My Wife Is Demon Sect Leader

My Wife Is Demon Sect Leader Chapter 117

2022-01-16

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The night sky is more deep and blue against the white earth , The moonlight is cold, and the trembling feeling is like a gravel, as if it hit the bottom of the heart of a lake, gently rippling.

Zhou Xianming was sitting at home, holding a pen in his hand, looking at the book in front of him, breathing heavily, his brows furrowed and stretched, as if he was thinking about something.

Around him, there seemed to be a faint white aura floating around, blending into the faint candlelight.

“dong dong!”

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it!?"

Hearing this voice, Zhou Xianming was shivered, and then he muttered in his heart: Impossible, absolutely impossible is that black clothed person, every time he comes I never knocked on the door. Could it be Doctor Xiao An and Mister Li, but they came to give me winter clothes and left.

Zhou Xianming walked cautiously to the door, then glanced through the crack of the door , which opened the door.

A beautiful little maid in a pleated skirt stood at the door, holding a box of cakes in her hand.

“This is you?”

Zhou Xianming recognized this maid as Liyue’s close-knit maid.

The maid covered her mouth lightly said with a smile: "my family's lady said it, many thanks to the words sent by Mister Zhou, the writing is excellent, she asked me to bring it to you."

"It turned out to be sent by Miss Liyue."

Zhou Xianming's eyes showed a hint of joy when he heard this, and then he hurriedly took the pastry box.

"Miss also said that the new year is approaching, and the weather is getting colder and colder, so Mister Zhou pays attention to her body."

The little maid blinked and said with a smile: "This is my family's lady herself. Mister Zhou is lucky."

"Thank you for taking me back to your lady."

Zhou Xianming heard this, Elated in his heart, he said, "Young lady, wait for me for a moment."

With that, Zhou Xianming hurriedly ran towards the house and came out after a while, holding a post in his hand, " This is a new word I wrote, and you can give it to your lady."

"Okay, I know, I will say goodbye first."

The little maid took the post, I bowed and left.

Watching the back of the little maid leave and looking at the pastry in her hand, Zhou Xianming couldn't help laughing, "Sure enough, Miss Liyue still appreciates my scholar who is brimming over with talent."

Xingping thirteen years, the twelfth lunar month thirty.

In the early morning, before dawn, a series of 'crackle' firecrackers could be heard, so frightened, the little black boy rolled down from Tan Yun's boots and then barked at the door. stand up.

"Wooof! Woof-woo!"

"pa!"

At this moment, a boot fiercely smashed over, little black boy ao wu stopped calling after a couple of times, and looked innocently at the beautiful woman lying on the bed with big eyes.

"Tan Yun, get up soon."

An Jing's voice came from outside the door.

"Uncle, did you wake up so early today?"

Tan Yun quickly put on a red jacket and put on his shoes and socks when he heard this.

An Jing looked at Tan Yun in front of him, his eyes lit up: "Put on new clothes, everyone is more energetic."

"Of course, as the saying goes Well, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles."

Tan Yun smiled and said: "Master, if you have money, can I change new clothes every day?"

An Jing opened her mouth and said, "You try to make money from me every day, shouldn't you be self-reliant?"

If it is an ordinary doctor, in fact, it should be very rich, but the price of medicine in Aiding World Hall is very high. It is not expensive, and when purchasing herbs from medicinal farmers and Orion, there is no price pressure, so the profit is not high.

And the running water expenses on Aiding World Hall were managed by Zhao Qingmei later, and An Jing only charged some consultation fees when she went out for consultation.

If you meet a wealthy family, you can save a little for the large amount of medical expenses.

Even if he left some, he was extorted away by Li Fuzhou.

Thinking of this, An Jing couldn't help but slander: If there is a chance to see Li Fuzhou in the future, he will definitely let him spit out both principal and interest.

If Li Fuzhou knew what An Jing was thinking, he would definitely fight for himself, and the old man wouldn't look down on the few steel rods in your pocket, and he didn't spend a penny

Tan Yun pouted and said: "Uncle, look at what you said, as a maid, I'm not going to be self-reliant now?"

"Don't worry, uncle is rich, I will not forget it. You, if a penny is broken in half, it will be divided into half."

An Jing coughed twice and handed over the peach branch in her hand, "This is a freshly broken peach branch, you have eaten breakfast. Just use it to exorcise evil spirits, and I will post Spring Festival couplets and door gods in a while."

Tan Yun took the peach branch, waved it twice, and said, "I know, I'll go eat now. ."

I'm going to eat now.

An Jing raised her brows, shouldn't the focus be on eating and working, thinking about how busy he is, he didn't either. What to say, looked towards the lobby and walked away.

At the moment, Zhao Qingmei is playing with the brush and ink on the table. He is also wearing a red fur robe. He has painted light makeup, which makes his delicate face more soft and moving.

Seeing An Jing coming, Zhao Qingmei set up the inkstone and said with a smile: "Husband, this couplet will be written by the Third Master. Let it dry for a while and then post it."

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"Third Master?"

An Jing muttered subconsciously when she heard this.

Li Fuzhou? !

That won't work!

He is the Demon Sect Sect Master. If the handwriting is recognized one day later, it will be troublesome. Although this probability is very small, as a careful person, it must be guarded.

It's only been seven months since it's been fully counted, and absolutely nothing can go wrong during this time.

“His handwriting is excellent.” Zhao Qingmei saw that An Jing was not speaking, so he continued: “He wrote the couplets at home last year.”

“This is It's such a trivial matter, so I don't bother Third Master anymore. Didn't he go and call Mister Zhou? It's too late when he comes back." An Jing smiled and said: "Would you like me to write it?"

"You Write?"

Zhao Qingmei said while playfully pouting: "Forget it, let me write, few people can understand what you write."

An Jing writes very casually It is sexual, and the foundation is very poor, but if you look closely, there is a unique and smart beauty. Anyway, those who like it like it very much, and those who don't like it don't like it very much.

Because the people he likes can't understand it, Han Wenxin likes his words very much, saying that his words have Immortal Qi.

Hearing this, An Jing quickly gave a thumbs up and said, "Okay, Madam's words are strong and powerful, with a super-elegant charm, and thin and clear"

Anyway, as long as it wasn't written by Li Fuzhou , anyone in the family can write.

"Stop shooting the flattery, let's eat the rice cake first, the small bowl on the table is yours."

Zhao Qingmei smiled, and the green jade pointed at An Jing's forehead .

"I see."

An Jing heard this, hummed a little song and walked quickly towards the dining hall.

The moment he walked in, he saw that Tan Yun had already sat on the table, holding a big bowl and eating big pieces, enjoying himself.

"It's dangerous."

Seeing this, An Jing couldn't help but have a cold sweat on his forehead.

If he arrives late, he won't even have a small bowl.

Thinking of this, An Jing took a deep breath, sat down and picked up the chopsticks, and when he picked up the chopsticks, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

There is little water in the clear soup in the bowl, and where there are shadows of rice cakes, obviously they all entered Tan Yun's stomach at this moment.

“Give”

Tan Yun reluctantly put half a bite of the rice cake into the An Jing bowl, and cowardly said: “I thought that bowl was mine, I'm still not full after eating, Uncle, I only took half a bite."

When she said this, her eyes were still fixed on the small half-bite of rice cake.

The winter sun is warm but not hot.

The streets were full of children playing and the sound of 'crackle' firecrackers.

An Jing stood on the stool, brushed the Spring Festival couplet with a small brush dipped in rice paste, and then pasted it against the line.

Seeing that An Jing didn't speak, Tan Yun, who was carrying the rice cereal bucket beside him, said: "Master, don't be angry, I'll make you something delicious at night."

Tan Yun thought that An Jing was angry about the rice cake just now. After all, it was too much when she thought about it.

"No, I'm not angry, I'm really not angry." Hearing this, An Jing shook her head quickly.

"Then why didn't you speak?" Tan Yun asked again.

"What is there to say about work?" The movement in An Jing's hand was paused.

"Okay."

"Go and see if Madam needs help, I'm almost here."

An Jing got out of the stool I went up and down, and then took a look at the couplets that were neatly aligned, perfect and without blemish, and nodded with satisfaction.

Tan Yun's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly towards the stove with a small wooden barrel.

At this moment, Li Fuzhou and Zhou Xianming came over from a distance and had a great conversation, talking and laughing.

The small circle of scholars always has a common language, and it is difficult for a rough person like An Jing to integrate into it.

"Dr. An, you've worked hard."

Zhou Xianming said to An Jing cupped the hands standing at the door.

"This couplet should be from Miss, right?" Li Fuzhou glanced at the couplet on the wall.

"Hey, this couplet is wonderful!"

Zhou Xianming saw the couplet on the wall, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Li Fuzhou also looked at the past and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Haolian!"

The time is good for a hundred generations, and it is new today.

Some things are not good words and sentences, but the meaning of exhibit one's feelings in one's speech, that kind of spirit makes people move.

Just from this couplet, it seems to have an extraordinary spirit.

This couplet was written by Zhao Qingmei and described by An Jing.

Next year, for An Jing, it is not as simple as a new year, the update of myriad forms is very suitable.

"Mrs. An is so bold."

Zhou Xianming couldn't help but sigh.

Li Fuzhou is also slightly disdainful. Only the Sect Lord has such a powerful spirit. This age-old country is new today, and it is also very meaningful when you think about it carefully.

"Let's go in and sit for a while, the New Year's Eve dinner will be ready soon."

An Jing was too lazy to explain, and walked towards the house with a small stool.

Speaking, the three of them walked towards the dining hall.

An Jing looked at Zhou Xianming, who was full of smiles, and said strangely: "Mister Zhou, I saw you recently refreshed, is it because of a happy event?"

Recently, Zhou Xianming rarely comes to find Li Fuzhou Goulan to listen to music, which is a bit strange. Could it be that he is really reading and writing at home behind closed doors, ready to try it?

"There is indeed a happy event." Zhou Xianming was overjoyed.

Li Fuzhou asked, "Could it be that oiran?"

The only oiran in the painting boat could make Zhou Xianming so happy.

Zhou Xianming smiled and said nothing.

An Jing saw this and secretly said in surprise: Could it be true.

This world is really wonderful, and there are always some incredible things happening.

Li Fuzhou's eyebrows slightly frowned, but then he didn't say anything.

As for the oiran in the Red Pavilion, he is very clear that it is the Peak Killer Blood Spirit Sword of the Wind and Rain Building, the Spirit Art of this person's cultivation, the more profound the cultivation base, the more life essence will be consumed faster.

While they were talking, the three of them entered the dining hall.

"Sit down first." Seeing that Zhou Xianming didn't speak any more, An Jing didn't ask any more questions.

"Master, the dishes are ready, Madam asked me to ask if you want to serve it now?"

At this moment, Tan Yun stuck his head out and asked.

"Come on, let's chat while eating."

An Jing said angrily, he didn't eat in the morning or at noon, he was already hungry and put his chest on the back back.

"Okay, I see."

Tan Yun stuck out his tongue and hurried off.

A short while later, a plate of delicious food was served by Tan Yun.

Boiled Chicken, Lantern Shrimp, Sauce Pork Knuckle, Sixi Balls, Sauce Beef, Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs, Beancurd Red Braised Pork, Steamed Crucian Carp, Carrot Corn Big Bone Soup, and two plates of vegetables.

It's full of flavors and fragrances, and the aroma is overflowing, making people drool.

"Mrs. An is not only knowledgeable and talented, but her cooking skills are also top-notch!"

Zhou Xianming couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this.

"Let's put the firecrackers first."

An Jing took out the fire stick from his chest at this time, and walked outside the door to prepare to light the firecrackers.

If you put the firecrackers out, you can eat this New Year's Eve dinner.

"xiu!"

Only a series of 'crackle' sounds are heard as the fire core is lit.

"Woooof!""woof!"

The little black boy was jumping around, very excited.

Everyone covered their ears and walked quickly into the room.

“It’s time to eat.”

An Jing hadn’t eaten for a day, and her hungry gu gu screamed.

Zhou Xianming also said with a smile: "Come on, Mister Li, Doctor An, Mrs. An, Miss Tan, today is the last day of the 13th year of Xingping, let's have a good drink."

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Li Fuzhou looked at Zhao Qingmei, who was still standing beside him, and quickly said, "Miss, come and sit down."

Zhao Qingmei nods, and then sits next to An Jing.

Tan Yun said impatiently, "Master, try it now and see how it tastes."

"Madame's cooking skills are naturally excellent."

An Jing was the first to sit down, and the bamboo chopsticks hit the pig's trotter, "It's New Year's Eve, and eating pig's trotters will give you a scratch for the coming year! These are the front hooves I bought specially."

The rest of the people also sat down, all with smiles.

Zhou Xianming shook his head and said, "Doctor An's meaning is good. The front hoof is scratched back, which means that there is no way to get in. Next year's wealth will be prosperous, which is gratifying, gratifying."

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"Mister Zhou's mouth is quite slippery."

Zhao Qingmei seemed to think of something said with a lovable smile: "Open a clinic at home, not for wealth, but for peace. ."

If Li Fuzhou felt something: "Yeah, peace is also rare."

"Young master, eat it." Tan Yun watched An Jing linger. mouth, urged.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" An Jing asked strangely.

Something is wrong with Tan Yun, so he made himself eat quickly?

"Uncle didn't eat in the morning and lunch. Am I worried about Uncle?" Tan Yun lowered his head and whispered.

"You know I didn't eat it, so I'm still a bit conscientious."

An Jing snorted lightly, and then said with a smile to the crowd: "This pig's hand is soft and glutinous, the color is pure, It must be very delicious, so I will eat it first as a tribute."

He said, he bit the pig's trotter in one bite.

But next moment, his chewing mouth suddenly froze.

"Uncle, uncle, how about you say something quickly?" Tan Yun looked at him, seeing that An Jing didn't speak, and said impatiently.

The hands of the other three who were just about to move the chopsticks also stopped and looked at An Jing strangely.

"Doctor An, isn't there something wrong with this pig's hand?" Zhou Xianming couldn't help asking.

"Ouch!"

An Jing rushed out with a stride, and spit out the meat in his mouth while holding on to the pillar at the door.

The little black boy walked over quickly, sniffed the meat that An Jing spit out, and then ran away with a look of disgust.

"Doctor An, what are you?"

Zhou Xianming's lips trembled a little when he saw this.

What's going on here! ?

Is there any poison in this dish? ?

"Uncle, are you all right?" Tan Yun saw this and stepped forward to support An Jing.

An Jing only felt a little numb in her tongue, looked towards Zhao Qingmei, "Mrs. Husband, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Zhao Qingmei covered her mouth and chuckled. , "Husband, look at what you said."

"Then this pig's hand almost cost me half my life."

An Jing pointed at the pig's hand in the bowl, all fingers were Trembling.

Bitter!

Have you ever eaten pig trotters that are more bitter than traditional Chinese medicine? !

I've eaten it.

Li Fuzhou and Zhou Xianming also looked towards the pig's hand. The pig's hand was round in color and brilliance, and there was no problem in looking at it.

"Master, this is not made by the lady, I made it."

Tan Yun whispered beside him.

"What!?"

An Jing's eyes widened when she heard this.

“so that's how it is.”

Zhou Xianming was stunned when he heard this, and then relaxed.

He thought someone was poisoning.

If this is the case, then the trouble is big.

On the other hand, Li Fuzhou looked at Tan Yun strangely. He knew very well about his own discipline. He basically never wanted to learn to do two things, one is reading and the other is cooking.

"Uncle, didn't you tell me everything?"

Tan Yun lowered his head, his two little hands intertwined, and his voice became even lower, "You said, To grab a man's heart, do you first have to grab a man's stomach?"

Zhao Qingmei's smile deepened upon hearing this.

An Jing was stunned for a moment when she recalled the pig hand just now, and then lost her voice: "I mean, if you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab a man's stomach, but I didn't say that you should grab it. Lose his stomach."

Grab his stomach.

Tan Yun was quite aggrieved, with a few flushes on his face, and said, "I didn't. I didn't, Uncle, I just want to repay you, and I simmered for two hours as the lady said."

An Jing each minding their own business drank a cup of tea, rinsed his mouth, and said: "You Are you repaying me? You are taking revenge on me."

Hearing An Jing's words, Zhao Qingmei couldn't hold back any longer, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Goose goose goose goose Goose goose."

"hahaha!""hahaha!"

Li Fuzhou and Zhou Xianming looked at each other and laughed.

Happy laughter and cheerful voices continued throughout the hall.

After a long while, An Jing looked towards Zhao Qingmei and asked, "Madam, why didn't you remind me just now?"

Zhao Qingmei raised an eyebrow and asked back: " Can you tell the difference between the dishes I make?"

An Jing: "."

Zhou Xianming said solemnly: "This pig's hand is soft and glutinous, the color is pure, I think It's best to leave it to Doctor An."

"Come on, Mister Li, let's have a drink first."

Li Fuzhou nodded with a smile and then had a drink with Zhou Xianming.

An Jing sat down and hurriedly said with a smile: "Madam, which one of them has been poisoned?"

Poisoned! ?

Tan Yun's heart suddenly filled with grievances when he heard this. It took me two hours to do this, and my uncle actually said that I was poisoned.

Zhao Qingmei lightly said with a smile: "Except for the pig's hand, I did the rest."

"That's good, let's start, just now that's just a little bit. It's just a few twists and turns, it's just like life, it's definitely sunny after wind and rain."

An Jing felt relieved when he heard this.

"Little Hei Zai, they won't eat it, you eat it!"

Tan Yun picked up the pig's hand, walked to the door panting with rage, picked up a piece and handed it to Xiao Hei Zai .

Little Hei Zai walked over, shaking his head, sticking out his tongue and licking the pig's hand, and then ran away in a hurry.

The little black boy doesn't want to eat it.

Seeing this, Tan Yun suddenly became frustrated.

"Actually, you don't need to be discouraged."

An Jing thought about it and was still comfortable: "At least this time the pig's hand is cooked, isn't it progress?"

"Yes."

Tan Yun's eyes lit up, "Uncle, what you said makes sense, maybe I can do better next time."

"Come, drink!"

An Jing heard the word 'next time', heart trembled, and turned her head quickly, looking towards Li Fuzhou and Zhou Xianming.

"Come on, Dr. An, let's go for a walk. This year has gone by really fast. You especially remember that you were alone at the beginning of the year. Now that you are married, you are about to have children."

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Zhou Xianming said with sigh: "At the beginning of the year, I was still penniless, and I used books to talk about life."

An Jing ruthless debunked: "Now a year has passed, You are still penniless."

"No, I have hope now."

Hearing An Jing's words, Zhou Xianming did not seem angry, but his eyes were full of hope.

An Jing picked up a piece of spareribs and said indifferently: "I just hope you don't get old cold legs."

"Uncle, what do you mean by this?" Li Fuzhou paused with chopsticks in his hand. asked with a smile.

An Jing put down his chopsticks and had a cup of tea with Li Fuzhou, and said, "Mister Zhou, my physique is poor, and I often get cold."

"Don't listen to Dr. An's nonsense, my physique is not bad. ."

Zhou Xianming quickly explained: "Before that black.Third Master didn't come, I seldom used the money to listen to the music, but Zhou only loves the sound of silk and bamboo, often I stood outside the painting boat and listened. At that time, my clothes were also very thin. After standing for a long time, the cold wind blew, so I often felt dizzy and eyes blurred, so I came to the clinic and let Doctor Xiao An see it. He said that I felt the cold. , it's not good to blow the cold wind every night, but after that I rarely suffer from the cold."

If you don't really like it, who would be willing to lick the dog?

"Oh? Why is that?" Li Fuzhou asked again: "Is it possible that the cold wind stopped blowing later? Did the money go into the hook?"

Zhou Xianming shook the head and said : "Doctor An said that it is not good to blow cold air, so I won't ask him later."

Li Fuzhou heard that the wine glass in his hand was shaking.

After Zhao Qingmei added a glass of wine to An Jing next to her, she couldn't help but sigh, didn't expect Zhou Xianming to be such an affectionate person.

"didn't expect you've all been drinking."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

The person who came was Han Wenxin, who was holding two jars of spirits.

"Sit Constable Han, Tan Yun, go and fill in the tableware."

Zhao Qingmei greeted.

An Jing said with a smile: "I'm right, Brother Han will definitely come back, and he brought two bottles of old wine, no more or less, this must be a good wine from his Uncle Han. ."

Han Wenxin couldn't keep any money in his pocket, so he spent it as soon as he had it. At this time last year, when he and An Jing were drinking wine, he stole the good wine that Han Ju hid in the cellar.

“Those who know me are Brother An.”

Han Wenxin laughed, then sat next to Zhou Xianming, “Li Old Mister, Old Man Zhou, you are going to the capital, There will be fewer opportunities to drink in the future, how can I not come."

Zhou Xianming raised his glass and said eloquently: "When I come back from high school, please rest when I get drunk."

Han Wenxin shook the head and said, "When you fail the college entrance examination, I'll ask you to listen to the music."

Crude Constable!

Zhou Xianming immediately gnash the teeth when he heard Han Wenxin's words.

"Come, have a drink."

An Jing got up and looked at the moonlight outside, "On the last day of the thirteenth year of Xingping, let's raise a glass to celebrate. "

Unconsciously, it's been eleven years, and the days go by so fast.

"The Spring Festival should be a new beginning." Zhou Xianming's face was flushed.

"Yes, the old ones won't go, the new ones won't come, I wish Brother An a big fat boy next year." Han Wenxin winked.

"The new year is a new year. The new year is just like my jacket. It can be prosperous."

"Come, it's all in wine."

Everyone toasted and drank.

Outside the house is the moonlit west building, thousands of lights, the countless happy laughter and cheerful voices inside the house, and the 'crackle' sound of firecrackers outside the house.

Everyone raised their glasses to celebrate with smiles in their eyes.

Tan Yun wiped his mouth, let out a long sigh of relief, and made up his mind: in the new year, I must find the whereabouts of the swordsman, for sure.

Li Fuzhou one after another swept through the crowd, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that such a peaceful and warm day may end here for him.

After many years, looking back again, those peaceful days buried in the gravel seem to know that it is the best.

For each of them, it is also a precious treasure. In their long life, it is more precious than anything and worth recalling.

"It's really strong wine."

Han Wenxin wiped away the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, "Happy! Happy!"

Zhou Xianming He said calmly: "Constable Han, come and taste this pig's hand, moisturizing the mouth, Dr. An said it is good."

Three rounds of wine and five flavors.

There is no such thing as a banquet in the world, and it will be closed for a thousand years.

An Jing one after another sent away the complacent Zhou Xianming and the slightly drunk Han Wenxin, and then walked to the house with small steps.

Tan Yun and Zhao Qingmei are picking up the leftovers on the table.

“Where’s the Third Master?”

An Jing asked.

Zhao Qingmei wiped the table and said, "Third Master said he was happy, he drank a little too much, so he went back to rest first."

An Jing heard that nodded, then The old man's temperament is a little withdrawn, but looking at his drinking posture today, he really drank it, and he drank one of the two jars of wine brought by Han Wenxin behind him.

"Uncle, when will we set off fireworks?" Tan Yun thought of something.

She can remember very clearly that when she went to the market a few days ago, An Jing bought a lot of fireworks, and she still hasn't let it go.

“Then let it go now, let’s go.”

An Jing laughed.

"Okay."

Zhao Qingmei smiled lightly.

"Go, let's set off fireworks, I like watching fireworks the most." Tan Yun excitedly threw the rag on the table.

Then the three came to the front hall with fireworks in their arms.

Although it is already late at night, the lights of thousands of houses and the sound of laughter can still be seen on the street.

"Uncle, hurry up, I'm already seated."

Tan Yun climbed to the roof with the little black boy and shouted to An Jing below.

An Jing glanced at Tan Yun, then sighed heavily to make her happy, maybe she forgot about the poisoning thing.

"xiu!"

The entire street suddenly brightly lit, deep purples and brilliant reds swept across the vast, vast night sky.

The shining rays of light, flickering, were reflected on the pupils of Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun, and a fascinating dive light emerged.

"Qingmei, it's really hard for you today."

An Jing said softly looking at the soft face.

Ever since Ergouzi and Sanmazi left, he spent most of the year alone. Until last year, Han Wenxin knew that he was alone and came to drink with him until midnight with two jars of wine.

"It's so beautiful."

Tan Yun looked up at the sky with colorful eyes.

The fireworks in the world are the most soothing.

I don't know why, but the swordsman's silhouette and eyes always appeared in her mind, and then she transformed into An Jing's appearance.

Tan Yun shook his head again and again, and then became a little flustered in his heart, "Let's watch the fireworks."

The little black boy rarely moved, lying beside Tan Yun's legs, Quietly watching the fireworks above the sky.

"I want to hear you sing again." Zhao Qingmei murmured while looking at the fireworks.

"Okay."

An Jing looked at the fireworks laughed in the sky, and then whispered into Zhao Qingmei's ear: ".The most romantic thing I can think of, Just grow old with you."

Zhao Qingmei's eyes seemed to be filled with water, and then he slowly stretched out his hands and hugged An Jing tightly.

"I'll sing it a few more times later, I like listening to it."

"Okay."

"Big brother, what New Year's resolution did you just make. "

"It's not good to tell others."

"But I'm not someone else."

"Well, my New Year's resolution is in the new year." In the years, I wish people a long time."

Above the starry sky, the fireworks are gorgeous and colorful, nothing more beautiful can be imagined, and some people are like the fireworks in this world.

The fourteenth year of Xingping, the first day of January.

A new year is a new beginning.

The earth is covered in silver, the cold wind is like a knife, the sound of firecrackers is continuous, and many people from the city gather on the streets to celebrate the new year, which is very lively.

"Ma'am, I'm going out to pay New Year's greetings, and I'll be back soon."

An Jing made a random excuse and went out with her medicine box on her back.

“en!?”

Looking at An Jing’s back, Tan Yun suddenly regained his spirit from the sleepy state: “Uncle, do you still carry a medicine box for New Year’s greetings? It's really weird."

Somehow, she became more and more curious about the medicine cabinet.

"No, I must open it sometime to see if the uncle has hidden money in it."

"Okay, remember to come back early."

And Zhao Qingmei was in the room, complied, cautiously found the diary from the closet, with a hint of seductiveness in his eyes, he slowly picked up the pen.

“Where to start writing? Let's start writing from last night's wish man long. "

Fuyang Village.

An Jing simply cleaned up, used the ghost valley charm to charm the moon reflected in the water again, and then slowly came to the end of the village.

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The last time Jiang Sanjia told him that he was going to leave Yu Prefecture, and I don't know if he really left now.

Logically speaking, he is the real loner, There is no one to rely on in this Yu Prefecture city, and I don't even know anyone. After thinking about it, An Jing still intends to come and have a look.

I came to those two broken tile cold kilns. At the door, the door was closed at this time, and the door of the thatched hut was also closed.

"It seems that he really left. "

An Jing lightly sighed, since everyone is here, she intends to push the door and go in.

"creak!" ”

The courtyard door opened and An Jing walked in.

The courtyard was covered with heavy snow, no one was cleaning it, and there were no footprints. As soon as you saw the house,