Chapter 289

"You don't know, that little fish, Li's son proposed marriage to her family today and will get married next month." Lao Zhang waved this hand and said that the appearance was even more exaggerated.

"Well, I said that the little fish was also interesting to him. It has developed so fast." Lao Zhang tut Tut's mouth said, said, but also feel that said enough, the shoulder also need to touch, Lao Yu is finished.

However, what Lao Zhang said here was that he didn't realize that Lao Yu's face had changed. The hand down has been holding the cigarette, face purple, seems to be scared by what in general.

Lao Zhang is just talking about the excitement. However, he turned around and saw that old man's face was cold and enlarged. Suddenly, he was startled.

"Ah, Lao Yu, what kind of expression do you have? It scares me!" Lao Zhang shivered violently, obviously frightened. After reaction, he frowned again and was dissatisfied with his old practice.

But the old man didn't say anything. His white and black eyes fixed on Lao Zhang. Although there is no emotion, but suddenly was staring at the old feel all over the hair.

“……”

"Lao Yu, Lao Yu, why are you looking at me so much..."

Some of Lao Zhang felt cautious. He could not help but step back. He was a little far away from Lao Yu.

"Lao Zhang, you're a man. You're still so nagging. Have you taken care of your skin?" Lao Yu took another deep look at Lao Zhang, then said slowly.

"Well? I said, Lao Yu, you... I'm kind-hearted to tell you things, and you still talk to me in such a weird way? " When Lao Zhang heard that, the whole person exploded in an instant.

He pushed away Lao Yu and said angrily.

"Why, or do you really get hit by others, and you also like the little fish?"

"Pull it down, fish like that, should match Li family childe like that, you don't think about it."

……

Lao Zhang was still there trying to say something, but Lao Yu couldn't listen any more, so he turned around and left. Even the oars didn't pick up, so they put them on the ground and left.

"Hello, Lao Yu? Where are you going? You're not going? " Lao Zhang quickly caught up with him and asked with some doubts.

"No more." Lao Yu is still walking without looking back.

"I'm not in the mood. You go quickly. I won't help you."

……

Hearing this, Lao Zhang was very anxious and angry. It's really difficult to look down at the cloth in your arms.

In a moment, he raised his head and looked at his back. Some murmured, "is it hard to succeed? Is it really in his mind?"

Oh.

"Don't look at your own virtues, whose daughter is willing to marry him. I'm angry and I don't know what to do. "

Lao Zhang hummed a few words, but no one paid attention to them, so he left with a curse.

And not long after Lao Zhang left. The old man turned his head again and sat on the grass on his own.

He still has a Dogtail in his mouth. His eyes are divergent. I don't know what he is thinking.

He raised his head and looked at the slate on the other side. That's where people like Xiaoyu often wash their clothes.

Xiaoyu is nineteen this year. Lao Yu has met Xiaoyu since he began to ferry with his dead father.

The girl who loves to laugh is almost what he grew up with.

From a little girl with two withered yellow ponytails, to a girl with waist length hair, to a fair lady, Yushu Tiancheng. Small fish are bigger and bigger, longer and bigger.

In fact, Xiaoyu is just a little girl who is familiar with him. All along, Lao Yu treats her like a sister.

Some of the two people are beyond the tacit understanding of ordinary people, some of the same family background, the soul seems to fit.

But Lao Yu never thinks much.

Until the age of 16, when Xiaoyu had a rite of passage. She ran over to him with a smile and showed him her first hairpin, her different bun.

That smile, don't know how good-looking.

"When you're on duty, look. I'm sixteen years old. I'm a big girl! "

"Does my hair look good?"

Xiaoyu stares at her big eyes, which seem to have the halo dye she carefully painted. It seems that the whole person is wrapped by the gentle wind, very beautiful, very beautiful.

Lao Yu was a little red faced. That time, he suddenly sighed that the girl really grew up

No longer seven or eight year old yellow haired girl with a runny nose.

Lao Yu took back his eyes, calmed his heart, and said, "it's nice, but it's different from usual..."

The little fish, who is old enough to boast, seems to be very happy. All of a sudden, his whole face is bright. He jumped up to Lao Yu, blinked and said, "do you like that?"

"Do you like Yu Qin?"

……

The wind disturbed the bun of the fish. At that moment, everything seemed to be fixed and blurred.

I'm too old to hear clearly.

When he reacts again, Yu's arms have already rushed to a soft little thing.

It's small and soft. It's a little like the doll I held when I was a child, and it's not like it. It's a little fish, not like a little fish.

This little fish is not what he thought. She was beautiful, she was gentle, and he was moved.

And she seems to like him too

Such an idea, suddenly, just like lightning, flashed in Yu's brain. All of a sudden, just like fireworks, the sound of brushing blooms in my heart.

……

Whoo, a small fish in the river jumped out of the river, breaking the memory of Lao Yu.

His eyes flashed, and he came back to look at the fish, with a gentle breath.

On weekdays, a face of indifference, how to see, feel is a not aspiring, useless man. But his smile is a little more gentle appearance, that originally good-looking face is more vivid many times.

"Little fish..."

"Are you really going to get married?"

That gentle person is murmuring, tone unexpectedly still have a silk helpless feeling.

"Obviously, you provoked me first. Why are you getting married again? "

It's you who came to me. It's you who want to be with me.

Didn't you say that you would wait for me and have been waiting for me?

Old at a person's self-care whisper, that God God Dao appearance, it is never seen.

After a while, Lao Yu stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. Slowly moving step, little by little left.