The three sisters shook their heads.

“Dad, how are you?”Zhu Zhaoyi and Zhu Huaqi asked.

“Dad is okay!”Zhu Erlang said, looking at Zhu Mingguang, “Light, you?”

“Uncle, not me!”Zhu Mingguang shook his head and pointed to Wu Binghua, who was standing on the side with a folding fan, "Uncle, this brother Wu, is my friend in the window, just his followers have taken away the rascals!"

Wu Binghua stepped forward and held a fist to Zhu Erlang, “Uncle Zhu!”

“Thank you, Mr. Wu!”Judith also learned to hold the fist.

But half way out, some ugly.

"Uncle Zhu does not have to be polite, just raise his hand, Uncle Zhu is not injured?"What about the three sisters?Is it hurt?”Wu Binghua said, looking at the three sisters.

Zhu Zhaoyi and Zhu Huahua shook their heads.

Zhu Xiao looked at it with a little thought and understood.

Whoever goes out will bring dozens of followers, this is clearly ready to come.

Zhu Mingguang, the eldest son of the big room, Zhu Lao, the eldest grandson of Lu.

The original owner has no memory of this brother, now look closely, white and tender, the man is quite tall, that is, the brain is not very good, the heart is a little black.

Help an outsider figure out his uncle.

No, it should be counted on the three sisters.

Look at the eyes of Wu, a color, is not a good thing...

I also shake my head slightly.

His eyes were straight at Wu Binghua.

Wu Binghua looked at the heart, the three sisters, Zhu Xiao is the best, now Zhu Xiao looked at, he felt that the whole person was grinning.

“It’s okay, it’s okay!”Wu Binghua said, the voice was a little trembling.

Zhu Erlang did not think so much, said to Zhu Mingguang, "Mingguang, when are you going home?"

"Tomorrow there is a class, tomorrow evening, Brother Wu will also go to the house for one night, uncle, you go back to talk to my mother, let him clean up my house?"Zhu Mingguang said sincerely and understood.

Nor is it too much to ask for.

Zhu Erlang did not refuse, "Your mother is not at home, go to your grandmother's house, but I will say to you, let her help you clean up!" 」

“Thank you, uncle!”

Because Wu Binghua is Zhu Mingguang's friend, this matter mouth to thank for the passing, Zhu Erlang and Zhu Mingguang farewell, with Zhu Xiao, Zhu Huaer, Zhu Zhaojiao towards the town door.

Zhu Xiao took a few steps, looked back at Wu Binghua, and smiled at him.

“Sucking!”

Wu Binghua stood up straight, his eyes wide, and his face was happy with Zhu Xiao waved his hand.

Zhu Xiao smiled again, his eyebrows bent.

Then turn around, laugh for an instant, and his eyes are cold.

Stupid!

Wu Binghua shook the fan, “Do you see it?”Just your cousin smiled at me, ridiculously good, those eyes, the water spirit, is the most beautiful I have ever seen, it seems to talk like, hooked my heart itching!"

“Brother Wu, you...”

“I decided, that’s it, what’s the name?”

“Small!”Zhu Mingguang hurried out loud.

"Yes, that's small, looks good, the most important thing is the style, I like it!"Wu Binghua said, laughing particularly evil.

It was as if Zhu Xiao was already in his pocket.

Zhu Mingguang wanted to remind Wu Binghua that Zhu Xiao was afraid of taking a thorn and a tiger.

I can think of Wu Binghua's sister, and I don't say anything.

"Brother Wu is good-looking, my cousin not only looks good, that skin, after taking off her clothes, is more tender and peeled eggs, and tender and white!"

“...” Wu Binghua rolled his eyes, “Have you ever seen it?”

“In the early years, she was beaten by my milk, accidentally tore the clothes and exposed half a shoulder...” Zhu Mingguang now remembered, and there was an indescribable idea.

Many times, the night will remember the snow white.

Wu Binghua listened to a smile, thought of what was annoy, picked up a fan and hit Zhu Mingguang on the shoulder, "Don't think about it later, it's the girl I saw!"

Now it is still small, if you get into the house, it is good to be born for several years, raise a tender skin, touch it, kiss it up...

“Sucking!”

Wu Binghua did not dare to think again, and there was a feeling somewhere in his body.

Take a hug on Zhu Mingguang's shoulder, "Go, take you to long-term insight!"

“Where to go?”Zhu Mingguang asked.

“When you go, you know!”

Wu Binghua smiled and took Zhu Mingguang in the direction of the Hundred Flowers Building...

At the same time

Taste of fresh backyard cabin

He put down his pen and said, “Do you remember what I said?”

"Remember, I immediately ordered people to buy rattan pears, soaked with the best daughter red, soaked until the New Year, and then opened!"

“Where is the tiger?”

"It has been shipped to Beijing, now it is well-received, and then sent to the New Year!"

He said, “Lan Yi!”

“In there!”Lan Yi responded respectfully.

He rarely called his name, and once he called his name, he really had something to say, and he could not slack off.

"You send a letter to the breeze, let him come to Feihe Town, take his rare grass, don't take those messy people!"

He smiled, “Are you afraid of hearing?”

“Lan Yi...” The sun was in a loud voice, and there was anger in the voice.

“Yes, I won’t say it anymore!”Lan Yi hastened to forgive.

Smell the engong to the yoke of Yang Yang for many years, the betrothed god has a dream, the king has no intention.

If there is no relief to the feather before the death of the orphan, what is the smell?

He did not speak, and took a soft sip of tea.

The soup doesn’t taste like anything.

The unbelieving man took another sip, and there was no taste.

He gently put down his cup of tea and said, “Is the meal ready?”

"Well, go, let's have a few drinks, I tell you, Stone asked me many times, you also need someone to serve, so take him to the mountain, there is nothing to see a door, drive a carriage!"

He looked at him, and his eyes were wide open.

When he was poisoned, he died to save him, and at the end of his life, he begged him to say that she had only one sister and asked him to take care of one or two.

Smell dead, he lost his taste.

The master said that he was very angry, to live in the deep mountains and old forest until the age of twenty-five years old, if you meet a person, you can think of it, long life 100 years, if you can't meet, it is the early life, you can not live 30 years.

He believed and came to the mountains.

Who is the one who has the fate?He did not know, but eating a tasteless meal every day, so that his whole person would collapse.

To this day, only the food cooked by Zhu Xiao can taste.

Sit down on the stool, look at a table of dishes, and take a chopstick and clip it into your mouth, and it is faint and tasteless.

“How, is it delicious?”

“Hmm!”

One question seriously, one answer.

He ate two chopsticks and put it down and stopped moving the chopsticks, "Let the stone go to the mountain, there will always be a errand running, and Lai Li, let him go to the mountain to serve!"

Lan Yi said with great joy, “Good!”

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