The promotion of the eighty lucky concubine

Chapter 118 Thinking about it carefully, he has a lot to say, but it doesn't always match up.

Situ Zheng rubbed the back of his head, "Yunyao, I'm fine."

Just now, didn't you say that you didn't know each other?
The woman smiled angrily. In fact, Situ Zheng had many things that were wrong, and he couldn't pursue it, and it would make him feel uncomfortable to pursue it.

In the past two years, the ancient town has developed rapidly.

Especially with the opening of the east and west tourist lines, coupled with the promotion of An Yunyao not long ago, Camellia Town is no longer the simple Camellia Town in the past.

There are many tourists from other places, some from other provinces and some from abroad.

In fact, everything will change, just like the old self has long since ceased to exist.

"Yun Yao."

Taking advantage of An Yunyao's absence, Situ Zheng had already taken off his doll clothes and returned to his handsome appearance.

"Let's take Erha, let's go out for a walk?"

For some reason, An Yunyao unexpectedly chose to agree.

Of course, Situ Zheng chose to cherish this hard-won opportunity. He took the initiative to hug Erha, although Erha is thin and small compared to other children.

"Shu millet."

Erha was very envious when he saw a neighbor’s child riding on his father’s neck when he was young. Now that he has a handsome sorghum in front of his mother all day long, he also thinks, like an ordinary child.

"……you can……"

Probably father-son induction.

Erha didn't need to explain anything, Situ Zheng directly put Erha on his neck, "Is it comfortable to sit like this?"

The field of vision suddenly became very wide and high, and I was a little dizzy.

"Sit still." An Yunyao held Erha's calf, lest he fall off.

"Mother."

Generally, in the world of children, if a strange man is nice to his mother, if his mother has a good impression, he will be hostile.

But in Erha, it's the exact opposite.

It's like what An Dalang thinks - he is sensible.

Situ Zheng didn't dare to think, if Erha is really his child, then those years he missed...

"I haven't been back for a long time." Situ Zheng suddenly stopped beside the stone bridge, "Would you like to take the boat with me?"

An Yun looked at the past from a distance, and the moat seemed to be separated by a thousand years.

"it is good."

Erha is so big, he has never been in a boat yet!

That's it.

Clear up all previous suspicions.

Feelings are not like that.

If one party pays and the other party does not respond, it will not last long.

"Boss." The grandfather of the boatman spoke the Nanhu dialect of the early years, "Are you taking a one-way or two-way trip?"

"One way." This is not because of the price, but because it is convenient to walk around when you come back.

"Yes, one way."

When boarding the deck, the boat shook a little, and the helper behind said: "The road conditions are a bit unstable, brother needs to hold sister's hand."

It was just something that was said casually, and An Yunyao and Situ Zheng blushed with embarrassment.

"Yunyao." Situ Zheng freed up a hand, "Come on, hold me tight."

An Yunyao blushed, and put her little hand in Situ Zheng's.

Almost, the feeling of being shocked by electricity.

An Yunyao rejoiced with the sound of water flowing beside her ears—the water quality had just been developed, and this thousand-year-old ancient river had not been polluted yet.

Accompanied by the swinging of the boatman and the singing of the boat coming from the opposite side, Situ Zheng also inexplicably hummed the love song he had learned to An Yunyao during the Qin Dynasty.

"Auntie, why don't you go back?"

The boatman is about the same age as the old man. These Nanhu antiphonal songs are like when they were young, they once sang to their beloved girl across the mountain.

"Ma Ma." Erha popped his little head out of Situ Zheng's arms, "I want to hear you sing too."

(End of this chapter)