Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Xie Fu laughed, but Song Huaizhang was a little embarrassed, and asked, "I'd take the liberty to ask the lady's name."

"What's the name? My name is Qiu Jintang."

Song Huaizhang was stunned for a moment, then looked at the little lady in coir raincoat and bamboo hat, "What an elegant name."

Xie Fu blurted out: "The hibiscus flowers fall in front of the door, and the crabapple blooms again."

Song Huaizhang immediately praised: "Brother Taiwan has a good literary talent and a good mind."

He said to Qiu Jintang: "Miss Qiu's name is elegant. Once Mr. Xie's poem comes out, it will become even more elegant. I will also answer the last two sentences." As he spoke, he began to think.

Seeing Xie Fu write her name in a poem, Qiu Jintang couldn't help looking at Xie Fu lightly.

In fact, she admires literary people very much, but the more she lacks these in her stomach, the more inferior she is, and the more contemptuous she is on her lips.

At the beginning, his father invited her husband to give her this name, and spent a hundred coins to give it to her, in the hope that she could change from a fisherman's girl to...

Thinking of his father, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Song Huaizhang suddenly said: "Yes, Ye Yan Tianshuangliang...err..."

Xie Fu picked it up casually: "Crying is turning into sunshine."

Song Huaizhang blurted out: "Okay, after being picked up like this by Xiongtai, I am suddenly enlightened, and the scene of a happy daughter is vividly expressed in the poem."

"Hehe, you're making a fool of yourself, Mr. Song, who are those people chasing you just now?"

After pondering for a while, Song Huaizhang smiled and said, "To tell the truth, Mr. Xie, the group of people who chased me just now are actually my slaves."

Xie Fu was curious: "Since he is your domestic slave, why is Mr. Song in such a hurry?"

"These people were instructed by my father to arrest me and go back."

This remark reminded Xie Fu that he had fled home in a hurry before, he laughed and said, "Mr. Song, what disaster did you cause?"

"It's not that I caused trouble, it's because my family wanted to get married and I didn't want to, so I ran away just now."

It is common to hear women running away from marriage, but it is rare to hear men running away from marriage. Xie Fu asked with a smile: "Is the other party as ugly as a pig?"

"Although I haven't met that young lady, I heard that she was born as a shy woman, with a gentle personality and versatile talents. No matter poetry, song, chess, calligraphy and painting, she can do everything."

"Then why did Mr. Song run away from marriage?"

"Because I don't marry unless I'm a cousin."

Xie Fu saw that this Song Gongzi was a little pedantic, a little stubborn, and a little infatuated, but he saw the shadow of himself.

Back then, he was also so pure and pure, dedicated and single-minded, but now he is a romantic and sentimental rotten person.

Can……

But every relationship seems to be destined in the dark, and there is no way to hide.

He lacked the kindness of women since he was a child, and God arranged for Chuyue to meet him. He really couldn't resist the selfless kindness in Chuyue.

There is also sympathy and sympathy with Crane Love.

And Wanzhi is an old friend who has been exchanging letters for a long time.

Even Xiao Yun was actually the noble lady whom he had a crush on since he was a child.

It's as if God saw him in the previous nine lives as an old man without a wife, and all his fate was concentrated in this life.

Marriage of ten generations turned into one.

It would be great if you love only one person in every life.

Thinking of this, Xie Fu sighed.

Song Huaizhang thought that Xie Fu was sighing for him, and said with a smile, "I'm going to Lei Yuanzong to find my cousin now."

Xie Fu uttered an oh, and he went on the same road with him.

At this time, Qiu Jintang supported the scull with both hands, and opened her lips to sing aloud: "The geese fly from the north to the south for another autumn, I send you off to the king with a sad heart..."

Xie Fu was surprised when he heard the preface of this song.

Song Huaizhang smiled and said, "Miss Qiu, what are you mourning for? Everyone is talking and laughing, so I am mourning."

After hearing Song Huaizhang's words, Xie Fu guessed that he had never heard this piece of music, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.

Qiu Jintang glared at Song Huaizhang: "Shut up, you interrupted me, I forgot how to sing next, if you interrupt me again, I'll throw you into the river."

Song Huaizhang immediately shut his mouth.

Qiu Jintang continued to sing:
It's quite a day, and Jun Yi, thinking about today, saying goodbye to you, weeping, crying, lamenting that the slave is just a boatman's daughter, and can't be with you, looking at you, I turned white for a moment.

Song Huaizhang was hurt by the song, and hummed with a sad expression.

Tears rolled down my heart.

Concentric boats continue the marriage, hide in the misty water of the big river together, look at the half moon in the water with shame, you come to Qinghua as a slave, elope with you to the end of the world, the red moon is harmonious.

Qiu Jintang stopped singing here, although her singing voice cannot be compared with that of famous actors, but this song is very suitable for her identity as a boatman's daughter, and it touches her heartstrings.

And songs from ancient times to the present are for stretching feelings, not for showing skills.

A song with only technique but no emotion is just a melody.

Song Huaizhang couldn't help humming along: "Eloped with you to the end of the world, the red moon is harmonious."

As she sang, her eyes turned slightly red, and she said with a smile, "This song is so suitable for this situation, it's as if it was written for me."

Qiu Jintang retorted: "Nonsense, are you a boatman's daughter?"

Song Huaizhang raised his head and replied: "Although I am not a boat girl, I am that infatuated man."

Xie Fu thought to himself, what an infatuated man, he has lost these precious three words forever and will never get them back.

He was actually envious of Song Huaizhang in front of him, who was able to love only one person innocently.

"Miss Qiu, what's the name of this song?"

Qiu Jintang laughed and said, "Three prostrations with flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, all the boat girls in our area will sing this song."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Miss Qiu is just beginning to fall in love, and she is looking forward to having a lover, isn't she?"

Which girl is not affectionate, Qiu Jintang blushed slightly when she was told, and said viciously: "You sons, you are thinking about dirty things in your mind."

Xie Fu smiled and said: "It's only natural for men and women to love each other, but it's not such a dirty piece of shit. Miss Qiu, you usually carry people on boats, is there anyone in your life who secretly likes you?"

Qiu Jintang sneered: "I am self-righteous, I have seen people who are a hundred times more handsome and better than you, and there are many more."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "I didn't say it was me."

"Don't think I don't know, you are just talking about yourself, do you want to use frivolous language to flirt next, try flirtatiously, try flirtatiously, see if I don't shake you off the boat, when the time comes, cry and let me go Auntie will help you up."

Xie Fu smiled, and said meaningfully: "It seems that Miss Qiu is a person with a story."

Qiu Jintang thanked Fu with her finger, and said coldly: "I tell you! You are neither the first nor the last. It is best to wash your mouth in the river first."

"The Wei River is swollen and greasy, and the fat water is discarded. Algae grows on the river surface, and the boat mother is also pissed. I'm afraid my mouth will become dirtier the more I wash it."

Xie Fu spoke in a cryptic manner, thinking that the other party could not understand, why Qiu Jintang listened to a lot of polite words every day, but he couldn't learn from him.

He raised the oar and gave Xie Fu a slap: "I saw your dirty face early in the morning, and it really looks the same."

Xie Fu smiled, since people can't make jokes, then he should stop joking.

At this moment, Song Huaizhang came back to his senses and said, "That's not right, why is this song called Three Kowtows with Flowers and Candles in the Bridal Chamber? The singing is different from the title of the song."

Qiu Jintang said unhappily: "I'm ignorant and ignorant, there's still more to come, and I just mess around before I finish listening."

Song Huaizhang said: "Miss Qiu, you continue to sing, I want to hear it."

"You treat me as a singer, don't sing!"

Song Huaizhang handed over a piece of broken silver: "Moisten Miss Qiu's throat, please speak up."

The person surnamed Song was much more pleasing to the eye than the one surnamed Xie, and he didn't dare to take the money, and said with a warm face: "I can't sing, and I can't sing well either."

"Oh." Song Huaizhang looked disappointed.

At this time, Xie Fu smiled and said, "Let me start."

"You come?"

Xie Fu has already sung: The wind and snow covered the sky, the moonlight was covered by the sky, the hall was illuminated by double candles on the ceremony table, the boatman's daughter entered the bridal chamber with tears, poured a glass of thanks to the heaven and the earth, and had a sympathetic relationship with the king...

Since you can't be Fan Yuyang in reality, then you can be Fan Yuyang in the song, love it!Love it!

He is indeed such a man, but... just as passionate, but he can't bear the sadness of every woman who loves her, and he really doesn't know how to be a loyal and loyal man.

Nothing but!He is such a scumbag!

The intense and surging emotions in the heart are vented through the singing.

This song was composed by him. When he first composed it, he showed his talents with a playful heart.

On the painting boat, when facing Lan Ning, he had no complaints or regrets, but at this moment, he was in a different state of mind, revealing the sadness of wishing he could not.

This state of mind is exactly in line with the meaning of the word, wishing not to live together, but to die together.

After the song was finished, Qiu Jintang, who was full of disdain just now, shed tears silently. She had listened to this song countless times, and there were not a few boat girls with sweet voices.

Even sometimes, she would listen to the boat next to the brothel, and listen to the famous actors and actresses in the brothel singing this song.

But no one sang more touchingly than him, making Xiao Ran cry, and obviously his manly voice is not sweet at all.

Qiu Jintang looked at Xie Fu in a very different way at this moment, instead of contempt, there was even admiration.

Xie Fu sighed, and this sigh also reached Qiu Jintang's heart. Could it be that he is a man full of sad stories.

Song Huaizhang, a big man, cried more than Qiu Jintang, and persuaded: "Mr. Xie, why bother to peep at the crane through the window, you should look up to see the spring platform."

Xie Fu smiled and said: "Thank you, I have been taught. I will also repay Mr. Song with these words of Mr. Song."

Song Huaizhang nodded: "It's reasonable, it's reasonable."

Xie Fu smiled casually: "Okay, everyone don't moan about nothing."

Qiu Jintang, who had always disdained the two of them, nodded in agreement: "Let me sing a Yue song for the two young masters."

Xie Fu said with a smile: "It's rare that Miss Qiu is willing to open her mouth. We both listen carefully."

Qiu Jintang looked up at the moon, stretched her throat and sang, and the sweet melody sounded:

A pot of good tea is never missing with the full moon.

A sound of fireworks rings in the night sky and hangs in the sky.

Grandma said that it was the night of the Lantern Festival, and I went to the bridge to watch the lanterns, and there were fruits to drink carp lanterns, and Uncle to drink Niangzi.

The shengxiao blows the clouds and the world is full of laughter.

Listening to a song, thinking of me for ten years, I will not return to my hometown, and I will return with the light and moon...

Qiu Jintang's singing voice was sweet, leading the two of them like pillows on clouds.

It was a sudden downpour of rain, and the cold raindrops fell on the face like needles stinging.

Qiu Jintang stopped singing and looked serious: "The storm is coming! You two go back to the cabin and hide!"

Song Huaizhang couldn't bear the cold raindrops, so he rushed into the cabin with a bang.

But Xie Fu went to the mast and pulled the rope to help put up the canvas.

Qiu Jintang was afraid that Xie Fu would make a mistake: "Mr. Xie, I'll come, don't be a hindrance to you."

As he spoke, he walked up to Xie Fu, grabbed the rope from his hand, and pulled it hard.

She is a woman, she is petite, and the wind is blowing at this moment, and it is a bit difficult to pull it. Before Xie Fu can help, she saw Qiu Jintang jumping nimbly, and then squatting on the ground to pull, the canvas was swished by her pull down.

Qiu Jintang quickly tied the knot and said to Xie Fu: "The wind on this river will be very strong, and I can't see the waves in the dark. It's just based on experience. After a while, the boat will bump and shake very badly. Go inside and take care of it." The one surnamed Song is left to me outside."

"This is not the first time I have encountered this situation, as long as you do what I say, I will send you ashore safe and sound."

Professional things should be left to professional people, I'm afraid it will be a disservice if I stay here by myself, "If you need help, please call."

People return to the cabin.

After a while, there was a violent storm, the top of the boat was crackled by the bean-sized raindrops, the boat's contents were trembling, and the wind was whistling and the river was rushing.

In the darkness, only the oil lamp shaking from side to side at the bow of the boat can give people a sense of security.

Song Huaizhang said to Xie Fu, "The wind and rain are so heavy."

Xie Fu said: "This is the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River. Once it rains heavily, the river will rise sharply, and the wind and waves will be very strong. It will get worse after a while. You have to catch it tightly. If you fall into the river, you will be directly swept to the bottom of the river. No matter how good the water quality is." It's useless."

Song Huaizhang quickly grabbed the wood of the hull and asked Xie Fu, "Mr. Xie, do you understand water?"

Xie Fu replied: "My water skills are not bad, but I dare not take risks."

Song Huaizhang tremblingly said, "I don't know how to do it,"

At this time, the hull of the ship shook violently, Song Huaizhang, who was already holding something, let go of his hands and jumped up, bumped into something, and screamed in pain.

Before Xie Fu could speak, Qiu Jintang outside the boat faced the wind and waves and shouted loudly: "Hold on tight!"

Sitting firmly like a mountain, Xie Fu followed the oil lamp that was about to swing, and saw Qiu Jintang holding the boat firmly, rowing hard from time to time, and using experience to control the balance of the boat in the wind and waves.

That petite figure made the boat in her hand look like a heavy sledgehammer, and the appearance of her legs spread apart and her waist heavy made her look like a man standing upright.

With a big wave and a turbulent undercurrent, the ship tilted and then turned in a circle. The things in the cabin fell to the left and rolled to the right, and it was a mess.

This kind of spinning, the body can't find a sense of steadfastness, it is extremely terrifying, Song Huaizhang was so frightened that he started crying and howling.

As Qiu Jintang said before, when encountering wind and waves, all she can do is to control the boat as much as possible, and there is no way to take care of the two at all.

No matter how experienced Qiu Jintang is, she is a woman after all, not as strong as a man, tightly holding on to the boat that is controlling against the waves, beads of sweat roll down her forehead, it is no longer clear whether it is sweat or rain.

Just when she felt that she couldn't hold the boat, one hand rested lightly on the boat, and Qiu Jintang's pressure immediately eased.

Looking at it, it was Xie Fu who was soaked all over, and he blurted out in surprise, "What are you doing out here?"

Such a dangerous scene, Xie Fu smiled slightly at this moment: "Help you."

This smile fell into Qiu Jintang's eyes, she couldn't help but froze, a thought flashed across her mind, this person is either experienced or not afraid of death.

No matter what, this smile gives this woman who has always faced difficulties and overcome them alone, support and comfort.

Xie Fu saw that Qiu Jintang was still hesitant, and said, "I know you don't trust others, but trust me for a while."

Qiu Jintang finally said, "Be careful, I can't save you if you fall."

Xie Fu didn't talk nonsense: "You command, I will help."

At this moment, Qiu Jintang's hands were numb, and she was a little bit out of strength. As she wished, she commanded the boat while relying on her experience, "Pad to the left."

As soon as she exerted strength in her hand, there was a powerful force to help her complete this movement.