Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 103

At this moment, she seemed to radiate a kind of light, inexplicable.

Qian Wanjin was gazing at her, and for a while he was unable to return to his mind, only to feel that a certain part of the heart cavity was beating fiercely. He couldn't tell the feeling, like ... the excitement of Qi Feng's opponent.

And she is not his opponent, she is his partner.

This made him feel more difficult to hold himself.

I wanted to hug her for a few laps, shouting with a throat.

He just didn't wait for him to move. He took the girl one step away with both hands.

Qian Wanjin, "..." The man lying in the tank, did the detection radar? He knows everything he wants!

It's like having a wicked heart, but he doesn't like having a wicked heart with this guy at all!

"Sheng Sheng is going to take a nap." The indifferent teenager said more indifferently than his face.

In a nutshell, you can get away.

Get off your sister!

At the door, Rhubarb rushed to the carriage as expected, and looking into the yard, he saw his own boy covering his heart, staring reluctantly at the boy sitting opposite, soaring resentment.

"Master, the younger is here to meet you, shall we leave now?"

"Hurry up! Grandpa's vegetables haven't been brought yet!" Qian Wanjin hummed back to the room and helped grandma pick vegetables!

Rhubarb hurriedly followed, lest he be used as a punching bag again.

Wife, can't provoke easily.

After the two had disappeared, Liu Yusheng looked up helplessly, and squeezed the young man's cheeks with both hands and pulled them to the sides. "You're angry at him again."

"It's time." The boy looked up at the sky and signaled the hour.

"It's not bad for this meeting, Xiao Dong's family is about to leave, we always have to deliver, this is the way of hospitality. Besides, he is not a guest at home, but a friend." Because he is a friend, and she sees Qian Wanjin Sincerely treat the Liu family, so they finally took out the two bottles of potion.

Be regarded as a feedback to him.

The boy tilted her head and looked at her for a while, her eyes were so dark that she couldn't see through, and then asked, "What about me?"

Liu Yusheng stunned and understood the meaning of the boy. Qian Wanjin was a guest and friend, so he often appeared in Liu's family and was able to mingle with his family.

What about him? What is he staying here?

"You are a family." Seriously, solemnly, Liu Yusheng looked into his eyes, and spoke word by word.

If the breeze smiled, it slowly spread on the young man's face, and wiped away the dust in his eyes, shining bright stars.

He is very happy.

Qian Wanjin left with a basket of vegetables and two bottles of potion.

Before leaving, I was tired with the two elderly people at home for a while, and coquettishly made several requirements, which will be fulfilled when I come next time.

It's all about eating.

There is one guy in the family who can chant anytime, anywhere, and it seems to be cleaned up all at once.

For this, Mrs. Liu sighed several times. Just as Liu Yusheng figured out how to coax her old lady, the old lady turned her head and held the soles of the shoes cheerfully to go out and discuss the appearance with the old sisters.

"I found out that the family went from small to old and old, and their self-healing ability was this." Liu Yusheng couldn't help but cry with a thumb.

It's a type that doesn't need people to worry.

She was so cute that she wanted to hug the old lady.

Asiu pouted and smiled, his smile was clean and soft, "That's good."

Grandma has always been so happy, everyone in the family has been so happy, and Sheng Sheng laughs every day.

He likes to see her without worrying and worrying.

Not long after the spring plowing, Qingming came in an instant.

During the ancestor sacrifice season, the heavenly man responded to the scene, and the drizzle continued for a few days, rendering the clear and light sadness to the extreme.

Because it was a big festival, the town academy took a special two-day vacation, and the students returned home to worship their ancestors.

The first thing Liu Zhixia and the Liu Zhiqiu brothers did when they came home was to make a few laps around Asiu, with excitement and pity, except that he did not feel disgusted and disgusted with his half burned face.

When they were in the academy, Qian Wanjin visited a few times, and told the family things long ago. He did not forget to mention Asho. They knew about Asho.

"Just come back." Liu Zhixia gave Asou a light fist to express his mood.

Liu Zhiqiu scratched his head, and wanted to **** A Xi's shoulders and snorted, but only saw the people, but he couldn't speak.

Asho is now quieter and more indifferent than before. Because I have experienced too much.

And they can talk to him, but it is all the time. How dare you talk?

During that time, there was Asher's deepest pain.

For three years, the two brothers also reached the age of eleven. Because they had a good head and feet, they were half taller than Asiu, and their bodies were stronger. Finally, Liu Zhiqiu patted his breasts. Xiu, have you seen my physique? It is the strongest and the strongest in the whole academy. I will cover you in the future! "

Liu Yusheng pouted and chuckled beside him, the second brother still had such a tense temperament, just like the second uncle. Really say hood, where can I get him? He and his elder brother are not rivals of elder brother Xiu.

On the fifth day of April, the Liu family had prepared for ancestor worship early in the morning, pig heads, chickens and ducks, sake, incense paper money, and so on. Liu Daliu was responsible for starting the basket, and the family followed closely, stepping on the mud. Xiaolu worshipped the ancestors of the Liu family.

Fortunately, the rain stopped in the morning, otherwise the road would be more difficult.

The ground was strewn with paper money ingots, and the air was full of the smell of burning candles.

Asiu doesn't seem to understand this, but only knows how to follow and walks next to Liu Yusheng, learning her movements or kneeling or worshiping, lighting candles, inserting incense, and burning paper money.

After finishing the round, it was noon. Liu Zhiqiu was so tired that he sat on the ground with his buttocks, "My shoes are all mud shoes. I can't move anymore."

Father Liu's palm fan slaps in the back of his head, "The strange man said that the useless is a scholar! What is the use of ink in a stomach? Climbing a mountain to worship the ancestors is like this! Nothing! Hurry up to follow, there is no land go with!"

"No, grandpa, haven't we finished worship? I remember the ancestors and graves in the family, don't bluff me!"

There was another note on the back of the head, this time Mrs. Liu, "If you want to keep up, keep up! There are so many words, begging you!"

Liu Zhiqiu hung weakly on his eldest brother, shaking his head and yelling, "Our boys are all grass, all grass ..."

Liu Zhixia shook his shoulders, walked two steps to the front, and ignored them.

A group of people walked around the village's more concentrated cemetery, followed the path and turned behind the hillside. At a glance, they saw a small grave bag standing not far from the foot of the mountain.

A separate one without tombstones.

Sitting alone there, in such a festival, there is sadness and sadness.

"Asiu, come and kneel."

(End of this chapter)