My bamboo horse is a broken sleeve

Chapter 51

The children started fighting with each other again.

But Han Yan suddenly stopped behind them, "Show the head of the water, Youlongying... Take... Take Meidiao..." Han Yan read obsessively, he didn't dare to think about it, but the figure of the person in his mind was still the same. It keeps reappearing, just like every sleepless night in the past three years, but he still can't see his face, only a resolute back...

Beside Han Yan, the children who had grabbed the snacks had flaunted their might and fled away, leaving the big boy sitting on the stone steps aggrieved, crying loudly.

Han Yan walked over and squatted beside the boy, his gentle voice subdued the imperceptible trembling, "Can you tell me, who taught you the plum tune you are talking about?"

The boy ignored him and continued to cry wantonly.

Han Yan looked a little helpless, he was not very good at dealing with children, so he took out some dry food from his luggage and handed it to the boy.

The child stopped crying immediately, his small eyes blinked at the food in Han's hand, and occasionally looked at Han's.

"Eat it if you like it." Han Yu said softly.

"But I like to eat chestnut cakes." The child stared at Han Zhuo with innocent and harmless eyes, completely unaware of his overreaching.

Han Yan's face was covered with black lines for a moment, but he still said patiently: "Okay, you answer my question first, and I will buy it for you."

"No, buy it first, then answer." The boy replied with a pout.

……

Han Yan seemed to have met his nemesis, so he could only respond to the child's request.

Led by the child, Han Yan soon found himself walking back.

"Qumeilou...is this here again?" Han Zhuo said to himself, lost in thought for a moment.

"Why are you standing there, come in quickly!" The child pushed and shoved behind Han Yan.

"Oh……"

"Boss, here are two catties of chestnut cakes." The child imitated the adults and yelled at the shopkeeper.

... Although this child is small, his ambition is not small, Han Yan thought to himself.

"Master, are you... are you sure it's two catties...?" Even the shopkeeper found it unbelievable.

"It can be as much as he says." As he spoke, Han Yan gave the shopkeeper two silver coins.

The shopkeeper took the money and went to the kitchen helplessly.

Han Yan chose a place to sit down, was silent for a while, and then said to the child: "Now you can tell me."

"Well... let me tell you," the boy was about to speak, but was interrupted again, "Ah! Chestnut Cake." The boy cried loudly, with stars still shining in his eyes.

Han Yan held his breath helplessly again, the boy stuffed mouthfuls one by one, and said to the little boy who was serving food in a slurred voice: "Keep these two dishes, and wrap the rest for me. I want to bring Xiaoxing to them."

Listening to what he said, Han Yan suddenly remembered the scene in the alley just now, and he didn't know where he got interested, "Is the filial piety you mentioned just the person who robbed you in the alley just now?"

"Yeah, what's the matter." Before he could swallow the food in his mouth, the child stuffed another piece into his mouth.Fearing that he would choke, Han Yi poured a cup of tea and put it beside him.

"They stole your things, why do you still care about them?"

"Because Brother Su said, you have to be gentle and self-effacing, you have to be honest, you have to be honest, and what else is there, yes, you have to share weal and woe. Brother Su said that he hates people who don't care about their friends the most. It is." The little fat man said seriously.

"Then it seems that you respect your Brother Su very much?"

"Of course, I like him the most," the boy raised his chubby face and said proudly to Han Yan, "By the way, he also taught us how to take plum tunes, but... it's just me now. I still don't know what I'm talking about, but when Brother Su told us, I went to the kitchen to steal some food." The little face immediately became aggrieved again.

"Then where is the Brother Su you mentioned now?" Han Yan asked.

"He is here, this is his home."

After hearing this, Han Yan got up immediately, "Where are you going?" The child asked, "Brother Su's place is not allowed to enter, and we only see him when he comes out occasionally. "This kid is also very smart.

After hearing this, Han Yan hesitated for a moment, then left without looking back.

……

Han Yu stared at the highest point of the Qumei Building. On the west side behind the building, it looked like a courtyard of a large family, with pavilions, pavilions, landscape galleries, and every corner of the courtyard, you can see patrolling courtyards, and this simple The low-key small town is out of place.

As if possessed by a demon, Han Yan took a lot of trouble to choose a hidden courtyard, turned and entered.

As if something is guiding.

While avoiding the guard courtyard, he walked towards the depths of the courtyard.

Before he knew it, he reached the westernmost edge of the courtyard.This is not a dead and lifeless courtyard wall, the westernmost point is connected to the lake.

There are also endless green lotuses.

But there are no nurses or servants here.

……

The wooden bridge in front of Hanxie is connected to the pavilion at the end of the green lotus, the shadow of the lotus is swaying, and the veil is lightly blowing.One of them was sitting by the side of the small pavilion, facing Hanxi, and fiddled with the lotus that had not yet bloomed with his hands from time to time.

The veil blurred the figure of the man, and he felt comfortable in light clothes and thin shirts.

Han Yu walked over gently, on the wooden bridge, beside the green lotus.

The closer he got, the clearer the figure of that person became. Han Yan didn't dare to think about it, but the feelings that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time came up uncontrollably, mixed with nostalgia and sadness, remorse and reluctance, throbbing and pain, loss and restlessness, hope and redemption...

"Yingfeng..." he called out cautiously.

The man subconsciously turned his head away, his face still had a smile that he just couldn't get enough of, reflecting the blue light that filled the pond.Wearing plain clothes, sitting on the floor, with vertical hair tied casually behind her back, her temples are like flowing clouds, her eyebrows are like painted ink, her face is like peach blossoms, her eyes are like autumn waves... This is the person that Han Yan dare not meet in her dreams , as if a lifetime away...

"Yingfeng..." Han Zhuo whispered again, his voice trembling so much that even he couldn't believe it.

But this time, the previous face of the person in front of him has disappeared, as if he never appeared at that moment just now, his eyes are covered with frost and snow, full of strangeness.

Han Yan didn't dare to speak again, fearing that even the person in front of him would disappear, so he was cautious.

The two were silent for a moment, and then the person in front of Han Yan spoke slowly: "Master, my house is a private house, and no outside guests are accepted. If you enter by mistake, please come back here."

Han Ye was still staring at the person in front of him stupidly, "Yingfeng...you..."

Before Han Yan finished speaking, the man said again: "Young master, my name is Su Qingke, not Yingfeng as you said."

"Yingfeng, don't you remember me?"

"My son and I have never met before, how could we know each other?"

"But……"

"Please don't make trouble here again, young master." The man sat on the ground the whole time, and didn't show any signs of being polite to each other.

"Why? Yingfeng, do you know that I have missed you for three whole years, why do you pretend to be like this?"

"I..." Just as the man was about to answer, another voice suddenly came from behind, "Qingke, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here alone?"

It was a woman who was speaking, coming slowly from the other side of the wooden bridge.When the woman approached, she glanced at Han Zhuo, smiled lightly and said, "I don't know there are guests here, so forgive me for taking the liberty."

"This guest accidentally lost his way here, Susha, please take him out." Su Qingke said lightly.

"Why don't you dare to admit it?" Han Yan still asked without compromise.

Seeing that Su Qingke turned his head away and didn't want to argue with him any more, "If you don't leave, I'll call the nursing home." He just completely regarded him as a stranger.

"My lord, since we have met once, please go, it really won't do you any good if you go on like this." A woman named Su Sha rounded things up.

After she finished speaking, Han Yan took a look at the woman and recognized her as the former owner of Wentian Pavilion, but this didn't attract Han Yan's attention too much.Turning his head and continuing to look at the person who called himself Su Qingke, he wasn't looking at him at all, as determined as in a dream.

"I'm taking the liberty. Maybe the young master and my friend look too similar, so I accidentally made a mistake." Han Yan suddenly changed his words, and his voice became extremely gentle, which moved Su Qingke a little, "Just now I was a little emotional. Excited, I hope you will not be offended."

Su Qingke paused for a moment, and then said: "Since it's a misunderstanding, it's good to explain clearly, young master, please go back."

Han Yan bowed to say goodbye, and after Han Yan turned and left, Su Qingke turned his head and looked at his back, but his expression didn't fluctuate at all.

Su Shajing on the side watched this scene with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

In fact, Han Yu didn't go far. As soon as he left the courtyard, he took a detour to take Meilou and booked an upper room to live in.

How could you not be him? Anyone may recognize you by mistake, but I will definitely not, your appearance, your voice... Su is your mother's surname, and Qingke is plum blossom. What else do you want to deny.Unexpectedly, at this time, Han Xie didn't complain too much in his heart, but he was glad, the kind of luck that was lost and found, but there was a faint uneasiness, he didn't understand why Xue Yingfeng didn't recognize him, it was because of such dissatisfaction just now Xie chose to back down, but never thought of giving up.

Until nightfall, Han Yu was still restless, and after tossing and turning, his rationality was finally suppressed.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Han Yan broke into the courtyard again. Although the courtyard was large, only a few places were lit, so it was not difficult to find where Su Qingke was.

Tang Tang's Eldest Master Han now thought he was a thief, carefully avoiding the guard courtyard, and carefully checking the movements in each room, and finally found Su Qingke's residence on the southeast corner.

Just about to open the door and go in, I heard another voice from inside the room, "Be obedient and stay still."

Then came Su Qingke's voice, "Put me down!"

"Say don't move, go to the couch obediently."

"I'll go by myself! Let go!"

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