Chapter 480 Glue and paint are congenial
Liang Huan stopped at the door of a tea shop, touching his overstuffed stomach, with a confused look on his face.
Yu Wenjue glanced at her face: "Go in and have a rest?"
Liang Huan was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly.
Yu Wenjue naturally took her hand and crossed the threshold.
Liang Huan chose a seat near the door and sat down.
The waiter, who had been dozing while leaning on the cabinet, suddenly saw a guest coming in. He immediately jumped up from his seat and hurriedly came forward to greet him with a smile on his face: "What do you two want to order?"
< br>Liang Huan looked at Yu Wenjue across from him, and he looked at her too. It was all up to her to make the decision.
Liang Huan understood and ordered a pot of tea and two plates of cakes.
The waiter shouted and went to the back hall.
The tea shop is very large, with two floors, but there are only a few tea drinkers sitting here and there.
Compared with the busy streets, it is very deserted.
Liang Huan held her chin and looked around carefully, then her eyes fell back on the face of the person opposite.
“It seems that Zhou people don’t like drinking tea.”
Yu Wenjue smiled lightly and said nothing.
Tea and cakes are served quickly.
The waiter is very enthusiastic.
Liang Huan saw the overly attentive smiling face and couldn't help but ask: "Is the business in your store always so slow?"
The waiter was stunned and a little surprised: "Madam is from out of town. "
Liang Huan blinked at Yu Wenjue and nodded to the waiter: "Yes, it has only been two days."
"It was fine before, but just recently..." The waiter smiled awkwardly and didn't explain much.
Liang Han picked up a piece of white jade pastry and took a bite. It tasted pretty good.
Take another look at the color of the tea and smell it again. It is not a defective product.
The waiter looked like an expert when he observed and tasted Liang Huan.
Liang Huan explained with a smile: "I am also in business."
The waiter suddenly realized.
Liang Huan said again: "I have seen that in other teahouses and taverns, even if they don't have players who play, play, play and sing, they at least have storytellers who tell jokes, which can attract a lot of people. How come you don't have anything here?" ?”
When the waiter heard this, he was startled and looked around hurriedly, fearing that someone would hear him, but when he saw no one, he immediately lowered his voice.
"Madam, please don't say this."
Liang Huan was surprised and glanced at Yu Wenjue opposite, who was drinking tea with his eyes lowered.
She looked back at the waiter, took out the money from her purse and put it on the table with a serious expression, sincerely asking for advice.
"Are there any taboos here? We, husband and wife, are new here, and I would like you to give us a few reminders. Don't talk back and get into trouble without even knowing it."
Waiter He was stunned for a moment, looked at the coins on the table and shook his head.
Liang Huan narrowed his eyes, simply took off the pouch and handed it to him.
The waiter hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth and took it, moved closer, and his voice was lower than before.
"Madam, I don't know. We used to have storytellers here. But a few days ago, the whole Luo'an, no, I think it's not just Luo'an. In short, the storyteller is not allowed to tell jokes wantonly. The day before yesterday, there was someone who didn't believe in evil. There On the street..."
He shook his head and sighed: "The man was beheaded immediately, who would dare to disobey the superior's will again?"
Liang Huan was surprised: "Just because it is not allowed? Storytelling?"
The waiter looked behind him and said, "Of course not, because what he said is about-"
Liang Huan's heart skipped a beat. The ground interrupted: "Is it the emperor's decree?"
The waiter paused for a moment, frowned, and was puzzled: "Maybe, but some people say it is -"
"Okay, it's none of your business."
Being interrupted again, the waiter was confused. He looked down at the pouch in his hand, and then looked up at Liang Huan. Can he still accept the money?
Liang Huan didn't look at him, just waved his hand: "Take the money and leave quickly."
The waiter frowned and glanced at the two of them.
The man sat quietly sipping tea from beginning to end without saying a word. Although he looked unattractive and was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his demeanor and behavior were completely different from ordinary people. The woman was even more strange. She was obviously very curious and kept asking him questions. In the end, she got impatient and interrupted him, urging him to leave.
Is there something wrong with your brain?
The waiter murmured for a while. He no longer had the same enthusiasm as before. He clenched his bag and left without looking back.
As soon as the waiter left, Liang Huan felt like a person with nothing to do, feeling very empty in his heart.
It was unspeakably uncomfortable.
She silently finished the white jade cake she had just taken a bite of, drank the tea in the cup, remained silent for a moment, and then raised her head.
“Let’s go home.”
Yu Wenjue sat across from him, put down his cup, and stared at her.
“Okay.”
When we came out of the tea shop, the sun was already setting in the west.
The people gathered on the street gradually dispersed, and some vendors were already busy packing up their goods.
Liang Han looked at them as he walked, looking at them in front of his eyes, but what appeared in his mind was his former appearance.
She didn't speak, and Yu Wenjue didn't say anything either. He just walked with her quietly, holding her tightly with his hand.
We walked very slowly from the busy city to the remote alleys.
Walking hand in hand like this, it was very similar to that year in Taoqiyuan. After the two of them had a fever, he dragged her for a walk in the yard to get some air.
In an instant, everything he had said to her and everything he had experienced, every sentence and scene, all came flooding back.
Liang Huan's eyes were sore and swollen, and he stopped walking. His chest felt like a huge weight was pressing on him, and he could hardly breathe.
“Huan Huan?”
Yu Wenjue looked at her, pursed his lips, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.
She also raised her eyes and looked at him, shook her head and smiled softly: "Do you still remember what Tao Qiyuan told me that year?"
Yu Wenjue looked into her bright black eyes and nodded slightly. : "Remember them all."
Liang Huan looked at the face in front of her that was not Lu Xiu's.
The afterglow of the setting sun coated him with a layer of orange.
It felt very strange to her.
Liang Huan took a step forward and buried her head in his arms.
Only his heartbeat and the faint scent of cold pine wood were familiar and could give her a moment of comfort.
Lu Xiu said, I'm not afraid of you asking anything, I'm just afraid that you won't ask anything.
Lu Xiu also said that we have not yet reached the point where we can understand each other without asking...
In the secluded alleyway, the setting sun stretched their shadows very long, sealing the shadows. They are still closely dependent on each other on the ground.
Back at the palace, it was already the time when the lanterns were going on.
For dinner, Liang Huan didn't eat much because he was very full from eating at the market, while Yu Wenjue didn't eat much because he didn't have much appetite.
After washing up, Yu Wenjue dealt with the affairs left over from the day, while Liang Huan continued to sort out his notes.
When he is thinking, he will look at her intentionally;
When she stops writing, she will also add some water to his glass.
Occasionally, their eyes would collide inadvertently, and after a look, they would go their separate ways.
It seems to be no different from usual.
Including on the bed.
Fish and water are in love with each other, and glue and paint are in love with each other.
When she is in a good mood and is interested, she will personally prepare meals, home-cooked dishes, or innovative cooking.
Liang Huan didn't know what it tasted like.
No matter what she does, Yu Wenjue will eat it cleanly.
Looks very easy to feed.
This has been the case for the past few days, and the uneasiness that floated in Yu Wenjue's heart gradually dissipated.
On the day when the notes were sorted out, Liang Huan was in a very good mood.
(End of this chapter)