The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 661
In other words, He Xiner has to play with the little girl during the day, and pour water on the beans from time to time, and occasionally help her mother cook a meal, and then make some snacks with the little girl, and every night, the beans selected that day After washing and soaking, the person who was so busy talking about it has never been able to write a novel.

It's not all about being busy...

That night, after soaking the beans and returning home from the vegetable shed, he first went to the West Wing, called the playful Dabai and the little girl back to his own room, waited for the little girl to wash and go to bed, and then led Dabai to the east. across the courtyard.

"Ah~"

He Xiner was lying on the desk as if she had no bones, looking listless.

"Drink a cup of hot water."

Seeing her like this, Ye Xusheng couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Ugh……"

He Xiner has been struggling with what to write recently. According to her original idea, she wanted to write Mr. Jin's "Dragon and Babu". Twenty to thirty percent of the charm of this book can also be popular in the entire Ming Dynasty.

But it is easy to think, but it is too difficult to do it.

In fact, this book is no more than ordinary martial arts novels, it contains too many things.

First of all, the background of the times is complex, and the martial arts grievances and ethnic conflicts among the kingdoms of Song, Liao, Dali, Xixia, and Tubo cannot be easily explained clearly.

In the whole book, the strange twists and turns of the story, the many characters involved, the extensive historical background, the huge martial arts battle, and the rich imagination are the most "golden books".

The style of the work is majestic and tragic, and it is an epic masterpiece full of humanity and strong tragic color.

Old Mr. Jin wrote it for four full years. It is conceivable how difficult it is to copy a copy of Tianlong Babu. Well, it is probably higher than the highest peak in the back mountain that goes straight into the clouds...

Alas, why is she so delusional and thinks things so easily?
But with this thought, it took root in my heart like a weed, and before I knew it, it had grown into a grassland, which couldn't be pulled out and couldn't be hoed...

Ah!
So hard!

But I can't talk about this trouble with my cousin...

He Xiner was about to feel depressed.

"Ah~"

Another sigh.

"Okay, if it's difficult, you don't need to write it, brother, tell Dongqiang, I will find some interesting books for you to read."

"Well, okay~"

A weak voice, dry.

At this time, the girl with bright eyebrows was wrinkled and her face looked frost-stricken, and her whole body was listless. Looking at it, one couldn't help but want to feel more pity.

"I heard from Brother Mancang that his brothers went to the mountains to catch pheasants, and the harvest was not small."

Not wanting to see her like this, Ye Xusheng changed the subject.

"Huh? Catch pheasants? The mountain is full of thick snow, how did Mancang Hall and the others choose such a time to enter the mountain?"

Sure enough, when He Xiner heard something interesting, she immediately regained her spirits and stopped moaning. She sat up straight and looked at Ye Xusheng with her eyes wide open. Curiosity was almost written on her face. .

"When it snows, pheasants can't hunt for food, so they will look around for food. It's easier to catch at this time."

He Xiner was immediately happy, catching pheasants seemed to be quite fun, it was more interesting than digging a trap and waiting for the prey to enter.

"In this weather, is Sapphire Lake frozen? The water source is cut off, can the trap of the big brother still catch small prey? When will the big brother take a bath? Let's catch pheasants like the big brother Mancang, okay? ?”

Thinking of interesting things, He Xiner became energetic, her smile bloomed like a spring flower, bright and moving, and her eyes were even more starry, crystal bright~
Ye Xusheng was distracted for a moment.

"Catching pheasants, is it like catching house sparrows, with a basket?"

(End of this chapter)