Fat lady's rebirth: The mountain Lihan takes the trick

Chapter 161

It was already afternoon, and it was still far away from her mother's house. Yang Qingping had no memory, so she had to let Zhou Yi lead the way.

Today the county seat is a quiet city, there is no clutter or noise, only passing merchants, and the clink of horseshoes.

Yang Qingping was in a daze, standing still.

In my heart, I look forward to what the original owner's natal family will be like, and what the mother's face will be like when I go away.

She had already thought of the thousands of faces of her mother, who should hug each other and cry, and hug each other and laugh.

Zhou Yi urged her, and said with a smile: "Relax, mother will be very happy."

Sensing her nervousness from his wife's face, give her a little encouragement.

Yang Qingping was dragged away by Zhou Yi, she was reluctant to leave.

For the sake of the original owner's last words, he should be reunited with his mother.

When they came to the ferry, the passing boats floated on the water like fallen leaves.

They ordered a boat to land, and Yang Qingping teased: "Do you dare to take it? Be careful as bait! Haha..."

Thinking of being dragged into the water by her for the first time, and desperately calling for help, the fun came up.

Zhou Yi's face flushed with embarrassment, how could she still remember that, and made fun of it from time to time.

Zhuang Zhuang boldly replied: "Isn't there you? Why don't we just take the waterway..."

Helping his wife to board the boat with his daughter in his arms, they ran down to Yao Town. The daughter made a funny face at her mother in her father's arms, and Yang Qingping made a face back.

The waterway was very close, and the boatman shouted: "Let's go!" As the boat moved, Zhou Yi and his daughter huddled together. The boatman was used to boating and ignored it.

Only Yang Qingping was sitting on the boat, admiring the scenery along the way, unknowingly refreshed and very happy, chatting and laughing with the boatman.

When she stared at the father and daughter, they hugged each other without moving, and went to sit together, but the daughter moved away, disgusted with her mother.

She doesn't care, as long as the man pays attention to it and is fine.

Looking at the deep blue water, Zhou Yi was restless, and lay on the bow with his eyes closed.

Yang Qingping was bored looking at the mockup.

There were many ships passing by, and they met a flat boat.

On the boat was a man wearing a square scarf, wearing a white robe, white socks and cloud boots, with a handsome face, holding a folding fan in his hand, followed by a servant.

Yang Qingping looked over, it was a scholar who flirted with him on a whim.

She waved at him and said, "This handsome boy, do you want a date?" Then he blew another kiss.

That one stood still, and said: "This girl has no shame, she dares to show off to scholars."

This remark was heard by Yang Qingping, and she replied: "You are a scholar, don't think that you are a master after drinking a few catties of ink and shaking your head, all of them are soft food."

That one said again: "It's unreasonable to humiliate scholars. It's disrespectful, and women can't be taught."

Yang Qingping raised her lips and smiled, thinking that a scholar would find out how much ink you have. She said, "I have a pair here. If I say the first sentence, you can answer the next sentence. I will kowtow three times, dare you?"

The scholar is full of confidence, what kind of pair can he recognize a woman, has read poetry and books for many years, and has no place to put the scriptures in his stomach!

Holding a folding fan in his hand, he jumped up and looked at her, and said, "Say it!" There was a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

Yang Qingping read all of his scheming, and it will make you lose face later.

Said: "Listen well, Youzu is drunk, Mudang is asleep, Li Taibai is sleeping on the hillside with the wine jar in his arms, I don't know if he is drunk, I don't know if he is sleeping. Please continue the next sentence!"

The scholar stumped, scratched his scalp, and the crumbs fell like apricot blossoms.

Yang Qingping folded her hands on her chest, waiting for him to answer, but she couldn't answer for a long time.

Ask him: "Have you thought about it, I don't have time to wait for you."

The scholar was not convinced, and said: "Your question is not counted, and you have to make another one."

Yang Qingping clapped her fingers and pointed at him, "You asked for it yourself. Listen carefully. Look at a building from a distance, and a cow up close. Lu Dongbin is lying drunk on the Yueyang Tower, and Sun Bin is abducting and riding a cow. Please come up with the next sentence."

The scholar was thinking, full of poems and books, since it was planted in the woman's mouth.

Sao blushed, told the boatman to row quickly, and left the scene.

Yang Qingping looked back at his embarrassing appearance, and murmured to herself: "What a scholar, his mind is stuffed with straw, he only recognizes the sentences in the book, has no new ideas, and is rotten."

The people on the boat didn't know, so the boatman asked her, "Are those sentences recorded in the books?"

Yang Qingping answered him: "There should be no record in the book, and I haven't read it. Those words recognize me, but I can't recognize them."

The boatman turned his head and smiled at her, and continued rowing, thinking that this woman is not easy!

Zhou Yi looked at her with doubts. She must have professional training for her diversity, and even said some words that were difficult for people to understand. Suspicion was only hidden in her heart.

He was engrossed in thinking, Yang Qingping moved her hand in front of her face, "Hey..." Still engrossed.

I patted his shoulder hard with one hand before I realized, "What's the matter!"

Yang Qingping asked: "What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about anything, I was just in a daze." He pulled his wife into his arms.

The daughter heard a "hum", turned her head to look at the outside scene, raised her long mouth, and was angry with her mother.

She grimaces at her daughter, squeezes her eyelids with both hands, and sticks out her tongue "About..."

The daughter turned to look, and said "Hum!" again, and continued to look at the scenery.

This daughter has held grudges for a long time, and Yang Qingping only occupied her father.

If you don't want me, your father is very rare!
(End of this chapter)