Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Lying on the fragrant bed, the fingers subconsciously stroked on the smooth silk surface, and Fan is still digesting what his father had said. Although he knew that he would encounter some troublesome things after coming to Kyoto, he did not expect that things would be so troublesome.

Before he left, he was going to ask his father. Four years ago, Liu sent people to poison themselves, but after thinking about it, perhaps many of the dirty things in the Gaomen’s tribe were hidden under the kind of fat. If you want to forcibly tear it apart, it is useless. After all, in the previous conversation, he could feel the father who met for the first time, and he still had a lot of true feelings for himself.

It seems that I sent myself to Zhangzhou because the enemy of the mother was still in Kyoto.

Thinking of this, his lips are a bitter smile - do you really want to marry the seriously ill woman? At this point, it seems that he is using the tricks of the little girl named Lin.

It seems to be a very poor girl.

He decided to look for the opportunity of Miss Lin Jia, made this decision, his eyes fell on the narrow box that was casually placed in the corner, some curious, where the key would be.

The infuriating flow slowly, and stopped for dozens of days of training because of the journey, and began quietly. At the moment before entering meditation, Fan Xian thought of the father who met at the beginning, and there were countless questions in his heart.

When Fan Xi was tossing and turning in the first time in the Kyoto Fan House, Sinan Fan Jian was in a daze in the study. This is the first time in 16 years that he saw Fan Xian and saw the clean and beautiful face. Fan Jian was caught in some kind of memory. He couldn’t extricate himself for a long time. He said in his mouth: "Small leaves, your child has already When I grow up, it is as old as you were, younger, but I know everything... Chen Pingping still opposes him to come to Kyoto, so when I took his vacation, I called the boy back to Kyoto, someone promised, Ye The family's industry must be able to return to his hands..."

The light shines on the face of the middle-aged man, and he whispers: "Do not worry, in the Qing Dynasty, no one dares to hurt him."

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The skylight was sprinkled through the clouds, and when it was bright, the old trees on both sides of the road pulled out new branches and gently swayed in the wind. It is already the spring season, and the small lotus in the foot of the lake is showing the face and the face is tender.

Fan's carriage slowly moves on the road, followed by the guards, and looks quite a bit.

The car is very quiet, Fan is half-closed, if you are carefully peeling off the thin skin, then send the slightly sweet and sour flesh to your brother's lips.

Fan opened his mouth and swallowed it. He soaked a few mouthfuls of water.

Fan Sizhen looked at this scene in an incredulous and horrified way. His fifteen-year-old sister, chess and calligraphy, is unique and has great talent in the upper class of Kyoto. It has always been higher than the top, such as the iceberg. Let countless talented people sigh and sigh - actually ... actually so small to serve the guy named Fan leisure, actually will personally strip him to eat!

Fan Ruoruo did not know that he looked at his brother's face and worshipped his face, and he had already fallen into the eyes of his younger brother. She just wants to make her brother comfortable in the subconscious, because she thinks that her brother has been suffering from bitterness in the past ten years. I want to come to Beijing very much, but I am going to marry the Miss Lin Jia. In the eyes of the girl, there is no woman in this world who can really deserve to be worthy of her brother, not to mention that Miss Lin is now in that shape.

Although in Kyoto today, Miss Fan Jiada’s name has already spread far and wide, but in her own heart, she is still the little girl who is listening to ghost stories in Beppu, Perak. Only she knows that her brother has his own poems in his chest and abdomen. As for what is in his letter, Cao Gong and Su Weng... Fan Ruoruo thought of it here, smiled slightly, looked at the brother in front of him, and thought that you were mad. Latitude, why not let yourself tell others?

Fan Xian also enjoys the warm feeling of his brothers and sisters, half-closed eyes, and knows that his sister has long guessed that the articles such as Stone Records are "written" by themselves, but they are thinking about other problems.

The situation in Kyoto's Fan House is different from what it was expected before entering Beijing. At least, Liu seems to have learned a certain degree from the matter four years ago, so it is very safe now. And the rumored arrogant younger brother in the rumor seems to be very convinced of discipline, and there is no place for him to be particularly unbearable.

The family is still very happy.

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Fan Sizhen looked at Fan’s face curiously at this time. He admitted that this half-brother is much better than himself, but he still strongly believes that Fan Jia, only himself is a true young master, in front of him, just An outsider.

But thinking of her sister, the sister who has always been as light as a chrysanthemum, her sister who has always admired her is so admired that she is so busy, Fan Sizhen is somewhat puzzled, thinking, is this called Fan Xian, really has a great place?

"No one in this street dares to provoke me." The proud Fan Sizhen looked at the guy who was four years older than himself. He said with pride: "You came to Beijing, I played with you for two days."

Fan was lazy and leaned on the soft cushion halfway, and he heard this and laughed. He originally wanted to let his sister take his own scenery in Kyoto. How could he not expect it? Fan Siyi’s "brother" actually did not ask for it, and he had to rely on the carriage.

"Hey, I said the little guy, why must we follow us." He asked Fan Siwei.

Fan Si said: "Don't call a little guy, I am the true master of Fan's family."

Fan Xianqi said: "You don't think you are so screaming, will you feel that you are not level? Even if you are afraid that I will fight for your family property, you should play some yin..." He touched his brother's head and smiled. Said: "I still learn more with your mother."

Fan Sizhen looked at this pretty face with a slight smile, somehow, but for no reason to be afraid, the body shrank back, hiding behind Fan Ruoruo, thinking that this guy is too weird, how to say so unscrupulous.

During the talk, the carriage came to a place in Kyoto. At this time, it was noon, there were many pedestrians on the street. The restaurants on both sides of the road opened the door to welcome guests, screaming and scenting the food, and tempted Fan Siqi. Want to eat.

Fujiko Jingjin Restaurant to book a seat, Fan Sizhen and Fan Ruoru, under the protection of several guards, went to the food stalls on the street to buy noodles. Fan Xian is half-squatting, looking at the ornaments on the columns under the restaurant. These patterns are gorgeous, golden, and colorful, which is completely different from what they saw in the past.

The two guards were separated from him and looked around in secret.

At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed in ordinary clothes, holding her baby, smashed like a thief, and lowered her voice and asked: "Is it necessary? It is not approved by eight places."

This scene makes Fan Xian feel very familiar, very warm, very moving, very homey. He looked up and asked infinitely: "Is it Japan or Western?"

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