Marry A Younger Husband

Ask Zhu Sha to add two liang of sesame oil money to the temple. He comes to the main hall and prays to the Bodhisattva for Xiao Lang's safety. But I saw a little urchin jump in and kneel down to her side to worship: "Bodhisattva bless Dingdang. He was blinded by the lime, and he can't find me any more. Disciple xiaomo'er sincerely prayed that if he could get the long cherished wish, he would burn a lot of silver tickets for you."

There are people in the world who make such a wish. Aren't they afraid that Bodhisattvas will blame them? Goodbye to that little urchin who calls himself Xiao Mo'er. He's only 11 or 12 years old. He's wearing a collar, a purple mink fur and a tiger head. The most amazing thing is that he has a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, tortoise shell frame feet and Amethyst lenses. There is nothing wrong with the little urchin's eyes. The lenses are flat. Rich people often decorate the facade with glasses.

Shuilinlang's family is in the business of an escort agency, and she has seen the world. Once, her father escorted a rich merchant. Among the goods, there were a pair of glasses, Phnom Penh and Huang Yunying's polished lenses. Her father told her that they were rare and precious.

Xiao Mo'er's nose is not high, and his glasses slide to the nose. His slightly cunning eyes come out from the top of the frame, and fall on the face of the water, suddenly exclaim: "sister Xiaoman!"

Water around, no one else, pointing to his nose: "you are calling me?"

Little Mo'er nodded in a panic, and then quickly drew aside. Shuilinlang was puzzled by him and said softly, "what's the matter with you?" Reach out to help him.

"Don't come here!" he exclaimed

Shuilinlang was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He thought that the child had some strange disease. Why did he shout for no reason? But see his mouth suddenly fly a mouthful of saliva, water Lin Lang is caught off guard, forehead is spat by him.

Shuilinlang's temper immediately came up and cried, "whose child are you? Is anyone in charge?"

Little Mo'er patted his ass, got up from the ground, and went around the water. He still didn't dare to get too close, and asked strangely, "why don't you change the sheep?"

"Ah?"

"Yes, I don't think I have enough saliva." Then he spat on shuilinlang.

"Hey, if you spit at me again, I'll hit you!" If she had been her brother, she would have been serving with a whip.

"Strange, why don't you change the sheep?"

"Why should I become a sheep?" The water is dazzling and the anger is burning.

Little Mo'er would spit again, but he found that his saliva had been almost spitting just now. For a moment, his mouth was dry and he could not secrete new body fluid. But saw his attendant Ding Dang to search to come over, busy way: "Ding Dang, quick, lend me a little saliva!"

Dingdang was surprised: "young master, you are more and more disgusted."

Little Mo'er took out an ivory fracture fan from his sleeve and hit him on the head: "I told you to spit on her!" Then the folding fan pointed to the water.

"Well, why spit?" Dingdang is three or four years older than xiaomo'er, and he is much more polite. He smiles at shuilinlang and says, "girl, don't mind. My young master is used to mischief."

"Who's fooling around? She's a ghost!" Little Mo'er urged Dingdang to spit again, "come on, spit her to death. That's how song Dingbo catches ghosts!"

Shuilinlang finally understood why the little urchin made such a series of strange actions. Together, he regarded her as a ghost. He was angry and funny.

"Young master, where is the ghost? You see, there is still a shadow under the girl's feet! Besides, this is the holy land of Buddhism. Who dares to break in? " Dingdang knew that the little ancestor was dead hearted. If he didn't explain it clearly, he would not give up.

Small Mo son drags the double chin of meat Du Du to think for a while, and say again: "but, if she is not a ghost, why does she look so like the dead little man elder sister?"

"Although I haven't met Miss Gu, I think there are so many similar people in the world. Even if this girl is similar to Miss Gu, it's no surprise."

"Well, you have a point."

Ding Dang was relieved and finally got rid of him. He said, "young master, it's better for us to slip out for a while. It's time to go back. Otherwise, my wife will be punished again."

"What are you afraid of? It's you who are punished every time."

"Young master, you should take pity on me as a servant. I was hurt by the board last time, and now my butt is still hurting!" Tinkle begged pitifully.

"If you catch me, I'll go back with you!" He ran out of the hall again.

"Master, master!" Dingdang ran after him in a hurry.

Water Lin Lang helplessly shook his head, such a naughty child, his parents may not point to more headache! I think of my younger brother shuizhongtian, who is the same size as little Mo'er, but is much more sensible and clever than him. At a young age, he has helped his family to take care of the details of the escort agency. Sometimes, compared with him, she felt a little ashamed!"What are you thinking, miss?" Zhu Sha came over and interrupted her meditation.

"Oh, just now I met a little urchin, spitting all over my body

"Whose child is so ill bred?"

"Don't mention him, let's go!"

Out of Hanshan Temple, it's still early, and they stroll between the mountains. The rich land in the south of the Yangtze River is not like the barren land in the northwest. Although the value of cold years, the mountain is still lush vegetation, far ahead of a plum blossom in full bloom.

Zhu Shua exclaimed pleasantly, "Miss, many flowers!"

I don't know who's Merlin. It's a big one. It's very fragrant. The red one is Gong Fenmei, just like the rouge on her daughter's cheek, showing a little shyness; The white one is Jade Butterfly plum, as white as jade, as if it were a fairy in the dust. The red thread of the flower branches is tied with small flower protection bells. A cold wind blows, and the sweet and clear bell rings.

Zhu Shu was jubilant, and the northwest was bitter and cold, but it was not without flowers, but she did not see plum blossoms, let alone such a large-scale cultivation of plum blossoms.

She folded a plum branch in her hand, put it on her nose and sniffed: "well, it smells good, miss. You can smell it."

Suddenly, a cry for help came from the depths of Meilin. Shuilinlang took off the white Python's whip from his waist and was about to come forward to have a look. Zhu Shua quickly grabbed her: "Miss, don't mind your own business."

Regardless of Zhu's advice, shuilinlang insists on going forward. However, he sees two big men holding Yanling knives and chasing Dingdang and xiaomo'er to chop. The knives are merciless, not like robbing money, but like killing people.

Dingdang grabs a stick and scurries to resist. Small Mo'er rushes to the ground and cries: "the heaven is clever, the earth is clever. The emperor is as urgent as the law. The heaven's soldiers and the heaven's generals will come to rescue me. If I get out of danger, I will burn a lot of silver tickets for you." Desperate, head into the arms of the wate