"A wise man doesn't fall in love. If Hu Laoxi didn't have this marriage, he probably wouldn't be taken advantage of. Bandits are said to be terrifying, but some people who don't dare to do anything in human skin are much more terrifying than bandits."

Qingqing hasn't investigated it clearly yet, but she guesses that the problem with a high probability lies in Mrs. Yazhai.

Boss Hu himself is a bandit, and the government can't handle him much.

Maybe that woman was sent here deliberately, trying to set up a beauty trick or something.

But judging from the confrontation between the woman and the Qingqing couple yesterday, if she was really sent here on purpose, the people behind the scenes probably got away with it.

"I don't agree that wise men don't fall in love." Buli, as a senior love brain, raised serious protests against her sentence.

"It doesn't matter whether you love or not. It depends on strength. A couple who are evenly matched, as long as they are devoted to the outside world, how can they be easily manipulated. If I were the bandit leader, I would not let people use you to threaten me. If you were that woman Yes, you won't be as useless as her."

Keep your eyes shining, lady, look here and here.

In the past, Qingqing would not have noticed this detail, but today she worried about him all day, as if she had opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and understood his mind at once.

Placing her foot on his lips, she kissed him lightly.

"Well, it's good if I don't leave my house, and I won't be manipulated by others."

"Grandpa Zu, the scum from the sheep's bones is done, the next step is—ah!" Er Mao came in rashly, seeing the two people who were tired of being together, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

The villain in my heart burst into tears, why do I let him see it every time, even if he doesn't have needle eyes, he will be kicked by the grandfather until his ass blooms, right?

Buli's leg arrived as expected, and the moment he kicked Ermao, he didn't forget to quickly peck Qingqing's lips.

While entangled with Qingqing with his eyes, he can also warn Ermao with a cold voice:
"If you can't remember to knock on the door again, your leg will be broken!"

"." Er Mao's heart groaned for a while, the voice of Grandpa Zu talking to him was completely different from that of Grandma Zu.

From cold winter to hot summer, nothing more.

When the mutton soup was ready, the mutton was almost marinated. Two bonfires were lit, and everyone roasted the mutton around the bonfires.

A group of male family members and a group of female family members roasted the sheep around the fire and drank warm sheep soup. The atmosphere was jubilant.

Ermao booed and asked the men of Haojia Village to perform. The female family members blushed and pretended not to care, but actually observed secretly.

This village has not been so lively for a long time.

Boss Hao was pushed to sing a song by everyone, but he couldn't tell what the tune was, anyway, it was very unpleasant.

Buli only sat in the group of men for a while, then shamelessly sneaked into the women's family and sat next to his wife.

The second aunt drank a cup of beer wine, used the strength of the wine to coax her, and asked Buli to sing too.

The men who had been tortured by Mr. Hao's ugly singing also booed, and both sides booed together.

He didn't leave his face, didn't change his face, and insisted on refusing.

She used the excuse to go to the bathroom and slipped away, and when she got up, she frantically gave Qingqing a hint with her eyes, Qingqing understood, and found an excuse to leave after a while.

The laughter gradually faded away, and Qingqing embarked on the journey home with light steps.

The man who refused to perform in front of people even if he was beaten to death, was waiting for her in front of the door, with an indescribably romantic look in his eyes.

"How much did you drink?" Qingqing asked.

Just now when she was listening on the side, those little bastards kept yelling at him, and they didn't know if Buli's drinking capacity was good or not.

She remembered that he had said that he didn't smoke or drink, and she was really afraid that he would get so drunk after a few glasses of wine that he would delay tonight's full moon.

"Not much, just a few glasses of water, don't delay things." He reached out to remove the fallen leaves from her head, Qingqing raised her eyes to look, but he pressed her chin and pressed it against the door.

"I'm very glad, lady—"

His lips turned over just like that, and Qingqing hugged his waist consciously, feeling at ease and at ease.

It seems that he should drink well——

Seeing this scene, the brothers who followed were numb.

Dafa pushed Er Mao, and Yu Cun quickly covered his brother's eyes. His brother is still young, so he can't see this.

"You say you, why do you have to find Grandpa Zu back? How can you find it!" Dafa complained.

Ermao was full of grievances.

"It's not what I'm looking for, it's my grandpa who worried that Grandpa Zu was drunk, so he asked me to come and have a look."

How could he have imagined that Grandpa Zu was so "elegant", he gnawed during the day and at night, gnawed endlessly, and gnawed so fiercely
"It looks like you're not drunk, let's go back—" Dafa just finished speaking, and the situation of the pair of ancestors who hugged each other changed.

It's enough not to leave the relatives, and hugged Qingqing, with a very serious expression, said solemnly:

"How can the singing of your husband be heard by others? Here, here, it's all yours!"

His hand stretched from his lips to his heart, his expression was very serious, but no matter how you looked at it, it looked like—drinking too much? !
Qingqing tentatively asked:

"My dear husband, have you drunk too much?"

"How is it possible? I will never get drunk!"

Very well, even a drunk will not admit that he drank too much, Qingqing already has some judgment in her heart.

Although Buli's voice is very steady, there is no big tongue after drunkenness, and the arm holding her is as strong as ever, but this look and movement are too coquettish
"Sing a song for me when you're not drunk? We're the only ones in this yard, can you sing it for me?" Qingqing continued to probe.

According to his usual sullen virtue, he wouldn't be able to sing even if he was killed.

"Singing—?" He tilted his head and thought for a while, looking up at the stars in the sky, inspiration came as soon as he said it.

He sank into his dantian and howled out, not only shocked Qingqing, Er Mao and others were also shocked by him.

"The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky turn to the Big Dipper!"

"Ah, here." Ermao and the others couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear, and the younger brothers all turned into small bean eyes.

What is Grandpa Zu singing? It's so imposing.
Yu Da, the youngest, also expressed his impressions after listening:

"Isn't this much better than what Boss Hao sang?"

"Is it a good thing now?" Dafa trembled, looking left and right, and began to look for a hiding place.

If the grandpa of the clan finds out that they have seen it, will they not be silenced?

He's still young, he hasn't seen enough of this colorful world
Ermao stood there stupidly, his head was still a little bit, did he think the singing was good?He still wanted to learn, so he imitated in a low voice:

"Join the Big Dipper~"

"Chan you second uncle, run quickly!" The clever Dafa grabbed Ermao, and the children ran away.

After just two steps, I heard the crisp laughter of the family grandma:
"No, this song doesn't match me, you can change it to something that can impress me~"

"Change to another—" Buli continued to tilt his head, thinking about this question very seriously.

Eyes lit up, yes.

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