Zuo Ling covered his mouth vigorously, bent over and squatted on the ground, trying to suppress himself. It was the first time she had heard that men were afraid of being harmed by women. Although I had heard of the noblewoman playing with young men, I had never heard anyone complain. What's more, no matter how you look at it, he is a big man who stands up to the sky.

She put her arms around him, rubbed his head vigorously, and then resolutely imprinted her first kiss on his lips, which had a special meaning to her, and it could be said that a kiss would last her.

"Then wait two years, and then I will be able to harm you, right?" Zuo Ling's eyebrows lit up.

"Ah, what, let's talk about it then. "And still embarrassed, I don't know how to express it.

"It's decided, for the sake of my affection for you, let's agree to give me at least one chance to harm you. Zuo Ling was half-serious and half-laughing, blocking the situation and asking him to make a promise.

"Well, if you're not married at the time, you might as well try. Besides, he had no choice but to wave his hand generously, as if he had done something loss-making.

During the conversation, the two finally completed the first weirdest and funniest futures contract in history.

"What the hell are you laughing at? ”

Xiao Nier still heard Zuo Ling's laughter in the front yard, and had a bad premonition, so she hurried over as if fighting a fire.

"It's nothing, he told me a joke, it was so funny, my stomach hurt from laughing. Zuo Ling saw Xiao Nier come in, so he didn't make trouble.

"Oh, he's a good joke teller and a good storyteller. You don't know, he also often tells scary ghost stories. ”

Xiao Nier is relieved, when she is fine, she often tells her all kinds of strange stories, and of course there are funny jokes. Zuo Ling's excuse blinded Xiao Nier.

However, the ghost story was made up casually by Xiao Nier to show the intimacy between them, and it also left room for imagination.

Xiao Nier left Zuo Ling to eat lunch, but Zuo Ling said that there was still something to deal with at home, so she left in a hurry.

"Are you really just joking? Why do I think Miss Zuo is a little weird, like she has done something wrong. Xiao Nier still felt that something was not quite right.

"It's just to paint a picture of her, and then tell a few jokes, and she laughs too low. Besides, he said casually.

"No, you painted her so beautifully, you will draw me one day later, it will be more beautiful than this picture. Otherwise......" Xiao Nier looked at Zuo Ling's portrait, although it was a sketch, it also made her envious and jealous.

Xiao Nier made a gesture to pinch her, and immediately showed a sad and pained expression.

"I paint on you every day, aren't you enough?" said with a bitter face.

Hearing this, Xiao Nier suddenly had a great sense of superiority, and she was no longer jealous of Zuo Ling, and laughed happily, looking happy.

It's been two months, first with winter rains, and finally the first snow fell on this day.

Moreover, in the past two months, Zuo Ling's painting has been completed, and everyone who saw it said that Zuo Ling's painting was completely alive.

After nearly two months of contemplation, he finally drew a portrait of the old man, which was more satisfying to him than Zuo Ling's, and only he knew the taste.

After all, the portrait of Zuo Ling was in front of him, and with the beauty of Zuo Ling, even if he was not around, he recalled the details, and even the eyebrows could not be drawn wrong, and he could capture the charm even more. But the portrait of the old man is completely based on visualization, after painting, even feel that the fairy wind on the flower cloth is rushing towards the face, the white clouds and sun, the blue sky and mountains and rivers inside are like the real world, there is life, there is temperature.

"Brother, you are so godly, the painting is so good, if you look at it from a distance, you still think it is a real person. Xiao Nier couldn't help but admire, revealing a look of adoration.

Besides, nodding with satisfaction, generally speaking, if you accurately reproduce a scene or a person, it is naturally a camera with a high degree of imaging, which is inherently inferior to painting. However, photography can only leave the scenery and the physical appearance of people, but cannot show the inner charm, so painting is called art. Although photography is also an art, its creativity cannot be compared to painting.

After painting this picture, he felt like he was exhausted and it would take a few days to recover, but he was still excited. Creating good work is the best reward for an artist, and money is important, but it doesn't bring this kind of satisfaction.

The happiness that comes from exhaustion after creation is the most joyful.

These days, Zuo Ling often comes, she doesn't have that kind of glamorous scene between her, and she speaks seriously, Xiao Nier's eyes don't blink, but she can't see the slightest flaw.

But no matter what, Zuo Ling already felt that the relationship between them had entered a new stage, that was the realm of the mysterious mind and the spirit of the mind, and there was no need to express it in words or even in the body. Both of them felt that their hearts were faintly connected to each other, as if there was a thread connecting two hearts.

As for the non-existent marriage contract and the future, both of them avoided talking about it, and they both had a feeling of helplessness and powerlessness in their hearts, but the feelings between each other became stronger and more sticky, and they could no longer be cut.

The future will be talked about in the future, and the ship will naturally go straight to the bridge.

How did this matter develop to this point, even he can't say clearly, the shadow of the pomegranate in his heart has always occupied the main position, although in terms of feelings, he and Xiao Nier are now inseparable, but there is still no proportion of pomegranates.

As for Zuo Ling, he didn't have any thoughts from the beginning, he felt that she was too beautiful and he didn't deserve it at all, and the other two were not all the way, unlike him and Pomegranate who were as close and intimate.

However, many things are like streams, flowing slowly and silently, and finally converge into a river of feelings. Only those who are in the river will understand the deep meaning of the phrase unintentionally inserting willows and willows.

The number of times the father and son of the Zuo family came back to normal, please don't mention the matter of sitting in the clinic, they understand that there is no shortage of money, this is just one reason, in addition, if you are willing, even if you don't take the initiative, there will be hints, and now you almost don't mention medical matters anymore, just reading, writing, painting and painting every day, completely literati.

The father and son of the Zuo family also thought about it, as long as they were happy in Fengyang, such a character should still listen to his natural way as the best policy, if he was reluctant, it would be equivalent to driving him away.

Those few hidden weapons have been made, and they are very satisfied, and when they go out, they tie a pair of rainstorm pear flower needles on their right wrists, and there is a fan hidden in the left sleeve, not to mention that they are armed to the teeth, and they are also on full alert.

These days, he also went to the street to wander around when he was fine, or the notice of the prefect's yamen worked, now no one dares to mention the word medicine king, taboo, and no one dares to fight the idea of what's more, more than ten people from the robe brother club have died, and not only is there nothing to do, but also become a guest in the yamen, where is this reasonable.

In any case, ordinary people have died of this heart, and the forces buried in the shadows seem to have been waiting for some opportunity, and they are very calm, resolutely not to be the first in the world, and no one is in a hurry to do it.

It is still a mystery who killed the Pao Brothers, and there are all kinds of speculations, but this time, no one guessed that it was the Li brothers or the Los Angeles Shuangjiao who did it, because such big people disdain to kill people from behind.

Murderers also have the dignity of murderers, and they have their own rules for their actions.

On this day, when I came back from shopping, there was a middle-aged man in tattered clothes blocking the door of his house and shouting to sell his gods.

A family member smiled: "This is really a big knife in front of Guan Gong Temple, everyone has it." ”

The man glanced sideways and said, "The goods are sold to know the family, and the clumsy eyes have no chance." Won't Guan Gong return Maicheng?"

Besides, he was curious and asked, "What kind of recipe are you doing and how do you sell it?"

He thought in his heart that if it was Zhang Zhongjing's prescription for treating typhoid fever, if he could buy it, he would also hit the fairy fate.

It's really not easy to say that it's not easy to hit the fairy fate, he found a few pages of Song version of the book in a pancake stall on the street a few days ago, and the seller of pancakes didn't know the goods, and he tore it open to wrap pancakes for people, and he hurriedly bought them all, of course, with pancakes. It turned out that one of the ancestral Song books in the man's family had been torn apart, and all that was left was the last few pages.

Besides, he was so angry that he stomped his feet, and he couldn't wait to chop up this stupid guy and feed it to the dog, this is a Song version of the book, lose one less one, and each one is out of print. In other words, you have such treasures at home, and you sell them directly to those who know the goods, where do you need to sell pancakes?

Since then, he has often gone out shopping, not necessarily because he has the intention of hitting the immortals. Although it is only a few pages, it is also the first antique in his collection, and its value cannot be underestimated.

"A remnant. I don't know the goods. The man was proud, as if whoever bought it had received his gift.

"How bad is it?" besides, the interest has greatly decreased, and only one page of the Song version of the book is valuable, and if the prescription is not complete, it is almost useless.

"There is only the name of the drug, there is no dose. It's not that I said, you may not understand. The man's eyes were almost up to the sky.

Several family members laughed: "This can also be called a divine prescription, hurry up and go as far as you want, who can't make up a few medicine names to make up a divine prescription." ”

The man ignored the family members and just stared at the situation, as if he thought he might buy it.

"Where did this recipe come from? Besides, he asked in a hurry.

"It's really a connoisseur, and when you ask, you get to the point. This divine prescription of mine is an ancestral heirloom, and when I get it, it is a remnant prescription, why do I say that it is a divine prescription, because these medicinal herbs were passed down to my ancestors by six immortals. ”

"Six immortals? "Besides, I'm really interested.

His mind suddenly turned rapidly, thinking that he followed Zhou Dingcheng in the mountains that day, and there were four words in the criticism, "Six Gods Chengxiang", no one knew what it meant, could it be related to this recipe?

Anyway, besides, I've already made up my mind to buy it, even if I spend money to buy a piece of waste paper, what can I do, being rich is capricious.

"This senior, please inside, let's talk slowly. ”

"Young master, you don't really want to be fooled by this, even my IQ can be seen, this person is a liar, or the lowest kind of stupid deception. A family member reminded.

"It's okay, invite this senior to come in to warm up, have a drink, and make a friend. ”

Besides, when he walked in first, the family members were reluctant and didn't dare to disobey, so they had to pinch their noses and invite this person in, and then reluctantly brought him old wine.