Hot wife lives in the field

The funeral of the Bai family was so grand that many of the aristocratic families in Hongcheng went there.

Yuan Yinzhen made her a first-class duchess.

However, the empress did not attend the funeral of old lady Bai.

There is a rumor in Hongcheng that today's Queen is the nine girls who have been separated from the Bai family for many years.

However, such a statement has never been confirmed. Especially, after the death of old lady Bai, no one from the emperor and empress took part in it. Such a rumor can not be broken.

In the cold courtyard, Bai Zhuoyan was drinking at a table, and his eyes were all white.

This winter, especially cold.

Shen Jing stretched out his hand and snatched the wine from his hand: "don't drink it. You can't blame Honglin and Mingzhu for this. Your grandmother did it wrong. It will not be easy for anyone to put it on. "

Bai Zhuoyan looked at him: "I didn't blame her. I just hate myself. Why didn't I find out all this earlier? "

"It's all predestined, and don't be too demanding." Shen Jing patted him on the shoulder. "It's getting late. My daughter-in-law is still waiting for me at home."

"Go, go, leave me alone here."

Today is Laba, the big white house, but no one can accompany him.

After Shen Jing left, Bai Zhuoyan sat in the yard for a while. The more I sit, the colder I feel.

He stood up and went out of the house. Qingluo was about to catch up.

"Don't come with me. I want to walk alone."

"... yes."

Thousands of lights, green smoke curl.

On the street, children keep running.

"Grandma's greatest wish in her life is to find your nine younger sister and see you marry and set up a family. I don't know if I can wait for that day."

Recalling his grandmother's rebuke, Bai Zhuoyan chuckles.

He is a real unfilial son.

A child suddenly bumped into his leg.

His mother came over and apologized to him. She took the child away and said, "if you make any more mischief, I won't give you Laba porridge when you go back..."

He now feels that it is a kind of happiness to have someone to reprimand himself.

There was a movement in his ear. He turned his head and saw someone struggling to close the shop.

Seeing that Zhang Junyi's face, Bai Zhuoyan was stunned.

Unconsciously, he came here.

He looked at his clumsy appearance, for a long time did not put the board well, he was worried to see, simply walked over.

On weekdays, it's the rest of the shop that closes the shop. Today, they all go home for the holiday. He's the only one left to close the shop. The first time he did it, he was a little strange and didn't finish it for a long time. Is anxious, behind a hand: "really stupid, I come."

"Bai Zhuoyan?" He raised his head and looked at him. Suddenly, his forehead was pricked by his moustache, and he felt some pain. He subconsciously released his hand, smelled the smell coming from him, and his face turned red. He quickly hid to one side, and looked at him three or two times and put a door on.

Up to the last piece, Bai Zhuoyan subconsciously looked toward the backyard, knowing that today Laba, she could not be in, or could not control.

"Don't look, she didn't come all day." Xiao Baifeng's voice came from behind.

Bai Zhuoyan put the last piece of wood on the board.

"Let's go."

"Where to?" Xiao Baifeng is a little bored.

Bai Zhuoyan stretched out his hand and took him to his arms: "brother, I know that you are a lonely family now, so I'm very compassionate and invite you to have Laba porridge."

Xiao Baifeng dissatisfied: "it seems that you are not alone."

"Of course I am not. There are a group of people waiting for me in the White House. How about you? Do you have any? "

Xiao Baifeng

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