The genius doctor Bian Que once said "six dead cures", one of which is "believe in witches but not doctors". If a patient believes in ghosts and witchcraft rather than medicine, no matter how hard the doctor tries, the efficacy of the medicine will never be satisfactory.
And Mrs. Li believed in witches and doctors to the extreme.
Yu Jinnian couldn't help wondering, what was in the white monk's hand that could make Mrs. Li trust him so wholeheartedly
Li wailed and shook off the matter of eating a baby's heart to beg for a child. Yang Cai's legs felt weak all of a sudden, but he still stood there tremblingly. How many people can believe it
The white monk's sleeve moved slightly, and a small black pill the size of a mung bean appeared between his fingers, as if it was given to Mrs. Li as a reward. Li seemed to think that it was much smaller than the ones he ate before, and his face showed She showed a begging expression, but she didn't dare to say anything more. When she went to pick it up, her hands were trembling with pain. If she didn't hold it, the little black bean fell to the ground and rolled to Yu Jinnian along the cracks between the cobblestones. feet.
He picked up the small pill and rubbed it vigorously with two fingers, a faint bitter and astringent smell came out.
Yu Jinnian's eyes shrank slightly, and finally remembered what it tasted like, but he also exclaimed because of it: "A Furong?"
Perhaps it was due to the rush of time, and there was no time for fine processing in the future, so it left some bitter taste of raw paste, which Yu Jinnian could smell. Otherwise, if it was cooked paste, the smell should be sweet and fragrant, just like... like what I smelled when I first arrived in Yixin's room It's just that he burned the Xinxin incense with all his heart to cover up the smell.
No wonder Mrs. Li can relieve pain after taking this real pill. Afurong is the raw material of opioid preparations. It contains morphine ingredients, which can calm and relieve pain. Doctor. And although this granule has the taste of lotus, but it is very light, it is not pure ointment, but also mixed with other things.
Because this one was crushed by Yu Jinnian, the monk in white took out another one and gave it to Mrs. Li.
Li Shi didn't dare to be careless anymore, took the pill with both hands, and stuffed it into his mouth in a hurry.
Later, Yang Cai picked up a stone on the ground, and raised his hand to beat and scold Mrs. Li: "You crazy woman! What do you have to do with me, don't pour this dirty water on me! See if I don't beat you to death. indivual-"
"Master, save me!" Mrs. Li has been suffocated by the ghost baby in her belly for too long, and now she is excited again, and it is the time when she speaks without thinking about the consequences. Seeing that Yang Cai is going to beat her, she is even more frightened, hugging her The legs and feet of the white-clothed monk hid behind him and shouted, "Yang Cai! I don't know about you and that bitch surnamed Zhao? Do you dare to let that child be born! I believe in your evil, so Give that ghost baby an excuse! Yang Jin, you are also a fool, you don’t even know that the child is not yours, you are all fools... "
"Nonsense shrew!" Yang Cai yelled angrily, rushed to grab Li Shi's hair and dragged her out from behind the white monk, raised his hand and slapped her several times.
At this time, Qing Huan, who was helping out in the kitchen, came to look for Brother Nian. Seeing the vicious scene of beating and cursing, she was so startled that she hid beside Ji Hong, muttering in a low voice, "What's wrong..."
Ji Hong said in a low voice: "Ask less and read less. There's nothing else going on here, so go back to the noodle shop first."
Qing Huan let out an "oh", and went home with doubts.
Mrs. Li, who had been slapped several times on the face, screamed, and suddenly turned her head to see a scarlet raccoon on the wall, and burst out laughing: "Everyone, don't feel bad, that raccoon spirit is here again, hahaha... It's coming again! Tiger poison doesn't eat its offspring, Yang Cai, you will disembowel your parents and offspring, this is retribution!"
Yu Jinnian also looked up, the tortoiseshell civet cat was very strong, and I don't know what it was fed to grow up, it was actually a circle bigger than his own Tinkerbell, and there was a small cloth hanging around its neck. Bao, it seems that it has just eaten raw meat, and the two tufts of hair on the sides of its mouth are stained bloody.
The flower civet cat jumped down with a small burden on its back and slid into the Langui courtyard. A small stick-shaped object leaked out of its cloth bag. A bold servant went up to pick it up and saw it. It was a thin leg bone, and it was thrown away in fright.
Mrs. Zhao's knees softened at this time, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she was supported by the little maid beside her, but her beauty turned pale—the color of the cloth bag was clearly the same as that of the unborn child who buried her back then. When the child was born, the cloth color was hand-picked! Yang Jin glared at his wife fiercely, thinking that he had cared more for her since the death of Zhao's son, but he didn't expect that she would have hooked up with that pervert Yang Cai!
A servant from behind murmured in a whisper: "It's not about the fourth master, why did he become the second master..."
Suddenly the golden bell rang, and all the people in the garden fell silent. The mage in white waved his tin stick and walked towards the Langui Courtyard, saying: "Since this is the case, it is better to ask the right and wrong."
Hearing that the mage wanted to identify the bones, Yang Jin was the first to follow closely. Mrs. Li endured the abdominal pain, and was also supported by her maidservant to go in. The remaining ones, Mrs. Zhao and Yang Cai, were shocked and paralyzed. fell to the ground, and the other cursed endlessly.
It was already winter, and it was only half past the unitary hour, and the sky was as thick as ink. Several candle lamps were lit in the Langui courtyard, and the branches swayed in the wind, making the empty courtyard that had been dusty for several years even more gloomy and windy. Just now the fat civet cat with tortoiseshell color was squatting on the altar, licking the orange honey yam paste that Yu Jinnian made, then bent its back and stretched, curled up on the altar to lick its fur.
The mage in white stretched out his hand and brushed the civet cat's back, and disassembled the small bundle. As soon as the contents of the cloth bag were seen in the sky, the two red candles on the altar flashed a strange white flame for a moment.
He took out a needle and said: "Please give two drops of blood to the two benefactors, so that this baby bone can be identified by yourself... Who is the biological father?"
Distinguish between relatives!
Yang Cai was as timid as a mouse, when he heard that he wanted to tell his relatives, he didn't even care about his pretentious prudence. Would he not know whether this baby was his offspring? The tricks are useless, how could Mrs. Zhao commit such crimes with half-pushing and half-pushing him, but how could he have imagined that his wife hadn't laid an egg for three years, and he and Mrs. Zhao only had a few dewy romances. Hit!
Zhao's ghost was obsessed, trying to exchange the civet cat for the prince, and gave birth to this evil son to fight for their third family's property. How could he, Yang Cai, make a wedding dress for someone else
As for Xiao Si... How did he know how Mrs. Zhao would pour dirty water on that hapless Xiao Si!
Mrs. Zhao was paralyzed on the ground, even if the servant girl came to help her, her legs were too weak to stand up.
Yang Cai kept retreating into the crowd. He was about to run away when he was snatched back by several servants and pressed in front of the altar. Yang Jin, who had already suppressed his anger, stepped forward and grabbed him. Pressing his hand on the table, he didn't use the thin needle in the white monk's hand, but took out a wide-edged knife from Fangjia Huyuan from his waist, and swiped it straight at Yang Cai's hand.
"Ah!" Yang Cai cried out in pain, watching the hot and humid blood flow from the palm of his hand to the bone of the orangutan, and seeped in again very quickly.
Seeing Yang Cai's blood melted into the baby's bones, Yang Jin's eyes were red, he was so angry that he almost chopped off Yang Cai's hand with a knife, and said angrily, "What else do you have to say!"
"Impossible, impossible!" Yang Cai kept shaking his head, and said in a panic, "I have already buried the baby's bones on the mountainside of Fengbo Temple, and I don't even remember where it was buried! What about this demon monk? Maybe he knows! He, he must have randomly taken a corpse to deceive you!"
He was still a guru before, but now he has become a demon monk.
When Mrs. Zhao heard that the bones had been touched by Yang Cai, there was a trace of horror in her eyes. Yang Cai moved the bones, then... who peeled off the baby skin? For a moment, she felt a chill go through her bones. Even though she was an unfaithful woman, she was afraid that the life experience of the child in her womb would be exposed, but it was a piece of meat in her stomach after all, and she had never peeled it. Cut out such a vicious thought!
The white-clothed monk was indifferent, put his palms together and recited "Amitabha" lightly, and said: "When the Japanese monk was about to sit in meditation under the tree, he found a wounded civet cat occupying the monk's futon. The cat's eyes were crying blood. , with a low whine, he did not eat or drink and meditated under the tree for a whole day and night. This monk saw that he had a predestined relationship with the Buddha, so he talked with him one or two nights."
"She said that she suffered unjust injustice at the foot of the mountain, and now she is lonely and dying soon, so she begged me to seek the truth for her and take care of her child. She cried blood and died, turning into green smoke." Bai Yi The monk pointed to the raccoon cat lying peacefully on the confession case, "Its son is this cat, and it was its mother's resentful spirit who guided it to find this baby bone..."
"Pfft..."
Just at the tense and serious place, there was an inappropriate sneer in the courtyard, and the white monk's white veiled cap moved, Yu Jinnian immediately covered his mouth, got into Ji Hong's arms, and buried his head in front of Ji Hong like an ostrich It looks like "it's not me, it has nothing to do with me".
Covering his long sleeves, Ji Hong moved the young man from the courtyard to an unnoticed corner, bowed his head and said, "Don't be naughty, be careful when you hit him."
Yu Jinnian made a grimace, and said softly: "I can't help it, the story of his cat mother crying blood and the cat looking for bones is really too..." He wanted to say it was absurd, so he looked up at Ji Hong with a serious face, so he asked He: "Do you believe it?"
"If you don't believe it, I won't believe it." Ji Hong said naturally.
It's so unprincipled.
Yu Jinnian smiled, pointed to the baby's bone and whispered to him: "This baby's corpse has been ossified, and the bones are loose and soft. Don't say it's Yang Cai's blood. It's just any cat, cat, or dog that you can find anywhere. Or get a bowl of orange juice, it can seep in. This kind of family identification method is at most a group of superstitious old Yang family. "
As he spoke, he couldn't help but think that maybe the white-clothed monk knew that this method was countless, so he came here to fraudulently confess! No, everyone in the courtyard was fooled, this conspiracy was confirmed by the foolish Erye Yang, but no one believed him.
At this time, Mr. Yang pointed at Mrs. Zhao's nose and yelled: "You slut! Hurry up and lock her up in the ancestral hall. I will invite the elders of the clan to come here some day and soak this adulterer and adulterer. Out of the pigpen!"
Several servants looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to go forward, until they were kicked twice by Yang Jin, and then they went up to hold down their wife.
"Yang Jin, what a good thing you think you are!" Mrs. Zhao was pressed to the ground, smashed the jar, and yelled, "After the child fell, who told me to bite the fourth child back! The fourth child, But once I took a nap in your room, you didn't even care about my reputation, forcing me to tell the master that the fourth master took me by force... What are you afraid of? Isn't it because you are afraid that if you lose your child, the fourth son will inherit the family business !"
Mrs. Zhao was scuffled and imprisoned in a corner by several servants, and turned her head to stare at the people in the yard, sneering: "You don't have any good things, you are all beasts! Aunt Lan deserves revenge!"
She looked at the civet cat on the confession case and shouted: "Fourth brother, look, the worst thing about this group of pigs and dogs is that they killed you and your mother! And that Yang Cai is the worst thing!"
Hearing that the civet cat on the table was Xiao Si, Yang Cai didn't care to cover his bleeding palm, kowtowed on the ground and said: "Xiao Si, it's not me or me, they all have a share! The one who slandered your mother for adultery The servant was found by Sanfang, I didn’t know! Also, and I wasn’t the one who made those ghostly noises back then, maybe it was all caused by that bastard Yang Jin—Xiao Si, you want to find him for revenge, Find him!"
The civet cat on the desk opened a pair of green eyes, and looked down at everyone in front of the desk.
Yang Jinjin blushed, and immediately kicked Yang Cai hard: "Fuck your mother, did you find that old man?!"
…
What a farce of biting each other.
Without Yang Jufu, the pillar that can intimidate all directions, this huge Yang Mansion is in disarray in an instant. Once the scandals committed by everyone are exposed, they will be like a group of wolves who have taken off their sheep's clothing. They can no longer pretend to be gentle. They all exposed the tricky nature of the Yang family. No matter how much the housekeeper is Master Yang's confidant, he is only a housekeeper after all, and he can manage the house without chaos. Once it becomes completely chaotic, his words will no longer be effective.
Yu Jinnian shook his head, he didn't want to look at it any more, and he didn't want Ji Hong's eyes to be insulted by the unrefined scene of beating and insulting each other, so he took the man's hand and slipped out of the courtyard through the gap between the crowd.
As soon as he left the hospital, the maidservant Xiaojiao who had stolen the Lotus Sutra chased him out and called him back, "Mr. Xiao!"
Yu Jinnian looked back after hearing the sound.
The little maid handed over a pack of silver ingots to Yu Jinnian, saying that it was the money the butler had ordered for the Suzhai banquet, but the current scene might not last for three days, the implication was to ask Boss Yu and Mr. leave the government.
Yu Jinnian was naturally happy, he was not polite with the Yang family, he reached out to take the silver tael, weighed it, it was quite solid.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Xiaojiao's maidservant suddenly mustered up her courage and said: "Mr. Xiao, in the future... can I invite you to treat our wife?"
Yu Jinnian raised his eyebrows, as if he felt it was very strange, he really wanted to remind the other party that it wasn't that he didn't treat Mrs. Li's illness, but that Mrs. Li believed in witches or doctors, and refused to take his medicine.
The little maid bowed her head and said: "My maidservant has something, I want to tell Mr. Xiao... My wife was good before, and she once gave out silver to save my family from difficulties, but later she became a little irritable because of her son's affairs... Later, she Having this sick stomachache, I kept talking about a ghost in my belly..."
Yu Jinnian couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Isn't it because he has a ghost in his heart?"
Because of the distance, the little maid didn't hear it, but the man beside him heard it. Ji Hong wrapped one hand around Yu Jinnian's waist, squeezed it lightly, frowned at him, and lightly reprimanded him not to be a fool. Talking nonsense in front of others.
The little maid continued: "I went to Fengbo Temple to pray for my wife. On my way, I met Master Cheng Kong. He listened to my words and gave me a box of pills, saying that it could clear away ghost energy. But..."
She paused, as if hesitating for something, first she looked back at the messy Langui Courtyard, saw the monk in white was still standing there, and finally decided to say: "When the mage came to deliver the medicine last month, I I once saw the real face of the mage by chance, although it was just a quick glance, I didn't see the real face, but I vaguely felt that the eyebrows and eyes of this mage Cheng Kong looked like, like... "
"Like what?" Yu Jinnian hoped that she would finish speaking quickly so that he could take his Young Master Ji home to get under the covers to keep warm.
The maidservant Xiaojiao stomped her feet to cheer herself up: "Like the little fourth master who has long since disappeared from our house!"
Yu Jinnian was stunned for a moment, wondering what was going on.
"Although it's been many years, the servant girl doesn't know what the fourth master will look like when he grows up, but when the maid saw the sorcerer, she remembered the fourth master, but the priest said back then, our fourth master Both Aunt Lan and Aunt Lan are dead..." The servant girl shook her shoulders to drive away the unreasonable coldness, and said boldly, "Mr. Xiao was also there that day, and I also heard with my own ears that there was no success in Fengbo Temple. Mage Kong is a person, but the mage also said that he practiced meditation at Fengbo Temple... The servant girl wonders if the grudge of the fourth master has not dissipated, so he cast this blindfold? Madam is the savior of the maidservant's family, and the maidservant really can't bear to see the madam continue Being deceived and deceived by him, Mr. Xiao has excellent medical skills, and even Divine Doctor Zou praised him, he must be able to cure my wife's illness."
"I dare not say, nor dare to think, whether that thing in the yard is a person..."
As soon as the words fell, a sound of broken golden rings sounded out of nowhere from behind her. The servant girl was so frightened that she staggered subconsciously and rushed towards Yu Jinnian. Ji Hong stretched out his hand to wrap the boy in front of him, but Yu Jinnian hadn't reacted yet. , was already stuck together with Ji Hong, and he could smell the clear fragrance of clothes and soap in his nostrils.
As for the servant girl, she fell to the ground and passed out.
Yu Jinnian let out an ouch.
Ji Hong asked nervously, "Where did you hit?"
"I'm sorry for her, I'm afraid I fell hard this time." Yu Jinnian withdrew from his arms, squatted on the ground and turned the little maid who was facing down, seeing that she was indeed just fainted, nothing serious He felt relieved, patted the dust on his hands and said, "It's really scary, scary to death."
A young voice laughed: "How does Boss Yu know that I am a human being, not a resentful soul?"
"The resentful souls can't think of such a long-winded way, it's better to eat them directly." Yu Jinnian stood up with Ji Hong's hand, and looked at the white-clothed monk who came out at some time, "That's right, with one heart ...Little fourth master?"
The monk in white shook his head slightly and laughed a few times, finally raised his hand and took off the veiled cap on his head, revealing a delicate face.
— Exactly one heart.
He still had that gentle and harmless appearance, and he smiled a little when he met everyone: "Today's vegetarian meal is the most sumptuous meal I have seen in these years... Boss Yu's craftsmanship is still as good as this."
When guessing that he was single-minded, Yu Jinnian was only surprised by this, but when he really saw that he was single-minded, he suddenly felt gloomy and chilly, so he leaned close to Ji Hong, and said with a deep heart: "My food is ready again. Well, it’s not as good as Master Yixin’s method, but the tricky method is a hundred times better than my cooking.”
Yi Xin wondered: "Otherwise, how could they be afraid to repent? How could they know how that fake Taoist beggar broke my leg and how he insulted my mother? They only have those yellow and white pieces in their eyes Should we, who worship Buddha wholeheartedly, suffer this crime? Shouldn’t these people know what it’s like to live in a world of ice and snow, with little clothes and no food to eat?”
Yu Jinnian: "..."
He was full of resentment in his words, but there was no expression on his face, and he even smiled, which gave people a strange feeling.
Ji Hong said coldly: "How do you take revenge, what does it have to do with us?"
Yixin sighed: "It was irrelevant at first, but when I met Mr. Yu Xiao that day, he suddenly changed his mind. Yixin lived only to avenge his revenge, and even traveled far away to Fanguo for this purpose, worshiped Fanshi, and learned the truth. These low-level foreign medicine alchemy techniques have never been seen in the Central Plains, so they have earned a lot of money by relying on this outfit along the way."
Yu Jinnian was amazed, isn't that a lot, this is a sudden wealth, okay
He raised his white clothes slightly, looked at the boy who was a little shorter than him, and said seriously: "Yixin's life is very short, but he has been insincere all his life, but today he wants to tell a long-lost truth - Yixin likes Mr. Yu Xiao, and because of this , never thought of harming you."
Yu Jinnian: "...?"
Ji Hong stepped forward half a step as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and wrapped the enlightened young man into his arms, and lightly embraced the young man's shoulders like a demonstration, silently declaring his sovereignty with a cold face.
Yixin smiled suddenly, and said to Ji Hong: "Mr. Ji, you don't have to be so nervous. Yixin's liking is out of appreciation and yearning, and he doesn't want to do anything to Mr. Xiao. Besides, Yixin has no ability to make Mr. Xiao continue to be carefree. Go on without worry, and please, Young Master Ji, don't give up your love with others."
Why did this sound so awkward, as if he could let it go at will, Yu Jinnian secretly slandered.
"I have done a lot of dirty things. I am ashamed of the Buddha and the believers. I have devoted myself to this life, but I have only flirted with it for 21 or 2 years. I was muddled in the first ten years, and I wasted a few years in the middle. Even though I have a lot of money , but there has never been a day when it was easy and happy—except for the day of the Cold Clothes Festival." Yixin seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes lit up with a strange light, "It's very interesting, Yixin has never met such a person before."
Ji Hong was a little impatient, and any man who had been forced to listen couldn't help but praise how funny and cute his boy was. This jealousy should have been overturned long ago, so he interrupted him: "What do you want to say."
Yixin regained his focus suddenly, and returned to the topic: "Mr. Xiao once cured Yixin's disease, and Yixin has not paid the consultation fee. I feel very guilty. This trip today is the consultation fee that Yixin paid to Mr. Yixin, and I will return it in a few days." There is a thank you gift to the door."
"What do you mean?" Yu Jinnian wondered.
Yixin pretended to be mysterious, and said calmly: "I will know in two days, Mr. Xiao, please go back. It is late at night, be careful on the road."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and went back to the Langui Courtyard, and closed the gate of the Langui Courtyard with his hand back, sealing all the quarrels and quarrels between himself and the crowd inside. The sound of lotus tin sticks came out in a trance, jingle bell, jingle bell, accompanied by the solemn and solemn sound of Buddha bells, and within a short while, there was a faint sound of singing sutras, but it was not like a Buddha chanting sutras, but more like ghosts singing Song.
Yu Jinnian pushed the courtyard door, but did not push it, as if something was stuck on the door bolt.
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The next day, Yu Jinnian woke up from a bowl of noodle shop. He turned around, closed his eyes and rubbed against the man beside him, rubbing his black hair until it frizzed, and grabbed a piece of Ji Hong's collar , pulled it in front of his face and sniffed it vigorously—well, it is indeed such a reassuring smell, which makes people relax physically and mentally.
He remembered what happened yesterday again, he couldn't help but shivered, jumped out of bed, and hurried to the kitchen.
Qing Huan was kneading dough in the kitchen, saw him and greeted him: "Brother Nian, you came back so late last night, why don't you sleep a little longer today?"
Yu Jinnian waved his hands again and again: "Don't sleep anymore, get up and make some glutinous rice snacks to get rid of yesterday's bad luck!"
While muttering, he picked out a bowl of big red dates full of fat from the basket, steamed another bowl of glutinous rice, and at the same time ordered: "Qing Huan, pick out the cores of these dates for me. Cut it in half, but don't cut it off. I'll hammer the glutinous rice."
"Hey." Qing Huan responded crisply.
Her hands are dexterous and her movements are nimble. Before Yu Jinnian hammered the glutinous rice, she processed all the dates. Each of the red and fat dates opened their mouths. They were booming. It was warm and pleasant to look at, and she was quite smiling. Open-mouthed fun.
Yu Jinnian hammered the glutinous rice until it became soft, so that the rice grains in the rice disappeared, as if making glutinous rice cakes. Afterwards, he taught Qing Huan to squeeze the glutinous rice balls into small doses and knead them into thick and short ones. Small strips, sandwiched in open red dates.
"Put in the steamer and steam the dates." While licking the glutinous rice sticking to his fingers, he instructed Qing Huan to put the dates in the steamer.
While the dates were steamed, Yu Jinnian simply made a refreshing and appetizing shrimp and cabbage soup.
It is estimated that the time is almost up. The jujubes are out of the steamer, each of which is bright red, as if coated with a layer of oil, round and round, and looks really pleasing. The sweetness of red dates and the aroma of glutinous rice are perfectly blended together, especially It's just out of the pot, it's so fragrant and sweet that it makes your nose itchy.
Qing Huan went straight to it, picked one up and ate it, it was so hot it hissed.
Yu Jinnian laughed at her impatience, and took out the sweet-scented osmanthus honey that had been brewed before, poured a thin layer on the dates, and said, "This is delicious."
The fiery red jujubes, the snow-white glutinous rice sandwich, and the golden sweet-scented osmanthus honey petals are enough to be served on the table of any big restaurant. Qing Huan ate two, and even the honey sauce on his fingers Not willing to let it go, I wrapped my fingers and licked it clean.
When Yu Jinnian returned to the room with glutinous rice jujube and dried shrimp and cabbage soup, Ji Hong happened to wake up.
He ran over with glutinous rice dates and said happily, "Open your mouth, ah."
Ji Hong slightly turned his head away: "I haven't rinsed my mouth yet."
"I don't despise you!" Yu Jinnian persevered, and he must let him have a bite. Perhaps after yesterday's bad incident, even he unconsciously started the feudal superstition, "Quick, quick, sweet-scented osmanthus honey is about to drop." Come down, slimy."
Ji Hong had no choice but to open his mouth, and took a light bite.
Sure enough, Yu Jinnian did not dislike him, and stuffed the leftover half of Ji Hong's food into his mouth. The glutinous rice was very sticky, and there was some friction sound when chewing between his teeth. He sat on the bedside and ate while urging Ji Hong to get up quickly. Washing up, he was talking vaguely when a lukewarm body was pressed against his back.
He stopped for a moment.
Ji Hong wrapped himself and the young man in a quilt, bent his head and leaned on the other's shoulder, the tip of his nose slowly stroking the smooth and delicate skin of the young man's neck, perhaps because he had spent the whole morning in the small kitchen steamed with red dates. It is also stained with a layer of jujube fragrance, which is sweeter and more delicious than the glutinous rice jujube on the plate.
He couldn't help opening his mouth and biting it, Yu Jinnian trembled, and lay down straight back, kicked his shoes and covered his quilt, rolled into a ball with the man who had just woke up and teased him, pressed Ji Hong on the pillow and sucked hard He took a sip, as if to avenge his neck being bitten in the Yang Mansion.
Only the creaking sound of the bed, the man's deep panting, and the young Qingling's laughter could be heard from the bed.
Just as he was gnawing vigorously, there was a sudden "Ga!" outside the window.
"Huh?" Yu Jinnian poked his head out from under the quilt, listened carefully, and said strangely, "What the hell, a duck? Where did the ducks come from in our noodle restaurant? Could it be my illusion? Hey, I'll go and have a look—hmm !"
Before he finished speaking, another hand stretched out from under the soft and hot quilt, and pulled back the boy who was about to get off the bed, and tucked it back into the quilt. After a while, there was a burst of wet and sticky kisses With a sound, two strands of hair with different shades of color were layered and intertwined on the pillow.
The young man exhaled: "Where are you going? Wait, wait, let me take a breath..."
Another hoarse voice sounded: "Concentrate."
The boy muttered, "No, I really heard the ducks crowing!"
The man said: "Don't say anything."
Yu Jinnian just shut his mouth obediently, and then the outside seemed to overturn a duck's nest: "Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack!"
"Look, there are ducks!" After saying that, he pushed away the man who was in high spirits, jumped off the bed in surprise, put on his shoes and ran out, leaving Ji Hong alone in the empty room. He stayed in the yard for a while, then shouted happily again: "Oh, Ah Hong, come out and see the goose! It's a big white goose!"
Ji Hong: "..."
What's so good about a white goose