Provoke Evil Husband
Chapter 212
The fastest update flame burning love: mistakenly offend the devil husband!
Han Yueqiao is also feeling the impact of the surging family affection. She is very proud and arrogant, holding her head high, and accepts the guests who pass by to give her compliments and comments.
The elder sister who drove the elevator said that Han Yueqiao was already happy: your sister is very lucky. Having a beautiful daughter is like coming out of TV. If I were you, I would laugh to death at night.
"Mm-hmm. I'm laughing. I'm laughing." Han Yueqiao said yes with a smile.
Mu wennuan pulled her mother's sleeve with shame, and said with a low smile: "Mom, do you understand what Zhouzhuang said?"
"I don't know, but I can guess."
Han Yueqiao laughed like he drank bee excrement.
Out of the hotel, Han Yueqiao magically picked up a route map of Zhouzhuang scenic spots from his bag, unfolded it, and pointed out: "go along this road, enter the memorial archway, and turn left to the commercial street. Warm, in the morning, we will go shopping and see some ancient houses. In the afternoon, we will take a boat to visit Zhouzhuang. In the evening, we will eat delicious food, drink tea and watch the night scene. What do you think of my mother's arrangement? "
Mu wennuan chuckled: "I mean, no problem."
"OK, let's go."
? Zhouzhuang Town is located 38 kilometers southeast of Suzhou city. Zhouzhuang is surrounded by water on all sides. The narrow but clear river passes through the middle of the town in the shape of a well. Some people call Zhouzhuang Zeguo, some say Zhouzhuang is a water park, some say Zhouzhuang is China's Venice. Small bridge and flowing water are the characteristics of Zhouzhuang. Almost every family has its own wharf. Mu Nuan Nuan came to Jiangnan Water Town for the first time. Her earliest understanding of Zhouzhuang was that she had a vague concept from a painting "memories of hometown" by artist Chen Yifei. At that time, she only felt that the painting was beautiful, and there was an indescribable poetic flavor in it: the hazy sky, the flying bridge, the boat driver in a scarf and apron
Today, she came to this place. Mu wennuan felt unreal. For a moment, she didn't know whether she was in a dream or in a painting! Along the wet and slightly greasy stone path, the tourists are surrounded by a surge of people. The sky seems to be a hole, the rain keeps leaking, in the weaving stream of people, the umbrella in hand is a burden, bathe warm more nature to accept it. There are commercial streets on both sides, and there are a wide range of goods in the shops: hand-made embroidery, batik home-made cloth, and exquisite trinkets
After crossing Shuangqiao and seeing the famous Zhangjia courtyard, the mother and daughter rolled forward with the crowd and entered Shen's house.
Shen's house is the descendant of Shen Wanshan, a famous businessman in the early Ming Dynasty. In 1742, it was built in Zhouzhuang, the hometown of the Qing Dynasty. It is full of checkered windows, happy horse building and carved beams. After so many years, the descendants of Shen's family who have lived here are like the yellow crane. They can't study it. However, this old house has survived for two years Three hundred years of wind and rain erosion, although the walls are mottled, and the house is filled with a strong smell of mildew, mu wennuan feels that it is like a living fossil, showing the epitome of an era in front of people, conveying the unique flavor of that era
In front of a statue, Han Yueqiao instigated mu wennuan: "daughter, you also throw a few coins to try your fortune this year."
The statue is Shen Wanshan. The old man was solemn and solemn, like a door god. There is a big treasure pot before the statue. The basin is carved by a stone, with a dragon and phoenix pattern and a "water moon essence" inscribed on it. Tourists are throwing money in one after another. The tour guide said that whoever can throw money into the basin will get rich this year.
Mu wennuan threw it several times, trying to win a good prize, but the coin didn't want to stay in the shallow bottom of the basin, and jumped out all the time.
"Miss, you have to throw it like this."
A voice, from behind.
Mu wennuan looked back and saw a tall young man standing behind him. Shiny bald head, a huge sunglasses, to cover most of the face, lips, is a circle of black and dense beard. The red lips, like a petal falling into the black hole, are struggling with every word he utters.
Mu wennuan exclaimed and laughed at his sudden imagination.
Mu wennuan ignored him and continued to throw his own.
The young man went forward, stood beside mu wennuan, grabbed a few coins from his companion's hand, leaned slightly, stretched out his hand and raised it. With three local voices, the three coins fell into the cornucopia honestly.
Mu can't help looking at him.
"You should be like this, lower down," said the man. He leaned forward and grabbed her little hand as an example: "don't be too strong when you throw the coin. Take it easy. The center of gravity of the whole body should be on the wrist... "
With a local voice, the coins were obediently put into the cornucopia.
"Wow, little brother, you are really tough."
Han Yueqiao clapped his hands beside him.
Mu wennuan pushed away the abrupt man angrily and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to throw it away."
The man said, "if I instruct you a few more times, I will make sure that you can accurately drop the coin into the cornucopia every time in the future."
"No need."
Mu wennuan turns around and goes.
She found that this Batman like man always has a familiar charm in his actions, as well as his voice. Mu wennuan also feels a little familiar with him.
But this discovery was quickly rejected by mu wennuan himself. How can you meet an acquaintance in Zhouzhuang, far from home?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Han Yueqiao repeatedly apologizes with humanity, and after that, he goes away with mu wennuan.
After lunch in a farmhouse with a certain rich water flavor, mu wennuan proposed with great interest: "Mom, let's go by boat?"
According to Han Yueqiao's prior arrangement, he should go back to the hotel to have a rest and have an encounter at the door of the hotel. Han Yueqiao hesitated and said, "don't we go back to the hotel at noon?"
Sitting in front of the window near the river, listening to the sound of the wooden sculls, mu wennuan, with a teacup in his hand, said with a smile, "what a pity to have a rest at such a good time? Mom, you can have a rest anytime. You can sleep enough when you get home. "
"But... But your body..."
Han Yueqiao is worried that the warm proposal has disrupted his plan, making it impossible for the situation to happen in time and breaking the chain.
"My body is OK," Mu wennuan stood up and dragged Han Yueqiao: "Mom, don't worry, I can still bear this amount of activity. Let's go, mom. It's the best time to take a boat at noon. There are not many tourists and the river is not crowded. Besides, you can have a rest on the boat. "
Han Yueqiao admitted that mu wennuan was right, but she had to pick out the thorn: "it's too hot at noon, I'm afraid you'll get heatstroke."
"I'm not so delicate," Mu wennuan patted her bag. "There are Rendan, shidishui and Zhengqi water at the head. They escort me. No problem."
Han Yueqiao couldn't find any other reason, so she had to agree. Before she got up and left, she went to the bathroom with her mobile phone.
Mu wennuan joked behind her: "Mom, you have to take your mobile phone when you go to the bathroom. Why? What private words do you have to say behind my back?"
"Dead girl, make fun of your mother." Han Yueqiao raised her hand in a warm demonstration.
Out of the bathroom, Han Yueqiao said with ease: "listen to you. Go down the river and take a boat."
Mother and daughter got on the boat with each other.
Mu wennuan is the first time to get on such a boat, curious and become very happy.
This is the legendary wupeng boat, right? Although the wooden boat doesn't look so old, the action of rowing is still based on the ancient traces. Most of the rowers are women. They are rowing and singing songs. Although they don't understand, the melodious songs are really intoxicating.
Han Yueqiao is also feeling the impact of the surging family affection. She is very proud and arrogant, holding her head high, and accepts the guests who pass by to give her compliments and comments.
The elder sister who drove the elevator said that Han Yueqiao was already happy: your sister is very lucky. Having a beautiful daughter is like coming out of TV. If I were you, I would laugh to death at night.
"Mm-hmm. I'm laughing. I'm laughing." Han Yueqiao said yes with a smile.
Mu wennuan pulled her mother's sleeve with shame, and said with a low smile: "Mom, do you understand what Zhouzhuang said?"
"I don't know, but I can guess."
Han Yueqiao laughed like he drank bee excrement.
Out of the hotel, Han Yueqiao magically picked up a route map of Zhouzhuang scenic spots from his bag, unfolded it, and pointed out: "go along this road, enter the memorial archway, and turn left to the commercial street. Warm, in the morning, we will go shopping and see some ancient houses. In the afternoon, we will take a boat to visit Zhouzhuang. In the evening, we will eat delicious food, drink tea and watch the night scene. What do you think of my mother's arrangement? "
Mu wennuan chuckled: "I mean, no problem."
"OK, let's go."
? Zhouzhuang Town is located 38 kilometers southeast of Suzhou city. Zhouzhuang is surrounded by water on all sides. The narrow but clear river passes through the middle of the town in the shape of a well. Some people call Zhouzhuang Zeguo, some say Zhouzhuang is a water park, some say Zhouzhuang is China's Venice. Small bridge and flowing water are the characteristics of Zhouzhuang. Almost every family has its own wharf. Mu Nuan Nuan came to Jiangnan Water Town for the first time. Her earliest understanding of Zhouzhuang was that she had a vague concept from a painting "memories of hometown" by artist Chen Yifei. At that time, she only felt that the painting was beautiful, and there was an indescribable poetic flavor in it: the hazy sky, the flying bridge, the boat driver in a scarf and apron
Today, she came to this place. Mu wennuan felt unreal. For a moment, she didn't know whether she was in a dream or in a painting! Along the wet and slightly greasy stone path, the tourists are surrounded by a surge of people. The sky seems to be a hole, the rain keeps leaking, in the weaving stream of people, the umbrella in hand is a burden, bathe warm more nature to accept it. There are commercial streets on both sides, and there are a wide range of goods in the shops: hand-made embroidery, batik home-made cloth, and exquisite trinkets
After crossing Shuangqiao and seeing the famous Zhangjia courtyard, the mother and daughter rolled forward with the crowd and entered Shen's house.
Shen's house is the descendant of Shen Wanshan, a famous businessman in the early Ming Dynasty. In 1742, it was built in Zhouzhuang, the hometown of the Qing Dynasty. It is full of checkered windows, happy horse building and carved beams. After so many years, the descendants of Shen's family who have lived here are like the yellow crane. They can't study it. However, this old house has survived for two years Three hundred years of wind and rain erosion, although the walls are mottled, and the house is filled with a strong smell of mildew, mu wennuan feels that it is like a living fossil, showing the epitome of an era in front of people, conveying the unique flavor of that era
In front of a statue, Han Yueqiao instigated mu wennuan: "daughter, you also throw a few coins to try your fortune this year."
The statue is Shen Wanshan. The old man was solemn and solemn, like a door god. There is a big treasure pot before the statue. The basin is carved by a stone, with a dragon and phoenix pattern and a "water moon essence" inscribed on it. Tourists are throwing money in one after another. The tour guide said that whoever can throw money into the basin will get rich this year.
Mu wennuan threw it several times, trying to win a good prize, but the coin didn't want to stay in the shallow bottom of the basin, and jumped out all the time.
"Miss, you have to throw it like this."
A voice, from behind.
Mu wennuan looked back and saw a tall young man standing behind him. Shiny bald head, a huge sunglasses, to cover most of the face, lips, is a circle of black and dense beard. The red lips, like a petal falling into the black hole, are struggling with every word he utters.
Mu wennuan exclaimed and laughed at his sudden imagination.
Mu wennuan ignored him and continued to throw his own.
The young man went forward, stood beside mu wennuan, grabbed a few coins from his companion's hand, leaned slightly, stretched out his hand and raised it. With three local voices, the three coins fell into the cornucopia honestly.
Mu can't help looking at him.
"You should be like this, lower down," said the man. He leaned forward and grabbed her little hand as an example: "don't be too strong when you throw the coin. Take it easy. The center of gravity of the whole body should be on the wrist... "
With a local voice, the coins were obediently put into the cornucopia.
"Wow, little brother, you are really tough."
Han Yueqiao clapped his hands beside him.
Mu wennuan pushed away the abrupt man angrily and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to throw it away."
The man said, "if I instruct you a few more times, I will make sure that you can accurately drop the coin into the cornucopia every time in the future."
"No need."
Mu wennuan turns around and goes.
She found that this Batman like man always has a familiar charm in his actions, as well as his voice. Mu wennuan also feels a little familiar with him.
But this discovery was quickly rejected by mu wennuan himself. How can you meet an acquaintance in Zhouzhuang, far from home?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Han Yueqiao repeatedly apologizes with humanity, and after that, he goes away with mu wennuan.
After lunch in a farmhouse with a certain rich water flavor, mu wennuan proposed with great interest: "Mom, let's go by boat?"
According to Han Yueqiao's prior arrangement, he should go back to the hotel to have a rest and have an encounter at the door of the hotel. Han Yueqiao hesitated and said, "don't we go back to the hotel at noon?"
Sitting in front of the window near the river, listening to the sound of the wooden sculls, mu wennuan, with a teacup in his hand, said with a smile, "what a pity to have a rest at such a good time? Mom, you can have a rest anytime. You can sleep enough when you get home. "
"But... But your body..."
Han Yueqiao is worried that the warm proposal has disrupted his plan, making it impossible for the situation to happen in time and breaking the chain.
"My body is OK," Mu wennuan stood up and dragged Han Yueqiao: "Mom, don't worry, I can still bear this amount of activity. Let's go, mom. It's the best time to take a boat at noon. There are not many tourists and the river is not crowded. Besides, you can have a rest on the boat. "
Han Yueqiao admitted that mu wennuan was right, but she had to pick out the thorn: "it's too hot at noon, I'm afraid you'll get heatstroke."
"I'm not so delicate," Mu wennuan patted her bag. "There are Rendan, shidishui and Zhengqi water at the head. They escort me. No problem."
Han Yueqiao couldn't find any other reason, so she had to agree. Before she got up and left, she went to the bathroom with her mobile phone.
Mu wennuan joked behind her: "Mom, you have to take your mobile phone when you go to the bathroom. Why? What private words do you have to say behind my back?"
"Dead girl, make fun of your mother." Han Yueqiao raised her hand in a warm demonstration.
Out of the bathroom, Han Yueqiao said with ease: "listen to you. Go down the river and take a boat."
Mother and daughter got on the boat with each other.
Mu wennuan is the first time to get on such a boat, curious and become very happy.
This is the legendary wupeng boat, right? Although the wooden boat doesn't look so old, the action of rowing is still based on the ancient traces. Most of the rowers are women. They are rowing and singing songs. Although they don't understand, the melodious songs are really intoxicating.
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