Liangzhu, is it Liangzhu or Liang Zhu...Ye Qingshui didn't take it to heart.
Because Ye Qingshui's Chinese was weak, he had never heard of the story of "Liang Zhu". Ye's mother's operas were mostly about fighting landlords and the Long March of the Red Army. She grinned and showed her white glutinous rice teeth. She sang red songs loudly and movingly. It had nothing to do with the lingering love.
After Ye Qingshui climbed out of Xie Tingyu's trap, she changed from deliberately avoiding him at the beginning to letting things take their own course. Over time, she easily forgot about him. Ye Qingshui didn't know the name before, and she won't know it in the future. She never deliberately recalled anything about Xie Tingyu.
What she cared about was that she had just played that piece of music so easily. Was it the magic of the scene that brought back memories?
Ye Qingshui's expression became subtle, just like the words she blurted out to please Xie Tingyu some time ago, which made her feel uneasy. She blushed and gradually lagged behind Xie Tingyu from two or three steps to more than ten steps.
Xie Tingyu walked in front for a long time and could not hear any footsteps. He looked back and frowned: "Why, you are not leaving yet?"
He saw the faint blush on Ye Qingshui's face and was stunned.
He couldn't tell whether it was because her shyness was exposed or because of the sun.
But the road they were walking on was surrounded by the shade of trees, and there was a gentle mountain breeze blowing all the way. Before that, Ye Qingshui's face was not that red, and it was fine, reflected by the cool shade.
Xie Tingyu thought: He didn't say anything, but she was shy?
Xie Tingyu seemed to think deeply for a while, his straight and thick eyebrows slightly raised, and said: "Shui Ya is like my sister, do you want me to coax her away?"
Ye Qingshui touched his face and put on the mask again.
Ye Qingshui had been to the Xie family. Xie Tingyu's sister was rich and arrogant, like a female version of Shen Weimin. In Ye Qingshui's eyes, such words were like insults.
She spat in exasperation, "I'm not like your sister."
Xie Tingyu said calmly: "Yeah."
After returning home, they poured the water into the jar. Four buckets of water were only enough to fill one jar, but two jars of water were enough for one day. Xie Tingyu consciously carried four empty buckets to the mountain to fetch water. Mother Ye looked at the young couple coming back hand in hand, as if she understood something. She finally understood why her daughter didn't want her to go fetch water with her.
Ye's mother couldn't help but push Ye Qingshui: "What are you standing there for? Follow Xiao Xie...the two of you should be more agile."
Mother Ye was both happy and relieved to see the newlywed couple, as it reminded her of the sweet days when she and her husband were in love.
"Yes, mother."
Ye Qingshui was not very willing to go with Xie Tingyu to carry water, but there was a section of the mountain road that required climbing. Xie Tingyu could take care of the water in front while pushing the cart, but not the water in the back, so someone had to stand behind to steady the cart. So Ye Qingshui had to run again.
Xie Tingyu pushed the car and patted the back seat: "Come on in."
Ye Qingshui looked at him, who didn't understand anything and had a calm expression. She took a deep breath. Why should she argue with herself?
So what if it’s taught by Xie Tingyu? Is there any point in bragging about it?
So she reached out and picked a leaf at random, took a deep breath, and blew it.
Along the long mountain road, a gentle breeze blew, blowing away the summer heat. From this moment on, the graceful and bright prelude of "Butterfly Lovers" was played over and over again, beautiful and moving.
The prelude and the beginning of Liang Zhu are very cheerful and lively. It tells the story of Zhu Yingtai's first time in the academy and the wonderful time she spent with Liang Shanbo. At that time, they had a vague friendship as classmates and a feeling as pure and beautiful as a veil.
The emotions conveyed by the cheerful melody are as green, beautiful, bright and moving as first love.
Xie Tingyu: “…”
The two of them spoke in silence along the way, except for the graceful song "Ye Zi Qu".
The bicycle wheels rolled steadily over the winding goat path, leaving a trail. Although it was not spring, there were occasional birds singing in the mountains, and there were also wild flowers blooming along the way, with the fragrance of flowers filling the air. The mottled shadows of the trees fell on the two of them, and at this moment there was a rare sense of leisure and tranquility.
…
The days are like flowing water, one after another.
Although the entire brigade was digging wells, the progress was slow. On the contrary, the progress of the reservoir construction was very fast. The strong men worked very hard, leaving early and returning late every day, and even had to bring their lunch with them.
So Grandma Ye asked Ye Qingshui to bring food to Xie Tingyu.
Ye Qingshui originally wanted to make more breakfast and let Xie Tingyu bring a lunch box for lunch. But the old lady frowned suspiciously and poked Ye Qingshui's head with her hard thumb, "Are you still thinking about that?"
The old lady had a pretty good memory and even remembered a random remark that her granddaughter had made a few months ago.
She snorted and said sternly, "Shui Ya, please don't think about this anymore. You have such a good time but you have to do this."
Ye Qingshui had no choice but to finish her meal quickly, then put a few pieces of meat and vegetables in her lunch box. She rode Xie Tingyu's bicycle to the construction site a few miles away and took the trouble to deliver food to Xie Tingyu.
However, Xie Tingyu has no shortage of lunch now. Not only does he have no shortage of lunch, but his lunch is quite good.
He brought out the steamed buns from the morning, and in addition to the steamed buns, there were also some side dishes that Ye Qingshui had personally pickled. He ate the steamed buns with pickled cucumbers and vegetables, and he ate the white flour steamed buns. This made the group of men who ate corn flour and coarse grain bran flour very envious. White flour is a refined grain, and ordinary people can't afford it. Only the educated youth from the city would be willing to eat it.
Shen Weimin also ate white flour buns, which he exchanged for flour from the canteen. Although they were both made of Fuqiang flour, the buns Xie Tingyu ate were obviously more fragrant and softer. The most important thing was that he didn't have other people's side dishes. This made Shen Weimin feel a little sour.
Xie Tingyu had almost finished eating when Ye Qingshui finally arrived.
She wiped the sweat off her forehead and handed the lunch box in her hand to Xie Tingyu.
"Grandma asked me to bring you the meal. Please eat it quickly and bring the lunch box back to wash after you finish eating."
Xie Tingyu opened the lunch box, which was filled with lush green vegetables and thinly sliced meat. Although not much, it was enough to eat.
Xie Tingyu saw the lunch and did not refuse it. After working for most of the day, the man had consumed a lot of energy and was hungry. He urgently needed energy replenishment. Xie Tingyu was in a good mood when he saw the meat.
Moreover, the meat was braised, half fat and half lean, and the meat was so tender that it seemed to melt in the mouth. Xie Tingyu squinted his eyes and enjoyed his lunch.
Under everyone's envious gazes, he took Ye Qingshui's lunch box and hid in a secluded place to eat. But the aroma of the rice followed the wind and still made Shen Weimin, who was standing beside him, greedy.
Let him drink the water vigorously and hold back the saliva that is flooding.
But he couldn't help but look towards Ye Qingshui several times.
When Ye Qingshui was contentedly walking away with the empty lunch box, he could no longer bear it and hurried after her. His throat was so itchy that he kept coughing dryly and stammered:
"Well... Shuiya, I'll give you food allowance and food coupons. Can you bring me a meal tomorrow?"
Of course Ye Qingshui refused without hesitation.
However, the next moment Shen Weimin directly handed over the food coupons and money, fifty cents and half a catty of food coupons.
"This is for one day, and you are definitely not less."
Ye Qingshui looked at the fifty cents and quickly equated it with a dozen braised eggs. Fifty cents was almost enough for a pound of meat. If he had fifty cents every day, he would have fifteen yuan in a month. Besides, the Ye family didn't have meat every day. Sometimes they would just eat pickled vegetables with rice and eggs.
Shen Weimin is indeed a big fat sheep from the capital, it would be a waste if he is not slaughtered. Ye Qingshui readily agreed.
"Then you should pay for a month's worth of food first. If you don't eat the food when it's ready, it will be a waste."
Shen Weimin: “…”
He uttered in a choked voice: "I didn't bring so much today, I owe you first."
Ye Qingshui said crisply, "Okay."
Ye Qingshui, who had another income, rode his bicycle back home happily. It was indeed easier to make money from rich people.
After Ye Qingshui left.
Shen Weimin stroked his chin and couldn't help saying, "I really offended her. If it were Yiliang, she would definitely not ask for money. Not only that, she would probably ask him what he likes to eat."
Xie Tingyu said: "Yiliang treats her well."
After hearing this, Shen Weimin looked straight at Xie Tingyu. He hummed and said, "Brother Yu, Yiliang really likes Shuiya. It would be great if he could blow her in my ear every day."
Liu Yiliang was clearly boasting: My sister-in-law is very nice, she is a good person and has great skills. If he were there, he would probably slap his chest and vomit blood. The original meaning of the words was lost because of a pronoun.
Xie Tingyu frowned and said after a long while: "Yiliang is not what you think."
Shen Weimin was relieved, and he hummed and said, “I will also be a person with food to eat in the future!”
…
After Ye Qingshui returned home, she saw a young man hiding secretly under the eaves of her house.
She couldn't help but yell sternly, "Come out!"
The young man walked out slowly. He was a thin man, dressed fairly neatly. He had wheat-colored skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very energetic. He looked at Ye Qingshui and hesitated.
"Who are you?" Ye Qingshui asked.
The young man raised his eyebrows immediately after hearing the voice, and said happily, "It's me!"
The rough voice made Ye Qingshui recognize him at once. This was the young man selling eggs in the black market.
He babbled, "You left in such a hurry last time that I didn't know where you lived, so I had to ask Ke'er for a long time before he told me to come here to find you. Don't be angry, I'm very reliable!"
He gently picked up a large bag of eggs from the corner and smiled innocently: "You can work with me in the future and make a fortune together."
"I'll tell you a secret. In addition to eggs, I have a lot of chickens and ducks here. You...you can also make some chicken and duck buns."
He felt a little embarrassed when he said this.
"I know you're short of meat for the buns you sell. It's not that I'm disloyal for taking so long to tell you. I had to observe carefully whether you're reliable before I dared to tell you. Now..."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingshui suddenly looked up, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes: What a good day today is, how come my fortune is so good!
The young trader grinned and smiled mysteriously, "I'll give you chicken and duck meat, 60 cents per pound without tickets. If you make money, you have to give me 40%. What do you think? Do you want to do it?"
Only then did Ye Qingshui realize that what he had just said was "You can work with me and make money together."
It's not "I can do it with you", the subject and predicate are reversed, the difference is huge. Although Ye Qingshui doesn't like being led by the nose like this, but these days, those who can own a lot of chickens and ducks and have a big basket of eggs every day are the real big guys.
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Brother Yu: Continue to be teased
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