Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 637: Magpie Bridge Club

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In their eyes, the pair of young people who boarded the carriage looked like biren.

"You are young, so good." The old woman sighed as she patted the ashes on her clothes.

"It's better to be young. When we are old, it's not bad." The old man refused to accept the old. "Isn't this the Chinese Valentine's Day? If you are envious, I will also take you to the street!"

"I'm not going," glared at the old man, and Old Lady Liu had her eyebrows dyed and smiled, "old arms and legs can't stand the touch in the street. You can't accept the old."

"Where is it old? It's not old at all, our hair isn't white yet..."

You and I entered the kitchen room one sentence at a time, the two old couples, Liu Daliu and his wife, suffocated a smile, did not follow up to bother them.

The old man in their family is old-fashioned and has a good mentality.

There was no one in the house, so the old man went crazy.

Without paying attention, he sneaked into the inner courtyard and sneaked into Liu Yusheng's room to rummage around, "Where is the wine, where is the wine, where is the hiding... Ouch! Don't you even guard against the little old man when you go out? A sip of wine!"

On the roof, Wei Lan squatted with a few wine jars, allowing the little old man below to retreat and retreat, before jumping down and putting the wine back in place.

"Do you follow the same things that your master has done? You can't be beautiful, you want to steal wine, hum!"

It took more than half an hour from the carriage to the county seat.

Before entering the city, you can see bullock carts shuttle on the road, and there are people coming and going all the way to the city.

There will be people singing and dancing on the Qixi Magpie Bridge in the county seat, some people will walk on stilts, and there will be green-picking competitions.

This competition is for the lovers of Qixi Festival. Who can pick the colored balls hanging on the top of the elevated frame first in the competition, in order to win, award a set of hundred years of good match.

This has been the case over the years. Although there is nothing new, the young people only show an atmosphere and meaning, so they never get tired of it.

There are many contestants every year.

"Hey, Feng Qingbai, you won't be on the court later, and there is no way for others to survive." Qian Wanjin said hello in advance, eagerly gearing up.

It's so easy for their little stone to be like a woman, so he has to win the glory in front of her, grab colored balls to prove his strength!

Feng Qingbai raised his eyes, looked at him up and down, and shook his head, "You are not as good as Shi Xianrou in the competition, she is worse than you."

"I'll go to your uncle! I can do it too!" Xiao Shitou was wearing a big skirt today, and he won't let her play when he is killed!

If she flies on the elevated, it's not over!

"I will wait for you today." Shi Xianrou smiled and blinked at the man.

Qian Wanjin immediately became ambitious, "Wait, look at me!"

Liu Yusheng turned around with the wind and Qingbai, not because they were not optimistic about Qian Wanjin, they just used the idea of fishing for three days and two days of net learning when they were young. Later, they will really let him play, I'm afraid he can't bear the delicate skin and tender flesh.

"Do you want it?" Feng Qingbo lowered his head, pressed the golden girl's ear, and asked lightly.

Looking at Qian Wanjin who was going to blow his hair next to him, Liu Yusheng smiled and shook his head, "No, let's just watch the excitement."

She doesn't lack that set of prominence, and moreover, everyone can't play with the atmosphere, the atmosphere is good, and everything is good.

The horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the Wanjin Restaurant. The street was already crowded with people. On the open space on the main street near the vegetable market, the elevated racks were also set up, but the game has not yet started. The contestants are surrounded by people with solemn faces waiting. Play.

The private room on the third floor of Wanjin Restaurant just happened to be able to have a panoramic view of the border conditions.

The group of people didn't go down to squeeze, and stayed in the private room for the time being, and it was not too late to go down and join in the fun after the game started.

Walking to the window, leaning on the railing with both hands, watching the crowd below, watching the various expressions and gestures of the young men and women, Liu Yusheng smiled.

Behind her, the familiar breath approached, and she didn't turn her head back, "Feng Qingbai, you said that if we are below, would the expressions and gestures be the same as them?"

A look between the little lovers can be sweet, and when looking at each other, the eyes will flash brightly. The atmosphere between the two is connected, like glue.

"In this case, you should ask Qian Wanjin and them." Feng Qingbai chuckled lightly.

He didn't know what his eyes were when he looked at her, but Qian Wanjin often made noises in his ears to make him restrain, which was too tiring.

"You two, you have to hug a piece when watching the excitement, stay away from us and get bored!"

Just thinking about it, a certain Jin yelled from behind.

Liu Yusheng turned his head and raised his chin, "No."

"..." Qian Wanjin was blocked and speechless.

Fu Nun's school broke down.

Feng Qingbai didn't even pay attention to other people's protests. Just now, he was just approaching, and now he simply held the girl in his arms with his chin close to her, and watched the crowd below.

Talking and laughing in the private room, the atmosphere is lively.

Without knowing that in the crowd below, a pair of eyes shrank suddenly when they saw the person embracing at the window.

Then he pushed aside the crowd and approached in the direction of Wanjin Restaurant.

Dang—the sound of a brass gong suddenly calmed down the noisy crowd in front of the elevated.

"It's going to start!" Liu Yusheng said immediately.

"What's the hurry? The county magistrate will come on stage and talk a long list of nonsense later. When he finishes speaking, it will take at least a quarter of an hour. Let's have a cup of tea first." Qian Wanjin was very calm.

In recent years, he has been running to the county seat, and he has a clear understanding of the rules of the Qixi Qingqing game.

After a few people drank tea, and walked out of the restaurant slowly, Kang Shiming just finished speaking and retelled the rules of the game, ready to announce the start of the game.

The crowd was crowded, and Feng Qingbai embraced Liu Yusheng in his arms, isolating the crowd from pushing and causing a collision.

Later, Qian Wanjin and Liu Zhiqiu also played the role of escort, trying their best to protect the women beside them so as not to be knocked by others.

"Li, Li, Li Junyue! You're not dead!" Suddenly a sharp, piercing voice sounded from the side.

When a few people turned their heads, they saw Kang Ziyu's eyes widened, looking at the woman who was guarded by Liu Zhiqiu in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock and fear.

Liu Muqiu's face changed, and then he recovered calm, looking at each other lightly.

Liu Yusheng also stopped and turned to look at the person who suddenly appeared in front of them.

But I haven't seen it for more than two months, and the person in front of me is very different from what I saw in the county government during the disaster relief.

At that time, it was still bright and beautiful, but now, the whole person has no luster at all, holding the woman in a bun, her complexion is dull and her eyes are dull, and she feels a few years older than her actual age.

In fact, Kang Ziyu is only one year older.

I'm afraid it's the gossip that the old men in the village are talking about.

I haven't been tortured before, and I won't be like this in a short time.

"Madam admitted the wrong person. This is our daughter of the Liu family, Liu Muqiu." After saying to Kang Ziyu, Liu Yusheng greeted Liu Zhiqiu, "Second brother, hurry up and keep up. The game will start immediately. lose."

The group ignored Kang Ziyu again, and they were not familiar with it.

Liu Muqiu didn't even talk to the other party, and suddenly saw that, although he could maintain his composure on the face, in fact his mood was extremely complicated.

She became Liu Muqiu, and Kang Ziyu seemed to be no longer that Kang Ziyu.

Each other has changed.

"Li, Li Junyue, you are Li Junyue! You are not dead, you stand for me!"