After dinner, Yangliu Shi went back to the house to practice piano and read.
A fox has quite some artistic pursuits. It can only be said that the world is full of wonders.
As for Liang Qin, who still didn't know about Yang Liushi's "good intentions", the servant said that she had returned to the Liang Mansion, and she was probably very angry.
Wei Changtian did not go to comfort his childhood sweetheart. After assigning Ah Chun a training task, he also returned to his room to sort out what he had to do in the near future.
Candle lamps were lit in the spacious back room, and many items from his room in the Wei Mansion were placed everywhere.
It is estimated that Yuan'er brought these from the capital specifically in order to allow herself to adapt to the new environment as quickly as possible.
However, no matter how familiar the environment is, it is not the noisy little courtyard.
Huh?
Are you considered a homeowner now?
Wei Changtian smiled mockingly to himself, thinking that what he had dreamed of in his previous life was now so easy to get.
In his previous life, he was born into a not-so-wealthy family. His parents had worked hard for most of their lives, and the increase in wages had never caught up with housing prices. It was really impossible to raise the down payment for a house for his son who worked in a big city.
But Wei Changtian's girlfriend at the time pressed hard, and finally the old couple planned to sell the house where they lived. Even if they rented a house, they had to pay for their son to buy a house first.
After Wei Changtian learned about this matter, he did not hesitate at all. He asked his girlfriend for the last time the question that he had asked countless times before -
Does it mean you can’t get married without a house?
The girlfriend replied: There is no need to discuss it, and I still want a gift of 200,000 yuan.
Wei Changtian nodded: break up.
My girlfriend of more than two years fell in love with a local colleague within a month... This is another story, so I won’t mention it again.
Before the time travel, he was unable to find a house of his own, and after the time travel, Wei Changtian has been living in the Wei Mansion and has not "established his own business".
But now everything is different.
Not only was the family "independent", it also meant that from now on...at least during the three years since he was assigned, Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen would no longer be able to back him up.
Although he is still standing under the shade of the big tree of the Wei family, in Shuzhou City, which is far away from the emperor's feet, most people probably only know that he is Wei Changtian who "killed the prime minister", but they don't know that he is the "one who killed the prime minister".
Wei Changtian, the only son of the Wei family.
Everything depends on yourself.
After stretching, Wei Changtian was about to ask Zhang San to come in and talk about something serious.
But when the words came to his lips, he was suddenly stunned.
What's the date today?
October 15th in the lunar calendar?
Depend on!
My birthday!
It’s not the previous owner, but my own birthday...
If I hadn't traveled through time, I would probably be eating birthday cake with some of my buddies at this moment.
Hmm... maybe with a new girlfriend.
My parents must have sent me a WeChat message early in the morning, and the content was nothing more than "My son has grown one year older, and my parents will always love you."
Then one person will transfer a birthday red envelope of 200 yuan to himself.
Alas, it has been several years since I graduated...
By the way...do you want to do something to commemorate this special day today?
There's definitely no cake, but it should be fine to get some steamed buns or steamed buns.
There are candles, too.
only……
A scene from the underworld of "a big steamed bun with three white candles stuck on it" suddenly appeared in his mind, and he immediately rejected the idea.
If that doesn't work, why don't you sing a birthday song to yourself?
It's a bit too sad...
Forget it! Pull it down!
Have a fucking birthday!
Wei Changtian finally gave up these messy thoughts, took a deep breath and shouted outside the door:
"Zhang San!"
…
"Son."
By the time Zhang San came in, Wei Changtian had returned to normal.
He thought for a moment and said slowly:
"There are a few things I need you to do, but we don't have the manpower yet. You can make a note of it for now. Someone from the Freemasonry will come from the capital later, and you can make arrangements then."
"Young man understands."
Zhang San nodded, and then heard Wei Changtian say one by one:
"First, I want to know the Chu Xianping I met in the Xuanjing Division today. I want to know his daily whereabouts. Where he went, who he met, and what he did. As long as he is not discovered, the more detailed the better."
"Second, I plan to dig several darkrooms in this house, as well as tunnels leading directly to the outside. You can find someone to come and see how to design them."
"Third, we need to find out the situation of all the residents around us, especially the widowed mother and son next to us."
"Fourth, prepare some generous gifts for me. I'm going to the Tianluo Sect in a few days. Well... I also want to inquire about the situation of the Tianluo Sect in a moment. It's okay to be a little rough."
"Remember?"
"remember."
Zhang San kept in mind the principle of "nothing is too small" that Wei Changtian said before. He did not agree wholeheartedly, but thought for a while before saying:
"Sir, I can't do the first and third things by myself yet, but the second and fourth things are no problem."
"Okay, then you can do these two things, and wait for the others to get their hands on the rest."
"Yes, sir."
Zhang San bowed and accepted the order: "Do you have any other orders?"
"No more...wait a moment, there is one more thing."
Wei Changtian smiled and said, "Go get the jar of wine."
…
After a stick of incense.
No cake, no birthday song, no relatives and friends.
Wei Changtian just leaned against the open window, drinking alone.
Although it has already entered winter, it is the coldest time of the year in Shuzhou and it does not freeze, so today's night is not too cold, and the soft evening breeze is just right.
This window faced the front yard of the house. Yang Liushi's room was diagonally opposite, and there was the faint sound of a piano coming from it.
Yuan'er, who seemed to have nothing to do, was sitting in a daze under the eaves and was singing a ditty to the sound of the piano.
The two are not very distinct, but they correspond to each other from east to west.
When the sound of the piano is high, the singing sound is low.
When the singing is far away, the sound of the piano is near.
But regardless of the sound of the piano or the singing, there is a strong feeling of homesickness in it.
Girl, it’s okay if Yuan’er is homesick, what’s Yangliu Shi doing playing this kind of music?
That’s not right, even though he is a fox, he still has relatives in his hometown.
Or is "pro-demon" more appropriate?
Unconsciously, Wei Changtian's thinking began to become a little confused, as if he was drunk.
In fact, it is very difficult for a cultivator to get drunk after entering the level.
But sometimes being drunk or not is not just about how much you drank.
If you don't get drunk with wine, everyone will get drunk, that's what it means.
He finished the cup alone and tipped the pot to himself.
One cup after another, I don’t know how long I drank like this, but there was a Yangliu Shi next to me.
She didn't ask anything, and just drank silently with Wei Changtian for a while, until the latter drunkenly pointed at the full moon hanging in the night sky.
"Do you know what's up there?"
"How could the slave family know?"
Yang Liushi dragged her chin with a small hand, looked at the full moon and then at Wei Changtian, and waited for a long time before she got the answer.
"Nothing."
"But doesn't the book say there are fairies on the moon?"
"There is a fart fairy, a liar."
Wei Changtian fell into Yang Liushi's arms with a "pop" and asked again in a daze: "Do you know why the moon has clouds and waxes?"
Yang Liushi gently hugged Wei Changtian and asked softly: "Why?"
"because……"
Wei Changtian buried his face in the softness, his voice muffled.
"Forget it, you won't understand even if I say it."
"..."
Yang Liushi was stunned for a moment, but soon smiled.
"Sir, do you miss the capital?"
"Old, what I am thinking about is the earth..."
"Earth, Earth?"
"..."
This time, Yangliu Shi waited for a long time without waiting for the next chapter. Only when he listened carefully did he realize that Wei Changtian had fallen asleep.
She was afraid that Wei Changtian would catch a cold, so she tried to close the wooden window without laughing or crying.
But at this moment, a sentence came from his arms intermittently.
"But, I hope that we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart..."
"..."
Yang Liushi was stunned for a moment, and her eyes stayed on the full moon for a long time.
"Sir, every year from now on, I will drink with you on this day..."