I didn't intend to be a Fairy

In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, you can enjoy the fire with firewood in the stream, pet the cat and enjoy the flowers, and the leisure life in Yidu is day after day.

There is one more thing every day——

Take care of the horses.

Expenses are also a bit more.

Raising horses in the city is troublesome.

Originally, Beiyuan horses have a strong digestion ability and are very resistant to rough feeding. They don’t need to be fed fine feed for heavy duty, but they can’t grow grass in the city, so they have to spend money to buy fodder, and they have to be cleaned frequently. Fortunately, after Song You talked to it, it has been quiet, otherwise it will disturb the neighbors, not to mention causing trouble, and I will feel sorry for it.

The twelfth lunar month is almost over.

Soon it will be Song You's first Spring Festival alone since he came to this world.

A few days ago, the priests of Fuqing Palace entrusted a pilgrim who lived in Yidu to deliver a letter, saying that they would like to invite Song You to Qingcheng Mountain to celebrate the New Year. It's just that he has no way to reply to the Taoist priests of Fuqing Palace. I don't know how long they waited in front of the mountain gate that day.

Luo Butou also came to invite him, but Song You also declined.

Including Yu Zhizhou sent letters.

Song You didn't agree at all.

Wintersweet blooms for a long time, and on New Year's Eve, the flowers are still there, facing the frost and snow, and Ling Han is independent.

Song You was thinking about the day in the yard, and Mistress Sanhua had turned into a human form, but she still couldn't change the cat's habit of walking on the courtyard wall and rain eaves.

This year's Chinese New Year is a suitable time, and the beginning of spring will be a few days after the next year.

I remember that I was Yidu after the beginning of autumn, after the beginning of spring, autumn and winter are almost over.

There was a sound from the courtyard wall overhead.

"Are we leaving?"

Song You looked up and saw the little girl standing barefoot on the roof of the courtyard wall's rain eaves. The eaves were originally narrow and slippery, but she stood extremely steadily and stared at him condescendingly.

This cat really has a pair of eyes.

"I've said it all, Empress Sanhua shouldn't climb on the roof and walk when she's transformed into a human. People will think she's a monster."

"Empress Sanhua is a monster."

"It will affect the neighbors."

"There's no one in the house here."

"That's impolite."

"Alright alright."

Even though he said so, he didn't intend to come down, and just continued to stare at him:

"Are we leaving?"

"Leave after the beginning of spring."

"How long is the beginning of spring?"

"a few more days."

"Why the beginning of spring?"

"The Beginning of Spring is the beginning of a year, full of vitality and recovery of all things, it is a good time to start a journey."

"Can't understand."

"Come down quickly."

"Bring me the ladder."

"You can obviously jump off."

"It will be considered a monster."

"..."

Song You went to bring her a ladder and shoes for her.

Empress Sanhua felt very awkward when she put on her shoes, and she looked around the room, feeling a little bit reluctant.

Half a year is a long time for cats.

It's all about her here.

"Then what are we doing these days?"

"The owner should be invited to inspect the house."

"What is a home inspection?"

"It's someone else's house, and it was rented to us to live in, so when we return it to them, we have to ask them to come and see if they have damaged the house."

"How about the room inspection?"

"Going to say goodbye to Mr. Storyteller."

"anything else?"

"New Year."

"Mistress Sanhua knows about Chinese New Year."

"Mistress Sanhua has great wisdom."

"Yes."

"This time I set off, I am getting farther and farther away from home."

"I don't know what home is."

Song You turned his head to look at her, and was silent for a moment. Seeing that her eyes were pure and clear, he remained silent for another moment, not knowing what to say.

The fourth day is the beginning of spring.

The courtyard of the fifth day of junior high school has just been rented for six months.

Song You thought about it, and there was no reason to invite someone to inspect the house on the first day of the new year. According to the customs of Yizhou, on the second day of the new year, he would go to the grave and pay New Year's greetings to the deceased old man. There may not be free time on the fifth and sixth day of the new year. In this way, the next year is really not as convenient as the year before.

Just go and ask the owner to come over today.

About an hour later, the owner arrived.

The owner of the house is a man in his thirties, dressed as a scholar, with a surname of Tang and a Chinese character of Xincheng.

I have heard that the person who rents here is a high-ranking person, and this is the only tenant who has lived in the yard in recent years. He even came to ask Song You for a talisman, so he respects him very much at this time.

Boldly check a little, the small courtyard is not damaged.

"Sir, everything is in order."

"Then I will leave on the fifth day."

"Tang has something else to ask Mr...."

"Please say."

"In this yard before..." Tang Zhong looked left and right. Although he didn't feel uncomfortable, he was still a little timid, and his words were coy, "some of this yard...was not very clean. Mr. Dao is profound, I don’t know if Mr....have you eliminated it?"

Song You glanced at him and only said:

"That's just a wisp of remnant soul obsession, if you don't feel ashamed in your heart, don't be afraid of it."

Song You could tell at a glance that the woman's ghost had never harmed anyone, nor did she have the ability to do so, but he was just a passer-by, living here temporarily, too lazy to bother, so he didn't care about her story anymore.

It was after living here for a long time, at the end of last month, or at the beginning of this month, that Luo Butou mentioned it to him by chance.

This woman was originally a brothel singer, and later married the eldest son of the Tang family. Her husband is the elder brother of the Tang official in front of her. However, after the war in the north, Tang's eldest son joined the army with a well-known general. He wanted to make contributions to protect his family and defend the country, but he lost contact within a few years. .

This story once touched many people in Yidu.

This yard belongs to Tang's eldest son and her.

Now there is no news of the hostess, and the hostess is dead. As their only remaining relatives, Tang Zhong should take the yard into his hands as a matter of course. However, the woman's obsession is too deep, and the ghost lingers for a long time. No one dares to live in this yard, nor can it be rented or sold. Tang Zhong is also helpless.

When Song You first heard about it, he was also touched in his heart.

Not only felt the rare love that really existed in the feudal era, the obsession that transcended life and death, but also thought deeply that this story was different from what he originally thought.

This woman's remnant soul is hidden very deep, it is difficult to find it, it can indeed trouble many folk gentlemen who eat this food, but Yizhou is so big, it is not that there are no capable people, and she just stayed here for several days Year. Song You originally thought that there must be hidden secrets in it, just like the stories in novels, either the woman's identity was unusual before she was alive, or something else was involved, twists and turns, but she never thought that the woman's remnant soul was obsessed with it. The reason that has not been solved for several years here is only the widespread sympathy and affection for her from the surrounding society.

I'm used to thinking about complicated things, and I couldn't even believe it for a while, but it was just people's simple and pure kindness.

So Song You came to a sudden, so Song You said it was wonderful, and then clearly realized again that this is a real world, even though this era is backward and ignorant, it is also warm and colorful.

Although there are differences between ancient and modern times, people's hearts are interlinked.

In terms of understanding of the female ghost, Song You is not as good as the neighbors in the neighborhood, and in terms of the influence caused by the existence of the female ghost, Song You is not as good as the neighbors in the neighborhood. Since the neighbors are tolerant and tolerant, Luo Datou lives in this yard Diagonally opposite the door, with his personality and responsibilities, he chose to turn a blind eye and close one eye. How could Song You get rid of him.

Tang Zhong was extremely disappointed, but he still didn't give up.

"Sir, is there a way to remove it?"

Song You didn't answer, just looked at him and shook his head.

"well……"

Tang Zhong sighed, and waved his hands again and again: "Forget it, I have tried my best in the past few years, and I admit it, so let her stay here, sir, and I will leave now."

"I wish you a happy new year."

"I also wish you a happy new year, sir."

The wooden door creaked open and closed again.

Song You sat in the courtyard for a while, and when it was getting late and it was time to start cooking, he returned to the house.

Stepping on the bench, he untied a piece of bacon and a piece of sausage from the beam, and took another piece of dried fish, boiled hot water and washed it carefully. The bacon is still smoked, and the black ash on the surface needs to be scraped off with a knife. When the sound of once, once, once sounds, it seems to be the time of the Chinese New Year.

"Taoist, why don't you eat grass today?"

"New Year."

"right."

Mistress Sanhua turned back into a cat at some point, and when Song You washed the vegetables and fetched water, she ran after her, not knowing why. After Song You lit the oil lamp, the shadow swayed while she was busy, and she chased Song You's shadow on the ground again, jumping back and forth, enjoying herself very much.

"Mistress Sanhua, help me light the fire."

"Well?"

"Go find clothes, transform into a human form, and help me light the fire."

"Why?"

"We should cook New Year's Eve dinner together."

"right."

The kitten ran out immediately.

The smoke from the kitchen was curling up, the lights of thousands of houses were lit, and every door and every household in the city was lit with lanterns, and there was the sound of blowing and beating outside.

There is also a fragrance gradually coming out of the yard.

After the sausage was cooked, Song You patiently sliced ​​it into thin slices. From the corner of his eye, he saw the girl stretching her neck and staring at the girl who was burning in front of the stove. She moved her hands and felt touched in her heart. So she smiled and cut the sausage into nothing but When the small part behind the buttocks was cut down, I stopped cutting it and handed it to her.

Empress Sanhua sniffed closer, then raised her head to stare at him.

"For me?"

"yes."

"We haven't eaten yet."

"Children can eat first."

"oh."

Song You couldn't help showing the color of memory.

"Miss Sanhua, do you know? When I was young, every New Year, when the adults were busy cutting vegetables, I always liked to surround me. When the adults were cutting and cutting, there would always be a piece left and handed to us. I always feel that the taste is better than the one on the table at noon the next day."

"No..."

Song You didn't seem to expect her answer, but was stuck in the memory. Now that I think about it, that time was really happy and happy.

Pass it on to Empress Sanhua today.

Soon—

On the table was a bowl of sausage, a bowl of bacon fried with garlic sprouts, a bowl of cured fish, and half a pot of soup from the pork knuckles I bought this morning. Two people, one big and one small, sat opposite each other across the lamp. The light from the oil lamp could only illuminate a narrow area, reflecting circles of patterns on the rough pottery bowl.

No one spoke, just ate in silence.

Song You didn't feel deserted. After all these years in the Taoist temple, it was just him, the master and the old starling, and he was used to it.

Not long after, fireworks began to be set off outside.

I don't feel like I've been in this world for another year.

Thanks to the boss of "Xu Qiu'an", the eternal god of girls with abdominal muscles, bowing and showing their breasts!