Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 309 Elm Tree Lane

The sky is getting darker, and the setting sun in the distance is dissipating its last afterglow. The bright moon is so bright, and the starlight is so cold.

Du Guangwu stared obsessively, and after a long time, Fang asked softly: "Is her...my biological mother always wearing...a green moon white dress?"

His voice was extremely soft, as if he was afraid of breaking something, and he was cautious.

That green moon-white figure is the most gentle corner in his memory, and it has comforted his childhood heart in countless cold midnights.

That was pretty much the only memory he had left.

At this moment, it is as if he is holding a treasure that has been treasured for many years before others.

Juehui stared at him compassionately, and after a moment, she slowly shook her head: "Girl...loves wearing yellow clothes. When Shiro was young, the girl often sewed yellow clothes for Shiro. Girl...never wore green moon clothes." white clothes."

The expression on Du Guangwu's face gradually cooled down.

He grinned.

The choked throat prevented him from uttering a word.

He opened his mouth wide, breathing hard, like a dying person, desperately sucking in the warm air mixed with the mountain wind.

It turned out that this is the real pain.

Unable to speak, the way is unclear, like maggots attached to the bones, like a shadow.The pain spread from the bottom of his heart, covering his entire body in an instant.

He finally grinned.

How ridiculous, that vague memory turned out to be wrong.

The only figure in his life that he regarded as a treasure turned out to be just a ridiculous fallacy.

Looking at the sky to the west, Du Guangwu finally laughed out loud, tears came out of his laughter.

He is an unfilial son, he doesn't even remember the appearance of his biological mother.

The smile on his face gradually distorted and turned into a hideous one.

Damn!

Damn him!
And those people, damn it!

Looking at the sinking sky in the distance, Du Guangwu's distorted expression slowly calmed down.

Yeah, damn it.

He will never let go of any of those people!

Du Guangwu thought lightly, his brows and eyes were calm.

He raised his head and looked far away at the western sky, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, evoking a faint smile of unknown meaning.

The thought of wanting to destroy something became extremely strong at this moment.

"When borrowing strength, borrow strength."

He thought that he finally understood the true meaning of Mr. Tang Ling's words.

He turned to Juehui, and his gentle voice was like a mountain wind, dispelling all uneasy emotions, leaving only tranquility and composure: "I want to ask, is there any bhikkhuni in the border pass in the west of Liaoning... do you know anyone?"

Juehui raised her head, stared at him blankly for a while, and suddenly her eyes flickered slightly.

"Liaoxi..." She murmured, and for the first time, some indescribable emotion crossed her peaceful face, which seemed to be excited and sad.

The frontier pass in the west of Liaoning is where the Huan family was exiled.

"Yes, Liaoxi." Du Guangwu nodded and said, Zhou Zheng's face was almost expressionless.

He brushed off his robe in a leisurely manner, and there was no discomfort in his manner or manner, except for those indifferent eyes, which were deeper and calmer than before.

The mountain wind blew again, and there was a sound of "rustling" in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves were flying everywhere, as if a green rain had fallen, washing away everything that happened in this forest.

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The timing soon turned to July, which is the rainiest season in Dachen.

"July day, rainy day, children's clogs, it is difficult to apply wax."

This is the old Chen folk proverb, which means that this month has always been rainy, and you must wear clogs when you go out.However, this proverb is not suitable for Chen Guo in the 13th year of Zhongyuan.

The entire country of Chen continued to suffer from drought, and Shangjing City had not rained for four consecutive months.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, day after day.The air is getting drier, and the trees along the street are wilted by the heat, and the limp leaves hang on the branches, and the green is gray, as if they can't stand the influence of the heat, and the greenness of the past is also lost. It is old.

Qin Su sat on the edge of the chair boredly, looking at the sky outside the window.

The sky is a bit gloomy, as if it is raining, but the air is dry and hot. Compared with the scorching sun in the sky, the feeling of heat is more intense in such a dreary weather.

It is clearly early autumn in July, but it still seems to be in summer.

"Girl, would you like some tea?" Aju's courteous voice came, breaking the dullness and boredom in the room.

Qin Su turned her head to look at the teapot on the table, and waved her hand feebly: "Just pour it."

"Yes, girl." Aju responded, and stepped forward to pour tea for Qin Su. For a moment, the room was filled with the sound of tea being poured into the cup.

"Why hasn't ghost come back yet? Has he made an appointment with you?" Qin Su picked up the teacup, took a sip of the lukewarm tea, frowned, and put the teacup down again.

The tea was bitter and astringent, and I don't know what year it was. Even the can of old tea given by Lin's back then was a hundred times better than this tea.

Aju didn't notice Qin Su's dislike. She carefully put the teapot on the table beside her, and Fang stepped forward and reported softly: "I have an appointment with A Gui, girl, please don't worry. He will be here in half a minute. It's time to come." As she was talking, she took a few steps forward and went to the window to look out.

Outside the window is the old street of Yushu Hutong. Looking down from the small two-story building, there are very few pedestrians on the road, and the ground is empty.

This hot day is humid and stuffy, and no one wants to go out for a walk at this time.And this Yushu Hutong is also an old street. It is located in the southwest corner of Shangjing City.

Aju stretched out her hand, and pulled a few elm leaves leaning by the window.

The reason why this alley is called Elm Tree Alley is because the alley is full of elm trees. There is a big one next to the small building. It seems to be quite old. The leaves of the tree are fat and just cover the Most of the windows are open, even if someone looks up from downstairs, they can only see leaves, but no people.

This place was chosen by Fu Peng himself.Looking at it now, the location of this private room is indeed good, it is easy to observe without attracting attention.

Qin Su thought about it, but saw that Aju in front was still picking the leaves, so she shook her head and said with a smile: "Forget it, don't keep picking the leaves, it didn't provoke you, in case you get caught If you pull it away, people can see you at the first sight from downstairs."

"Oh, I didn't think of this, girl forgive me." A-ju hurriedly confessed, she had already walked away from the window two steps, leaned half of her body, and looked down.

Seeing this, Qin Su shook her head again and rolled her eyes.

This little lady's rules are really unacceptable.However, looking at it from another angle, this is also quite good. Qin Su is almost tired of seeing the serious faces of Ah Kui and Ah Mei. It is rare that Ah Ju is innocent, but it is also interesting.

"Come here, let's talk." She waved to Aju.

"Yes, girl." Aju replied, then walked over from the window and stood in front of Qin Su.

(End of this chapter)