The next day, Kong Feili got up very early, came to the alley in his clothes, for some reason his head and throat were dry and painful, and drinking water could not relieve it, the wind blowing through the hall blew his head, he thought it would be better after a while, and he didn't pay attention. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sitting on the chair, he kept moving his buttocks, always feeling uncomfortable, so he simply got up and squatted in the corner of the alley, like a few lazy men in every town, although the appearance was indecent, and it did not match the identity of the scholar, but he felt extremely comfortable.

I need to think about yesterday's events, but my head is muddy, and I can't figure it out, and in the end, only the words of weaving and dyeing are clear and abnormal: "Childe, you have overwhelmed my hair." ”

And this sentence is getting louder and louder, lingering, and following you like a shadow.

I want to slap myself twice, Kong Feili doesn't know what he did wrong, he must marry into the family after weaving and dyeing, he is very sure of this, he can't imagine living with other women, all kinds of unpleasant things must come one after another, only with weaving and dyeing, Kong Feili will feel that everything is going well, and everywhere is stable, in this case, why slap himself?

Although he thought so, the urge to slap himself did not decrease at all, Kong Feili suddenly heard the sound of the bed in the room moving slightly, like an intermittent song, for the first time, he was not thinking about entering the house, but rushing out of the door, going out to breathe, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he was a little irresponsible, he stretched his neck and shouted at the room: "Weaving and dyeing, son, I will go out." ”

The weaving dye, who was still asleep, only faintly heard a sound, and didn't know that last night had caused so many waves in her son-in-law's heart, and she was too tired last night, so she turned around and fell asleep again.

In this matter, the little maid seems to be more open-minded and transparent than the son Kong Feili.

Walking in the misty town, there was no one around, Kong Feili put his hands in his sleeves to keep warm, his mind was blank at the moment, although his identity was revealed last night, and Li Yuanhao's identity is still unknown, but it is difficult for him to put it in his heart, only the matter between weaving and dyeing is the most important.

Unconsciously, he walked outside the town, looked back at the town, a long street ran through the east and west, and there were many shops on both sides.

Weaving and dyeing can't see, but can feel the surrounding flowers and trees, Kong Feili pointed to the surrounding scenery and things, weaving and dyeing imagined the outline, a prosperous town appeared in her mind, and she and Kong Feili's small shop was located in it, no different from others.

Wandering outside the town for a long time, Kong Feili felt that his stomach was empty, forget it, let's go back, hiding as a shrinking turtle is not always a way, back to the town, he saw a group of people bustling around one place, the crowd erupted from time to time bursts of cheers, a small town, a little thing can be spread, a few days ago someone grabbed a bowl of tofu brain, the whole town was lively.

Driven by curiosity, Kong Feili squeezed through the crowd, only to see Li Yuanhao in the middle of the crowd, waving his double knives, dazzling for a while, tiger and tiger, what is this doing? Kong Feili had a big head for a while, and he really couldn't figure out what this handsome man who didn't look like a man was thinking all day long.

There is a large porcelain bowl not far in front of Li Yuanhao, a corner is missing from the porcelain bowl, and a gong is placed next to the porcelain bowl.

Sure enough, after playing with the knife for a while, Li Yuanhao arched his hand at everyone and said the cliché: "A fence with three piles, a hero with three gangs, rely on parents at home, rely on friends when you go out, hold a money field for those who have money, hold a personal field for those who have no money, hold a field for those who are free, hold a love field for those who like, more money is not too much, less is not too little, just when you drink less wine, give a reward in the next one......"

After speaking, Li Yuanhao picked up the large porcelain bowl with a gap and walked in front of everyone.

"I said little brother, the knife you danced just now is good, but let me ask, is there a big stone broken in the chest for a while?" said a man, going out to play tricks, you must have a big stone on the chest, otherwise there is nothing to see.

Li Yuanhao glanced down at his chest and shook his head: "No." ”

"Cut!" the man coaxed and waved his hand: "Is there a golden gun to pierce the throat?"

Li Yuanhao swallowed his saliva, touched his throat, and continued to shake his head: "No." ”

"There should always be a blindfolded flying knife, right? It won't be just a dancing knife?" The man asked again: "If there are no blindfolded flying knives, then I won't give you today's copper plate." ”

Li Yuanhao glared at the young man, and replied obediently: "There is only a dancing knife." ”

"Nothing, scattered!" the man coaxed again, and a large number of people were hula away.

Li Yuanhao held the large porcelain bowl with a gap, looking very innocent, and begged for a few people left, only a few copper plates fell and stretched out in front of Kong Feili, Li Yuanhao said "thank you", as if nothing happened last night.

Kong Feili sighed, and hurriedly took out the silver in his arms, which was the silver of the weaving and dyeing tube on weekdays, he took it out, only took out three copper plates, and threw them into Li Yuanhao's porcelain bowl, and the bell rang three times, and Li Yuanhao walked to the next customer.

"Flying carp, flying carp ......" A shout sounded, and Niu Fugui came over with two bowls of tofu brains: "This is the breakfast you and weaving and dyeing, I was thinking about sending it to you, I happened to meet it here, to you, I'll go and get busy first." ”

Kong Feili's eyes suddenly turned red, he and Weaving and Dyeing have been separated for many years, not that they have not looked for the side of the Kong family back then, but they were all afraid of being implicated, and they turned the two away, and even more, they took the initiative to expose the two, never thought that in this town, he got the hard-won trust.

Returning to the shop with two bowls of steaming tofu brains, weaving and dyeing had already gotten up, Kong Feili swept away the emotions in his heart, hugged weaving and dyeing from behind, and was tired for a while, and then the two sat in the alley, eating breakfast around the small table, talking and laughing all morning.

When he went out at noon, Li Yuanhao was still wielding a double knife, but no one was watching in front of him, only a few children were left clapping their red palms, constantly cheering Li Yuanhao.

Li Yuanhao was not embarrassed to stretch out a big porcelain bowl to ask a few children for copper plates, but a few children pestered Li Yuanhao, wanting to recognize her as a master, growing up under Yuelu Academy, a group of children who are used to reading people, did not want to study hard, but always wanted to learn from Li Yuanhao, and then occupy the mountain as the king, the grass as the coward, and went to live a chic life of eating meat and drinking wine.

In one day, Li Yuanhao unknowingly took a group of children.

In the big porcelain bowl, there are only seven copper plates, three of which were given by Kong Feili, and three were rewarded to him in the morning.

Looking up and seeing Kong Feili and Weaving and Dyeing walking out of the small shop, Li Yuanhao ran forward, touched his chin, circled around Weaving and Dyeing a few times, looked up and down a few times, and sniffed with his nose, and said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "Weaving and dyeing, you seem to be different from yesterday." ”

Thinking of last night's incident, Ori Dye suddenly blushed.