137. Memories: Empty Orchid (1)

"Senior brother, I understand you. Yinzhu smiled at the other party, looking like he owed it.

What do you want to do!" Yin Lan glared.

Bear two faces under one hood. Yinzhu and Yinlan use sound transmission.

"Luo Xiuyan?" this name seems familiar. Luo Wanfeng thought blankly.

Luo Xiuyan ...... A man buried deep in his memory.

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"What? I'm only sixteen years old, and you're in such a hurry to recruit me!" the girl who spoke, delicate, with her hair combed and a long blue shirt and black skirt, and a cross-bag on her back.

"My good young lady, you are sixteen years old, and you haven't started the matter of marrying, you are afraid that you will be told to die! People have already become children's mothers at your age!" The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, who seemed to be the girl's elder.

"We both advocate free love, and what kind of antiques!" said the woman in blue.

"My Miss Haoluo, can you pick your favorite one yourself?" When the middle-aged man said this, it seemed that he was not picking a son-in-law, this was a big radish picked in the vegetable market.

"Marriage is not something you want me to do, don't!" Miss Na Luo was bored, so she ignored it.

"Miss, you picked it yourself, aren't you free?" the man asked, "Think about your deceased father, think about your bedridden mother, and think about your uncle who can't have children, can you think about the big event of our Luo family's inheritance?"

Women have been tools for giving birth to children since ancient times, how can these people's minds be easily changed.

Miss Luo took a deep breath, spit out a long breath, and was dragged to the opera garden by her uncle.

The reason why I went to the opera garden was because there was a little Qingqi who looked good but changed his voice and was no longer suitable for singing, and he was only twelve or thirteen years old.

Entering this opera garden called Litangchun, there are Xiaosheng or Hua Dan who are hanging their throats or practicing martial arts.

"The owner of the garden. Lowe's uncle called out to the door, "What to do, you see." ”

The person who was called "the owner of the garden" over there was a middle-aged man, and the charm still existed. If any family here has something that needs to be happy or sad, they will find the owner of this pear hall spring to make arrangements.

It's just that this will, what people need is a clear man, and the so-called clear one is the same as the one in the kiln, but the difference between genders. In the same subordinate nine-rate business, what is the difference between the drama and the kiln?

"How many of them are passable-looking here?" Do you need one who knows hot and cold at hand?" The owner of the garden looked up and down, and his eyes were much more ambiguous.

"Ahem!" Uncle Luo was so embarrassed, his old face turned red, and he pointed to the reluctant Miss Luo on the side.

"My niece, Luo Xiuyan. Uncle Luo introduced.

"I've seen Miss Luo. The owner of the garden bowed to a woman's "Ten Thousand Blessings".

Luo Xiuyan was embarrassed for a while, her face turned pale, and she said in her heart, this person is so strange!

"Okay, there's no need to be polite, go and bring someone first. Uncle Naluo said eagerly.

The lord of the pear orchard led them to a room, where there were several thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys who looked reserved and thin, and those teenagers were like animals in a livestock pen, and there was only one teenager, sitting alone on the ground, looking indifferently into the air with a confused expression.

The teenagers' facial features are very exquisite, probably to cater to the interest of some rich sisters, these teenagers are dressed up petite and exquisite.

"Are you sure you're here? I might as well go find a child from a poor family!" Luo Xiuyan turned around to leave, but Uncle Na Luo immediately grabbed her, "Don't, don't, my dear eldest lady, don't all this girl like Baijing Xiaosheng?"

"Are you sure?, how can I prefer the arrogant man on the side of the house to order the neighbor who was a soldier?" Luo Xiuyan said with a disdainful expression.

"How can it be done, people don't want to, and people don't want to do it. Uncle Luo's face was embarrassed, "Besides, where is that more obedient than the child here, you pick what you like, train and train well, maybe you can give birth to a beautiful child in the future, and when you turn around, you will hold him in your hands, forgive him and he won't be able to turn over any flowers!"

Luo Xiuyan sighed helplessly, this child husband......

"But a man shouldn't provide for his family!"

"The family has land and acres, do you need one more long-term worker?"

"Then, that has to be what I like!, which of them can be willing to be my husband!" Luo Xiuyan roared desperately.

"Miss, I do!"

"No, you get out of the way, I do!"

I saw that the teenagers who were hugging each other began to split each other.

"But, I don't like it!" Luo Xiuyan said with an embarrassed expression.

"Didn't I let you pick it yourself?" said Uncle Naluo's family very clearly.

"You, you!" Luo Xiuyan said angrily.

"Good young lady, think about your death......"

"Stop!" Luo Xiuyan immediately made a pause gesture.

"Then you can pick it up!"

Luo Xiuyan casually glanced at those aggrieved little eyes, and suddenly glanced at the young man who had been isolated and silent.

"What, you don't care?" Luo Xiuyan asked at him.

The boy still looked at the empty front and said nothing.

Okay, arrogant, hum! I don't believe in evil!

"Just him!" Luo Xiuyan said domineeringly, pointing at the young man.

The boy suddenly turned his head, a blank look in his eyes, how dazed his eyebrows were, and after a faint glance, he turned his head again, and continued to look towards the empty front.

"He?" asked Uncle Naluo.

"yes, he, I just think he's pleasing to the eye!"

"Lan Chun, what kind of demon magic did you cast, I saw you crazy on weekdays, but I didn't expect to be a fox and a fox here!"

"That's it, you're not with us over there, you just want to mark an independent, so that the young lady can take a fancy to it at a glance!"

The boy was indifferent, as if no one had spoken to him.

At this time, the owner of the pear orchard at the gate immediately changed his face when he saw the person he picked, and he was a little panicked, "He, he can't do it." ”

"What's the matter? Reluctant?" Uncle Luo's eyes narrowed, and after saying goodbye with one hand, he went up and pinched the tip of the gardener's chin with the other, so that the gardener's face and expression were distorted.

"Master, how could Yao'er disobey you? Good master, it's just that the kid is not a voice change and can't sing, but is guilty of not being able to communicate with people normally, he is a gardener in the garden, helping to take care of the flowers and plants, he lives here, you see, he has a small mattress over there. ”

"A gardener, still so fresh and refined?" Uncle Luo let go of the gardener.

"He's wearing a coarse cloth coat, take a closer look, this is his own innate refinement, this face is not dressed up, you see, it's really not sold to you, as soon as he leaves, the flowers and plants in my garden will be left uncared for. ”

Uncle Luo's family is happy, is this sure he wants to sell it to them?

"Make a price?" Uncle Luo said briskly.

"No, I really can't sell it, this kid can't communicate with people normally, if I sell it to the master, won't it hurt you?"

"What is the reason for being born this way?"

"It's not, since my junior sister went, he has been like this, he is my junior sister's child, and he is not for sale. ”

"Not your child, right?"