Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  Su Haitang sincerely asks for advice, Bai Longyin, if he meets a bosom friend, talks about the proud things in his life, um, it is learning experience and philosophy of life.

  Su Haitang really felt that the words of the old man were like Wen Lunyin. When he stopped in the middle, he had to find a notebook to take notes.

   This move was exactly what he liked, the old man Long Xin was very happy, and directly dragged the studious and discerning junior to the study.

  Bai Jingxian had a grape in his mouth, and it took a long time to close his mouth and bite down, the sweet grape juice splashed all over his mouth.

"Is this still my grandfather? Could that be his granddaughter? Look at that smiling face, like a blooming chrysanthemum. He never had a good face towards me, either yelling or slapping the table, focusing on women over men ."

  Old Mrs. Yu picked out a big, plump grape and stuffed it into her grandson's mouth, wiped her hands, and stood up.

   "What are you mumbling about. You don't know your grandfather's temper. Even though he is a good teacher, he has to pretend to be deep and humble. After a lifetime of holding it in, it's easy to meet someone who takes him as a god. Can he not like it?"

   "Don't talk sour. Who told you to sit still and run away as soon as you heard your grandfather chanting the scriptures? You don't have any prospects. It's really hard to follow your dad."

  Bai Jingxian also took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, holding the old lady's arm, knowing that this cousin was a number in the hearts of the two giant Buddhas in her family. The old lady was going to inspect the kitchen in person, and she had to mention her lunch grade.

   "You're making jokes again, aren't you? If I don't follow my dad, can I still follow the old king next door? My mother can't let it either. Besides, isn't my dad going to follow you?"

   "To put it all together, the three generations of our old Bai family, the old one will not be able to stand up for decades under your grasp, and the younger two all follow your roots. You are the real boss of our Bai family!"

  Bai Jingxian raised his thumb high, turned his head towards the study and pouted in disdain.

   "That cousin just came and didn't know our family's situation. She hugged her thighs wrongly! Hmph, I won't tell her! If you want to take my seat at the head of the house, there's no way!"

  The old lady Yu was so amused by her grandson that she put a finger on his forehead.

   "What are you talking about? That's your younger sister. She doesn't look like a big brother. You are the grandson of milk, and you don't need to fight for milk. I love you the most."

  Bai Jingxian took the initiative to come up with a wink, and asked grandma to order it easily, but he also pretended to rub his forehead, and sucked his teeth and inhaled.

   "Hey, grandma, you don't have the slightest bit of energy! Are you still riding a horse and practicing guns every day? No wonder my grandfather can't turn over in his life."

   "Bai Wuyi is a scholar, but he is timid, and even a tigress with strong martial arts dares to marry, ouch."

  Bai Jingxian was twisted by his grandmother and screamed in pain as if his buttocks were on fire.

   "It hurts, it hurts, my grandma is about to let go, my mouth is bald, it's a tiger mother not a tigress, ouch, I'm wrong again. The heroine spares her life!"

  The grandfather and grandson went to the kitchen making a fuss, and there were vague laughter and laughter.

   Bai Longyin, who was talking eloquently in the study, stopped and listened, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

  Su Haitang caught this look and felt warm in her heart.

   I wish to have one heart and one heart, and the white head will not be separated from each other, this is happiness, right?

   "Have you read "Baitou Yin"?"

   Bai Longyin raised his eyebrows and asked.

  Su Haitang was shocked to realize that she had just spoken out of her mind while she was lost.

   She gave a sullen smile before she wanted to shake her head in denial, her neck stiffened, as if some mechanism had been triggered in her mind, a complete ancient poem was quietly suspended, and someone was interpreting the joys and sorrows below.

That bold, unrestrained and talented woman, a lover at night, when she was selling wine and her husband moved away from love, she didn't complain and didn't suffer from herself. She wrote a song "Bai Tou Yin" to express her sincerity, and finally win back her husband's heart and stay together for a lifetime. .

   Zhuo Wenjun, a generation of strange women.

  How did the beautiful lady come to her mind?

   Is her golden finger upgraded?