Zhou Bodao: "I was entrusted by the white girl to come to meet the forest master!"

The girl seemed to be surprised, and said, "Are you—are you an outsider?

Zhou Bo couldn't see her body, and said, "The white girl is in danger, and I specially rushed to report it!"

The woman asked, "What danger?"

Zhou Bodao: "The white girl was captured, and she was afraid that her life was in danger!"

The girl said, "Ahh

Zhou Bo said: "This is very good!" said in his heart: "The white girl originally asked me to see her mother first!"

He stood for a long time, only to hear the hurried footsteps behind the spirit tree, and the girl before said, "Madame, please!"

As he spoke, he turned around and came out, about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed as a maid, and said, "Honored guest-son, please come with me!"

Zhou Bodao: "How do you call my sister?"

The maid shook her hand and signaled not to speak! Zhou Bo saw that her face was frightened, so he didn't dare to ask again!

The maid led him through a spirit grove and along the path to the left, in front of a tile immortal palace!

She pushed open the door, beckoned to Zhou Bo, stepped aside, and asked him to go first!

Zhou Bo walked into the door and saw a small hall with a pair of giant candles lit on the table.

After he sat down, the maid offered fairy dew and said, "Son, please use fairy dew, and Mrs. will come to meet you immediately!"

I only heard that there was a woman from the inner temple, wearing a light green silk shirt, about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, with a delicate complexion, and a vague resemblance to Xiaoyu between her eyebrows, she knew that she was Mrs. Bai!

Zhou Bo stood up, shook his head to the ground, and said, "Late Zhou Bo, meet your aunt!"

As soon as he said this, his face changed color, and he secretly shouted in his heart: "Na, why did I call my name? I just looked at her to see if she looked like the white girl, and I forgot to fabricate a fake name!"

Madame Bai hurriedly returned the salute in a daze and said, "Son, Wanfu!"

Then he said, "You-your surname is Jiao?"

There was a lot of strangeness in his expression! Zhou Bo had already reported his name, and it was too late to lie, so he had to say: "The surname of the late birth is Jiao!"

Madame Bai said: "Where is the fairy town of the child?"

Zhou Bo thought to himself: "These two things have to tell a big lie, lest she guess my background!"

Then he said: "Late born as a member of the Tianxian Mansion, my father and grandson have a 'unicorn' name!"

Madame Bai had a suspicious look on her face and said, "But what Childe said is a fairy accent?"

Zhou Bodao: "I have lived in the fairy for three years, and I learned to speak the local accent, but I am afraid that it will not be like it, but the lady will laugh!"

Madame Bai sighed and said, "The accent is very good, and it is no different from the locals, which shows that Childe is smart!

After the two sat down, Madame Bai looked left and right, and couldn't stop looking at him!

Zhou Bo made her feel uncomfortable, and said: "In her later life, she was in danger on the way, so that her clothes were tattered, and she was rude!

Madame Bai was originally in a trance, but when she heard this, she seemed to suddenly wake up from her dream and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with the little girl?"

Zhou Bo took out Xiaoyu's pair of flower shoes from his arms and said, "The white girl instructed the late student to use this as a token to come and meet Madame!"

Mrs. Bai took the flower shoes and said, "Thank you, son, I don't know what happened to the little girl?"

Zhou Bo talked about how he met Xiaoyu in the Shark Jiaoling Spirit Knife Lake Palace, how he was nosy and got into trouble with the Fairy Spirit Society, how Xiaoyu was forced to let the snow fox bite many people, how Xiaoyu was detained and ordered to come to ask for help, how he fell into the fairy mountain forest and was delayed for many days, etc., just because he didn't mention the jade statue in the cave!

Mrs. Bai listened silently, her face became more and more worried, and when Zhou Bo finished speaking, she sighed and said, "This girl will get into trouble as soon as she goes out!"

Zhou Bo said: "This matter is all caused by the late sheng, no wonder the white girl!"

Madame Bai looked at him in a daze, and said in a low voice: "Yes, it's no wonder that this is true, back then-I was like this back then-"

Zhou Bodao: "What?"

Madame Bai was stunned, a yellow cloud flew up her cheeks, although she was middle-aged, her shyness did not reduce the young girl, and she said timidly: "I-I remembered another thing!"

After saying this, his face turned even more yellow, and he hurriedly said: "I-I think this thing is a little--a little tricky!"

Zhou Bo saw her squirming and pinching, and said in his heart: "Of course this matter is tricky, but why are you so ashamed that even the roots of your ears are red! Your daughter is much more generous than you!"

At this moment, I suddenly heard a man outside the door say in a rough voice: "Good and dignified, how can Xiaoshuang let people slaughter him?"

Madame Bai was taken aback, and said in a low voice: "Lord Lin is here, he-he is the most suspicious, Jiaogongzi will hide for the time being!"

Zhou Bodao: "I have to meet my predecessors in my later life, it's better to-"

Madame Bai stretched out her right hand, immediately held down his mouth, took his arm with her right hand, dragged him into the East Chamber, and said in a low voice: "You hide here, don't make a sound!

Don't look at her cowardly appearance, it is actually a physical technique, this drag, Zhou Bo can't resist at all, only obedient and obedient, secretly angry: "I came from afar to report the news, but I am also a guest, don't you look like a thief when you dodge and dodge like this?"

Madame Bai smiled at him, her appearance was very gentle! As soon as Zhou Bo saw this smile, his anger disappeared, so he nodded and nodded! Madame Bai turned around and walked out of the fairy palace, took the gate of the fairy palace, and returned to the temple!

Uncle Winter Melon liked her when he saw Stupid, because he said that Stupid finally had some brains. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Despite his stupidity, he is not only the custodian of salted fish and weak real estate, but also the custodian of real estate left by the gas bag to the clumsy one.

Clumsy and surprised to find that she was now a young rich woman, for she had not only left her half of the house of Salted Fish, but also the farmland and the property of the town.

A number of shops and stacks along the Huojiao Steam Tracks near the station are also part of her inheritance, and their prices have tripled since the outbreak of the Human-Demon Holy War.

It was when Uncle Wintermelon was provided with a list of her possessions that he suggested that she settle here permanently.

"When Don Quixote Sancho grows up, he will be a rich young man," he said. "Judging by the current state of development in the Valley of the Clouds, in another 30 years his fortune will increase tenfold, and the only correct way is to let the child live in the place where his property is, so that he can learn to take care of it.

yes, and to take care of the salted fish and the weak property. Because I'm not going to stay here forever. He will soon be the only male left by the Angry Bag family. “

As for Uncle Bluebeard, he thought that Stupid was going to live here anymore. It was hard for him to conceive that his only child would be raised in a place where he could not supervise.

For all these propositions, Clumsy only smiled and did not express her opinion, because she still didn't know whether she liked Fengyungu or not, and whether she was willing to get along with her husband's family for a long time, and it was not good to make rash promises.

She also understands that she must also enlist the support of Payne and Annie.

In addition, she missed the kiss of Eros for a few days, and she missed the red clay fields and the green seedlings that were growing fiercely, and the lovely silence of the evening.

She remembered that Payne had said that she had a love for the land in her blood, and that she was only now vaguely aware of the meaning of that phrase.

So she cleverly avoided it for the time being, not knowing exactly how long she would stay here, and at the same time easily plunged into life in this red-brick house at the peaceful end of Lingshu Street.

Ben Ben lived with his relatives who were angry, and saw the family in which he was born, and now he knew a little more about the young man who had taken her as his wife in a short time, leaving her as a widow and a young mother.

It's easy to understand why he's so shy, so simple, so unrealistic. If he had inherited certain qualities from his strong, fearless, impatient military father, they were also worn away by the boudoir atmosphere of the environment in which he had been raised, and whom he loved most all his life, the boyish salted fish aunt, and who was closer to the weak than the average brother, but this strange woman was rare in the world.

Aunt Salty Fish took the name Melon 80 years ago, but since her doting father gave her the nickname for her erratic, run-and-roll little feet, no one has called her by her original name.

In the years since the second name was called, much has changed in her to make it seem disproportionately affectionate.

The child who used to run around quickly is now left with a pair of small feet that are not commensurate with his weight, and a habit of chattering and not loofahs.

She was stout, her cheeks were red, her hair was shiny silver, but her bodice was so tightly bound that she was often a little out of breath.

Her little feet were tucked into smaller shoes, and she couldn't walk more than a residential area.

Her heart pounded at the slightest excitement, and she cheekily indulged it to the point of fainting at the slightest stimulus.

Everyone knew that her fainting was usually just a pretense of being delicate, but everyone loved her. Always refrain from speaking out.

Everyone loved her, spoiled her like a child, and never took her seriously—except for her brother Winter Melon.

She likes to talk the most, and there is no other thing in the world that she likes to like like this as much, even when it comes to food.

She could babble for hours, mostly about other people's business, but there was no malice.

She couldn't remember names, dates, or places, and often confused some actors in a play in Cloudy Valley with those in another, but no one else was confused by this, because no one would be stupid enough to take her words seriously.

No one ever told her anything that was really surprising or really scandalous, in order to protect her old virgin mentality, and even though she was 80 years old, her friends were still kindly colluding with each other to keep her a sheltered and pampered old child.

Weak is like her aunt in many ways.

She blushed at every turn, and was a little shy, and humble, but she had common sense—"There is some common sense, I admit it," thought Clumsy reluctantly.

Weak also has a pampered baby face like her aunt, such a doll has never known only simplicity and kindness, honesty and love, she has never paid attention to roughness and evil, even if she sees it, she can't recognize it.

Because she is always pleasant, she wants all the people around her to be pleasant, or at least comfortable.

With this in mind, she often sees only the best in each person and gives kind comments.

No matter how stupid a holy servant may be, she can find in him the element of loyalty and kindness that compensates for this deficiency. No matter how ugly and annoying a girl is, she will always find in her some kind of body type and nobility in her character. No matter how undesirable or annoying a man may be, she has to judge him in terms of what he might change rather than what he actually does.

Because of these virtues which she possessed with sincerity and spontaneous from a large heart, all men adored her, for who could resist her seductive charms, when she could find in others good qualities which they had never even dreamed of?

She has more girlfriends than anyone else in town, and so does her boyfriend. But there are very few suitors for her, because she lacks the willfulness and selfishness that most confuses men.

What the weak do is nothing more than what all northern girls are taught to do, that is, to make those around them feel comfortable and comfortable.

It is this sentiment shared by pleasant women that makes northern society so pleasant.

Women understand that women can live happily in any place only if they feel satisfied, smooth and their self-esteem is not threatened.

So, from the cradle to the grave, women always strive to make men comfortable, and satisfied men generously repay them with courtesy and adoration.

In fact, men are willing to give everything in the world to women, but they don't let them be intelligent.

Clumsy also plays the role of her charm like weakness, but she also uses a very cultivated kung fu and high level of technique.

The difference between these two women is that the weak speak affectionate and flattering things in order to make people happy, while the stupid never does so, except to achieve a higher purpose for himself.

He did not receive a strong influence from his own favorite two people, nor did he learn to be brutal or practical, for the family that raised him was as gentle as a bird's nest.

Compared to the kiss of Eros, this family seems so quiet, so old-fashioned, so elegant.

The house was demanding the smell of spiritual springs, tobacco and makatin oil, and masculine masculinity, a rough voice and the occasional curse, a gun and a beard, a unicorn saddle and bridle and a hunting unicorn at its feet.

She misses the arguments she often heard during the kiss of Eros whenever her mother turned her back, the heated arguments between Ah Yue and Ah Shuitouzui, herself and Jin Tong'er, and the intimidating voices of Payne's yelling, etc.

It is not surprising that the angry bag came from such a family and became like a little girl.

There is never a pungent smell here, and everyone respects other people's opinions. (To be continued.) )