Jun Jiuling

Ning Yunyan, who is located in the north, wants to see the lanterns of Yangcheng.

But she can't go, which makes her angry.

"The lanterns in our town are also very good-looking, so far so cold, why bother to go to Yangcheng." Mrs. Ningda and her sister said, caressing her daughter's head.

Ning Yunyan twisted his body.

"I just can't swallow this breath," she said.

Everyone in the North Reunion family declined this year's invitation from relatives and friends to go to Yangcheng to see the lanterns, and the news that Fangjia had to run the Lantern Festival and make the first prize of the next two thousand silvers was also heard.

Ning Da’s wife smiled.

"Why fight the grass worms for spring and autumn," she said, laughing on her face, but her eyes were a bit chilly. "Your brother is right, for the time being, to let everyone see their frivolity. As for getting them to learn, it is not here." For a while, the days will be long."

Hearing is the meaning of his brother, Ning Yunyan's look is a lot softer, and the days will be long, and her brother will definitely vent her, she nodded skillfully.

"What about my brother? Will you go to the town to see the lights with us?" she asked again.

Mrs. Ningda shook her head.

"Your brother went out and visited a few of his classmates to visit Mr. Enlighten, and he couldn't come back that day," she said.

The Chinese New Year is when the family and friends are moving around, especially the second uncle family. This year, there are a lot of relatives and friends at home. My brother is avoiding it at this time. It must be because the price is higher than the red card of the Qinglou.

That's right, the sentence was not only spread in Yangcheng, but now the North has also known, and those friends and relatives must know.

Ning Yunyan lowered his head and held the handkerchief.

Jun Hao, the days are long, you are waiting for you.

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The Lantern Festival is just a blink of an eye.

Fang Jia's three young ladies were put on new clothes, and Fang Chengyu, who was wearing a new coat and wrapped in a thick cloak, came out.

Mrs. Fang Dawei still worried that she would go to Fang Chengyu’s arms.

"Mother, there is already one, there is a foot stove under the feet, there is a stove on the car." Fang Jinxiu said.

"It’s cold in the evening." Mrs. Fang Da touched Fang Chengyu's hand again and again, feeling warm and only relieved.

Cheng Yu is different from everyone else. His meridians lose blood and are more afraid of cold than others.

Of course, this is not said.

Fang Chengyu smiles with his mother.

"Do not have to go too far, the street in front of us is." Mrs. Fang said.

In the past, the lanterns undertaken by the Fangjia occupied the most prominent place in Yangcheng, Huocheng Temple Street, but this year, Fang Fangyu had a street, which was the front of the door, and it was more than the Temple of Fire Temple. More lively.

There is only one car in front of the second door. When you go to the temple, you have to go to the Temple of Fire. The girls have to take the bus. This year, they only need to take the bus in front of the door.

This car is only for Fang Chengyu.

A few small scorpions took Fang Chengyu to the car, and Mrs. Fang personally sat down to accompany him.

"Okay." Mrs. Fang looked at her eyes.

Three granddaughters stood by her side, then two shackles of Yuan and Su, standing a little farther and her hoe.

At first glance, the red, green, and green jewels are shining, but there are no men.

"Open the door, let's go to the lights." Mrs. Fang took back her eyes and lifted her foot.

The servants of Lin Li immediately responded, and a few small rushes pushed the door away.

The lights outside the door rushed in, and the buzzing sounds began.

"It came out."

The door was crowded with people. As the door of the Fang family opened, everyone looked around and attracted people.

The young master of the Fang family has not been out of the house for ten years. For Yangcheng people, he is only a person who lives in the gossip.

"There is money, how about money? The square house has money, it is not young to die."

Today, the blind man is going to go out and enjoy the lights. Many people are vying to see the true face of this blind man.

The people of this scene have already thought that although this scene is somewhat ironic, Mrs. Fang still looks calm and calm.

"Oh, it’s really a dead man." Liu said with a grin. "Miss, let's go back."

Miss Jun smiled and didn't talk or move, her eyes swept over these people.

The front door was not blocked by the public. The family’s family kept the crowd on both sides. In addition to the family, there were a group of gorgeous men and women waiting to see the old lady and so on. Everyone was surrounded.

"This is the shopkeeper of the ticket number." Miss Jun whispered.

Liu Ye cares about this, but she is a responsible gimmick, and immediately turned to ask other servants.

"Yes." The servants of Shantou replied.

Miss Jun’s eyes fell on an old man who had stood in front of the old lady’s respectful salute. The other treasurers stood behind him, apparently respecting him.

"That is the boss of Song Da." Shantou said, "It was the old man left by the old lady."

The boss of Song Da is the average age of Mrs. Fang, and Miss Jun saw the old lady face the smile of the big shopkeeper, and reached out to hold an elderly woman who followed the boss of Song Da.

It seems that the relationship is very close.

Miss Jun moved her eyes and looked at the street.

There are more and more people on the street.

"I still can't walk, look at the lights or talk." Liu Er said loudly.

It was a pity that there was a noisy scene, and there were fireworks in the distance, overshadowing her voice. Fortunately, no one in the old lady was chilling with these people and stepping into the streets in the eyes of everyone.

The three sisters followed closely behind the old lady. They certainly knew that these people were watching the excitement, but the eyes of the people were nervous but not afraid.

"Second sister, the light I made is in front." Fang Jinxiu said with a smile, while pointing his fingers, he turned back and looked at the car behind him.

She wants to shout a little brother, but in the end, she swallows back.

She didn't shout, and the people around her couldn't help but shout.

"Fang Shaoye."

"Fang Shaoye."

Fang’s carriage is very luxurious, and the beautiful curtains block the people in the car. You are not looking at the car.

"How do you look at the lights?"

"Pick up the curtain."

"Fang Master, look at the lights I made."

All kinds of sincere and false words are constantly coming over.

Mrs. Fang Da, who was sitting in the car, suddenly thought of the story of the beautiful man being seen dead. Compared with Wei Wei Fang Chengyu, his body is weaker, and these people are not to appreciate the beauty.

"The car is going faster." Mrs. Fangda could not help but urge.

Fang Chengyu reached for the curtain.

This action was too sudden, and Mrs. Fang’s voice was lost, and the swaying of the curtain outside was a noisy encounter.

"Chengyu." Mrs. Fangda reached out and held the curtain, and she could not bear it.

She really can't bear to see her son being used as a plaything.

Fang Chengyu’s hand holding the curtain did not loosen.

"Mother, I didn't do anything wrong," he said. "I don't feel shameful."

Yes, he is not wrong, why can't he see people, why is he afraid of seeing people, why can't he just appear in front of people.

Mrs. Fang looked at him for a moment and pulled the curtain on the other side.

"Well, Chengyu, look at the lights," she said softly.

Fang Chengyu smiled at his mother.

At this point they have already walked to the first floor of the street, this is a light building, with ninety-nine enamel crystal clear glazed lights hanging on both sides, with the axis rotating, radiant.

Everyone’s line of sight was concentrated on the car at this time, and the car curtain was pulled open to reveal the teenager wrapped in a black cloak. His face was whiter against the black cloak, but the glare of the lamp stand Next, it has become brilliant again.

The people around him only felt that all the light was condensed on the face of the young man, and they stayed for a moment.

This scorpion is not only as ugly as everyone thinks, but a jade.

But such a jade person is going to die this year.

"what a shame."

Everyone said at the same time.