[Old Nine Gates] This life is leisurely

There is a very famous teahouse in Changsha City, which is located in the west alley of the city.The name of this teahouse is very interesting, it is called "Yifan Teahouse".

On the street is a large curved-foot-shaped counter painted with water chestnut purple lacquer. There are tea leaves and hot water in the cabinet, so you can make tea at any time.Going further inside is the back kitchen. The hibiscus cakes, sachima, moon cakes, peach cakes, etc. in the glass boxes on the counter are all from here. These exquisite pastries are very popular with teachers from nearby Changsha University. students welcome.

Teahouses at that time were a place of mixed fish and dragons, very lively, and a teahouse was no exception.In the afternoon and evening, horse-driving horses often pass by, come into the store, and ask for a cup of the cheapest tea and a small plate of tamarind (a kind of fruit on a tree, shaped like acacia, very sour, very sour in the mouth) Makes people eyebrows), and then sat in the lobby on the first floor, chatting with everyone.

The second floor is a private room. Although it is a private room, it is just that the tables are replaced with black lacquer, and tea is made in fine white porcelain pots instead of covered bowls. people.

Over time, the ordinary tea drinkers on the first floor stopped going upstairs.But the second interesting thing about Yifan teahouse is that there is a very eye-catching big note on all the pillars on the second floor, which reads "Don't talk about state affairs".

Wen Yu sat on the second floor and ordered a cup of Tuocha and a bowl of pickled pears (made from pears soaked in salt water). The seat by the west wall was very good, and he could clearly see the lively scene on the first floor.

A sorcerer in a green shirt and long gown was holding a six-inch-high piece of cardboard with patterns such as Eight Trigrams and Tai Chi drawn on it in one hand, and a paper medium in the other hand, circling between the tea tables, He muttered something, like "No money for palm reading!", "Free fortune-telling, no money!" and so on.

There was also a blind man sitting in the corner of the hall, fiddled with the dulcimer, and rapped at the same time, the content of the singing was probably:

………………

The fertile fields are sold beautifully,

The high-rise building was demolished,

My wife and concubine ran away,

I became a fox fur robe...

He sang terribly, probably talking about the dangers of opium smoke, but none of the tea guests listened to him seriously, and everyone was talking about their own words.

There are not many people who smoke opium in teahouses, but there are quite a few people who smoke leaf tobacco.These people usually order a bowl of tea, and then take out a round leather cigarette case with a layer of black paint on the outside.Open it with one hand, uncover the covered vegetable leaves, take out the cut Jintang leaves, roll them up one by one, then light the fire, and start chatting with the people around you while smoking a cigarette.

Wen Yu likes the location of the west wall, not because of the good location, but because there is an interesting little poem on the west wall, which is written in ink. This is the third interesting point of this teahouse in her opinion. Probably:

Remember the old days,

Follow Daddy to tea,

Grind the screw shell in front of the door,

Make mud and sand at the entrance of the alley.

I don't know which dear friend wrote it, but it expresses a feeling of tranquility and tranquility.This poem is the junction of the table and the wall, which is very hidden, and Wen Yu only discovered it by chance.

She has been carrying this little secret all by herself, as a little pleasure for herself.

Time passed quickly, and after a while, the agreed time came, and the agreed person also came, and the person who came was Chen Pi Asi.

"Master...no, Wen...Miss Wen, what do you want from me?" Chen Pi Asi changed his words awkwardly, and sat opposite Wen Yu.

"There are things, but let's talk about it later, Chen Pi, you order a cup of tea first, and we will talk slowly while drinking tea."

Wen Yu raised his hand and beckoned to the waiter wearing a white apron, but turned his face to Chen Pi Ahsi, and asked, "Chen Pi, what do you want?"

Chen Pi Asi and Wen Yu looked at each other for a second, and then quickly moved away uncomfortably, as if to cover up the sparkle in their eyes.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "A cup of incense is fine."

"Chen Pi, I'm looking for you this time to ask you for something back." Wen Yu was no longer vague, and went straight to the point, "Did Jiuye ever give you a pocket watch, saying it was mine?"

"Ah..." Chen Pi raised his head slightly, and looked at Wen Yu in astonishment, while the left hand hidden under the table unconsciously huddled together, and slowly spread out bit by bit, "En."

"Miss Wen." Speaking of this, Chen Pi paused, lowered his head and said sullenly, "Are you going to take it back?"

She gave a slight favor, which was regarded as a reply to Chen Pi.

After listening, Chen Pi stared at Wen Yu for a long time, and then carefully took Wen Yu's pocket watch from his arms. The pocket watch was wrapped in a light green veil, and it could be seen that Chen Pi loved it extremely.

Wen Yu's heart became heavier and heavier, and the words that lingered on his lips became more and more difficult to utter.

In the end, she sighed slightly, turned her face away slightly, and let her eyes leave Chen Pi's face and slanted out of the window.

At the same time, Wen Yuqing's light and elegant voice slowly sounded in Chen Pi's ear, saying something he didn't want to believe, "Chen Pi, I'm not a girl, I'm not Er Yuehong's wife, or your mistress."

Chen Pi grabbed his hair with both hands, stood up, looked at Wen Yu in disbelief, shook his head non-stop, and murmured: "Impossible, you are the teacher's wife, and the teacher's wife is not dead, I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

Wen Yu didn't say a word, but quietly took out the pocket watch in the handkerchief, then folded the square handkerchief bit by bit, and handed it to the emotionally unstable Chen Pi.

"You are Master." Chen Pi seemed to have grasped the last straw, grabbed the square handkerchief, stared at Wen Yu closely, and said, "Master, can you not joke with Chen Pi? This joke is not funny at all." , Chen Pi will be obedient and obedient in the future, and he will never make trouble again, and he will definitely learn from Master."

"Chen Pi, am I your teacher's wife? I'm afraid you know it in your heart. Why do you deceive yourself? Are you really worthy of the real owner of this square handkerchief? Could it be that your friendship with your teacher's wife can be compared with a similar one?" Can people be replaced? Do you care about this appearance, not your teacher's wife?" Wen Yu's voice suddenly rose, and her tone was aggravated, trying to wake up Chen Pi who was obsessed with obsession.

"Yes, you are not my wife, you are not my wife." Chen Pi's face suddenly became very pale, his sharp eyes dimmed little by little, and his tone became weak, "Miss Wen, in fact, I have Knowing that you are not a teacher's wife, but I still can't help but deceive myself that you are a teacher's wife. I don't know that this is the greatest disrespect to my teacher."

Suddenly, Chen Pi changed the subject, "Then, who are you, and why do you look so similar to Master?"

Wen Yu ignored Chen Pi's probing eyes tightly locked on her body, turned around on her own, and sighed, "It seems that you still don't fully believe what I say, your teacher and I have very different temperaments, and we behave differently. , and some small habits are also different, you must be aware of these. As for this appearance, how can there be two people with similar appearances in the world, me and your teacher's wife?"

Chen Pi's pupils shrank slightly, staring at the table without saying a word.After a moment of silence, he glanced at Wen Yu, got up and left, leaving Wen Yu alone in the teahouse.

After Chen Pi left, Wen Yu took out the pocket watch she had put away just now, and almost said to herself: "Jiu Ye, it's not a gentleman's work to have ears on the wall." After saying that, she also got up and left.

When the waiter brought the tea, there was no one in the seat just now, only the tea money paid by Wen Yu and the pocket watch she asked for back from Chen Pi were left on the table.

The author has something to say: 1. Today Mr. Shi wrote the application for joining the party for a day, but he couldn’t help but kept writing typos and 16 essay papers were wasted. Whether he can successfully apply is still uncertain, but at least he worked hard to submit it .

2. Many of the settings in this chapter, such as the blind luthier, the fortune teller, the poems on the wall, and the food in it, all come from Wang Zengqi's prose. You can read it if you like little angels.

3. It is still a short article.

4. The previous chapter was replaced, and the mahjong group was replaced.