The story of poetry sounds ups and downs, but it really has nothing to do with us, because we can't get involved. Zhuge's family does owe other people's foxes, and the debt is justified. Just like the fat man said, who let your ancestors "accumulate virtue"?
The only thing I'm curious about is what kind of male fox is this? And what does Hei Rumo want? The Millennium Ganoderma has been eaten by the emperor, what can she do? Killed that male fox? Damn, isn't this just right? Shiyan does not need to marry!
No, no, you can't think like this. It's too unconscionable. It's like borrowing money from someone and then cursing the borrower every day for being hit by a car and not having to pay back the money.
As soon as it came, it was safe. Everything was clear on the day of the incident. It was not early, and the fat man and I packed up the jade bracelet and gold and fell asleep.
Don't tell me, I'm looking forward to September 1st. I want to see what this spirit fox looks like. It can be so fascinating that the princess commits suicide. Isn't it an exaggeration
When I woke up the next day, it was already ten o'clock. The sun was shining on my body through the window. I rubbed my eyes and found that there was a noise in Shiyan's room. I went in and saw Shiyan packing up.
"Where are you going?" I said with a yawn.
"Marriage escape!" The poetry said straightforwardly, and then he carried his luggage with the big head ghost and Xuanyuanjian and was about to leave.
I was a little anxious, and immediately followed her to persuade me: "You can't solve the problem if you avoid it. Why don't we wait for the fox to come out, let's communicate with him?"
"Communicating a fart, you are a beast when you become a finer, want to marry an old woman, want to be beautiful, who loves to marry who will marry." He opened the door with a squeak, and when he was about to flee, suddenly the whole person was frozen, and I was a little bit Strangely, he turned his body and saw that there was someone standing in the doorway with a black mouth and a black face.
It is Zhuge Yin, the father of poetry!
"Where are you going?" Zhuge Yin glanced at Shiyan's backpack, then his face was serious.
Shiyan shrank her body, then swallowed: "Dad, I... I..."
"What are you? This is your destiny. You will be an adult tomorrow. You must know your responsibilities. For the Zhuge family, you must marry if you don’t marry. Our Zhuge family has counted thousands of lives and divination countless hexagrams. Even if you are wronged by an adulterer, you must pay the debts you owed. In this way, Zhuge's ancestors can truly rest in peace with the knowledge of the spring, do you understand?" Zhuge Yin said solemnly.
Although Shiyan was a little afraid of Zhugeyin, she was not interested in his preaching at all, and even a little impatient and disgusted. She muttered: "What does the debts owed by our ancestors have to do with me? Why should I pay them back?"
"You... unfilial daughter, how can you talk about your ancestors like this! You are from Zhuge's family, and you have to pay it back!" Zhuge was not angry, and raised his hand to fan Shiyan's face.
At this time, I hurriedly grabbed the wrist held in mid-air to prevent Zhuge from impulsively: "Senior Zhuge, the poem is still young, so I need to teach it slowly, why bother?"
Zhuge Yin was stunned for a moment. He looked at me and frowned and said, "Good boy, I went to Shu Mountain, and my strength has grown so fast."
This Zhuge Yin is not simple, my hand grabbed his hand a little, and didn't even use much force. He actually knew that my strength had improved a lot, no wonder he had a good position in Yin Xing.
Zhuge snorted and shook my hand away, then pointed to the poem and said: "You must either go home or stay here with me, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. If I find out that you have the idea of escaping marriage, I'll break your leg. "Let's read the book
"Huh, stinky old man!" Shiyan cursed angrily, then turned his head back to the room, with a bang, the door was closed, just like the earthquake, there was another puff, and the fat man was taken aback. The sofa fell off.
"Oh, I don't sleep on the sofa anymore. After falling N times, my old waist has to be broken." The fat man complained.
Seeing Shiyan returning angrily, Zhuge Yin sighed, "Is my tone a little heavier?"
I smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, the poetry is strange and strange, and my nature is a little bit stubborn. If you don't be serious about her, you can't hold her down.
Zhuge Yin's expression seemed to be a little regretful. I comforted him or sighed, as before, I regretted it after cursing poetry. At first glance, he looked like a stern father who was not good at words.
"By the way, did that fox send the bride price?" Zhuge Yin asked.
I nodded, and then told Zhugeyin about what happened last night. Zhuge spread out his palms and said, "Give me the bride price. I am Shiyan's father. This bride price should be accepted by me, so the marriage is settled."
"Do you really want Shiyan to marry a fox? Although it's a spirit fox, but..." I stopped talking.
Zhuge Yin shook his head: "No, but, this is the ancestor's motto. Even if there are 10,000 descendants of our Zhuge family, we have to follow suit."
Zhugeyin has said so, and I can't persuade me any more. After all, family affairs, every family has hard-to-read sutras.
"Fat man, take out last night's bride price!" I yelled.
The fat man listened reluctantly and took out the bracelet and gold from last night, and then reluctantly handed it to Zhuge Yin. After all, tens of millions, the fat man loves money to his bones, even if it’s not his own, even if we still have one. Billion, but he is still reluctant. His philosophy is that he has an illusion that as long as the money smells like him, it is his own. Therefore, his dying expression is vivid and vivid, and he still refuses to let go. , Zhuge Yin desperately pulled it from his hand.
"As soon as I received the betrothal gift, the matter was overwhelming. You tell Shiyan that I will keep staring at her today. Don't even think about escaping the marriage. She can't escape." Zhugeyin finished speaking and left.
The fat man sighed: "How much does this old man want to marry a girl? Is there such a forced marriage?"
I smiled bitterly, not forcing a marriage. With a poetic temperament, people disappeared when I didn't keep a close eye on them. That girl was not an ordinary person, she was very ghostly.
Forget it, let them make trouble with Zhuge's family. Today is the last day of summer vacation, and I have to hurry up and get things done.
I have two things that I need to deal with now. One is a silly thing. She has uremia. She didn’t have the money to perform surgery for her kidney transplant. Now she has money. This matter should not be too late. She also suffers from treatment every day. I have to do it sooner.
The idiot is the second uncle's favorite woman, and the second uncle casts a curse on my life for me, and I can't let the idiot suffer.
The second is the two night pearls brought back from the Women’s Village. Although they want to come back from Zhang Hu, the buyer Wang Sicong has already bought fifty sets of apartments and should not be able to pay another 100 million. I have to find another buyer. Hurry up and sell Ye Mingzhu.
These two beads may be treasures in the eyes of others, but they are of no use to me. At most, they are two beautiful beads that will shine. You can change it quickly if you can change it.
(End of this chapter)