The warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms was gone, and Li Yang felt inexplicably sad.
Listening to Song Qiu's talk, he hurriedly suppressed his irritable and strange feeling, and looked forward. Although the crowd was crowded, he didn't hear anyone being stepped on, so he said: "Don't worry.
It must be okay, let’s follow the river and go ahead to look for them.”
The street was still crowded, and there were very few people on the path behind the row of stalls, which was close to the river. Swimming up the river was a unique experience.
Not long after walking forward, officials from the town office arrived to maintain order. Soon, the crowded flow of people was effectively controlled, and the excitement gradually returned to the previous one.
Those who were going forward kept going, and those who were coming behind were coming back. For a while, Aling and the two were nowhere to be seen.
Song Qiu and Li Yang walked back to the street, walking forward while strolling.
I didn't hear anyone getting hurt or having an accident, so the two of them probably squeezed to the front and were looking for them right now.
In the crowd, a seven or eight-year-old girl was carrying a flower basket and selling the flowers in the basket.
In this season, I can’t tell what kind of flowers they are, I just look at them and they are beautiful.
Song Qiuduo glanced at the little girl. She knew how to do business, so she immediately leaned over to her, her face flushed, and said to Li Yang: "Uncle, buy a flower for your beautiful sister!"
Uncle?
Li Yang frowned.
Song Qiu burst into laughter.
The little girl felt inexplicable, but she couldn't think of the reason. She just passed the flowers in her hand forward and smiled wider, "Uncle, look, these flowers are very suitable for this sister. She is very beautiful.
You buy her a lotus!"
Well, my sister is pretty.
Li Yang looked at Song Qiu next to him and stopped worrying about the uncle for the time being. He took out the money and gave it to the little girl and took the red flower.
Another one was sold, and the little girl was overjoyed, saying good things without paying for it.
Li Yang frowned even more when he heard this, and couldn't help but said: "Why am I the uncle?"
The little girl was stunned and raised her neck. She looked at the tall, dark man opposite her. He looked as old as her father. What could he be if he wasn't an uncle?
She didn't speak, but Li Yang understood her expression. Looking at Song Qiu next to him, who was trying hard to cover his mouth to keep from laughing, he was filled with depression.
I'm only sixteen, how come I'm an uncle?
Ah Qiu is the elder sister and he is the uncle, so there is no difference in seniority?
Just as he was about to explain, the little girl had already slipped away.
He turned to look at Song Qiu, passed the flower in his hand, and said quietly: "Ah Qiu, I look very old?"
Song Qiu:...Is she telling the truth or is she telling the truth?
Why not answer?
But looking at the faces of the people around me who were desperate for an answer, it took them a long time before they opened their eyes and said nonsense: "Huh? You don't look older! You're just a little darker. Look, you're so tall and strong.
That little sister didn’t see you clearly, so she yelled whatever she wanted, but don’t take it to heart!”
It's better not to damage the young man's face.
"Aqiu, you said you like black, black is healthier." Li Yang muttered in a low voice, looked at Song Qiu several times, turned around and saw the stall next to him, and strode over quickly.
I grabbed a small bronze mirror on the stall and held it in front of me, staring into the mirror with my eyes wide open.
Well, my face is still the same, but without the unshaven beard, why do I look like an uncle?
When the stall owner saw a customer coming to the door, he was about to say hello with a smile, but he saw this strong brother looking back and forth in front of a bronze mirror like a little girl, and he didn't know how to say hello.
Li Yang couldn't tell where he was old after looking at him for a long time, so he asked the stall owner, "Am I old?"
The stall owner was stunned and said, "I'm sick!"
It's such a big holiday, he hasn't finished any business yet, and he meets such a lunatic.
He grabbed the bronze mirror and waved people away, not wanting to say more.
Li Yang:......
Seeing this, Song Qiu from behind quickly came up and pulled Li Yang away, "Let's go find Lihua and the others quickly. It's been a while, but they can't find us. They're worried!"
The depressed Li Yang had no choice but to suppress his depression and go ahead to find someone.
After a while, they met two pear blossoms who were looking for them from behind.
As soon as the two met, they both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that both of them were fine, and continued to go to the lantern festival with a smile.
The highlight after the lantern festival is the fireworks.
The famous families in the town set off fireworks every Lantern Festival, which bloom all over the sky, not to mention how beautiful they are.
When the fireworks started to go off, Song Qiu and the others walked back to the teahouse. They watched the fireworks upstairs, where they had a better view and could better appreciate the beauty of the fireworks.
Fireworks from various houses competed to set off, but before half of the fireworks were set off, the night was already deep.
Old Mrs. Deng and Old Mrs. Yuan couldn't hold it any longer and yawned. Younger Shi Dan'er was hugged by Mrs. Miao and had already fallen asleep for a long time.
The group of people left the teahouse and went back to Osmanthus Hutong to sleep.
The house they entered was very spacious, and the three rooms in the main room alone were enough for the three of them to live in. Al-Ling and I had always slept together, but tonight I slept alone, with the same bed and could roll around as much as I wanted.
He was obviously dozing off, but Song Qiu couldn't fall asleep after lying down for a while.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but think of the scene at the lantern festival, that warm embrace, and that warm breath.
Having a broad chest makes me feel safe.
She recalled the throb at that time, hurriedly shook her head, wrapped herself in a pillow and rolled back and forth several times before she calmed down.
It must be that she hasn't been in love for too long in her previous life and hasn't had close contact with a boy. It's just a hug. Why is she so worried?
That was a little kid, more than ten years younger than her previous life!
Old cows eat young grass and stuff, tut tut tut.
White shirt, bookish, and elegant, these are her criteria for choosing a mate.
Song Qiu tried his best to drive the feeling of hug out of his mind, heaved a heavy breath, and then his heart slowly calmed down.
But suddenly, I remembered the uncle voice of the little flower seller, and Li Yang looked at her aggrievedly and asked her, "Aqiu, do I look old?"
The sound seemed to be coming again.
Song Qiu felt agitated all over and couldn't help but roll up holding the pillow.
After a moment, he stopped and burst into laughter.
"Old, you really look older. Who told your face to be so rough after being blown by the cold wind so much?"
Entering the same second house that corresponds to the first and last parts of the house, Li Yang was lying on the bed, unable to sleep.
He reached out and touched his face back and forth, and the touch of his hands reminded him of Aqiu's white and tender little face.
Suddenly, he vaguely understood something.
After baking the cake for most of the night, he turned over and got up at dawn, while the others had not yet gotten up.
He walked out of the door quietly and walked out onto the street. Many shops were not open yet.
He walked back and forth several times before finally finding a shop selling makeup and powder and hurried in.
A quarter of an hour later, the shopkeeper held the silver in his hand and looked at the tall figure leaving. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Who said only women love beauty? Look at this tall and thick man, he also knows how to buy facial fat to nourish his noodles.
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If your skin is bad and dark, it will really make you look older.