Peach Blossom Debt

I laughed a few times, this is indeed quite strange, but it must not be a godsend.

I cleared my throat, and said that I hadn't been familiar with it shortly after I came here. Besides, I still need to seriously consider such important things as continuation. Ms. Feng's youth was young and she entered the door to be a late mother. I am afraid that she would be wronged. After careful consideration, she would say so, so Yunyun said a lot of confusion. After thinking about it, Ben Xianjun should have been taken to the heavenly court to send Xuantai.

Lu Hu's face smiled and said: "No hurry, no hurry, this matter, wait for the son to consider for a few days, and then look at the old body." After spending some more time, the old lady quit and went out, saying: The shopkeeper Feng also asked the old man to talk to his son. The clothes of the two young masters were ready, and they were sent over at noon. "

I worked hard again, and the old lady finally left.

I turned back to drink tea in the hall and moistened my throat. The girl from yesterday had an affection for Ben Xianjun. Today, I asked someone to raise my relatives at home.

Hengwen and Tianshu turned from the screen.

Hengwen's black and bright eyes glanced at me: "The old lady came just now, did someone want to be your wife?"

I said: "Yes."

Tianshu whispered, "Is it the one who threw the handkerchief yesterday."

Hengwen said with a wrinkled nose: "No, I heard the old lady say it was the one who hit you. It was the one who hit you yesterday."

I admit: "Yes."

Hengwen said: "The fairy cannot be with mortals."

I said: "I know, so I persevere to talk about these days, and after some days, we should go back."

Heng Wenzhan said with a smile: "Let's go back to heaven together?" Ben Xianjun smiled with a smile on his face: "Yes."

Heng Wen stopped asking and went to the small hall to see the Maotuan.

At noon, Feng Jiabu Zhuang really sent his buddies to send Hengwen and Tianshu clothes. The guy looked at Ben Xianjun as if he were buying meat, picking fat and lean, and then looked at Hengwen and Tianshu. It was probably the Feng master who wanted to be the old man of Ben Xianjun to send him to meet me One phase. I don't know how he will describe my style when he returns.

Having eaten at noon, while Xiaomao was tidying up the table, Xiaoyu came back to report that there was a guest outside the back door, insisting on seeing this fairy king.

Ben Xianjun was very popular today.

Xiaogu led someone in and was a beautiful little girl dressed up as a book boy. He said to me briskly: "My girl ordered me to send a tea post." Both hands held a red powder note. I reached over and took it, Xiao Xiao then said: "Could you please ask the young man to move to the back door, the person in the car outside the door, would like to invite the young man to narrate."

I put the incense sticks on the table, followed Xiaoxiao out of the back door, a carriage with a satin curtain stopped by the door, and another Xiaohua stood in front of the car and gathered to me: "Song Gongzi Please come to the bus station, my girl has something to say to the son. "

Ben Xianjun stood by the curtain of the car, and gently said softly in the curtain: "The slave's family invited each other, and hope that Song Gongzi would drink tea in the drunk moon building this evening. I wonder if I might ask him to drive?"

The breeze passed by, not like the cold wind in winter, but the spring breeze that warmed people in March.

I said: "Don't dare not follow the invitation of a beautiful woman."

The two little servants covered their mouths and smiled, and the charming voice in the curtain said: "The slave's family went back to Zuiyuelou to burn incense and wait for the son."

The carriage turned around and walked away slowly.

Back in the hall, Hengwen and Tianshu gathered together to look at the sweet note. Hengwen raised his head and said to me: "This said, please go to the drunk moon floor for tea in the evening. The fragrance is so strong, it was the one who threw the handkerchief yesterday."

Ben Xianjun nodded by default, took the pink paper from the hands of him and put it in his arms.

Both Hengwen and Tianshu looked at me, and Hengwen said: "Are you going?" I yawned and said, "Go to take a nap."

Tianshu went back to his room to take a nap. Hengwen followed me. I walked step by step. When I reached the door of his room, I pushed open the doorway for him: "Sleep." Hengwen entered the room with a cry, and I turned back to the room and looked at the empty room. The bed sighed and was about to close the door, but Hengwen stepped in from outside.

I said softly: "Why not go to sleep?"

Hengwen blinked and ran to the bed, sitting on the bed and grinning: "I think this bed is more comfortable than in my room."

At this time, I was like a dumpling stuffed in the pot, it was fried and stuffy, and it was very uncomfortable. I can only say: "If you like this room, I will change it with you. You will live in this room from noon today. I will go to your room to sleep."

Hengwen was pulling off the quilt and rubbing against the bed, and said sideways: "Why, can't a bed sleep both of us? I can take you to sleep in this room."

I rubbed my forehead and said: "Sleeping on a bed is always a little squeezed. You sleep well." Turning to go out. Hear the sound of Hengwen getting out of bed behind him. Hengwen said behind me: "I know, you don't like sleeping with me."

I turned around to see that he had a frustrated face and tolerated a little, but said nothing.

Hengwen lowered his head and said, "I know, I won't noisy you anymore, I'll go back to bed." The quilt was pushed into the bed, and my head went out. I looked at him. The fire posted on the frying pan was extremely prosperous, and the hot oil was rolling, making my heart, liver, spleen and lungs fried.

I closed the door and sat at the table, drank two cups of tea, and took out the gauze of Qingxian girl and looked at it repeatedly. Can this fairy tree, thousands of years old, really bloom peach blossoms?

As the sky neared dusk, Ben Xianjun changed a new tunic and fragrant with two sleeves. Heng Wen led a group of children into the courtyard to play, betting on chess pieces to discuss winning or losing. Tianshu was guarding a piece of inkstone and a pen as a military supervisor. He painted ink on the face of the losing person. With a painted face. I instructed Xiao Zuo and the maidservant. I did n’t eat at home in the evening. I might come back late to take care of the young masters. I walked out. Tianshu and Hengwen were having fun. Tianshu put down his pen and ran and said, "Are you going out?" "I said:" Yes, something. "Tianshu snorted and asked nothing more. Hengwen looked at me sideways, his eyes blinked, and he went down again.