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Chapter 798 Bullying Me Can't Fly
It's all right anyway, it's useless to put Xuanyuan Tong and Zhang Mao, two carpenters who have just practiced their skills, in vain!
Mu Dian used the remaining small pieces of wood to make some simple gadgets for Yaozhen - a jumping frog, a chirping cicada, a swinging duck moving forward like a duck - this can be compared to a mechanism Birds are much simpler.

It was the second time Mu Ziyan came to pick up his daughter successfully.

Xiao Yao really played all afternoon and was really tired. He fell asleep in Mu Ziyan's arms just after passing the Chuihua Gate, and he was still dancing and gesticulating in his dream, "Duckling, cluck—it's so cute!"

Mu Ziyan was speechless, and pointed at Chao Yaozhen's nose, "You playful wild girl!"

Yao Zhen had an uncomfortable nose, so he hummed dissatisfiedly, and stretched out his hand to pick it up.

Mu Ziyan couldn't help laughing, the depression and grievances of the past few days were gone.

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Mu Dianke's temperament likes to go out and not to get together. After moving into the new house, it is the first time he comes back to eat in the courtyard.

Yu Yi is ingenious, and the ordinary side dishes are also delicate and delicious.The food was satisfactory, and so were the people. She cheered up and had a few drinks with Mu Ziyan.

It was Yu Yi who dissuaded her, saying that she was taking medicine and should not drink too much, that's all.

The meal was set at sunset, talking and laughing while eating, the host and guest were happy, and they left after the first watch.

It was September, and the solar terms had already entered the frost.A crescent moon counts the stars, scattered in the sky, illuminating the misty evening fog like a veil.

There is the sound of a flute flying in the dark night.

It grows into the sky and falls horizontally, scattered into the spring breeze all over Luocheng.

From the front, Mr. Fang taught her to play the piano. He once said: Sounds have souls, just like words have bones.The same piece of music, played by different hands, has a completely different atmosphere.

The layman listens to the sound, but the refined person observes the environment.

Mu Dian is not an elegant person, but after following Fang Jun and such an expert to learn to recognize the rhythm for so long, he still knows the simplest way of discerning the mind.

At first, she only thought that the flute rhyme was quite satisfactory, and it made people feel comfortable, so she listened carefully: the sound of the flute is broad and long, like flying across thousands of mountains.Pull up and down, change the tune in twos and twos, and then listen to the familiar taste.

Overjoyed in his heart, he hurriedly took two steps, thinking that the lantern in his hand was in the way, he turned back and stuffed the lantern pole into Liangqing's hand, and ran towards the second courtyard with his skirt in hand.

Pass the gravel path lined with flowers and trees, and then pass the hanging flower gate.

The distance that is not considered long on weekdays is now ten miles or eight miles away.She finally stood on the open space in the second entrance courtyard, panting slightly, and raised her head to look around.

There are often thousands of Buddhas sitting on the roof of the house, stepping on tiles and sitting with their backs to the moon, with one elbow on one knee, and the flute is playing.

In the dim starry night, it became more and more obvious that he was wearing a silver robe, which looked like the sun and looked like a cloud.His long hair was blown down to one side of his shoulders by the wind. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could be identified just by the outline.

——So tall and straight!The heroic vigor is incomparable.

Chang Qianfo finished playing the song, put down his flute, and looked at Mu Dianke from a distance in the dim light of the moon.

Looking at each other for a long time like this, Mu Dian looked up so that his neck was sore, and finally annoyed: "You bully me so I can't fly up!"

Chang Qianfo laughed out loud.

The silver robe fluttered amid the laughter, and the next moment he settled in front of Mu Dianke, his brows and eyes became clear.

Mu Dian didn't pay much attention to it, and gave him a blank look, then turned and walked into the house.

Chang Qianfo greeted Liang Qing with a smile, and ran after him, before Mu Dian could run out of the room, "Be careful, there is a threshold here."

He said again: "Our family can stand under the moonlight, graceful and graceful like a fairy, even a man would forget his mind... How can I bully you, I want to see you so urgently that I can't wait for a moment."

One day is better than the day with glib tongue!
(End of this chapter)