"You promised yourself in front of the elders, and you will treat me well in the future. In our holy witch clan, if the guardian's words don't count, you will be unlucky for the rest of your life." Qian Yi seriously discussed the issue of belonging with Roar Lian. , The eyes flicker cunningly.
Xue Qinglian hurried away, "Hahaha! I'm laughing so hard, I will be bad luck in my life? Oh, I'm so scared, I'm so scared! Little sparrow, you can do it, your fucking is a fraud, you know what a fraud ?!"
If he knew that if he agreed to her proposal in order to save trouble for a while, he would provoke himself such a brown candy, he would rather be overworked than he would be lazy!
On the side, Liu Yusheng didn't mix up, and secretly turned into the cabin, and laughed silently with Qian Wanjin holding their stomachs.
Xue Qinglian met his opponent.
The journey back to Nanling was extremely lively because of the extra Qianyi.
Every day there are flying dogs on the passenger ship.
The lazy Xue Qinglian couldn't be lazy. She cheered up every day to fight against the little sparrow, hoping to throw this piece of brown candy back to Xiliang before setting foot on the land of Nanling.
Qianyi didn't seem to feel his resistance at all. Every day, she changed the tricks and took out the venom he had taken from the body of various poisonous insects and snakes.
Designed to tell a lotus that she is very useful.
Doesn't he like to study poison? She can provide him with materials at any time.
She will be an indispensable helper in his research process.
When the two were fighting, Liu Yusheng and Qian Wanjin were the most interested and watched with gusto.
With these two, it is not lonely at all for a voyage of more than a month.
Only Feng Qingbai occasionally flashed the thought of killing these two goods in his mind.
He likes Jing, and he hates someone vying with him for women's attention.
On the little black book, Xue Qinglian wrote down countless pens.
The early morning in Xinghua Village is as peaceful and peaceful as ever.
The sound of washing, pouring water, people who wake up in the morning laughing and talking, accompanied by the smell of cooking smoke from the stove, intertwined the years of quietness.
Walking on the village road, listening to these sounds and smelling those smells, people's hearts will become very quiet without knowing it, as if at this moment, the hustle and bustle of the soul is washed away.
In the Liu family compound, the early old lady opened the gate of the compound for the first time, and then began to wash. After that, she poured the water from the washbasin into the corner and went back to the stove to work.
After the villagers got up, they would open the gate of the yard. This is the folk customs.
People from the village are always welcome to come over and chat. Here, there is no unpreparedness between people and people, let alone the indifference of everyone in big cities and towns. Every family here forms a village, which is a big family. It's one's own.
Working out breakfast with the two daughters-in-law, the old woman yelled at the rest of the family to get up.
It is now mid-September, and more than half a month will be the harvest season for the rice fields. The more the crops are at this time, the more delicate the crops will be served. After the meal is finished, the family lords will go to the fields to see the water.
The first person who got up was Liu Daliu Er, who lived in the main house. When the door was opened, the compound was opened, followed by Jiu Lao and Wei Lan Weihong and his wife. Finally, Liu Zhiqiu yawned, resting his head on the shoulders of his wife Liu Muqiu, and closed. She took her eyes and moved them out one step at a time.
Dujuan wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes, and twisted his ears in two steps, "You are too lazy to be so lazy. Seeing the sky bully Mu Qiu's soft temper, she can still walk if you put her on her body?"
"Mother, Brother Zhiqiu is not serious, please be gentle, be gentle!" Liu Muqiu's distressed plea, one step faster than Liu Zhiqiu's painful voice.
Watching Liu Zhiqiu's ears were twisted almost half a circle, as if they were twisted on her body.
"Mother, ah, ah, it hurts me! You let go, I was wrong, and my mistake is not enough. Next time I go by myself, my ears are going to fall out!" Liu Zhiqiu grinned, his face squeezed into bitter melon, his mouth The ghost roared, but he didn't remove the woman's hand.
He is so strong that he really wants to dial, and he has to hurt his old mother's hand.
When the time comes, it will be more than just twisting the ears. As long as the family can handle weapons that can be handled, they will all be greeted on him.
The ladies in the family are all treasures, this is a family rule, you have to be spoiled for death!
Du Juan let go with a snort, and saw that the bullshit's ears were red, and finally he was willing to go around him, "Hurry up and rinse, Mu Qiu also rinses his mouth and washes his face, and eat breakfast. Don't hurry, I'll grab it later."
"Damn!" Liu Zhiqiu flew away quickly with the last trace of confusion, pulling his wife and rushing into the kitchen room.
The few foodies inside did not wait for them. Grandma's best fried spring rolls were half of the big plate.
"Save some, there are still two left!"
"Also, what's the hurry? You and Mu Qiu are just two, leave one for each of you to serve the porridge." Jiu Lao quickly put a few fried spring rolls into the bowl again, his expression was very serious as an elder.
"Honorable, old wine you are broken again!"
"What is it? It's broken again, old man, I've always been so bad. Don't hurry, I won't leave you either in the end."
Liu Zhiqiu worshipped, eating first without a word, took a bite of a fried spring roll, put it back on the plate, and then slowly went to serve the porridge.
"Eat, eat, I've tasted it, grandma's craftsmanship is still as good as ever, not regressing. As a junior, you should be polite, you just eat." There is saliva, as long as you can eat, I must be generous.
The old man and Liu Daliu's face turned black all at once, and the chopsticks in his hand were about to move.
Liu Muqiu walked over, picked up the fried spring rolls that had been gnawed, and smiled happily, "Master, uncle, father, old wine, Aunt Lan Hong, brother Zhiqiu is naughty, next time I tell him, don’t be angry. , Otherwise I will teach him a lesson after breakfast."
"..." After the elders were angry, they were angry and funny.
It's just that Mu Qiu girl is so used to the bastard, it's not that she begged, the bastard's butt has more flowers.
Noisy and noisy, the kitchen table is very lively.
As soon as the meal was finished, the voice of passing villagers yelled at the door, "Dalin, Erlin, look at the water! Come out!"
"How can I go late so early every day? I just finished my breakfast here, did you step on the dots?" Liu Er scolded in the courtyard and took the farm tools and walked out with Dalin.
"Early or early? Yesterday, I made an appointment with the gangsters in Xiapo Village to help them set up the fish pond after watching the water. Later, I will walk to the Qinghe side. I guess they are already waiting." A group of people outside said Talking and laughing, Zhu waited for the two to come out at the gate of the compound.
Amidst the laughter, the sound of horseshoes was vaguely heard, from far to near.
"Oh, hey, who is here so early? It's not Zhixia, right?" The big guy immediately looked in the direction of the hoof.
As long as there is a carriage in the village, it must come to the Liu family compound, so everyone guesses it from Zhixia.
Those who came to the Liu's compound, and those with carriages, except for the daughters and the owners of Qian Shao, the most frequent ones were Zhixia.
Back at this time, the possibility of knowing Xia is even greater.