Ziyan was put on the chair by Shangguan Lengyi, and when he saw Ouyang Zheng's ruddy face, he smiled and said, "Yes, this sleep is really tiring!" Old man, you look good! ”

Ouyang Zheng was used to Ziyan calling him an old man, and said with a smile: "Yes, thanks to you, I am very tough now, and I can't wait to shoot the enemy now!" ”

"Grandpa, you're okay, the more you talk, the more energetic you get!" Ouyang Qing stopped the old man's nonsense and said coquettishly. Please remember the URL of this site: .

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, Ziyan must be hungry after sleeping for so long, let them do more today, you eat with your stomach open!" Ouyang Zheng said with a smile, he was talking about gluttony, not hunger, and Ouyang Qing didn't pay attention to this small detail.

"Thank you, old man, I'm sure you're welcome!" Ziyan smiled and beckoned everyone to take their seats, and the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

Ouyang Zheng belongs to eating less and eating more, just eat a few bites, and there is no need to rob these juniors, anyway, the kitchen will always open a small stove for him.

But after the others ate a meal, except for Squeak who could eat enough, everyone looked at Ziyan with a sad face, this product was too edible, and it was too fast!

They had just picked up a mouthful, and then the plate was empty, not even the vegetable soup, but it was almost there!

Ouyang was watching this group of "children" eat a meal, and suddenly reminded him of when he was a soldier, choking to death for a stutter.

Ziyan looked at everyone with a smile, not to mention how proud she was, most of today's meals went into her stomach, as for them? It's just hungry!

Squeak and Purple Smoke touch their stomachs together, Purple Smoke touches it because the mouth enjoys it and feels full, and Squeak is a real round!

"I want to play in the snow!" Purple Smoke was full, and then saw the thick snow outside the window. Heartfelt sigh.

Before Huangfu Yi'er could speak, Shangguan Leng Yi said, "No! Didn't you just say that you would play when you got better? ”

"Okay, okay, Leng Yi, let's go upstairs." Ziyan pouted and said lifelessly.

"Ziyan, haven't you been watching "Dream of Red Mansions"? I've been busy lately and haven't watched it, so I'm just taking advantage of my body to keep watching, right? Huangfu Yi'er mentioned a construction yì road.

Ziyan's eyes lit up and said, "Okay!" Qing'er, do you have "Dream of Red Mansions"? ”

"Yes! This can be had. Whatever else you want, I'll find it for you. Ouyang Qing said with a smile, for Ziyan. She was really convinced, the illness of the four old men was favored by Ziyan, and she naturally admired Ziyan very much.

Shangguan Lengyi carried Ziyan upstairs, while Ouyang Qing took a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" from the study and sent it to Ziyan's bedroom.

Ziyan doesn't like to read, but she likes to listen to others. So Shangguan Lengyi became Ziyan's free scholar, and read it to Ziyan word by word.

The book "Dream of Red Mansions", and Ziyan has been reading it, and now Shangguan Leng Yizheng is reading "The thirty-second remark of the heartfelt obsession with the living treasure jade with shame and the death of Jin Chuan".

"This Mrs. Wang is really, how can she do this, it's good that Jin Chuan has followed her for so many years. As a result, she jumped into the well, which is really hateful! Purple Smoke was teary-eyed, holding a pack of tissues and crying on the bed.

Shangguan Leng Yi looked at Ziyan with a sad face. He doesn't like "Dream of Red Mansions" the most, how pretentious is the love and love in it, if it weren't for Ziyan's liking, he would really be too lazy to read this book, and now he has to read it to Ziyan word by word. What a sin.

"Don't cry, it's the book. Fictional, don't cry! I cried when I read this, how can I read it in the future? Shangguan Lengyi is helpless, I still have to coax this book, Ziyan, who used to have such a strong and ghostly personality, now I know what it feels like to feel distressed after reading "Dream of Red Mansions", this "Dream of Red Mansions" is really good and powerful.

Ziyan held back her tears, stopped crying, and asked Shangguan Lengyi to continue reading, Shangguan Lengyi hadn't read a book but had also watched TV, and knew what the plot below was, so he hesitated again and again, but continued to read.

The next time, it is also a paragraph that makes everyone cry and break their bowels, "The thirty-third time is a small movement of hands and feet, and all kinds of big promises and tarts".

Shangguan Leng Yi sighed while reading, annoyed that Baoyu had such a brother, Ziyan's eyes were already wide in anger at this time, as if he wanted to kill.

When she read that Jia Zheng beat Baoyu fiercely, Ziyan was furious, scolding Jia Zheng while shedding tears, and snatched "Dream of Red Mansions" from Shangguan Lengyi's hand, and tore and tore the book three times and two times.

"Die, don't look at this again!" Ziyan pouted, then pulled a few more tissues to wipe her tears.

Shangguan Leng Yi looked at the ravaged Dream of Red Mansions without a book, gasped, and said, "This is a collector's edition of "Dream of Red Mansions", there are not many copies in the country, so you tore it up?" ”

"Tear it up!" Ziyan is angry about Baoyu's beating, no matter what book it is, even if it is a hand-copied version, she dares to tear it.

"My ancestors! Losers! Shangguan Lengyi shouted quietly.

Huangfu Yi'er and Ouyang Qing happened to be passing by, and when they heard a quarrel in the house, they hurriedly knocked on the door and came in.

Huangfu Yi'er is fine, Ouyang Qing has a dull expression, oh my God, this is her treasured "Dream of Red Mansions", why was it shattered?

"Ziyan, you sue me, it's not true! Hey, my books! Ouyang Qing roared, picking up the pages scattered on the ground in distress, and staring at Ziyan with an angry face.

Ziyan stopped crying at this time, seeing that Ouyang Qing was a little weak-hearted, after all, it was someone else's book, and it turned out to be ruined by her.

"Qing'er don't cry, I still have a collector's edition in my hand, I'll bring it to you another day, okay?" Huangfu Yi'er glanced at Ziyan angrily, and then comforted Ouyang Qing.

Ouyang Qing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes after hearing this, and said, "Is there really still one?" ”

"Yes, if you don't believe me, I'll go back and get it now, okay?" Huangfu Yi'er said.

"No, just take the time to take it, thank you Sister Yi'er!" Ouyang Qing burst into tears and laughed, you said that a good book was torn like this, who wouldn't feel distressed?

Ziyan was lying on the bed, covering her face with a quilt, and revealing a gap in her eyes to look at the situation outside, Ouyang Qing seemed to be really angry just now!

"Qing'er, Ziyan reads books themselves, eh, how to say it, she has a weird temper and personality, reading books is to watch lively, don't you know what the situation of the book Dream of Red Mansions is? If she reads, I think it's strange if she doesn't tear up the book! Huangfu Yi'er had no choice but to say a few good words about Ziyan, otherwise she would be wronged, and she would not have a good life.

When Ouyang Qing heard this, he secretly thought, too, what kind of character Ziyan is, he also knows very well, just take a copy casually, why do you have to take a collector's edition, it's useless to regret it now, say Ziyan? To put it bluntly, this matter is just in the past!

"I see, Ziyan, did I just talk so loudly that I scared you? Sorry Ang! Ouyang Qing apologized to Ziyan, after all, Ziyan was a guest and her grandfather's savior, and she was really a little too much just now.

Ziyan pressed down the quilt, revealing her little head, and said, "It should be me who says I'm sorry, I shouldn't have torn up your book." ”

"Okay, don't keep saying I'm sorry, what a big deal, right? It's not a big deal, look at your blushing faces and thick necks and making a lot of noise, where did you go to the previous appearance of being a good sister with a good temperament? Huangfu Yi'er smiled, and then tapped Ouyang Qing's forehead.

"Ziyan, where did you see, so resentful, that you actually tore up my book?" Ouyang Qing asked curiously.

Shangguan Leng Yi was speechless, and said: "I read to her that Baoyu was beaten, and I didn't know what kind of wind to smoke, so I tore up the book as soon as I grabbed it, and when I reflected it, it was already like this!" ”

Everyone was silent for a while, purple smoke is really violent!

"Ahem, don't read it in the future, this guy named Cao Xueqin is really, it's really hateful to write something like this." Ziyan complained.

Shangguan Leng Yi couldn't help laughing and said: "Cao Xueqin also provoked you, he is a person who has been dead for hundreds of years, are you going to pick up his grave, and then scold his bones?" ”

"I would have liked, but how do I know where his grave is!" Ziyan shook her head and rolled her eyes to Shangguan Lengyi.

"You said you, people who can read books can turn their backs on their backs, but fortunately you didn't use the computer to read it, otherwise, the computer would have been smashed by you! Undoubtedly! Ouyang Qing said with a smile.

It's just a book, if Ziyan likes to tear it, give it to her and let her tear it up, this kind of dead thing, where can Ziyan be as cute as it? Ouyang Qing thought.

Purple Smoke stuck out her tongue and smiled mischievously.

"Okay, it's late at night, let's rest, Ziyan, you have a good night's rest, if you get out of bed, you can walk by yourself, let's play in the snow tomorrow, okay?" Shangguan Leng Yi raised his eyebrows and said with an evil smile.

Seeing Shangguan Lengyi's evil smile, Ziyan burst out laughing and said, "Okay, you can play in the snow tomorrow!" ”

"Don't be too happy, if you can walk yourself!" Shangguan Lengyi poured out Ziyan's thoughts of playing with snow with a basin of cold water.

"Ziyan, have a good rest, you must stand up tomorrow!" Huangfu Yi'er encouraged, isn't it just a loss of strength, with the ability of purple smoke to recover, everything is possible!

"Yes, Ziyan, you can sleep well today, and if you can leave tomorrow, we will have a snowball fight tomorrow! There's a snowman that I and Pothos built at the door! Ouyang Qing also encouraged.

Ziyan nodded, smirked, and said, "Okay, okay, no problem!" ”

The three of them went out one after another, leaving only Squeak and Pothos, after all, the house was too big, it was better for the two to live together, and Squeak lay down in the small bed of the exclusive purple smoke, and slipped in.

The green pothos folded the quilt for Ziyan, and then said, "Ziyan, good night!" ”

"Good night!" Ziyan closed her eyes and said.