Three-two-two, cordial

Sima Lingyi was stunned for a moment, Han Yiming turned his heart sideways, and simply said bluntly: "Senior Brother Mingxi also sent me a marriage post, maybe because I had been with him with the white dragon some time ago, and he invited me to watch the ceremony. I don't have much knowledge, and I haven't experienced these scenes, but fortunately, Senior Brother is also going, so I will ask Senior Brother to mention more at that time!" He thought about it for a night last night, and this matter came too suddenly for himself, but for Senior Brother, I am afraid that it will also be sudden, so it is better to talk about it earlier, and save myself from worrying in my heart!

He thought about it at night, but he didn't know how to speak, and Senior Brother Shen's reminder was indeed quite reasonable. He couldn't help but be grateful to the two senior brothers, Gu and Shen, the two senior brothers were completely selfless, and although what they thought was not necessarily perfect, they were quite insightful. He thought about it and thought about it, and finally realized that he said that the Taoist of Jiang Yuzi had sent him a marriage post, but he really couldn't say it, and he could only say it when he changed it to clarity, although this was not true, but the truth was not said at all!

Sima Lingyi looked at Han Yiming carefully, Han Yiming first looked directly into the eyes of the senior brother, but when he saw that there was a trace of intrigue and exploration in the senior brother's eyes, he immediately avoided his eyes. Sima Lingyi's eyes were even more powerful than his words! Han Yiming's eyes looked away, and after a while, he heard him smile and say, "Oh! Congratulations, junior brother, did you invite you to go with you?" I was still thinking that I would go to the master later and tell the master that we could also take the junior brother with us when we went, but the junior brother received a clear marriage post alone, which is gratifying!" Han Yiming's heart was relieved, the senior brother did not mean to blame, and the heart that was hanging in the air also fell back to its original place.

After a pause, Sima Lingyi said again: "Okay, let's go together then! Don't hide it from the junior brother, I haven't experienced much, and the change of head will be even less! This kind of opportunity is really hard to come by." Han Yiming said: "I don't have any experience, and I will have to ask the senior brother for more guidance when the time comes." Sima Lingyi smiled: "Alas, I can't talk about pointing. But just take care of each other, let's just take care of each other! Don't worry!" At the end, he said: "Yiming, don't worry about what the senior brothers will say, you have helped Ming, everyone knows." There is nothing inappropriate about clearly inviting you alone. If I were clear, I would have asked for it. ”

Sima Lingyi said this again, Han Yiming had no worries in his heart, after all, he was a senior brother, and he would not let him face so many criticisms alone. The worries of the night disappeared cleanly, and the mood was relaxed. Sima Lingyi enlightened him a few more words and walked away. Han Yiming stood in place for a while, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen it for a long time, and when he came back, he was in a little mood, and he didn't even go to see it once.

Turning over the mountain beam, Ding Wu's hut jumped into view. In the distance, Han Yiming had already seen a fat figure squatting on the small vegetable patch in front of the hut, with his back to him and not knowing what he was doing. I think it's Ding Wu who is serving those fruits, vegetables, and vegetables that he got from somewhere. After a while, Ding Wu turned around, stretched out his hand to block his eyes, and said, "Is it Senior Brother Han who is here?" His voice was rough and loud, listening to his ears, it was very frank, Han Yiming stepped up his steps and walked in front of him: "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?" Ding Wu looked him up and down twice: "Well, Senior Brother is much stronger, much stronger than before." His tone was plain, but Han Yiming's heart warmed, and he also looked at Ding Wu.

Ding Wu is still very obese, and his face is as rough as his voice, and there is no change in the slightest. may be fatter than before, but Han Yiming feels indescribably cordial. Ding Wudao: "Senior brother, if you are tired of walking, come in and have a cup of tea." At this time, Han Yiming is no longer what it used to be, his feet are strong, it is better to come up the mountain, he can't walk, and he can't run. He was not tired, but when he saw Ding Wu's kind expression, his heart was very warm, and he said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

The hut was still simply furnished and clean, and Ding Wu let him into the house and went to boil water on the stove. Han Yiming looked at a piece of clothing hanging by Ding Wu outside the window fluttering in the wind, and suddenly felt extremely peaceful! Ding Wu had already brought a pot of boiling water over a moment later, took two coarse porcelain tea bowls, put in a few tea leaves, and rushed into the boiling water.

He put down the teapot and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Senior brother, I am more humble here, just coarse tea, you will drink it." Han Yiming was about to speak, when he suddenly saw a small figure flashing outside the door! A little girl's head sticked in from outside the door, with a pair of horns combed on her head, a cluster of Su Xinlan beside one horn, a pair of dark round eyes looked at the house, and then looked at Han Yiming for a moment.

As soon as Han Yiming saw her, he couldn't help but want to ask her if Uncle Bai Ying was okay. Ding Wu walked to the door, bent down and picked up Ruxin, carried him into the house, and put him on the chair opposite Han Yiming. Ruxin sat on the chair, looking at Han Yiming with two big eyes, she was too small, a pair of feet hung in the air, out of reach, swinging around on the side of the chair. Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Ruxin, is Uncle Bai Ying okay?"

Ruxin seemed to be deaf to his questioning, and a pair of big eyes looked at him fixedly, with his head slightly tilted. Han Yiming asked again, but Ruxin was still motionless, but the big black eyes looked down the top of his head. Ruxin is just a five-year-old girl no matter how she looks at her, but Han Yiming can't stand her look, and his heart is worried, and he doesn't know where he was rude to her.

Ding Wu brought a plate over and handed it to Ruxin, who immediately turned his eyes away, no longer looked at Han Yiming, reached out and took a piece of dim sum on the plate, brought it to his mouth, and took a bite. Ding Wudao: "Senior brother, the sixth uncle is fine, you can't ask Ruxin." If it is inconvenient for you to visit the Sixth Uncle, go to the front of Cuiwei Hall and take a look at the first row of jasper bamboos, and the last one is still growing well, and the Sixth Uncle will be fine. Han Yiming said: "Look at the jasper bamboo?" Ding Wu nodded: "Every jasper bamboo is a disciple of Lingshan, and the first row of jasper bamboos is the masters of Lingshan." I was shocked to see the third and fourth uncle's jasper bamboos withering that day, and no matter how much I watered them later, they didn't return to their original state. But Uncle Six's jasper bamboo is still growing very well, so you don't have to worry. ”