Haitang took the jade cicada and compared it with her own. Sure enough, it was exactly the same. Not only the shape, but also the knife skills were the same. The deep and shallow cuts were obviously made by one person.
"Have you tried its function?" Haitang asked.
"No, I don't have anywhere I want to go. The Kingdom of Women is nice." The Ninth Young Master put away the jade cicada.
After one night, Haitang, Datong and Huicong each returned to Qiaotou Village through Yuchan with excitement.
Not seen for more than a year, not seen for more than a year...
Datong kept repeating this sentence, and one can imagine the excitement in his heart.
A long lost hometown.
…
I don't know what it's like there.
"My Tian Niu, my Tian Niu..."
"My Tiantian, Tiantian..."
Everyone has their own thoughts.
Thinking about the appearance of Qiaotou Village, the villages there, the crops there, the people and things there.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he turned around and arrived at the entrance of the village.
The three of them all stared at their home behind the village.
The landmark building there is no longer the brand of Haitang Dyeing House, but a six-story small western-style building.
It's already covered.
"Er Tong is really good." Haitang remembered that he only left the drawings before leaving. Unexpectedly, this guy actually found someone to understand and completely covered it up.
Halfway through, everyone already heard the laughter and laughter in the small foreign-style building, which were the voices of some women.
Haitang can no longer tell who it is...
"Everyone is living happily without us. Have they forgotten about us, or just treat us as if we have fallen asleep forever..." Huicong muttered all the way.
I have to admit that hearing the laughter coming from this building made Haitang a little disappointed.
It's not that she is happy when she hears the sounds of longing and crying. She also hopes that they will live happily in her absence, but when she hears those sounds of joy, Haitang still feels a little disappointed.
The sad thing is that no matter who is gone in this world, laughter will still be there.
This is true within the scope of the big world, and it is also true within the scope of small circles.
"Don't think about it, they are just friends, your lover will never be like this." Datong put his arm around Haitang's shoulders.
One sentence made her feel warmer.
This is indeed the case.
friends, lovers.
Sometimes friends can share weal and woe, and sometimes lovers will never leave and depend on each other for life and death.
When Datong, Haitang, and Huicong walked into the dyehouse, Haitang found that the signboard of the dyehouse was covered in dust, and the colorful cloth strips had been almost torn to pieces by the wind and rain, and no one had replaced them.
As we walked forward, the spinning wheel in the courtyard was also covered with dust.
The dyeing vats were idle, no one was dyeing cloth, and there was no cloth drying in the yard...
She looked completely different when I left.
Seeing this, the bag of chemical reagents in her hand suddenly made Haitang feel very heavy. It was too heavy to lift. She didn't know if all this was meaningful. If the laughter was just the beginning, then this kind of
Is desolation and desolation a welcome or an end to her?
Longing to come back, longing to see my sisters and relatives.
But wherever he looked, what he saw was the opposite of what he imagined.
Such a gap made Haitang's disappointment rise from three points to nine points.
"How could this happen?" Datong was also surprised.
Walking into the yard, everyone heard sounds coming from the stairs.
"Someone is coming, someone is coming..." a strange young girl's voice shouted.