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almost caught Sister Zhao's daughter, Sister Zhao held the door: Qianfeng!

Shi Qianfeng woke up: I'm sorry! I didn't sleep well, I'm confused, forgive me, baby, my uncle will give you candy to eat.

Xiao Meng looked at him like that and pouted: It's very busy at night, isn't it? It looks like he hasn't slept all night!

Sister Zhao pursed her lips and smiled: Don't talk nonsense!

Yu Yu and Xu Rufeng also came out, everyone saluted, and the two girls didn't seem to sleep well.

Sister Zhao and Xu Rufeng are familiar with each other, but you're welcome: How about talking to Qianfeng at night?

Everyone watched how Xu Rufeng answered.

Xu Rufeng's face flushed slightly, and he bowed his head for a while before saying: The innocent boy in the past is just for memories today.

The four girls chuckled, and they were extremely embarrassed.

But everyone was there, and the hour was still very orderly, and the housework was arranged. Yu Yu and he are married to Ming Media, and they are regular wives. The other three are all equal wives.

The marriage system of Dali is very different from that of the previous dynasties, and is influenced by the grassland and the Western Regions.

The imperial court emphasized monogamy, and this was the case with Emperor Sejong and Emperor Kyonghe today. However, it is not forbidden for rich and noble families to have multiple wives, the only requirement is that there can only be four wives, and any more can only be concubines, and the sons born to wives are all concubines, and concubines are concubines.

When he was young, he immediately took them back to his father's house, and Yu Yu and Xu Rufeng's affairs were very urgent.

Everyone hurried out, fortunately close to the station, bought something to eat in front of the station, and got on the bus.

Here, Liao Hua took all the demon beasts, got down the river, turned to the main road, and came to the fried dumplings on the old bridge.

Lao Qiao took the book, went out of the house, and stood under the shed outside the door: Senior brother, do you eat fried dumplings?

Liao Hua nodded, and counted out fifteen words: nine fried dumplings!

The old bridge retreated, and Liao Hua said: This is not a business matter, you are like this, I will never dare to come again.

Lao Qiao is also cool: Okay! Then I'll send a bowl of tofu brain, you're welcome!

Liao Hua nodded and said okay, put the two tables together by himself, and sat down.

I took a fried dumpling, and the fat six came up and ate it in one bite.

Hu Yao bit in a panic, half of it fell to the ground, and it was not too dirty, so he picked it up and ate it.

Sanhei and Daiyu also ate in line.

Chen Jing held the fried dumplings: Lord Taijiu, please eat fried dumplings!

Hold it for too long: better than them, sensible! You can eat one too!

Liao Hua had another one in his hand, and Hu Yao said: You bought one more, give it to me, it's so delicious!

Taijiu said: Bastard! Can't the person who pays for it eat one?

Liao Hua shook his head: No! I forgot that Miao San is gone!

As soon as the words fell, in the Heart Cultivation Palace, the tortoiseshell live cat mop that the little emperor Sun Licheng was pulling suddenly took off, flew out directly, and with a bang, smashed a big hole in the roof, and disappeared.

The next moment, with a sound of chicken, in front of Liao Hua's eyes, the ground was smashed into a big hole.

Miao San crawled out of the pit with a disgraced face, took the fried dumplings, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed slowly, and enjoyed them very much.

Hu Yao pinched his waist; Foodie! For stuttering, are you as for?

Everyone disagreed: As for the fried dumplings given by Liao Hua, they were really delicious.

Daiyu and Chen Jing dropped their high voices: Yay--------, yell-y-y!

All the guys started writhing.

Hu Qin and the seafarers chased after Liao Hua outside, and they had just arrived, and suddenly their hearts were touched. The two looked at each other and smiled slightly.

Huqin removed the black cloth and blindfolded him, and the seafarers laughed twice, abandoned the drum hammer, and changed it to a tambourine from then on.

Erhu melodious!

Hu Yao was put on the table and started singing.

"The Love Song of Foodies", the author of the big fat sofa.

Hu Yao:

That winter, you wore green pants and a red jacket.

The face is bright like a meat bun with pleats!

The puppies in your arms are whining and laughing,

Steal a bite of bread in your hand.

Blackie jumped on the chair and went to the table again. The fox puppy goes to the left first, and then dances back.

In the rhythm of the drums, the congregation harmonizes:

Fritters!

Steamed buns!

Blackie:

Never forget the moment of the past,

The face in front of me is as red as oil and pepper!

Until a long time, I didn't know that you didn't love me,

At that time, you actually had a fever!

Zhonghe;

Fritters!

Steamed buns!

Hu Yao:

Time is like the sharp knife that debones,

But I can't scrape the lingering thoughts of you.

Except for the true love between heaven and earth,

Wasters of food will not be spared!

Zhonghe:

Fritters!

Burst of drinking on the Ponte Vecchio:

Fried dumplings on the bridge!

Everyone **** dances together, Taishang forgets his feelings, and the characters of heaven and earth all turn into nothingness.