Chapter 693

Name:Why we meet so late Author:芳苓
This rush, I also feel tired, arm waving non-stop, people also feel tired, plus I also drink wine. I don't drink less than Lawson.

I'm drunk, too.

I put my head between lowerson's elbows, closed my eyes, and unconsciously fell asleep.

It's really easy to fall asleep when you drink too much.

In the past, I would get drunk, that is, I would have a confused sleep, and I would not dream until dawn.

But today, in this deep sleep, I had a deep dream. It's incredible. It's incredible. I dreamt that I was back in ancient times. I live on the edge of the Yangtze River, my identity is an ordinary farmer fishing girl.

I was wearing a long blue cloth skirt with a jingchai hairpin on my head. I was guarding several thatched cottages of my family, drying the dried fish while waiting for my husband to go fishing home. There were a lot of dried fish, and I couldn't finish the drying for a while and a half, so I stopped working, washed my hands, and went to the hut to cook.

Although the days are hard and sunny by the river, in order to reward my hard-working husband, I try to cook rich meals every day. In fact, there are no delicious ingredients, only millet in the rice bowl; At home, only dried fish and shrimp, a little fern, a little seaweed, a little pumpkin.

The villagers all say that I am a woman who can live. The dried fish is red and fragrant, the bracken soup is delicious, and the pumpkin is fragrant. So, when my husband comes back, he smiles at me, washes his face, washes his hands, sits down, drinks my pumpkin wine, takes chopsticks, eats millet, drinks soup, and picks fish slowly. It's also an ordinary and happy day.

The fly in the ointment is that I have no children. But I'm still young. There will always be children.

Day by day, I almost forget where I come from and where my hometown is. It's like waking up, I was born here. As a matter of fact, when I was washed by the river, all the way to the shore, and then opened my eyes after I passed out in a coma, the first thing I saw was my husband. Of course, he wasn't my husband at the time. But when he gently and clumsily brought me clothes for washing, handed me hot rice porridge, white steamed bread and yellow boiled eggs, I was moved and shed tears.

No one's ever been so nice to me, No.

I spent a month in his house and he asked me where my hometown was? If it's convenient, he'll take me back.

At that time, I just shook my head. I said I have no home, I am an orphan girl, wandering around. The fisherman didn't know whether it was true or not, but he sympathized with me even more. When he was fishing in the river, I washed his clothes and cooked for him.

Over time, gradually, I miss him. I'm worried about the danger he will encounter if there are too many waves on the river. I told him frankly about this worry.

"It's OK, Qingqing. I'll be fine. I've been fishing since I was five. "

He called me Qingqing. Actually, Qingqing is not my name. It's just... When he first saw my blue dress, and I hesitated to tell him my real name, he gave me a name.

"Well, your name is Qingqing."

"Good. I like to call it Qingqing. "

The fisherman told me not to worry about him. No one in the village can beat him in fishing. He said clumsily, but with a sincere confidence. Think about it. The fisherman is a very handsome man. The sun and rain, his original white skin tan strong. His tall figure is like an iron tower, and his gentle words are like the breeze blowing from the river. He works fast, and ten big and small guys can't beat him.

I asked his name. He said he didn't have a name.

I was surprised“ Then why do you name me? "

"I'm also an orphan. I haven't seen my parents since I was born. The villagers nearby raised me."

i see.

He blushed and said that since he and I knew each other, I also lived in his family. Anyway, the relationship between me and him was different from others“ You might as well give me a name. I think it must be nice of you to take it. "

I just giggle. How can I name it?

However, since he called me Qingqing, I'll call him Xiaotie. His tall body swayed in front of me, like an iron tower. I explained the name to him.

Fishermen are very happy“ Good. I like to call it Xiaotie. Xiaotie, Xiaotie, how nice it sounds. "

The fisherman's eyes glowed with the flicker of the candle. No, it's little iron's eyes shining. For the first time, I felt that he was full of childishness.