Yang Huaiping in the next half a month, in addition to the wind and rain, he will, as always, go to the door of the opera garden of the Dongyao Village Market to tell the hexagram, knowing that he often meets some poor people who meet some poor people will help people to tell the hexagram for free, the condition is to let people help publicize his hexagram stall, in the Dongyao Village villagers spread the propaganda of the hundreds, his fortune teller stall is becoming more and more famous, and the money earned is becoming more and more.

After half a month in a row, people watched the money and tell the hexagram, and now the number of people who came to the gate of the opera garden to find him to tell the hexagram gradually increased, and most of the people who usually came were in groups of three or five, and sometimes they even lined up in a long line, Yang Huaiping earned more than 1,000 yuan a day with the most income.

In the past half a month, Yang Huaiping and Shen Qinglian have been lying in a quilt for half a month, but last night the two couldn't help but have a fragrant scene, when Shen Qinglian hugged Yang Huaiping with a snow-white and soft delicate body without a bra, and Yang Huaiping was also the age of blood and strength, he couldn't help but start rolling up the sheets on the bed with Shen Qinglian and Shen Qinglian, if he hadn't suddenly sobered up, maybe he and Shen Qinglian would have cooked raw rice that night.

Thinking of the lingering scene with Shen Qinglian last night, Yang Huaiping is still fluttering and fluttering in his heart now, maybe the two of them made a little noise last night, Yang Huaiping had a faint uneasiness in his heart, he ran to the stall at the gate of the theater alone when it was bright and wrote with a brush, [There is something to do not go out of the stall], and then he walked to the small shop in the market and bought a pack of Zhongnanhai.

Since the fortune telling, Yang Huaiping has been waiting for people to line up to send him money one by one, and he has naturally never been short of money, in the past half a month, Yang Huaiping not only went to Shen Qinglian's house every day to buy all kinds of delicious food, but he also began to try to smoke all kinds of cigarettes, although he smoked a lot of good cigarettes, but Yang Huaiping was not used to other cigarettes, he only liked the taste of Zhongnanhai, which made him have a sense of déjà vu.

After writing down on the stall position, Yang Huaiping lit a cigarette and walked towards Shen Qinglian's house, he didn't know how to face Shen Qinglian now, after Yang Huaiping passed through the somewhat crowded and noisy crowd in Dongyao Village, he began to run towards Shen Qinglian's house quickly.

It didn't take long for Yang Huaiping to walk to the door of Shen Qinglian's house, and after he let out a long breath to stabilize his emotions, Yang Huaiping squeaked open the door of Shen Qinglian's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the old man squatting at the door with a copper cigarette bag and pot in his mouth with a solemn expression.

When the old man saw that Yang Huaiping was back, he beckoned to Yang Huaiping and motioned him over, and after Yang Huaiping saw that the old man suddenly called him, he walked towards him as if he was a thief.

"Come and sit down, sit next to me!" said the old man with a solemn expression.

Yang Huaiping walked to the old man and sat down beside him, he fell into silence for a while without saying a word, the old man said with a straight face: "I also heard the movement of you and my daughter in the room last night, although my girl said that she had been married once, but her groom died on the night of the wedding, how can my girl say that she is also a big girl with yellow flowers who has not broken melons, although you have saved her life, but if you make my girl's belly bigger for no reason, this thing is always a little unreasonable!"

After the old man finished speaking, he began to smoke the cigarette in the cigarette pouch and pot, Yang Huaiping also fell into a deep contemplation at this time, and there was a tense atmosphere in the courtyard.

For a while, Yang Huaiping's thoughts seemed very chaotic, his expression seemed a little cramped and uneasy, Yang Huaiping felt that he should give an explanation to other girls, after all, he had kissed and kissed other girls, touched and touched, and he couldn't be afraid of slapping his ass and leaving, after a long breath, Yang Huaiping said sincerely: "Uncle, if you don't dislike me for nothing, then I'll marry your girl!"

The old man stood up and smiled heartily: "Okay, I'll go and set a good day for you to make a difference!"

Somehow, after hearing the old man's words, Yang Huaiping suddenly had a feeling of gain and loss in his heart, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it and began to smoke.

In the room, Shen Qinglian sat on the bed with a restrained expression, he pinched the corner of his clothes with his hand, and said to the old man with a nervous expression: "Dad, Huaiping, did he agree?"

The old man poured a cup of burning knives from the wine bottle in the house, took a sip and said, "He agrees to marry you, but I see that there is still a trace of mustard in my heart, you will do something with him tonight, as long as you are pregnant with his child, you can tie his heart!"

"Dad, what are you talking about!" Shen Qinglian's face instantly turned red and she ran out of the house quickly.

At this time, Yang Huaiping was in the courtyard with a melancholy expression swallowing Zhongnanhai between his fingers, his brows furrowed as if he was thinking about something.

Shen Qinglian walked to Yang Huaiping's side like a little woman and said, "You won't blame me for what happened last night, I just found out that I like you more and more recently, and I didn't hold back ......for a while."

Yang Huaiping put a finger on Shen Qinglian's lips and said, "Don't talk about this, go out with me for a walk!"

Shen Qinglian opened her mouth and said, "Okay, I'll go out with you!"

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Immediately, the two walked out of the courtyard, and under the leadership of Yang Huaiping, the two walked towards the river with many thick and strong banyan trees, he took out one from his pocket and handed it to Shen Qinglian and said: "Smoke a cigarette, let's take a break, otherwise I'm afraid that I will be angry today!"

Shen Qinglian's face turned red when she heard this, and she whispered, "Did you hear the conversation between me and my father in the house?"

Yang Huaiping picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the river, saying mysteriously: "I said I guess, do you believe it or not!"

When Shen Qinglian heard Yang Huaiping say this, she couldn't help but smile and said, "I thought you were a person who wasn't a firework in the world, but I didn't expect you to think about that kind of thing."

Yang Huaiping took the initiative to take Shen Qinglian's slender jade hand and said seriously: "The reason why I have always refused to accept you is that I have always had a premonition, I will remember the past one day, I am afraid that it will be a deeper harm to you at that time, I am afraid that you will not be able to accept my past!"

Shen Qinglian looked at Yang Huaiping affectionately and said, "Since you have agreed to marry me, then what else can the two of us not accept each other!"

As they drifted apart, Yang Huaiping and Shen Qinglian chatted a lot, and they seemed to have finished talking about things that were so long in their lives......