Spitting is different from spitting, and the lethality of spitting should be more powerful comparatively.

It's just that they can survive such a disgusting scene and face it calmly, so no matter how much I vomit, I guess there is no deterrent effect. On the contrary, it is yourself, and you may get used to it.

Why is there no one to take care of it?

I don't know if it was the same scene when the royal brother came, how could he stand his benevolent little house, how could he stand it? How many times did he have to recite Amitabha Buddha to calm down the panic and sorrow in his heart.

Could it be that the monkey Sun used seventy-two changes to change all the unbeautiful things, and only let his stupid master see the pure and beautiful people happy, rich and peaceful?

Great Sage, I want to say that he is really filial, this apprentice should be sad and depressed enough. If you don't get to be discovered by Mr. Tang again, you may have to recite a few more times to punish you. Before the punishment, he looked at you affectionately, "Wukong, how can you be so dishonest, such beings have long known each other as teachers, how can you deceive them." If you are like this, it can only mean that you are not honest enough, and if you are not honest, it means that your cultivation is not enough, and if you are not cultivated enough, it means that you are ......."

I shuddered, and I felt just one fly, oh no......!

Looking up, sure enough, there was a black UFO on the water of the Ganges. As for whether it was a fly or not, I really didn't have the strength to crawl over it to find out.

My trip to India, you hurt my heart like this, even though I don't like you in the first place, and even despise you from the bottom of my heart, you can't treat me so kindly.

What about your magical little snake that dances on the flute? What about your graceful and passionate dancing? What about your flower-like beauty in saris? For Mao not to unveil your mysterious veil and let me see your beautiful face, but only let me see these ugliness that I can't bear to see.

Even if you don't have any of that, I'll admit it. As for your Buddhist scriptures and your classics, it would be better to divide one or two copies with me, so that I would come all the way in vain. My men like to go to Zen very much, really, what's wrong with me just bringing some back? What's wrong? Why are you so ununderstanding!

I sat on the bow of the boat and looked at the distant land mournfully, feeling Yinxiang beside me squinting at me, and Honghui looking concerned. I lowered my head and quietly tapped my fingers on the tip of my tongue, wiped a plausible tear on my face, and looked up aggrievedly to continue to look into the distance.

"E-niang, don't be sad, Ama won't blame you. ”

Or is my son empathetic......

Before the warmth flowed into the heart, Yu Guang glanced at Yinxiang who had raised his chin and scolded lightly, "Honghui, do you hear that there are tears on your mother's face? It's really crying, and it's also because your mother didn't have oil and water, and she was anxious." ”

"Uncle, don't talk about my mother like that. Honghui stroked my back and disagreed with Yinxiang's words, "When E-niang left from Ceylon, she also cried. ”

Yinxiang pursed the corners of his lips, continued to smoke his cigarette pouch, looked up at the big bird hovering in the blue sky, and replied softly: "It's true that I'm crying, it's also crying happily with a gem." ”

I have decided to emulate Mr. Gandhi, the great leader of India, and to make the most powerful non-violent non-cooperation counterattack against Yinxiang's unkind and shameless exposing behavior without brotherhood and sisterhood. jumped off the bow of the boat, quickly ran to the Xiaoyan house to cover the door, and lay down directly on the bed and couldn't get up, lying down for three days in a row!

What's the use of asking for those lifeless gems? In the end, I didn't turn them into all kinds of jewelry and other treasures to give to you heartless relatives, who sincerely thanked me. With me, the absolute seer has a share, and it will never be disappointed. And those gems are all my real money in exchange, they are all my hard-earned money, who has ever felt sorry for me.

In fact, I know that both me and Yinxiang are trying to use such a playful and angry scolding to make me forget the man who is far away in the capital for a while, but ...... Yinzhen, do you miss me?

At this time, you must be surrounded by women of all sizes and children in various rooms, enjoying the happiness of life and spending the night of reunion on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The ancients were honest and did not deceive me, and they thought of their relatives every festival!

Life at sea has passed extremely fast, with the sea breeze fluttering, in a blink of an eye, it has been the 52nd year of Kangxi, and we haven't even gone out of Asia. I feel that my ship is like the national football team, and if I want to break out of Asia and go to the world, I have to work harder.

The disappointment with India made me decide to abandon the territory of my Arab brothers and go straight to Africa, but the reality was grim.

What was Africa like in ancient times? Was it more terrible than modern times? Was there starving children, cannibal peoples, civil strife, massacres, AIDS, and even diseases like malaria or the legendary Ebola at the slightest mosquito bite?

In my infinite curiosity and yearning, my impressions of Africa are not only the vast grasslands, the world of wild animals, the endless Sahara Desert, and the mysterious Maasai tribes...... It also seems to be full of the fear of death depicted in "The Snow of Kilimanjaro".

Its mysteriousness, dreaminess and desolation always attract me to want to explore it.

It was as if I had been enchanted to see what Mount Kilimanjaro, known as the "temple of God", was like, and to see if Hemingway's dried and frozen leopard carcasses were real. I wondered why there was a leopard on the summit of the silent volcano covered in extreme alpine snow and ice, and what it was looking for.

It's just that Xiaoyan is pregnant at this time, and Yinxiang refuses to agree. Even if Honghui was excited and looked forward to it by me, even if Su Changqing was constantly encouraging everyone, Yinxiang was still strongly opposed. Of course, Hyo-yan is also against him.

My attachment gradually wavered, and even though I was infinitely longing, and even wanted to stop by to see the pristine African savannah and see those living lions, I became a little undecided.

Yinxiang ignored the filial piety that was hiding behind his pitiful appearance by tugging at his sleeves, and only said one sentence to me, "Eat more to replenish your brain, and by the way, think about what you said in Jakarta." ”

I struggled to think about it, and I looked down, convinced that I was a woman with a brain and that I shouldn't have done anything stupid to take my child to be an explorer. So, I gave in grief, and looked back at the land of Africa across the ocean with tears in my eyes.

Another person who broke my heart was filial piety. She relied on her own blood to show her family, and relied on her man to stay by her side and did not stay in the capital, and cruelly mentioned something that I had tried to forget - the draft that was about to take place in Kangxi's 53 year.

I couldn't afford to fantasize about the next leg of the journey, sitting anywhere on the boat every day, looking at the blue sea. No more asking where to go, just staying quiet.

Will there be a little sister in this draft, has she been living in the mansion for the past year, has Yinzhen given her a chance to enter the palace as later generations said, and will she really marry her into the mansion next year, so that she can really become a part of Prince Yong's mansion, and even begin to favor her?

These things kept spinning in my head, forming a picture that entangled me almost breathlessly, and it was a mess.

I suddenly realized that although my body was far away from the capital, I had indeed lived a comfortable life for a year, but after I really enjoyed what life is called boundless, I still had to face the harsh reality. I know that he has always been in the bottom of my heart, and my heart has finally fallen on his prince's palace.

Hyo-yan seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, and began to pester me stickily, trying to atone for my sins, but the more she spoke, the more brainless she became, and even made me suspect that she was deliberate, and became even more irritable. I don't want to overturn the whole boat with a single shot, but I still have to say that I am not afraid of death Last time, pregnant women are indeed stupid creatures, at least I and Xiaoyan now are excellent examples.

"Say, what is your fourth master doing in the capital at this time? Which woman is most likely to pester him?"

"You know history, tell me, in the past few years when you were away, how many women did he give birth to?"

"You say, will next year's draft emperor Ama send two more women to your yard in one go?"

"You know history, tell me, who did he marry later?"

"You say, does he miss you? Do you think he thinks of you like that?"

……

Just imagine, who persuades people to not open which pot and which pot to mention? She will! Who persuades people to put oil on the fire? She will! Who persuades people to continue to go their own way, knowing that they are about to go crazy, and still continue to go their own way, thinking nonsense, and persistently looking for death without regret? She will!

Just because this dead girl is not stupid, she clearly knows that she has a gold medal for avoiding death, so she keeps stimulating me with a bigger and bigger belly.

I clenched my fists and glared at her through gritted teeth, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I know that I haven't had half a baby in the past few years, no!" I just finished venting that I didn't have the strength, and sighed in a low voice: "In a few years...... 57 years...... There will be ...... non-stop."

Xiaoyan's eyes flashed and flashed, he looked at me curiously, and asked flatteringly: "So we can go back in 56 years?" If you want to say that your fourth master is still good, he can endure not giving birth to a baby for a few years, but he is willing to give birth again when you go back, which is really not bad...... It's just that how old you are at that time, and advanced maternal age is not good. ”

I rolled my eyes and said to myself: You idiot!

In this regard, I decided to only be irritable and not violent, because I am a good person and do not attack pregnant women who are also women. I struggled to my feet on the deck, spitting wildly at the blue sea.

Wait for you to give birth to the baby, and see how I get angry with your baby. If you have the ability, let's see, see which of us is an elderly mother in the end!

I shook my fist viciously in my heart, and threw myself into the futon in a daze.

I don't know how long the boat has gone, until I was dragged out of the hatch by Honghui and pulled to Yinxiang's room, I heard the cry of Wow Wow, and saw the little doll in Xiaoyan's arms, I realized that she had given birth, and I, as an aunt, didn't know at all.

This is the second little life born on the ship, a healthy boy, Yinxiang named him Honghui, and he is still based on the Hongzi generation of the emperor's grandson. Yinxiang said that on this ship, in addition to the sea, the only thing that can be seen every day is the alternation of the sun and the moon, and the sky is full of stars.

Xiaoyan handed the child into my arms, carefully held it with her hands, but pretended not to care and promised me arrogantly, "I know you are angry with me, so I handed over the child to you, and let you beat and scold until you are happy." ”

I was speechless, looking down at the soft petite baby in my arms, under the long, curly thick eyelashes, the big black and white eyes were looking at me brightly, the small nose was breathing lightly, and the pink lips were slightly open and occasionally sucking the air twice.

The faces of the boys of the Aixin Jueluo family are somewhat similar, not to mention such a cute and beautiful little baby...... My memory seems to have been turned on in an instant, thinking of the son who was taken away by Yinzhen, and tears had fallen on his delicate little face before he had time to turn around.