xie Lang all over the yard, and they ran for a whole night.

At this time, Shen Le looked at Xie Wenqing, feeling infinitely emotional, but said: "Xiao Wenqing has grown up so much, tsk tsk tsk, he really looks exactly like his father, the older he gets, the less cute he becomes. .”

When she was young, Shen Le often went to Xie's house to eat, drink, and read books.

After Xie Wenqing was born, he added the item of rubbing children, and he was very bad at it. He often teased the three or four-year-old Xiao Wenqing to cry, forcing Xie Lang to always chase him with a broom and beat him.

At that time, Xie's family was always flying around, very lively.

Unfortunately, when Xie Wenqing was seven or eight years old, his wife's condition deteriorated. In order to take care of his wife, he seldom went out to visit, and he never saw Xie Wenqing after seven or eight years old.

As for Xie Nianhua and Xie Yunxi, ten years ago they were only six years old and the other was five years old. The five-year-old "Xie Yunxi" was still in the border town with his father.

Shen Le guessed Xie Wenqing's identity, and after contacting the Xie family's heirs and the scene, he could naturally guess the identity of Xie Nianhua and Xie Yunxi.

The second daughter of the Xie family who loves to wear men's clothes in red, Xie Lang's most troublesome daughter.

A young man who looks like a banished fairy. According to outside rumors, the Xie family has Sanlang, who is like a peach blossom fairy, unstained by common dust, elegant and cold, like a snow lotus on a peak, like a clear spring in summer, like a bright moon.

But—"The rumors are really unbelievable."

Shen Le shook her head, and couldn't help thinking of the memory of being chased and beaten by Xie Lang with a broom all over the yard, "Hey, look, there is a bandit Xie Lang in the rumors, heh, who would have thought that he would be so rude and violent behavior."

Shen Le complained about his deadly rival, but never mentioned his many bad deeds of abducting and making his son cry.

And when Shen Le was separated from the water, remembering the past, Xie Wenqing was persuading Xie Yunxi to return to the banquet, let him eat taro in peace, and avoid provoking strangers in the wild.

The age was too long, Xie Wenqing did not recognize Shen Le on the other side.

He has always been cautious, if he was in Langya or the capital city, he might still go up to chat or meet up.

But in the wilderness, there are younger brothers and sisters by his side. Although he feels that the other party is not threatening or malicious, he doesn't want to cause trouble.

However, Xie Yunxi has already developed curiosity about Shen Le at this moment, so naturally she will not retreat obediently.

He looked at Shen Le with white hair, very curious about the story behind this white hair.

Middle-aged people with white hair are not uncommon, but those who are so completely white are either overjoyed or sad—of course, there is a high probability that this will happen after great grief.

But after experiencing great grief, there is no look of grief on his face, and his posture is so lazy and leisurely, either he is heartless, or he is completely enlightened.

"He's an uncle with a story." Xie Yunxi murmured, and stuffed the empty bowl in Xie Wenqing's hand.

Immediately, he took a few steps forward, came to the edge of the big rock by the stream, made a trumpet with his hand, and yelled loudly, "Hey, uncle, it is fate to meet, why don't you share half of the fish behind you with me."

He said again: "I happen to have a jar of fine bamboo leaf green here."

Xie Yunxi had very good eyesight, and had already seen the fish baskets on the bullock cart on the other side.

And the fish in the fish basket seemed to be extremely lively, jumping from time to time, splashing a lot of water.

Fishing is too time-consuming, and there are ready-made live fish, which are extremely delicious when grilled or boiled.

Yes, Xie Yunxi is not only thinking about his "white hair", but also about the fish in his basket.

The greedy Xie Sanlang, seeing the extra enthusiasm, even made his smile brighter.

Shen Le has lived half her life, and has seen too many beauties of the Xie family, but at this moment, looking at Xie Yunxi with a bright smile, she still couldn't hide her surprise.

He secretly sighed "doing evil", and then felt that Xie Yunxi, a young man, was too unguarded.

"It's rare that the generation of the Xie family can raise such a pure-hearted child."

Shen Le sighed, "Hey, I'm just too defenseless. I don't know how this guy Xie Lang teaches children in the wilderness. He really misled his children."

The young man is like jade and orchid, very pleasing to the eye.

Naturally, such a young man can't do anything wrong, the one who is at fault can only be Xie Lang, the enemy - who made him the head of the Xie family, Xie Yunxi's uncle.

Shen Le felt that the logic was perfect and very reasonable.

Langya, Xie's family, in the front hall.

At this time, Xie Lang was eating in the front hall. He looked at the exquisite meals on the food table. They were obviously made according to the recipe given by Xie Yunxi, but they were not as delicious as before.

Looking at the somewhat empty hall, he couldn't help thinking of his nephew who hadn't returned from a long journey, and he was full of emotion in his heart. When he didn't want to, his nose itched, and he quickly covered his nose with a brocade handkerchief.

Immediately, there were two "yawns" and two sneezes.

As the saying goes, one is to think, the other is to scold, and the third is to take medicine for a cold.

Xie Lang took the brocade handkerchief and thought for a while, "Hey, maybe Saburo misses my uncle so much that he yawned twice." He said, nodding his head very positively, "Well, Sure enough, Saburo and I have the best understanding."

Hearing this, Xie Wang and the others stopped their bowls and chopsticks one after another, looking sideways and contemptuously.

Xie Lang remained calm as usual, only thinking that they were envious and jealous.