Zhui Xu

19. 19 Chapter Gas Field

Two years ago, Nie Yunzhu and Hu Tao’s master and servant both came out of the Autumn Wind Building. Although they lived together like a sister, they also tried to do as much as they could, but in fact, the master servant was still the master servant, most of them. The housework is still undertaken by the walnut, and Nie Yunzhu is just doing something simple. She embroidered some beautiful brocades every day, occasionally put some embroidered soles, and went to the Autumn Wind Building to teach a piece of music every few days, thus maintaining this home. Of course, because her embroidery is a boutique route of self-entertainment. The quality is good, but the cost and cost are also high, after all, not much money.

Since last month, Hu Tao was seriously ill, and Nie Yunzhu will inevitably have to take up these things. She will still do simple meals. There is nothing to wash clothes. I am not skilled, maybe not as clean as walnuts. . It was only a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival that I bought the old hen, I wanted to cook it to fill the body of the walnut, and finally I had a few scorpions.

Grabbing the hen did not dare to kill, and later let the hen run away, chasing all the way into the river, the kitchen knife was also thrown away, but also the good-hearted pull of his passers-by. The family rescued themselves. The first reaction after they woke up was to slap the other party, and then the kitchen knife was being seen by the other party the next day. They also helped kill the chicken…

She is also a calm and calm woman. Brothel has seen many people for many years. The image is still very important. Who knows that this time it is seen as a shameful thing, I think it is embarrassing. In the past few days, I was sick with the walnuts. Fortunately, the cold is not heavy, but it is also good for the Mid-Autumn Festival. I don’t think about the name of the benefactor. Hu Yan **… Hu Yan ** Do not know if it is right, who knows that it is here today, but it has met again.

Nie Yunzhu used to be a lot of people in the past. This young man is probably in his early twenties. It seems to be esoteric, but afterwards he wants to come. He is quite different from others. He speaks and does things like this. It looks light and casual. It was the same from the rescue of himself, the reaction of his own slap in the face and the help of killing the chicken and talking. Nie Yunzhu followed up and saw that he really wanted to buy charcoal, but when he looked at the charcoal and talked with the boss a few words, the situation is somewhat different.

The time is near late autumn, winter is approaching, most people have to buy carbon, and there are naturally scattered places, but this store is actually a bag of carbon bags to sell. After the man said it to the shopkeeper, he dumped a large bag of charcoal on the ground, took a cloth bag, picked it up with a charcoal strip, and was chosen by him, often on the ground. After a few strokes, I can throw a certain piece into the bag. The owner is not angry. I just curiously ask a few words and go to do his thing.

Just watching for a moment, Nie Yunzhu followed, stopped at the side of the other side, bent down: “benefactor?”

“Well?” The man turned to look at her and found her. “Oh, it’s you, so smart.”

This reaction and the arguments are somewhat strange. Confucian culture has reached its peak nowadays. The various rituals should be handled with considerable complexity. If a man sees a woman, he should not stand upright and be gentle. This kind of refined atmosphere is already the whole society. The habit of it. However, “Oh, it’s you, so smart,” so casually speaking, Nie Yunzhu was the first time he met, but it was a natural feeling. She groaned slightly, rubbed her eyes, then gathered her skirt and kneeled next to her.

“benefactor ……”

“Oh, but kill only a chicken, nothing, don’t call me benefactor.” The man waved and smiled and said casually.

“Benefactor is not only remembering to kill chickens, but can’t remember what saved concubine’s from the river?”

“what……”

The other party stunned, and this was reflected. Nie Yunzhu couldn’t help but smile. The two men squatted side by side in front of the pile of charcoal. Nie Yunzhu looked at him with a head: “concubine’s name is Nie Yunzhu.” Wait a moment, wait until the other person can remember the name. “Benefactor name is called 呼延**?”

“Call, call extension **…”

For a time, the man’s expression was like a slight twitch, it was very complicated, and then he laughed out: “Oh, Ning Yi.” He said, “Ning Yi, Ning Li Heng.”

Hearing this name, Nie Yunzhu also stunned.

“Water tune song…”

“That person is Ning Yi, the word Li Heng…”

“Su Family zhui xu oh…”

“Maybe it’s a famous person who bought poetry…”

The horror of Zhong Fengge’s reading of the first word was still in his mind, and the girl’s arguments suddenly flashed. Ning Yi Ning Li Heng. Originally, she simply admired the words. She had not had time to digest the charm of the first word. There was not much to talk about the gossip. Therefore, the name didn’t matter to her. I didn’t even think about it, but I got it. At this point, she only made an impact on her mind.

She took a long while and then reacted: “Ning Young Master… I don’t know what to use for this charcoal?”

“Well, it’s used to write.” Ning Yi knocked on a wooden lacquered board on the floor, and then wrote a piece of powder on the ground with a pin of charcoal. He probably wanted to Write the name of Nie Yunzhu that I just heard, but when Nie wrote the last stroke, I still had a meal. It is estimated that it is a bit rude to write the other person’s name. I changed the place and wrote “Ning”. Yi ” these two words come.

The way the font went through the book was powerful and powerful. After the final stroke, the charcoal was pinched off. Nie Yunzhu I also have rumors in calligraphy. I have a slight measure in my heart. The method of holding charcoal is different from that of holding a brush. If you write it with a charcoal strip, the font must be far worse. He can use charcoal to write it like this. The understanding of calligraphy is afraid that it has become a family.

This year’s poetry and calligraphy is a family. There are people who have deep knowledge of calligraphy. Most of them are called the next generation of Confucianism. The difference is not much. The person who can write such a handwriting can write that the water-sounding song is not very good. suspicious. Nie Yunzhu thought that the rumors were really untrustworthy. She knows that Ning Yi’s brushstrokes are just for reading. Instead, she used chalk and pen to write various art fonts. It was practiced. Later, with identity status and mood, the writing was even more added. Divided into momentum, this time look at the two words, I feel a little backward, but I can always take it out and fool people.

The practice of wording is not an overnight success. It is not always possible for the students who have worked hard all day to think that the teacher’s font is ugly…

“Get the class, write with this whiteboard, write it can be erased, sandbox, the outline is not clear enough, always sweeping and sweeping, and the sand table is flat, the students are tired, and this can be hung vertically.”

“Classroom…School? Ning Young Master is a gentleman in the school?”

“Well, elementary school, teach a few stupid students to read and write…”

“Oh…Ning Young Master, can this be?”

In the Brothel Chu Museum, there is a social art about how to get along with people. As long as there is preparation, Nie Yunzhu is confident that he can naturally talk to anyone without feeling embarrassed. This time is also natural, but this is naturally not because of myself. It feels because of the attitude of the other party. The two choose the charcoal strips, and soon they are filled with the small bag, and the hands are already dark. It is. When paying, Ning Yi paid more than ten articles for this small bag of charcoal.

“The store is not reasonable, this carbon strip will have to receive more than a dozen articles.” Out of the door, Nie Yunzhu said.

“Oh, it is not good to disturb people. It is estimated that I still want to use it to go to school to make me pick and choose. The identity of the teacher is still very good.”

“If Young Master wants to buy it next time, he might buy a few bags to go home and pick it up. Anyway, if you want to use it at home, you can save the money.”

“Haha, next time I don’t want to choose, let the students bring some useful ones to go to the school.”

After a while, the two men washed their hands on the Qinhuai river. One person carried the wooden board and the charcoal. One person took the cloth bag and the medicine bag and walked forward in tandem. Nie Yunzhu said that he was stopped in the river. What he saved, Ning Yi just waved his hand and said that it was not a big deal, and that it was an understatement.

The two occasionally talked a few words, the atmosphere was naturally a bit strange, the two walked out of a paragraph, walking in the back of the step of Nie Yunzhu thinking about the mood of the water to the head, suddenly felt that perhaps only this free and easy, Only to write such poems.

So I walked out for a while, and when I got to a river bay, Ning Yi stopped and said goodbye to it. Not far from the river bank, the waves were quiet, the willows were green, and a tea pot and several small shops were there. There is a small chess booth next to the samovar, and the two old people are playing there leisurely. One of them is full of silk and satin, which is quite expensive.

She said goodbye to the other party. After a few words, she paused for a while and walked forward. The other party also went forward. It was in the direction of the tea booth. The two old people seemed to be He knew, smiled and said something, and heard his voice faintly.

“…There were two miserables in these days… This morning, the nephew is coming to me…”

She walked over and finally looked back, the man was sitting there watching the chess, took a cup of tea and took a light drink. There is not much overlap between the two people. There is no such thing as repaying the grace, and Jiangning, who is big, may not have the chance to see each other again in the future. It seems that there is not much utilitarianism and intention in dealing with others. This is almost only seen among the talents and celebrities she has seen. It is natural and free, free and easy, free from many red tapes, but not unpleasant. The feeling of being able to maintain the distance is indeed as rumored as the literary style of the Tang Dynasty. Nowadays, the literati are all gentlemen, and perhaps the gentleman should be so romantic.

Maybe I won’t meet again later, and the other party hasn’t taken those “loves” seriously, but she has already remembered such a figure.

Ning Yi Ning Li Heng ……

Nie Yunzhu thought so, and walked in the direction of going home.