If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 1138 Cute
Pushing open the door of the compound, before going inside, the golden red in the garden can't wait to be carried by the sun and drawn into his eyes. It wasn't until he entered the courtyard that Lin Nian realized that the ginkgo and maple leaves outside the red wall were just shadows. Jinger, those fiery red branches protruding from the yellow tiles are warning passers-by not to stray into it, otherwise they will fall into the burning golden red garden.

There is no screen behind the gate of the courtyard like a normal entrance. When you push open the gate made of gold nails, you will be embraced and burned by the wide and burning red courtyard without any preparation. There was an indescribable hotness.Exhale, exhale again, the nostrils are full of the smell of flames that is stronger than Shengqiu!

Fire fire fire fire.

Lin Nian felt a wave of heat lifted his hair, and everything in front of him was distorted by the high temperature.

In the eyes of everyone who entered the compound, it seemed that there was a torrential rain of burning maple leaves and ginkgo biloba. , the majestic and gorgeous golden and red fallen leaves that are so majestic and gorgeous that people can't bear to look directly but can't avoid them fill every corner of the yard. a narrow point.If a person is drowning, he will go back to the surface to find a room to breathe. Naturally, everyone who enters the hospital does the same thing—raise his head and move his eyes to the blue sky that is so blue that there is no dregs, so that the eyes can be greedily washed in the water. Take a breath of oxygen in the blue and take a break.

There are no shelters in the huge courtyard, only ginkgo trees and maple trees that are blooming romantically and redly in different seasons are picked all over the courtyard. It is not crowded or scattered, and it perfectly surrounds the empty courtyard, just like the structure of a campfire stacked with wood. The high temperature of the flame will burn the surroundings of the campfire to ashes. Leave the necessary "empty" in the center.

The "empty" place is naturally the center of the courtyard, where there is a white stone table. Lin Nian, who has visited some famous scenic spots in BJ these days, such as the Forbidden City, Yuanmingyuan, etc., recognized that it was a white marble table. stone table.The so-called "Jade Building Zhulan" refers to this kind of stone. It is so pure and flawless that it makes people feel calm. It stands in the burning courtyard and becomes a sudden white in the red. safe haven.

As they approached, the autumn leaves under their feet shattered into fine golden autumn crackles, jumped over the golden red sea of ​​fire, and approached the snow-white circle of Port of Peace.

There are two people sitting on the white marble table, an old man and a woman.

The old man is very old, old to the marrow.The older a person is, the emptier he is. When the weight in the bone marrow is eaten away by the years, he will naturally look lighter. Even the wide-clothed belt can't hide the paper-light body, as if in the courtyard. A random piece of red leaf, without root or support, the wind blows into the long-sleeved shirt and gathers up a bunch of holes.

Women are beautiful, and beautiful to the bone marrow.

Lin Nian has heard this sentence many times, mostly because others praised his talent, but now, although it is different at different times and in different scenes, he is willing to give this sentence intact to the person sitting on the white marble table. This woman in a snow-white jacquard dress.

Thin cloud clothes, thin willow waist, all Li Huoyue's previous efforts were to imitate the other party horizontally. She was just worried that sitting with her would make her look ashamed, but the so-called shame is not about losing herself. She is not a human being, but she is afraid of losing a woman's face. It is the greatest humiliation to a mother if her daughter's color is not as good as her mother's.

The woman sat at the white marble table, put her hands neatly on her knees, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the few people coming through the fiery red autumn leaves with a slightly tilted head and a smile of pure joy. And the beautiful emotions are just like her appearance, which makes people feel a tender "real".

"Wow, what an ancestor... Ah, Auntie Jianman is really broken too." Lin Nian heard Sima Xuxu whisper.

"What do you mean?" Lin Nian also asked in a low voice.

Sima Xuxu, who was forced to follow into the yard, lowered his head numbly and said, "Auntie Jianman is very difficult. You will know when the time comes."

Lin Nian still didn't understand what Sima Xuxu meant, but he could see that the other party's reluctance to come was true.

After entering the hospital, Sima Xuxu, who was originally reluctant in every possible way behind Lin Nian, calmed down silently and honestly. The temper that had always given people the impression of being out of touch disappeared in an instant. His head was slightly raised, his back was straight, and his hands were naturally drooping. Walking steadily and slowly, they stopped together with Li Huoyue and the man in Tang suit after approaching the white marble table, and saluted three times.

Solemn, respectful, knowing the identity of the other party without guessing.

"Here we come." The old man on the white marble table put his hands together slightly and said to Lin Nian and the others who were coming.

His voice was slightly muddy, but it didn't prevent him from being heard clearly.

Lin Nian did not understand some of the orthodox etiquette, so he maintained the most basic manners. He bowed slightly to the old man of unknown age and the woman who was sitting quietly and looked at Li Huoyue with a smile on her face, "Secret Party Executive Department Commissioner , Lin Nian." On this occasion, he no longer introduced himself as a student of Kassel College, and the identity of the secret party commissioner should have more weight and be more suitable for the current situation.

The old man looked at Lin Nian. His eye sockets were so deep that it was almost impossible to see the existence of the eyeballs. Lin Nian stared into those eye sockets, which seemed to be a dark tomb, and only when he looked deeply could he see the glimmer of light that was hidden deepest. , dazzling and uncomfortable.

The old man didn't speak, and the others at the scene waited. It took a while to hear the turbid and old voice say with emotion, "Young hero, this is an extraordinary person."

If Lin Nian turned around, he could see the astonishment on Sima Xuxu's face and the shock on the expression of the man in Tang suit whom Li Huoyue called the historian. Li Huoyue didn't react too much, as if he had expected this scene appear.

"Let's get started." The old man looked at the man in Tang suit behind Lin Nian and nodded slightly.

The man in Tang suit saluted, then walked straight to the side of the white marble table, found the stone pier and sat down, took out a booklet with turquoise pattern from his arms, opened it and spread it on the side of the stone table, and took out a very retro wolf hair Writing brushes and portable inkstones are used to grind ink on the spot, and to write on the book with the pen.

[Xinmao year, Yiwei month, Bingxu day.The patriarch of the Sima Clan gathered in Longfengyuan, Lin Nian, the hero of the secret party, and praised him happily: "Young hero, this is an extraordinary person."]

Lin Nian has good eyesight and good eyesight. He could see the words on the book clearly, and he suddenly understood that the "historian" is really a "historian". If there is no accident, this man is the recorder who is responsible for recording today's meeting.

"The patriarch of the Sima family is face to face." The woman who was sitting quietly next to the old man stood up at this moment, folded her hands in front of her, and looked at everyone at the same level, "Please also take your seats."

Lin Nian keenly noticed that the woman was hiding some kind of emotion under her calmness. She seemed to be restraining herself, hiding some kind of impulse?

"I'll go, I remember that 'Boda' was the last one to get this kind of comment? Uh, but 'Boda' seems to have died a little early." Lin Nian heard Sima Xuxu beside him cracking in an inaudible voice. Sui Nian, "Why did the ancestors give comments as soon as they came up? Could it be a Hongmen banquet? But why is Auntie Jianman here?"

Lin Nian didn't quite know what Sima Xuxu meant, but he was sure that this picturesque woman was the biological mother of Li Huoyue named 'Jian Man'.

He chose to sit just like that. The surrounding environment was very spacious and clear. The maple leaves and ginkgo filled the sky but did not block the view. This is a quite open and bright place for the meeting, and it also showed the orthodox sincerity and the main tone of this meeting.

"Is this Li Huoyue's mother? I've been hearing Li Huoyue mentioning you, auntie, and now I've finally met the real person." Lin Nian didn't choose to start the conversation with the old clan chief of the Sima family, but looked aside. The mature woman in the white dress said softly.

He didn't intend to talk about the business right from the start, if it was a trivial matter, then there was no need to procrastinate, but now the things they might care about were too obscure and sensitive.

The woman didn't answer Lin Nian's words immediately, but looked at the patriarch of the Sima clan. After the old man nodded slightly, she turned back to Lin Nian and Li Huoyue who was sitting beside him. Immediately afterwards, Lin Nian saw her with her own eyes. The impression of the painting-like beauty was broken, revealing a kind of unexpected, almost joyful. "Cute"?
She poked her head over to Lin Nian and said, "Oh? Did you say that Little Moon keeps mentioning you to me? Is it true?"

"Ah, Auntie Jianman really started again." Sima Xuxu continued to murmur, staring down at the red leaves under the table, pretending that he was a decoration in the yard.

Lin Nian was stunned by the "cute" feeling from the other party for a moment. Yes, he could feel the pure "cute" feeling from a woman who gave birth to a child. It was unobstructed Joy and happiness, after floating on that beautiful and heart-pounding face, there was a chemical reaction that permeated the lovely feeling.

Originally, he thought that Li Huoyue's mother would be more mature, colder, gentle and indifferent like the Jiangnan woman in the painting, but he never thought that the other party was actually cute, and the smile on her face seemed innocent and carefree The carefree and pure feeling is completely different from the impression he imagined.

"It's true." Lin Nian lied. Li Huoyue never mentioned his mother's affairs to him, but now he felt that if he told the truth, this woman named Jian Man would definitely be disappointed like a changed face. For no reason, he didn't want to see this kind of disappointed emotion on the other party's face.

So mixing things like maturity and cuteness is cheating, right?

Qiang Ru Lin Nian was also a little helpless, and his reaction to speaking was half a beat slow.

"I said, since the little moon is willing to mention me to you, then the little moon must like you very much." Li Man stared at Lin Nian and blinked, put his hands gently between his legs, and observed carefully from the side. This boy, "It turns out that Little Moon likes this type of boy! No matter what, as long as the elders in the clan nod, mom will support you."

?
Lin Nian leaned back slightly and frowned. Sima Xuxu on the side let out a soft "ah" and lay down on the table with a sad face on his face. Li Huoyue lowered his head silently. He almost lowered his head under the table, while the historian on the side truthfully While recording, the clan head of the Sima family sat without joy or sorrow, watching everyone silently.

(End of this chapter)