In the stalemate between Kong Changyi and Zou Aiyuan, only Hou Xiaomei came out and barely resolved their contradictions.

Although Hou Xiaomei sighed, she couldn't do it as before, after all, there is a difference between a lover and a son-in-law.

Zou Aiyuan is still sullen, and there is a trace of shyness in her heart that her mother said, after all, she is still a girl,

But I can only nod, I don't know whether I agree or disagree.

This night, Zou Aiyuan couldn't sleep for a long time,

When it comes to marriage, she yearns for beauty,

It's really a good thing that it's really come to this point today, and it's a matter of course.

But she was full of sadness,

She remembered the current situation of her parents, and she began to wonder if the heat was not enough, or the taste was wrong, or she was blindly forced.

Young woman, in love, unaware of the relationship between marriage and love.

I don't know how to enjoy the beauty of love, but as for marriage, it's confusing.

"It's urgent to regret it now!"

Hou Xiaomei held Zou Aiyuan's hand and sighed.

She looked at her daughter's appearance and remembered her current situation, she no longer cared about her daughter's suspicions.

"I don't regret it!"

Zou Aiyuan gritted her teeth and said with tears in her eyes.

She had already made up her mind in her heart, even if she was pretending to be free and easy and deceiving herself, she would continue to play this scene, after all, she didn't want her mother to ......

one, enjoying only love, despite the;

One, only pursuing marriage, for a marriage letter.

This is the difference between a middle-aged woman and a young girl.

"No matter what kind of life you want to live, as long as you follow your heart, let go of your hands and feet and pursue it boldly. ”

Hou Xiaomei hugged Zou Aiyuan tightly in her arms, which was a word of encouragement.

The most important thing is to live a comfortable life for yourself,

Only after experiencing it can you know the ups and downs of life.

Mother and daughter have not shared a bed in the same bed for many years.

Tonight, they're going to talk about the boudoir night.

Kong Changyi was preoccupied, and he had already fallen asleep on his bed.

……

"Look at the various states in the world, say love and hatred. ”

Thousands of miles of mist soared like flying clouds, Kong Changyi rubbed his hazy eyes and looked at these ten words.

Black on a red background, a pair of couplets pasted around a pair of honest wooden doors.

This honest wooden door seems to have been seen somewhere, but I can't remember it, but this couplet has some meaning.

Horizontal batches are "empty"

Kong Changyi smiled, what does this mean?

The world is so interesting, how can it be said that it is empty?

Love and hatred, how many men, women and children have provoked their hearts?

Not knowing where it was, he pushed the door open and entered.

The courtyard is not big, there is only one tiled house opposite, and there are earthen walls on both sides, and the courtyard is the area of a tiled house, which is not called a courtyard.

He walked to the door of the tiled house.

Before he could push the door, it seemed to know he was coming, but it opened automatically.

Kong Changyi was still startled in his heart.

At this moment, an old man walked out of the door.

Only then did Kong Changyi let go of his frightened heart, and it turned out that it was the old man who opened the door.

"You're here, let's go!"

He took a closer look, isn't this an old man who drives a donkey?

The old man turned around directly and walked straight to the tiled door.

"Let's go?" Kong Changyi was still puzzled in his heart, "Where are you going?"

But seeing that the old man had already entered the house, he followed into the house.

The tiled houses are all small windows and black houses.

There must be a process of adaptation after people go in.

Kong Changyi was ready to go from light to darkness, but he was disappointed.

After passing the tiled door, it suddenly opened up.

There was still fog ahead, and there was nothing to be seen.

Only the old man led his donkey cart and stayed in the fog.

"Come on!"

Kong Changyi walked towards the donkey cart and asked puzzledly, "Where are you going?"

"It's all about playing, so why bother asking about yourself!"

Kong Changyi didn't ask any more questions, and slowly walked forward with the sound of the donkey.

This place is vast, but there is not a single person or a thing, wider than the vast sky, and more infinite than the vast sea.

Suddenly, the sound of "clang" was silenced.

Kong Changyi took a closer look, and it turned out that the old man had disappeared, but the donkey cart was parked without moving.

He hurriedly stood up and searched around, shouting loudly, where else was there a figure?

He was suddenly a little flustered and at a loss.

"Where to go, choose for yourself!"

The voice is of an old man, it seems to come from under his feet, it seems to come from the front, it looks like the back, it looks like the left, it looks like the right, and it looks like it is in the sky above.

The voice is round and powerful, yet deep and rough.

Choose for yourself?

How to choose?

Kong Changyi picked up the whip on the donkey cart and lightly whipped it on the donkey's black and shiny fur.

The sound of "clang" sounded again.

Kong Changyi couldn't control the direction of the donkey cart and let the donkey cart go on its own.

He doesn't care about anything at this time, as long as he can walk.

As for where to go, he doesn't care, after all, the foggy appearance here is really leisurely and relaxed.

It's best to close your eyes and refresh your mind.

The eyes are just closed and opened.

The sight of nothing, gone.

The "clang" also stopped.

The donkey cart was back in front of the tiled house.

"It is said that the old horse knows the way, and I see that the donkey also knows the way!"

Kong Changyi jumped out of the donkey cart and walked towards the tiled house, thinking in his heart to ask the old man what he meant and what kind of place this was.

When I opened the door, it was not a clear sky, but four lonely walls, no roof above, and I saw the blue sky.

Among the four walls, there lies a tiger with hair as snow.

After Kong Changyi saw it, his legs were weak in fright, and he was about to turn around and run, but he sat on the ground with his legs disobeyed.

"Young man, where are you going?"

The voice of a woman is like a crisp yellow warbler, very beautiful, as if singing, as if chanting poetry.

Kong Changyi didn't hear the tiger's cry, but behind him was the voice of a woman, he trembled all over, and looked back cautiously.

Where is there any snow-white tiger, but it is a handsome woman in a snow-sand long skirt, her clothes are fluttering and light, demure like flowers shining on water, not eating the fireworks in the world, beautiful and elegant, giving people a feeling of being out of reach.

He was looking at him with a smile.

Kong Changyi rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands, and hurriedly looked around, but he still didn't see the snow-white tiger he saw just now.

"Don't look for me, are you looking for me?"

The woman in white suddenly disappeared, and the woman's position was the snow-white tiger she had just seen.

Kong Changyi reacted at this time, and he didn't dare to see if it was a tiger or a girl, so he fled in the direction of the door.

"Come back!"

Kong Changyi listened to the beautiful voice of the woman behind him, and his body really returned with the sound, and landed again where he was standing just now.

I had to look at the Snow Tiger again.

It's a woman in white again, where is the fairy fluttering, still looking at him with a smile.

(End of chapter)