Chapter 268
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Ten o'clock late at night.
When Tang Yunzhe returned to his old house, Yun roujia and Chao Wen said that they were playing with big drums in the house.
At the inner end of the main hall is a mahogany pigskin drum half a person high and half a person wide. Both drum sticks are as thick as forearms and look majestic.
At this time, Chao Wen Dao was lying on the ground to install a cross with a big drum.
The two of them were busy and sweaty.
Yun roujia pursed her mouth, estimated the next position, and moved a few points in the direction where Han Yixin lived.
"Head, you're back!"
Yun jou Chia's small face was covered with dense beads of sweat. She flashed in the light and her big eyes followed, "there's a meal for you in the hall over there. I'll take you there."
"Hey, hey, that red silk is tied to my drum stick!"
When she left, she also assigned a task to Chaowen Dao.
A side hall next to the main hall, a small space of 30 square meters separated by gauze and bookshelves.
Yun jou Jia went into the room and turned off a few mouthfuls of ice water. She wiped her mouth with pride. "I'm so hot. Why is there an air conditioner in the main hall? I feel like I'm steaming a sauna."
Tang Yunzhe didn't ask them what they were doing, so he sat down at will.
A few stacks of side dishes, scallion cakes and porridge are very much like the taste of his childhood.
He raised his eyebrows. "Who made these?"
"The master invited from the outside by Chaowen Dao and the third uncle commanded them to make it. Just now we made wine. We can drink it in three months with red fruits produced in the backyard and glutinous rice."
Then he thought he couldn't live for three months, and hurriedly added, "I made the fruit wine. I'll hold two bottles when I leave."
All of a sudden, Tang Yunzhe was in a trance, like a scene that once appeared in his memory.
The sour, sweet and slightly alcoholic drinks poured into the tip of his tongue, which was the happiest but most unforgettable time of his whole life.
Looking at him in a low mood, Yun jou Chia thought the food was not suitable, "what's the matter? The third uncle said, "you ate this when you were a child. Don't you like it?"
"Yes." Slender fingers pick up chopsticks.
These chopsticks are made of mangosteen. They are cold and light. They haven't been used for a long time.
Every grass and flower in the old house can arouse his memory.
Memories involve the dilapidated now, which is why Tang Yunzhe has been avoiding here.
It's estimated that it's too tired to install the drum. Yun jou Chia simply sat down opposite with a glass of ice water. "I'm not used to using these chopsticks at the beginning. They're light and slippery. The third uncle gave it back to me. He said it was made of the unique red leaf bamboo on Maoshan. In recent years, the bamboo has been a protective plant. This chopstick is the only one. "
Listening to the clear voice, Tang Yunzhe's mood gradually eased. The girl could always dispel all his loneliness.
He also said, "yes, my mother used to be tired of using chopsticks. My father asked me to find the red leaf bamboo."
"Wow, they love each other very much."
His face solidified a little, "yes, it's a pity that this love can be measured."
Yun roujia pouted and suddenly said, "if we can only live one between life and death, will you let me go first or will you escape by yourself?"
Tang Yunzhe really thought about it seriously.
After analyzing the situation and character of the two people, he finally replied, "let you go."
Looking at his serious eyes, she turned red and was deeply moved.
Tang Shao is not a person who can speak sweet words. The answers he says will naturally be done on the spot.
"So you see, you love me more than you cry when you lose me. You'd rather let me live than lose me."
"Yes, what do you want to say?"
She tilted her head and said with a embarrassed face, "I don't have any big reason, just feel it. Love is too complicated, everyone's heart is different, and things are very changeable.
It's like my father found Xiaosan outside and gave birth to a child, but I still don't deny that he once sincerely loved my mother. "
Until this time, Tang Yunzhe didn't understand what the little girl meant.
She was turning the corner and told him that Murong Yan and Tang Yunhua were in love.
A warm smile came out of the corners of his mouth, "thank you."
Under his bright eyes, yunrou Jiadun also became a little embarrassed.
No, she's bewitched by love!
"Cough, by the way, young master Tang, I want to ask the East Room of the fourth courtyard. No, it should be called the north room. Is it useful?"
"What?"
Yun jou Chia hurriedly handed over her mobile phone.
The photo shows several mahogany boxes. When the boxes are opened, there are paintings painted inside, and several white thin strips, which are full of boxes.
He looked at it for a while and asked suspiciously, "is this a kite?"
"Not only that, there are all kinds of things. If the embroidery is not finished, the clothes are finished, etc. I guess it's aunt Murong's relic, so let me ask you, can I move?"
Tang Yunzhe seemed to know the existence of these boxes for the first time. He took his mobile phone in a hurry and looked at it carefully. "No, my mother's relics have been carefully collected. How can there be any?"
"It's not exactly. The third uncle said that this is a gadget that Aunt Murong liked before she died. After people died, these things were worthless and burned out. It's a pity, so they were stacked in the box and put aside."
She introduced excitedly: "I found a lot of interesting things when I touched the PAI today. I also saw the old popcorn machine. Hee hee, I wanted to get it out and have a look. Later, the third uncle said it was your mother's, so I didn't dare to move. I'll ask you in the evening."
He asked jokingly, "touch the row?"
"I'm looking for Du Jiawen. I've turned all the houses around."
After that, she added, "except where Han Yixin is."
"Did you find it?"
"No, I found a lot of things, but none of them is related to Du Jiawen."
Yun jou Chia also dug out several antique clocks and found the germinating sunflowers that had been put in the warehouse. She planned to plant them in the back garden with her third uncle tomorrow.
By the way, she told Han Yixin about smashing the car during the day and messed up the back garden.
"It's a pity that no one has cleaned up such a good yard. I discussed with my third uncle about half planting flowers, sunflowers, roses and so on. My family also has ready-made cannas. Let my father get you some pots. The other half is planted with vegetables, which is just close to the kitchen of the fourth courtyard. You can eat ready-made vegetables. "
She said the plan with excitement in her eyes and asked proudly, "how's it going?"
When asked, Tang Yunzhe was suddenly confused. He had the feeling that the newlyweds arranged their new house. It was difficult to adapt and said, "you can decide what's going on at home."
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Ten o'clock late at night.
When Tang Yunzhe returned to his old house, Yun roujia and Chao Wen said that they were playing with big drums in the house.
At the inner end of the main hall is a mahogany pigskin drum half a person high and half a person wide. Both drum sticks are as thick as forearms and look majestic.
At this time, Chao Wen Dao was lying on the ground to install a cross with a big drum.
The two of them were busy and sweaty.
Yun roujia pursed her mouth, estimated the next position, and moved a few points in the direction where Han Yixin lived.
"Head, you're back!"
Yun jou Chia's small face was covered with dense beads of sweat. She flashed in the light and her big eyes followed, "there's a meal for you in the hall over there. I'll take you there."
"Hey, hey, that red silk is tied to my drum stick!"
When she left, she also assigned a task to Chaowen Dao.
A side hall next to the main hall, a small space of 30 square meters separated by gauze and bookshelves.
Yun jou Jia went into the room and turned off a few mouthfuls of ice water. She wiped her mouth with pride. "I'm so hot. Why is there an air conditioner in the main hall? I feel like I'm steaming a sauna."
Tang Yunzhe didn't ask them what they were doing, so he sat down at will.
A few stacks of side dishes, scallion cakes and porridge are very much like the taste of his childhood.
He raised his eyebrows. "Who made these?"
"The master invited from the outside by Chaowen Dao and the third uncle commanded them to make it. Just now we made wine. We can drink it in three months with red fruits produced in the backyard and glutinous rice."
Then he thought he couldn't live for three months, and hurriedly added, "I made the fruit wine. I'll hold two bottles when I leave."
All of a sudden, Tang Yunzhe was in a trance, like a scene that once appeared in his memory.
The sour, sweet and slightly alcoholic drinks poured into the tip of his tongue, which was the happiest but most unforgettable time of his whole life.
Looking at him in a low mood, Yun jou Chia thought the food was not suitable, "what's the matter? The third uncle said, "you ate this when you were a child. Don't you like it?"
"Yes." Slender fingers pick up chopsticks.
These chopsticks are made of mangosteen. They are cold and light. They haven't been used for a long time.
Every grass and flower in the old house can arouse his memory.
Memories involve the dilapidated now, which is why Tang Yunzhe has been avoiding here.
It's estimated that it's too tired to install the drum. Yun jou Chia simply sat down opposite with a glass of ice water. "I'm not used to using these chopsticks at the beginning. They're light and slippery. The third uncle gave it back to me. He said it was made of the unique red leaf bamboo on Maoshan. In recent years, the bamboo has been a protective plant. This chopstick is the only one. "
Listening to the clear voice, Tang Yunzhe's mood gradually eased. The girl could always dispel all his loneliness.
He also said, "yes, my mother used to be tired of using chopsticks. My father asked me to find the red leaf bamboo."
"Wow, they love each other very much."
His face solidified a little, "yes, it's a pity that this love can be measured."
Yun roujia pouted and suddenly said, "if we can only live one between life and death, will you let me go first or will you escape by yourself?"
Tang Yunzhe really thought about it seriously.
After analyzing the situation and character of the two people, he finally replied, "let you go."
Looking at his serious eyes, she turned red and was deeply moved.
Tang Shao is not a person who can speak sweet words. The answers he says will naturally be done on the spot.
"So you see, you love me more than you cry when you lose me. You'd rather let me live than lose me."
"Yes, what do you want to say?"
She tilted her head and said with a embarrassed face, "I don't have any big reason, just feel it. Love is too complicated, everyone's heart is different, and things are very changeable.
It's like my father found Xiaosan outside and gave birth to a child, but I still don't deny that he once sincerely loved my mother. "
Until this time, Tang Yunzhe didn't understand what the little girl meant.
She was turning the corner and told him that Murong Yan and Tang Yunhua were in love.
A warm smile came out of the corners of his mouth, "thank you."
Under his bright eyes, yunrou Jiadun also became a little embarrassed.
No, she's bewitched by love!
"Cough, by the way, young master Tang, I want to ask the East Room of the fourth courtyard. No, it should be called the north room. Is it useful?"
"What?"
Yun jou Chia hurriedly handed over her mobile phone.
The photo shows several mahogany boxes. When the boxes are opened, there are paintings painted inside, and several white thin strips, which are full of boxes.
He looked at it for a while and asked suspiciously, "is this a kite?"
"Not only that, there are all kinds of things. If the embroidery is not finished, the clothes are finished, etc. I guess it's aunt Murong's relic, so let me ask you, can I move?"
Tang Yunzhe seemed to know the existence of these boxes for the first time. He took his mobile phone in a hurry and looked at it carefully. "No, my mother's relics have been carefully collected. How can there be any?"
"It's not exactly. The third uncle said that this is a gadget that Aunt Murong liked before she died. After people died, these things were worthless and burned out. It's a pity, so they were stacked in the box and put aside."
She introduced excitedly: "I found a lot of interesting things when I touched the PAI today. I also saw the old popcorn machine. Hee hee, I wanted to get it out and have a look. Later, the third uncle said it was your mother's, so I didn't dare to move. I'll ask you in the evening."
He asked jokingly, "touch the row?"
"I'm looking for Du Jiawen. I've turned all the houses around."
After that, she added, "except where Han Yixin is."
"Did you find it?"
"No, I found a lot of things, but none of them is related to Du Jiawen."
Yun jou Chia also dug out several antique clocks and found the germinating sunflowers that had been put in the warehouse. She planned to plant them in the back garden with her third uncle tomorrow.
By the way, she told Han Yixin about smashing the car during the day and messed up the back garden.
"It's a pity that no one has cleaned up such a good yard. I discussed with my third uncle about half planting flowers, sunflowers, roses and so on. My family also has ready-made cannas. Let my father get you some pots. The other half is planted with vegetables, which is just close to the kitchen of the fourth courtyard. You can eat ready-made vegetables. "
She said the plan with excitement in her eyes and asked proudly, "how's it going?"
When asked, Tang Yunzhe was suddenly confused. He had the feeling that the newlyweds arranged their new house. It was difficult to adapt and said, "you can decide what's going on at home."
Ten o'clock late at night.When Tang Yunzhe returned to his old house, Yun roujia and Chao Wen said that they were playing with big drums in the house.At the inner end of the main hall is a mahogany pigskin drum half a person high and half a person wide. Both drum sticks are as thick as forearms and look majestic.At this time, Chao Wen Dao was lying on the ground to install a cross with a big drum.The two of them were busy and sweaty.Yun roujia pursed her mouth, estimated the next position, and moved a few points in the direction where Han Yixin lived."Head, you're back!"Yun jou Chia's small face was covered with dense beads of sweat. She flashed in the light and her big eyes followed, "there's a meal for you in the hall over there. I'll take you there.""Hey, hey, that red silk is tied to my drum stick!"When she left, she also assigned a task to Chaowen Dao.A side hall next to the main hall, a small space of 30 square meters separated by gauze and bookshelves.Yun jou Jia went into the room and turned off a few mouthfuls of ice water. She wiped her mouth with pride. "I'm so hot. Why is there an air conditioner in the main hall? I feel like I'm steaming a sauna."Tang Yunzhe didn't ask them what they were doing, so he sat down at will.A few stacks of side dishes, scallion cakes and porridge are very much like the taste of his childhood.He raised his eyebrows. "Who made these?""The master invited from the outside by Chaowen Dao and the third uncle commanded them to make it. Just now we made wine. We can drink it in three months with red fruits produced in the backyard and glutinous rice."Then he thought he couldn't live for three months, and hurriedly added, "I made the fruit wine. I'll hold two bottles when I leave."All of a sudden, Tang Yunzhe was in a trance, like a scene that once appeared in his memory.The sour, sweet and slightly alcoholic drinks poured into the tip of his tongue, which was the happiest but most unforgettable time of his whole life.Looking at him in a low mood, Yun jou Chia thought the food was not suitable, "what's the matter? The third uncle said, "you ate this when you were a child. Don't you like it?""Yes." Slender fingers pick up chopsticks.These chopsticks are made of mangosteen. They are cold and light. They haven't been used for a long time.Every grass and flower in the old house can arouse his memory.Memories involve the dilapidated now, which is why Tang Yunzhe has been avoiding here.It's estimated that it's too tired to install the drum. Yun jou Chia simply sat down opposite with a glass of ice water. "I'm not used to using these chopsticks at the beginning. They're light and slippery. The third uncle gave it back to me. He said it was made of the unique red leaf bamboo on Maoshan. In recent years, the bamboo has been a protective plant. This chopstick is the only one. "Listening to the clear voice, Tang Yunzhe's mood gradually eased. The girl could always dispel all his loneliness.He also said, "yes, my mother used to be tired of using chopsticks. My father asked me to find the red leaf bamboo.""Wow, they love each other very much."His face solidified a little, "yes, it's a pity that this love can be measured."Yun roujia pouted and suddenly said, "if we can only live one between life and death, will you let me go first or will you escape by yourself?"Tang Yunzhe really thought about it seriously.After analyzing the situation and character of the two people, he finally replied, "let you go."Looking at his serious eyes, she turned red and was deeply moved.Tang Shao is not a person who can speak sweet words. The answers he says will naturally be done on the spot."So you see, you love me more than you cry when you lose me. You'd rather let me live than lose me.""Yes, what do you want to say?"She tilted her head and said with a embarrassed face, "I don't have any big reason, just feel it. Love is too complicated, everyone's heart is different, and things are very changeable.It's like my father found Xiaosan outside and gave birth to a child, but I still don't deny that he once sincerely loved my mother. "Until this time, Tang Yunzhe didn't understand what the little girl meant.She was turning the corner and told him that Murong Yan and Tang Yunhua were in love.A warm smile came out of the corners of his mouth, "thank you."Under his bright eyes, yunrou Jiadun also became a little embarrassed.No, she's bewitched by love!"Cough, by the way, young master Tang, I want to ask the East Room of the fourth courtyard. No, it should be called the north room. Is it useful?""What?"Yun jou Chia hurriedly handed over her mobile phone.The photo shows several mahogany boxes. When the boxes are opened, there are paintings painted inside, and several white thin strips, which are full of boxes.He looked at it for a while and asked suspiciously, "is this a kite?""Not only that, there are all kinds of things. If the embroidery is not finished, the clothes are finished, etc. I guess it's aunt Murong's relic, so let me ask you, can I move?"Tang Yunzhe seemed to know the existence of these boxes for the first time. He took his mobile phone in a hurry and looked at it carefully. "No, my mother's relics have been carefully collected. How can there be any?""It's not exactly. The third uncle said that this is a gadget that Aunt Murong liked before she died. After people died, these things were worthless and burned out. It's a pity, so they were stacked in the box and put aside."She introduced excitedly: "I found a lot of interesting things when I touched the PAI today. I also saw the old popcorn machine. Hee hee, I wanted to get it out and have a look. Later, the third uncle said it was your mother's, so I didn't dare to move. I'll ask you in the evening."He asked jokingly, "touch the row?""I'm looking for Du Jiawen. I've turned all the houses around."After that, she added, "except where Han Yixin is.""Did you find it?""No, I found a lot of things, but none of them is related to Du Jiawen."Yun jou Chia also dug out several antique clocks and found the germinating sunflowers that had been put in the warehouse. She planned to plant them in the back garden with her third uncle tomorrow.By the way, she told Han Yixin about smashing the car during the day and messed up the back garden."It's a pity that no one has cleaned up such a good yard. I discussed with my third uncle about half planting flowers, sunflowers, roses and so on. My family also has ready-made cannas. Let my father get you some pots. The other half is planted with vegetables, which is just close to the kitchen of the fourth courtyard. You can eat ready-made vegetables. "She said the plan with excitement in her eyes and asked proudly, "how's it going?"When asked, Tang Yunzhe was suddenly confused. He had the feeling that the newlyweds arranged their new house. It was difficult to adapt and said, "you can decide what's going on at home."
