The little man on the apex

Zhou Ziyu tore off the outer shirt on his head, feeling a little dazed.

Zhao Jing supported his head with his arms, and his cheek was facing a lantern in the yard, which made his eyelashes glow: "Ziyu, do you know who those wooden dolls are?"

"One is you, the other." Zhao Jing pointed to Zhou Ziyu, then pointed to himself, "The other one is not Feng Wanlong, but...it's me."

Zhou Ziyu held Zhao Jing's coat in his hand, and stared blankly at his face.

"We have known each other longer than anyone else, longer than Mr. Yan. I have seen everything about you, and no one else has, have I?"

Zhou Ziyu recalled what happened when he was a child, and that thin figure overlapped with the person in front of him, making it look unreal.

When they were young, the two stayed together all day long. Zhou Ziyu often left Zhao Jing at home and slept with him. Aunt Zhou also treated Zhao Jing as half of her own child, and made him a copy of the new clothes for the New Year. .

Zhou Ziyu felt that it was a long time ago, and Zhao Jing had been away for so long, Zhou Ziyu was a little unable to match those things with this person.

But now, these suddenly emerged with incomparable clarity, returning to the person in front of him.

Zhao Jing whispered to himself for a long time, then suddenly raised his bright eyes, "Ziyu, I... can I... can I hug you?"

Zhou Ziyu hesitated for a while, then put his arms around Zhao Jing's waist, and put his head on his chest, feeling like thunder was beating inside.

"Ziyu, okay, don't... don't hug for too long." Just for a moment, Zhao Jing patted Zhou Ziyu's shoulder lightly, and whispered in his ear, "I'm afraid I will... .will be uncontrollable."

Zhou Ziyu raised his head, wondering: "Control what?"

"I can't help but want...to kiss you." Zhao Jing twitched his eyelashes, "Then, I will feel very uncomfortable, Ziyu."

Zhou Ziyu didn't know how to get it, so he stood on tiptoe like a ghost, and kissed Zhao Jing's chin.

He originally wanted to kiss on the cheek, but Zhao Jing was much taller than him, but Zhao Jing's next move made him feel lucky that he just kissed his chin.

Zhao Jing first froze in place for a while, then suddenly covered his chin and smirked, then walked around the table, and when passing by Yuanxi and the others, he hugged everyone lightly.

As if these were not enough, he dragged Yan Heyi and Zhou Hongxi up one by one, who were still punching each other, and hugged the two bewildered drunks.

Zhou Ziyu pondered for a while, then asked Zhao Jing who was about to hug him again: "Xiao Jing, do you like me?"

Zhao Jing froze for a moment: "What?"

Zhou Ziyu bit his lip and said loudly, "Do you like Zhou Ziyu?"

Zhao Jing didn't seem to know who the person in front of him was, and nodded honestly: "Yes, I like him."

"I liked it a long, long time ago." Zhao Jing leaned closer to Zhou Ziyu, as if he was talking about a big secret, "I like it more than anyone else, and I like it a hundred thousand times more than that Feng Wanlong. "

He lowered his head and muttered: "But...I'm not good enough for him."

"Shh, don't tell him." He glanced at Yuan Xi and Chang Ying next to him again, "Don't tell him either."

"Why?" Zhou Ziyu's eye circles were a little red.

Zhao Jing puffed his cheeks and said in a low voice, "I dare not tell him."

"I think...after my carpenter's shop earns enough 100 taels of silver, I will propose marriage to him, and he might agree."

Zhou Ziyu looked up at him, a little confused: "Does Zhou Ziyu like silver very much?"

Zhao Jing repeatedly waved his hands to deny: "No, it's just...he has to marry a rich man."

This time, the two onlookers couldn't figure it out either, and asked together: "Why?"

Zhao Jing turned around and explained to them earnestly: "That's it, you have to be very handsome and strong, you can't be as thin as a chick, you like to be clean, you can't grow a long beard , treat him well, buy him whatever he wants..."

Zhou Ziyu frowned even tighter: "Who said that?"

"Ziyu." Zhao Jing seemed to see that the person in front of him was Zhou Ziyu again, "Oh, it's you, you said it."

Zhou Ziyu didn't have the slightest impression: "When did I... say this?"

Zhao Jing stretched out his finger: "When I was ten years old..."

It was only then that Zhou Ziyu realized that it must have been a bright red evening when the two were tired from playing and were lying side by side on the grass on the hillside talking. Zhao Jing, who was ten years old, asked this question casually, and himself, who was in his early ten years, also said casually. Answered.

Looking at Zhao Jing in front of him again, he was as strong as a hill, his upper arms were thicker than his calves, completely different from the skinny look he had when he was a child.

The waist is very thin, the shoulders are straight, the body is strong, I like to be clean, I don’t have a beard at all, I am good to myself, I can buy whatever I want...

Then, I have to work every day, and I also stay under the lamp at night, just to save the so-called 100 taels of silver.

"Ten years old? How old was I at that time, do you believe it?"

"You were very serious when you said that." At this moment, Zhao Jing also said very seriously.

Zhou Ziyu grabbed both of Zhao Jing's hands and mustered up the courage to say what was in his heart: "Xiao Jing, I like you too."

Zhao Jing pulled Zhou Ziyu to look him up and down, as if he was sure who this person was. After he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he asked cautiously, "Really?"

Zhou Ziyu stood on tiptoe and pinched Zhao Jingtong's red face: "Really, I like you."

"He's telling the truth." Zhao Jing tugged at Zhou Ziyu's sleeve, then took his hand away, and said to a group of people one by one, "Ziyu said he likes me, did you hear me?"

Yuan Xi was more excited than him, leaning shoulder to shoulder with Chang Ying, his eyes were wide open, wishing he could imprint the scene in front of him in his mind.

"Okay!" Yan Heyi and Zhou Hongxi shouted suddenly, and poured wine for each other.

"Well, he said he likes him, Yuan Xi, and I like you too."

"Hey, brother Yan, good wine, come again."

Yuan Xi and Chang Ying were busy looking at this side, and waved their hands perfunctorily to the two drunks: "Okay, let's drink."

Here, Zhou Ziyu stood on tiptoe, saw that there was still some distance between him and Zhao Jing, so he grabbed his collar and said softly, "Xiao Jing, bow your head."

Zhao Jing bowed his head obediently.

"A little lower."

"okay."

Yuan Xi and Chang Ying quickly covered their eyes and looked out from between their fingers.

"Boy, you can do it. You are really brave and brave."

Yuan Xi poked Chang Ying's shoulder helplessly: "Sister Ying, don't use idioms indiscriminately."

Seeing the posture here, the two drunks also staggered to find their own.

Yan Heyi stood in front of Yuan Xi holding the hem of her clothes, and said with an aggrieved expression, "Yuan Xi, I want it too."

Yuan Xi raised his hand and brushed Yan Heyi's lips with his fingertips, and said in an in-depth manner: "Call me, Mr. Xiang, come and listen."

Yan Heyi probably didn't hear clearly, so she pursed her lips and called "Grandpa".

Yuan Xi corrected him: "It's my husband."

Yan Heyi heard it clearly this time: "That's right, are you willing to call me your husband?"

Unexpectedly, he took advantage of him, and Yuan Xi couldn't argue with a drunkard, so he wrapped his arms around Yan Heyi's neck and satisfied his request.

Zhou Hongxi, who was about the same height as Yan Heyi, bent his body and rested his head on Chang Ying's shoulder, sticky like the melted coating of candied haws.

Chang Ying was busy looking at Zhou Ziyu and Zhao Jing, and kissed him on the cheek like a dragonfly.

Several lanterns were lit in the yard, but the moonlight could not be seen even when I looked up. Yan Heyi read a few lines of poems, and ran over to put out all the lanterns.

It's the first day of August, and the moon's narrow teeth make the sky full of stars extraordinarily bright.

In the courtyard where the breeze blows, there are three reunited couples.

Yuan Xi lay in Yan Heyi's arms, Zhou Hongxi leaned on Chang Ying's shoulder, Zhou Ziyu sat upright with Zhao Jing, holding hands tightly under the sleeves.

The candied gourds that Chang Ying bought were still stuck beside the table, and no one ate them after asking around, so Yuan Xi dragged Zhou Ziyu over and ate all the candied fruit on them.

Yan Heyi began to worry again: "Yuanxi, don't eat too much sugar at night, it will cause a toothache."

Yuan Xi chewed the sugar coating crunchily: "Brother, do you want to eat it?"

Yan Heyi leaned over again as if to flatter her, and opened her mouth to ask Yuan Xi to feed him.

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It was too late, Zhou Hongxi took Chang Ying to clean up the guest room, there were only two guest rooms, Yuan Xi held hands with Zhou Ziyu, and chose the one inside.

Yan Heyi was stunned for a while, then turned to Zhao Jing and said, "Well, let's sleep together."

Zhao Jing stared closely at Zhou Ziyu's back until the two entered the room, poked his head out to wave to them, and then closed the door, then he followed Yan Heyi into the room, muttering: " I want to sleep with Ziyu, just like when I was a child."

After Chang Ying arranged these people, he dragged Zhou Hongxi back to the house. Zhou Hongxi was so tall, but he wanted to lean his head on Chang Ying's shoulder.

"If those colleagues in your yamen saw it," Chang Ying pinched his cheek, "there is no hole for you to drill here."

The few people didn't dare to mention Jia Yuanwai until Yuanxi took the initiative to ask, and Zhou Hongxi told him about the case.

Putting drugs in the incense burner and conniving the servants to commit crimes were all seen by Zhou Hongxi on the spot, so there was nothing to deny, but another case was discovered when searching the drugs in Jia Yuanwai's mansion.

In a wing room in the backyard of Jia Yuanwai's mansion, I found a brother who was locked up.

This brother is from a nearby town. He came to Lanxi Town a year ago and disappeared on the street. Some people said that they saw him go to the pier with the same man, and left quietly by boat. Without seeing any trace, he agreed with the statement that brother eloped with his lover.

When he was found in Jia Yuanwai's mansion, this brother was already a little out of his mind, and he was given medicine and needles by the doctor for a few days before he recovered.

According to what he said, that day he saw someone selling calligraphy and painting on the street, and on a whim, he took up a pen and wrote a few words, which was highly praised by Jia Yuanwai who passed by, and said that there was a post from a famous artist at home, so he was invited to go with him. look.

After following Jia Yuanwai into the mansion, he was dazed and woke up in that wing.

This Jia Yuanwai was not greedy, but he was asked to write a few words every day, and at night he was tied up hand and foot, and he slept straight beside him.

After interrogating the housekeeper, I found out that Jia Yuanwai's former husband ran away with him. Since then, Jia Yuanwai has been a little abnormal. The husband who ran away has good handwriting and looks fair and handsome.

This Jia Yuanwai was imprisoned in the mansion, but no one found him for so long, all because of the protection of his cousin who was the chief bookkeeper in the yamen.

This time, the government thoroughly investigated the matter, took Jia Yuanwai and the bookkeeper's cousin together, and sent someone to send the brother back home.

As for the calligraphy and paintings of Yan Heyi bought by Jia Yuanwai, together with the one with Yuan Xi's inscription, they were all returned intact.

Yan Heyi still felt scared, bowed her body and wanted to worship Zhou Hongxi as her master, saying that she wanted to learn martial arts from him.

Zhou Hongxi looked at Yan Heyi, who was a little taller than himself and knocked down many servants of Jia Yuan's family by himself, hesitated for a moment, and paid him back a bow, which was regarded as mutual mentor and apprentice.