The splendid business map of the peasant girl

Chapter 72: Lost and confused (10)
Grab the brush on the side and swipe a few strokes on the paper, anyway, sooner or later it will be known, and Mo Xiaoyang seems to have no intention of hiding the fact that he can write brush characters.

"Death!"

"This mystery has troubled me for a long time, and today I just have the opportunity, so let me ask for it!"

"Passing away, passing away, the idiom means sitting and waiting to die. This is not something that ordinary people can guess. It is really not simple!" The peddler rubbed his chin and thought for a while, and the peddler slapped his head, and he couldn't help but realize it.

"After lunch?" Hearing the conversation between the two, Mo Xiaoyu leaned forward with a lack of interest, holding a note in his hand, which contained those words.

"It's too early." This time it was Mrs. Liu who spoke out. Unexpectedly, her mother-in-law knew how to guess lantern riddles, Mo Shiyao was surprised again.

"This riddle has always been circulated in our village, and I have known it since I was a child." Liu explained with a smile when he saw the amazing gaze of the last post-mortem rumor.

After coming and going, I won several lanterns in my hands, and then I just bite the bullet and watched the street vendor leave the place with a painful expression, a lantern in each hand, and the post-apocalyptic rumors are a bit dumbfounding. It seems that these two little guys are really treasures. If you sell the lanterns you won, you can buy a lot of meat buns!

"Is Yaoyao going to sell lanterns?" Just as she was depressed and didn't know what to do with the things in her hands, a teasing voice came from behind.

Ran Yishuang stood alone at the corner of the street, staring at the woman in front of her who was as thin as a bean sprout, dressed in a coarse cloth and green clothes, the surrounding lights sprinkled on her body, accompanied by the silver light of the full moon in the sky pouring down.The man suddenly turned around, only to see a happy smile on a small face without any makeup on, the brilliance in his eyes almost compared all the brilliance around him, his heart blunted slightly, and then he smiled.

"Young Master Ran is also coming to enjoy the lantern?" Only when the still cold voice resounded in his ears, did he react, and hurriedly parted the corners of his lips.

"I have nothing to do, so I came down for a walk, unexpectedly I met Yaoyao, it really is destined!" Joking with falsehood, Ran Yishuang looked deeply into the depths of the latter's eyes.

Walking on the street together, countless people were amazed instantly!After all, this expensive young man in white suits the little village girl who is obviously dragging his family and has a happy smile on his face. Anyone who looks at it will regret it. Why didn't such a good thing happen to him?

"The head of the willow on the moon, the appointment after dusk. This situation is really refreshing!" Turning his head to look at the doomsday rumor with a flat face, Ran also Shuang sighed from the bottom of her heart: If there were no elders and younger children, the artistic conception would be much better!
After dusk?This time it was beyond his expectation, the woman who had lowered her head suddenly raised her eyes, the horror in her eyes was no less than that of the surroundings.

"Last year's Yuan Eve, the flower market lights were like daytime. The moon reached the tip of the willows, and people made an appointment after dusk. This year's Yuan Eve, the moon and lights remained the same. I didn't see last year's people, and tears wet the sleeves of spring shirts."

If Ran Yishuang's expression of admiration didn't increase every time he uttered a sentence, but there was no difference at all, Doomsday Yao would almost think that this man was also reborn.

"It's a good one, 'I don't see the person from last year, tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt'. I never thought of writing a poem for this sentence. I didn't know that Shiyao still has such a literary talent!"

"Mr. Ran... Congratulations!" Silently spitting out old blood, Doomsday Yao twitched the corners of his mouth, and kowtowed [-] times to the illusory Ouyang Xiu tablet in his heart.

She swears, it wasn't intentional!

"Sister, what does this poem mean?" Originally, she planned to turn over this page like this, but someone didn't like her, Mo Xiaoyu held a lantern in one hand, and finally found a place to stay, and ran across it in two or three steps. In the pavilion in the distance, the mouth did not forget to shout.

"There is no family with children..."

"I'm also curious, can Shi Yao explain?"

Before she could change the topic, she was interrupted by someone halfway and raised her eyes again. The man stared at her apologetically, then retracted his gaze and smiled shyly. Doomsday Yao secretly lamented that this one is easier to fool than the other.

"How can Shiyao know how to compose any poems? I just saw Mr. Ran make a sound, so I suddenly got up and mentioned it casually, but I must never take it seriously!"

What an artistic conception that the world is changing and things are changing!

After wandering around for more than ten years, he who has always held the wisdom pearl in his hands suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness: this woman in front of him is the most elusive in the world, the more I contact her, the more confused I feel!
He obviously lived in Liangbo Village, a poor mountain village where chickens don't lay eggs, but he was so unexpected. Even if Jiuqianya trained him himself, he didn't think he could raise such a daughter, let alone bring her up. The big one is Mo Guangfu!
Squinting his eyes, while Ran Yishuang was standing there in a daze, the man in his eyes chased the Liu family and the others rather resentfully.

He shook the lantern in his hand, and then caught up.

At this moment in Liangbo Village, when people in the fields were celebrating the Lantern Festival, a figure quietly disappeared into the crowd. The figure seemed to be bumping and moving very slowly. Still no one noticed it, even if someone saw it, they would definitely not bother to pay attention to it.

At the edge of the forest in Shilipu, an old figure waited here, looking at the approaching man, he sighed inexplicably during the joyful Lantern Festival, and his eyebrows, which had already turned half white, were pulled into a ball!
"Let's go." With a faint smile, looking back at the old man, the man leaned on the crutch in his hand, with a calm expression, as if he came here just for a walk to enjoy the moon.

"Four……"

"From now on, Mr. Liang can just call Zhichu directly." Raising his hand to stop the latter's panicked voice, Mo Zhichu narrowed his eyes, and his eyes drifted to an unknown distance, but his heart became more determined.

"At, at the beginning... Well, today is the night of the full moon and the New Year's Lantern Festival. Is this what we are..." Gritting his teeth, Liang Zhiquan said as if he was going all out. If he really made a move, there would be no turning back Why is he not in a hurry!
"She won't blame me, maybe all of this has been in her calculations?" If not, where did the little girl's superb medical skills come from?If not, why would father rather be poked in the back and say that his daughter-in-law ran away because she couldn't bear poverty, and would rather refuse to let people know the location of this grave?If not...

"Actually, you were preoccupied earlier in the morning?" Sighing again, recalling the series of events since meeting Mo Zhichu in Liangbo Village, Liang Zhiquan felt helpless at the same time.

"Maybe, in fact, I didn't believe it all back then. It was just that I was still young and thought that my father wouldn't take this as a lie. It's just that it became more and more wrong. From my childhood impression, she was always full of wisdom and superb medical skills. No matter what, it's definitely not her style to leave like this, she won't be reconciled!"

(End of this chapter)