Yiyun blinked and looked at the fat strong man in front of him, confused, it couldn't be a popping chrysanthemum!

"Please let me go to the front tavern for a drink. The middle-aged man smiled, and pointed to the tavern not far away. The tavern was hung with a round red lantern that emitted a soft red glow. Singing and laughter came out intermittently, in stark contrast to the place where it was compared.

"Please. Yiyun spread his palms and smiled.

The tavern was very lively, and the noisy sound was like a heat wave engulfing the people who were enjoying themselves, and Yiyun wandered through the crowd looking at the expressionless expressions on their faces. Finally, I was attracted by a subdued voice, and following the prestige, there was a wooden high platform in front of me, stairs on both sides of the stairs made of red lacquer, and the delicate carvings on the side railings were vivid. Behind the long table in the middle of the high platform is a well-mannered storyteller in a long robe, his shiny black hair glowing white in the light, and he is talking endlessly, and the wooden board in his hand will be knocked on the wooden table at the right time when it comes to the key points.

Yiyun was overshadowed by this atmosphere, sat down and listened to the storyteller, and followed his voice back to the story of the past.

A long, long time ago, in the small courtyard of a large family, the banyan tree and banyan flowers outside the window were blooming, and a girl in the boudoir was painting in the house, and a pink banyan flower jumped on the paper on the white drawing paper.

The sound of steady footsteps came from far and near, and not far from the window, a sturdy young man passed by carrying two large buckets of water. He is a short-time worker in the family, and he will come to work at home every day, and he will come here to fetch water whenever this time comes.

"Whew!" A sudden gust of wind blew away the banyan flowers on the branches, and fell gracefully in the wooden barrel filled with water, and the white drawing paper drifted out of the window with the wind and landed at his feet.

The young man put down the burden on his shoulders, picked up the painting on the ground and took a look, the banyan flower pen on the drawing paper was soft and rigid, and the pen peak turned from thick to light.

It's like a real thing, what a wonderful word.

"Miss, it's a wonderful pen. The young man handed it over, a clear and innocent smile on his face.

The girl was dressed in a pink green dress, a banyan flower swayed in her black hair, and a touch of blush flashed on her white goose egg face, and she hurriedly took the drawing paper and ran away.

Since then, at this time of the day, the girl will sit in front of the window and wait for that vigorous figure. Happily, every time the young people appeared on time, they tacitly acted as lovers as expected, and this wonderful feeling lasted until a beautiful moonlit night.

That night, the moon was round and big, the stars were shining, and frogs were chirping. It was on this night that they had their first date. That day, the boy was about to go back after finishing his work, and when he passed by the banyan tree, he saw the girl standing there, and her steps unconsciously walked towards that side.

"Miss, what do you need help with?" the magnetic voice sounded, and the girl's heart trembled. I remembered what my father said during the day:

"Qinru, today the son of the Zhao family went to our family to propose, I think that the son of Zhao is gentle and elegant, talented and beautiful, and their family is rich enough to ensure that you will not have to worry about food and clothing in this life. You're not too young, so I agreed to this family business. Father's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky that woke up Qinru's ignorant heart, and she didn't want to marry.

"But, father," Qin Ru could not finish his words when he was interrupted.

"It was decided. Looking at the back of her father flicking his wide sleeves and turning away, Qinru bit her pink lip lightly, and tears flowed down her eyes.

"Take me away. Looking at the person in front of her who made her heart beat faster, Qin Ru bit her lip, her long eyelashes were like fluttering banyan flowers, and she looked determined.

"My name is Linglong. The boy turned to Qin Ru, took her hand, and asked seriously, "Are you sure to give up what you have now and follow me?"

"I do. The girl nodded and looked at the boy, her eyes facing each other, her fingers interlocked.

Under the banyan tree, her delicate inky blue hair floated in the air and was entangled with Qinru's long black hair beside her. Picking a leaf and playing a moving piece of music also touched her heart deeply.

The soft moonlight stretched their shadows, and they clasped hands and ran all the way. The night was as cold as water, and the wind whistled in their ears, and at last they ran to the end of a cliff, and when they could not run, they snuggled up and sat down on the edge of the cliff.

"Qinru, do you see the vast land below? I will build you a city out of earth, a city that belongs to the two of us, and there will be a banyan tree planted there, and there will be a stream over there," Linglong pointed to the endless land below, as if the city was right in front of him.

Qin Ru nodded happily and leaned on his shoulder, where there is you, there is a city.

The next day, they came to the land below, where the men picked mud to build the city, and the women washed and cooked. This happy time lasted for two months, until one day Qinru's mother suddenly arrived.

The golden light of the dusk gilded the earth with a layer of gold, and that day Qinru was sitting on a pile of straw on the edge of the small hut waiting for Linglong to return. Her mother's figure surprised and delighted her, and she thought she would never see her again.

Her mother's face was a lot haggard, which covered Qinru's heart with a layer of deep self-blame, and what her mother said next made her even more painful.

His escape from the dishonesty of the Zhao family, the son of the Zhao family suddenly felt ashamed and angry, and repeatedly provoked trouble in the family, and finally arrested his father in prison on the charge of embezzling official silver, and even blatantly threatened: If Miss Qinru does not come to the door in person to make amends, her father will be sentenced to death in three days.

As her mother wiped her tears and cried, Qinru suddenly fell into a dilemma: on the one hand, her beloved, and on the other hand, her parents who raised her. In the end, Qin Ru's palm-sized little face bit her lip and said lightly: "I'll go back with you." "In any case, I can't do it for my father to be executed and left alone.

The afterglow of the sunset gradually dissipated, and Linglong, who had been busy all day, returned with a happy face. "Ru'er, I've finished our house today, and we'll move in tomorrow. Linglong shouted and pushed the door open, and it was empty. He searched like crazy, but he didn't.

In the end, Linglong sat weakly against the corner, her mind flashing with the bits and pieces of the past.

"Are you sure you give up what you have now and come with me?"

"I do. ”

These two sentences kept echoing in his mind like a demon. Sleepless all night, Linglong sat all night, thought all night, the early morning light entered the oil-paper window, and finally he got up and decided to go to Qinru.

Linglong hurried without stopping, and when he reached the town, the street was bustling with weddings. On the bluestone paved road, there are red firecracker fragments all over the ground, and the crowds on both sides are bustling with onlookers. In front of him was a big red sedan chair, and the red knots hanging on both sides made his eyes daze.

"Today, Miss Liang and the Zhao family are married, look at how magnificent the big sedan chair is, it's really right. Two middle-aged women on the side leaned together and pointed.