Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 219
When he saw Yan Zixiu’s face, Wei Yuyuan’s left foot hadn’t stepped in yet.
This caused him to open his walnut eyes for a second, and fell to the ground fiercely in a large font, and the whisk in his hand just fell to Jing Shaoci’s feet.
“Third Senior Brother!” Yan Zixiu quickly stood up, walked over and leaned over to help him up.
But as soon as his hand held Wei Yuyuan’s arm, the other party suddenly propped up his upper body, and then stood up from the ground.
Wei Yuyuan looked at Yan Zixiu’s face fixedly, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red.
After watching for a few seconds, he grabbed Yan Zixiu’s hand and said in a nervous tone: “Hand, hand is hot.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he held Yan Zixiu’s face in his hands again, rubbed it twice as if kneading dough, and said tremblingly, “The face is real too!”
When Jing Shaoci walked over with a cold face, Wei Yuyuan hugged Yan Zixiu tightly, and said in a crying voice: “Little Wu, Xiao Wu…”
Yan Zixiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled relievedly and said, “Senior brother, it’s me.”
Jing Shaoci turned his head away with displeasure, and endured it for half a minute.
After finally waiting for Yan Zixiu to get up, Wei Yuyuan suddenly patted him heavily on the arm.
“Why didn’t you come back for so many years without dying!! You learned how to steal peaches from wild monkeys outside?!”
Yan Zixiu wanted to explain, but Jing Shaoci suddenly said coldly: “He is with me.”
Wei Yuyuan only noticed him at this moment, and after taking a big breath of air-conditioning violently, he jumped straight to the side.
He glanced at Jing Shaoci, then turned his head to look at Yan Zixiu, and after shaking his head a few times like a rattle, he turned around and said to the little disciple standing blankly at the door: “Go and ask for the head teacher!”
After Su Zixun arrived, his eyes were also red, and his lips trembled while watching Yan Zixiu, unable to speak.
After finally waiting for him to calm down, Su Zixun asked immediately after the four of them sat down, “Xiao Wu, where have you been all these years?”
“I was reincarnated and went to…”
Jing Shaoci said again at this time: “Yanyan has always been with me.”
Wei Yuyuan snorted, and complained, “I said you two are really persistent. You haven’t loved enough for a lifetime. You can touch each other in reincarnation.”
Although he said so, he still looked awkwardly at Yan Zixiu and said, “That, let me say.”
Yan Zixiu looked at him and said, “Third Senior Brother.”
“Is he good to you?”
When Wei Yuyuan asked this sentence, his voice was not only whispered but also very vague, but Yan Zixiu still heard it clearly.
He smiled and nodded, “Very good.”
Jing Shaoci cleared his throat, then sat up straight, and then put his arms around Yan Zixiu’s shoulders with an expression of declaring sovereignty.
Wei Yuyuan looked blind, curled his lips in disgust and said: “If his kidneys are not good, he will be a rouge horse on the painting, and he doesn’t like riding.”
Su Zixun coughed lightly, signaling him to restrain himself in front of the pure junior, but Wei Yuyuan refused to accept it and said, “You cough ass, what did I say wrong?”
As soon as the words finished, Su Zixun looked at him and smiled, “Why don’t I have a good discussion with you tonight about riding?”
Wei Yuyuan jumped up from the chair with a whoosh, as if the female ghost had just scratched the back of his neck with her nails.
“Brother Master, you’re being polite, I’ll go get Xiao Wu some delicious food!”
After speaking, he ran out without even daring to turn his head.
Looking at his running back, Yan Zixiu couldn’t help lowering his eyes and smiling.
From childhood to adulthood, the third senior brother, who couldn’t even control his master, was defeated by the second senior brother every time.
When he was young, he slept with the third senior brother, so he heard Wei Yuyuan swear more than once that he would kill Su Zixun. Yan Zixiu reasonably suspected that the reason why the third senior brother was so good at swearing was completely trained by the second senior brother.
After Wei Yuyuan ran away, Su Zixun didn’t ask about the cause and effect, but just said, “Xiao Wu, how are you doing in another life?”
“Senior Brother Lao is concerned, everything is fine.” After Yan Zixiu said this, he looked at him and said, “Master and uncle are also with us.”
Su Zixun held his breath for a moment, and it took a long time before he choked up and said, “Then master and uncle, how are they?”
Yan Zixiu nodded vigorously, “It’s all good.”
Su Zixun laughed and cried, and kept saying, “That’s good, that’s good.”
After a while, Wei Yuyuan came over and asked them to eat.
All the other disciples in Tianfeng Temple moved to other places, and only four of them sat around the table.
After eating two mouthfuls, Wei Yuyuan raised his chin at Jing Shaoci and said, “My lord, you always brought good things to our Taoist temple, but my master turned them back. Do you remember this?”
Jing Shaoci said indifferently: “He said that the poor don’t get what they get.”
Hearing this, Wei Yuyuan raised his eyebrows triumphantly and said, “My master said so, but as soon as we ran out of meat, master would take us to the back kitchen of the palace to get—something.”
He deliberately emphasized the word ‘take’, and his tone was extraordinarily high-sounding.
After hearing this, Yan Zixiu asked in puzzlement, “Why didn’t I know about this?”
Wei Yuyuan clicked his tongue, turned his chopsticks and said, “Since you started to practice, you have been more serious than your master, and you are upright and you are short of engraving a stele for you. How can the master take you?”
Jing Shaoci held Yan Zixiu’s hand under the table, and then said something that surprised the three of them, “Actually, I already knew it.”
Wei Yuyuan raised his eyebrows and said, “You know?!”
“It’s only natural for master to take things from his apprentice-in-law, even if he took away all the property of Feng Wang’s mansion, it wouldn’t be too much.”
Wei Yuyuan tightened his neck and rubbed his arms as if he was suffering from a cold, “It’s easy to change the country, but it’s hard to change the nature, I really believe it.”
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When the two left Tianfengguan in the afternoon, Wei Yuyuan dragged Yan Zixiu aside.
“Although Master taught us from an early age that we should not beat our husbands at will after marriage, but sometimes fists and kicks are beneficial to the physical and mental health of the other half, so we should still use them.”
Yan Zixiu neither nodded nor shook his head. After a moment of silence, he said, “Third Senior Brother, how did you and Second Senior Brother fall in love with each other back then?”
Wei Yuyuan was resisted by his words, his face blushed before he whispered: “At the beginning, I, cough, mistakenly ate the Spring Love Pill that Master refined.”
Yan Zixiu pursed the corner of his lower lip, and patted Wei Yuyuan’s shoulder in sympathy or comfort.
And here Jing Shaoci and Su Zixun looked at the two people not far away, and their eyes were full of tenderness.
“Little prince, tomorrow the emperor will go to the mausoleum to offer sacrifices to the heavens, do you want to go and have a look?”
Jing Shaoci didn’t answer this question, but just looked at Yan Zixiu for a moment.
Before the two left, Yan Zixiu looked at Wei Yuyuan and Su Zixun and said, “Senior brothers, if we don’t say goodbye, we will meet again.”
After saying this, Yan Zixiu disappeared from the spot holding Jing Shaoci’s hand.
A while later, Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci came to a house in the east of the city.
This is the home of big brother Mo Zhonghuai.
Compared with the unchanged faces of Wei Yuyuan and Su Zixun, Mo Zhonghuai had already grown a beard, and there were silver threads on his temples.
He voluntarily accompanied his wife to grow old.
The two of them disappeared and stood on the courtyard wall, looking at the scene in the courtyard, Jing Shaoci turned his head and said, “Why don’t you go down and have a few words with your elder brother?”
Yan Zixiu looked at Mo Zhonghuai holding a young child who was watching the swallows nesting in the corner of the corridor, slightly raised the corners of his lips and said, “It is the most auspicious thing for an old friend to be well, and whether we meet or not is not that important.”
Now Mo Zhonghuai’s children and grandchildren are around their knees, living the most ordinary but warmest life, this is the bliss in the world.
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Before dawn the next day, the emperor’s ceremonial guards marched like a long dragon to the mausoleum with the Manchu civil and military officials.
Three quarters before sunrise, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven officially began.
Three animals, five grains and six animals were burnt in the southeast of the mausoleum, and sky lanterns were hung in the southwest. The emperor wore a crown on his head and a robe for offering sacrifices to heaven, holding a jade tablet with both hands, and walked up the steps step by step.
After welcoming the emperor god, the emperor went to the highest level to bow three times and bow nine times to the ancestors and the gods.
Yan Zixiu looked at the extremely solemn and magnificent scene in front of him, and asked, “Jing Shaoci, have you ever regretted it?”
King Feng had only one son, so after Jing Shaoci’s death, his cousin Jing Zhaoyun became the throne.
Emperor Zhao has been in power for 27 years now. He has made great efforts to govern, appointed the virtuous and loved the people, and managed the entire Xiuguo Capital as if it were a peaceful and prosperous age, and the people are all prosperous.
When Jing Shaoci heard Yan Zixiu’s words, he lowered his eyes and smiled, “I regret it, of course I regret it.”
Before Yan Zixiu could react, he put his arms around the other person’s waist and said, “I regret not marrying you sooner.”
Yan Zixiu leaned on his shoulder and said: “So I never hated you, even if you killed me with your own hands, all I thought about before I died were you.”
After finishing speaking, he stood up and smiled at Jing Shaoci, both of them felt relieved.
That day was the Shangyuan Festival. In the evening, lanterns were set up all over the streets of Shangjing, and the fireworks lit up the sky, just in response to the sentence: a thousand lights illuminate a tree, and seven flowers bloom.
When the two went out to the street, Jing Shaoci left for a while, and when he came back, he was holding a veiled hat.
“Put it on.”
Yan Zixiu’s face is so attractive that he would feel uncomfortable being looked at more than once by others.
Yan Zixiu took the veiled hat, but raised his hand to put it on his head, not only that, but also teased: “The lady looks very handsome, it’s better to cover up one or two things.”
Jing Shaoci put his arms around his waist, looked at his lips and said, “Shall I prove it with practical actions, which of us is a wife?”
Neither of them wore the last veil.
During the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, the people on the street were bustling with laughter everywhere.
The appearance of the two not only attracted passers-by to look back frequently, but even some boudoir women opened the silk curtains on the veiled hats to peek.
Yan Zixiu looked at the various lanterns on the stall, and suddenly said to Jing Shao: “That year you said you would make a lantern for me, but the lantern hadn’t arrived yet, but I waited until you went to Xijiang information.”
Jing Shaoci held his hand under his sleeve, and was about to speak, when Yan Zixiu said, “So every Shangyuan Festival, I will sit at the entrance of the Taoist temple all night.”
Jing Shaoci’s chest was suffocated, and guilt and distress appeared in his eyes.
“At that time, I always wondered, would you wait and wait, and you would walk up to me with a lantern and call me Xiaotangyuan.”
Yan Zixiu looked up at him, “So you owe me that lantern.”
Jing Shaoci tightened his fingers, and said eagerly: “I’ll prick you again when I get back, as many pricks as you want.”
At this time, Yan Zixiu rolled his eyes and said, “I just said this to make you feel sorry for me. I only need that one lantern.”
Jing Shaoci’s throat was full of soreness, he raised his hand and hugged Yan Zixiu into his arms.
The two of them are currently in court, even married couples would not be so intimate in the street, so after a while, Yan Zixiu pushed him away.
But just for a while, it also made many boudoir women’s noses red and eyes red.
It’s really disappointing that such two gentlemen who are full of beautiful trees have the habit of sharing peaches.
The attics on the street are full of festive red lanterns, and from time to time there will be wishing sky lanterns floating around. The two of them held hands under the cover of long sleeves and walked around.
Yan Zixiu guessed the series of lantern riddles correctly, and instead gave Jing Shaoci a very beautiful peony palace lantern.
Jing Shaoci bought a lot of snacks for him. When eating a dim sum filled with bean paste, Yan Zixiu originally planned to put a whole piece into his mouth, but Jing Shaoci took half of it.
Not only did he eat his snacks, but the man whispered in his ear: “Your throat is narrow, you need to eat smaller ones.”
Yan Zixiu didn’t react at first, but under Jing Shaoci’s ‘kindness’ reminder, he suddenly remembered that attack.
Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes and took a breath, squeezing Jing Shaoci’s hand tightly with his.
In the end, if it weren’t for Yan Zixiu’s repeated restraint and he really didn’t want to attract attention, Jing Shaoci’s domestic violence in the street would definitely have been inevitable.
The Shangyuan Festival is lively, and the seats in the restaurants facing the street are full of people early.
Jing Shaoci brought a food box and bought two bottles of high-quality Yuquan drink, and went up to the roof of the highest building in Sheng’an City with Yan Zixiu.
Standing on the top, the two of them looked down at the dragon and lion dancers and the crowds of people below, and felt that Haiyan and Heqing were everywhere.
At this time, Yan Zixiu waved his hand, and the flowers and trees in Shangjing City were in full bloom overnight, and the petals floated into the crowd like mist and rain with the wind.
When the two of them sat down and began to eat, Jing Shaoci asked, “Yanyan, why don’t you drink?”
Yan Zixiu narrowed his eyes slightly, “What are you going to do after drinking?”
Jing Shaoci shook his head, sighed and said, “It’s getting harder and harder to lie to you now.”
After finishing speaking, Yan Zixiu looked at him and suddenly picked up the wine cup.
“Just one drink.”
After taking this small sip, Yan Zixiu’s eye ends were stained with reddish streaks, and Jing Shaoci’s throat felt dry.
But he clenched his fingers and suppressed the feeling.
After the last burst of fireworks lifted into the sky, Yan Zixiu said, “Candied sweet potato, let’s go back.”
Unexpectedly, Jing Shaoci said, “Go to another place with me.”
After the two came down from the top of the building, they walked towards the west of the city. When they reached a narrow alley, Yan Zixiu’s footsteps suddenly stopped.
Although the house has changed its style, the peach tree that sheds peaches every summer is still there.
Yan Zixiu curled up the two fingers at the end of his right hand unconsciously, but he still walked over with Jing Shaoci.
When he got close, he touched the peach blossoms on the tree with his slender fingers. The branches that he found difficult to reach when he was young can now be reached by raising his hand.
A warm feeling of nostalgia flashed across Yan Zixiu’s eyes, but when he lowered his head, Jing Shaoci lifted up his front robe and knelt down in front of him on one knee.
