Super Elation Under the Sun

After the new year, it’s not far from the real New Year’s Eve. Ye Shengge has no feelings about the New Year. When he was in Shenxie Mountain before, this Taoist species might be in retreat even on New Year’s Eve, so why would he care? After this kind of thing, as for Li Fuyao, a guy who doesn't have a family, he has no idea about the New Year.

On the night of New Year’s Eve, Li Xiaoxue’s family in the house next door asked Ye Shengge and Li Fuyao to have a New Year’s Eve dinner by Li Xiaoxue’s mother, saying that it was Miss Ye who took the little girl to eat this breakfast. They were just two of them during the New Year, and they were too deserted.

Li Fuyao didn't want to step into the house again, but after Ye Shengge readily agreed, Li Xiaoxue pulled Li Fuyao's sleeves again and insisted on letting him pass.

In the end, there was really no way, Li Fuyao walked into the house again.

After many years, I saw the middle-aged man in that house again, whose face had not changed much. Li Fuyao, who was dressed in a blue shirt, looked calm. He did not drink alcohol during the New Year’s Eve dinner. Perhaps Li Fuyao did not want to drink. A young man found it boring to drink by himself, so after only half an hour, Li Fuyao got up after eating, did not leave the small courtyard, just sat under the eaves and looked up at the snow falling from the sky.

Ye Shengge ate slowly and chatted a lot with the woman. With the addition of Li Xiaoxue's three people, he wasted a little more time on that table.

A middle-aged man in a thick winter coat brought a pot of charcoal and placed it in front of Li Fuyao. He was sitting next to Li Fuyao, with his hands on the brazier to warm himself.

Li Fuyao did not speak.

It was the middle-aged man who had the same surname as him and said with a smile: "Don't you feel a little uncomfortable that the son lives in the house that Miss Ye rented?"

Li Fuyao calmly said, "The children of the rivers and lakes, they don't care so much."

The middle-aged man nodded, "It's just that Miss Ye can't tell that she is the kind of woman who walks in the rivers and lakes, but she thinks of the kind of ladies of the big family, plus the lavish shots, even if she wants to walk on the rivers and lakes , Family background will not be too bad."

Li Fuyao thought for a while, and finally just nodded.

"The son is not like the kind of young hero who walks the rivers and lakes."

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and smiled unabated.

Li Fuyao frowned and asked, "Where is it not like?"

The middle-aged man naturally said: "Where is there a hero who does not drink when he goes out."

Li Fuyao squeezed the corners of his clothes before reaching out a hand to bake it, "I also drank when I left the teacher's door at first, but later encountered some things, and after thinking about it for myself, I felt that drinking was no good. "

The middle-aged man nodded and smiled: "This is the truth, but there are still not many who can hear it."

Li Fuyao didn't care, he just rubbed his cheeks, and then lost his senses.

The middle-aged man picked up the iron tongs next to him and drew out the brazier, and then said softly: "In fact, he has gone out and wandered around at his age, but there are not many people, he shouldn't have won the championship yet, right?"

Regarding Guanyi, whether it is Dazhou or Yanling, it is actually the same. He was only twenty years old. Li Fuyao was only sixteen when he left Baiyu Town. Now three years later, he is only nineteen years old. And the crown is still a year away.

The ceremonial ceremony is considered to be a relatively important day for ordinary people, but it is not so important for those mountain monks who have a life span of hundreds of thousands.

But Li Fuyao still said softly, "It's nineteen this year."

The middle-aged man who was digging out the brazier shook his hand, but quickly returned to normal, then retracted the fire tongs and sighed.

Li Fuyao looked at the man whose temples were already pale with a complicated expression.

In those years, when this man came back from the outside every day, he would bring some gadgets, either a rattle, a small copper ring, or a bunch of candied gourds. Compared with the woman in the house, this one has been read better. The temper of the man in the New Year is so much better, not to mention that this man always seems to have a few pieces of candy hidden in his arms, waiting for him to bounce back to the small courtyard in front of the house, the woman will definitely want Reprimanded loudly, but this man would always take out a clean cloth kerchief to clean the face he had made from playing outside this day, and then waited for him to reach out his hand with a smile, then he smiled gently and took it out of his arms Two lumps of sugar come.

One piece is for him, and one piece is for the woman.

As for himself, he never eats candy.

Then the woman would definitely tell him aloud that eating those sweets would break his teeth, and would not pick up the sweets, and finally let a person have two sweets to listen to the man's story happily.

In those years, Li Fuyao was able to make a living by telling stories in Baiyu Town. Apart from the shameless ability to go to those storytellers for advice, he could really survive by relying on the stories he heard from this man.

In fact, this man was really the storyteller in the large restaurant in Luoyang City before he started business. He saved a lot of money by relying on the storyteller and started other businesses. Now this family business is probably also It was made by him bit by bit.

In fact, even Li Fuyao at that time was thinking, why can this man endure the woman's temper?

It just didn't take long.

After sitting under the eaves for a long time, the middle-aged man said at the end, after thinking about it, he said, "Say something that has nothing to do with the son. If my kid is still alive, he should be his age."

Li Fuyao turned his head and looked at him.

The middle-aged man put a few pieces of charcoal into the brazier, and said gently, "My boy, when he first named him before, the daughter-in-law just said to deal with what he called, if it weren’t for me, I gave him the word "Fuyao", and he may not know that even though he is alive, he still feels his name is unpleasant. Why is it called "Fuyao"? The story is a story I heard when I was young. It is said that there is a species of fish in the North Sea. Kun, very big, is the largest fish in the North Sea. Of course, I don’t know if it’s true. The story says that one day, when the Kun is big enough, it will turn into a bird. I flutter my wings in the sea and become a Peng. Even if I become a bird, it is actually the biggest bird in the world. The story is over here. I think the implication is really good, but I can’t name the kid Kunpeng. It’s not good. Later, I heard a poem in Luoyang City. I don’t know who or which scholar wrote it. Anyway, who wrote this story is not the same? There are not many others in Yanling, the most are scholars. There is a line in the poem that goes up to 90,000 li, and I am very fond of it, so I set the two words Fuyao, so when I named the boy later, I used these two words. Li Fuyao Li Fuyao, how do you feel about it? ?"

Li Fuyao nodded, "The name is good, but how did the Li Gongzi die?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "Dead? I didn't say that kid died?"

Li Fuyao became nervous.

The middle-aged man immediately said: "It's just that the family has suffered and was sent away, but it is difficult for a child to survive after being sent away."

Li Fuyao asked casually: "What has happened to you, sending your own son away?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: “It’s easy and easy to live in Luoyang City. If it’s not easy, it’s naturally not easy. The kid encountered something before and I don’t know if he should be lucky or bad. It's not because of that. Even if this kid is not promising, he can probably grow up carefree."

Li Fuyao remained silent, did not continue to ask, just pinched the corner of his clothes and looked at the brazier in front of him.

The middle-aged man sighed, "Anyway, I am sorry for him."

Li Fuyao suddenly asked, "If you were to choose one more time, how would you choose?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and just about to speak, there was a loud noise in the distant night.

Sounded one after another.

It turned out that it was past the time, and every household was lighting firecrackers.

Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

The sound of firecrackers keeps coming and going.

Colorful fireworks appeared in the sky.

The little girl Li Xiaoxue ran out of the house and ignored the heavy snow in the yard. She stood in the yard and looked up, looking at the colorful fireworks, her little face was full of expectation.

The middle-aged man shook his head, picked up an oiled paper umbrella next to him, went to the yard to support his daughter, and stood beside the little girl. The middle-aged man quickly picked up the little girl and looked up at the sky together. .

Ye Shengge walked out of the house and stood beside Li Fuyao.

The woman had never been interested in such things, so she did not go out.

Ye Shengge asked in a very low voice, "Li Fuyao, what have you been talking about?"

The sound was not loud, and it was strictly blocked by the sound of firecrackers, so it did not spread out for the second person to hear.

Li Fuyao stood under the eaves and shook his head, "What else can I say, but just useless words."

Ye Shengge smiled without saying a word.

Li Fuyao looked at the fireworks outside, and didn't even intend to speak.

Ye Shengge suddenly said, "Li Fuyao, the little girl told me before that they never set off fireworks at home. She doesn't know why, do you know?"

Li Fuyao was startled, frowning slightly.

Ye Shengge smiled and said, "It seems it's because of you."

Li Fuyao laughed off.

Nowadays, the reason why the little girl doesn’t show fireworks at home, he doesn’t know, but long ago, the reason why there was no fireworks in this house with a little boy was because the kid named Li Fuyao couldn’t smell the fireworks. Gunpowder smell.

So in those years, there was never fireworks on New Year's Eve in this house.

As for now, it may actually be because of this.

as always.

There was a smile on Li Fuyao's face.

But not much, and very light.