Chapter 461

"Senior brother, you don't have to be polite, this is what I should do. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zhao is half blind and guilty, and I feel sorry for my brother's family, my life is good now, but in the end, I have left my hometown and left my homeland, so that the Zhang family can live by relying on the Ji family's snort."

"Senior brother doesn't have to be so polite, you can come to the humble house," Zhang Qingfeng glanced at Li Chenyu, who was settled, and his voice was cold: "Let the past pass, after such a long time, how many misunderstandings there are, I don't understand, I can't tell you for a long time." In the future, we will not mention it in the future. ”

This is for Li Chenyu, she naturally understands best, and being able to come over today is also a conciliatory attitude, otherwise Zhang Qingfeng, an old thing, would not be able to loosen his mouth and persuade soft words.

"What Master Zhang said is that yesterday's events cannot be mentioned, and I have not caused you much trouble, Master Zhang is generous, and he also knows current affairs below." Li Chenyu didn't want to say anything else, the wrong Zhang family, who was wanted by the whole country at the beginning, and he and himself each bore half of it, and they couldn't blame anyone for it, they all knew it, but they could only be strangers, and they didn't have any intersection with each other.

"I've already said that, and I won't mention anything else. Mo Ling, let people have a banquet, today with your uncle and Young Master Li, let's have a drink. Zhang Qingfeng had a shallow smile on his face, as if he was relieved, and made a gesture of invitation to Li Chenyu, leading them to the backyard.

went to the backyard, and the ladies of the Zhang family saw the ceremony and sat at separate tables.

During the banquet, Zhang Moling took the lead and toasted Li Chenyu with several teenage boys.

"Mo Ling, come--have a drink with your uncle, your younger brother of the Li family can't drink, don't greet him." The fake beard on Zhao's half-blind chin curled up as he spoke, and he smiled first as he respected.

Zhang Moling glanced at her father, hurriedly picked up the quilt and drank the wine, and told Li Chenyu that she didn't know if she could drink, and beckoned her to eat.

Before the meal was over, Zhao Banblind was drunk by Zhang Moling and his son, and he himself was very drunk, and when he was drunk, he talked a lot, nagging and talking to his senior brother about the past.

Zhang Qingfeng was also half drunk, as if he was suppressed by something, his face was dark, and he pinched the wine glass and didn't listen.

Li Chenyu sat next to Zhao Banblind, she didn't stop her, she filled her stomach by herself, and occasionally talked to Zhang Moling beside her.

After a long time, the food was cold. Li Chenyu looked at the hazy light in the room illuminated by candlelight, got up and said, "It's not early, it's been a long time, we should go back."

"Huh? Is it dark? Zhao Ban was blind with his tongue wide, turned his head to look around, and muttered in his mouth: "Are you in charge of the lamp?" It's not too early, it's time for us to go back. ”

Zhang Qingfeng stood up, held his junior brother's arm and said, "It's very dark, don't leave tonight, just stay at home."

"No—no, it's close, and it's a little bit of effort—it's ...... It's home, don't worry about me, brother, I didn't drink much. Zhao Ban was blind and smirked, looking very happy.

Several juniors of the Zhang family took turns to stay, and they delayed for a while before going out, and Zhao Banblind was helped by Zhang Qingfeng to send them out of the door, handed them over to Song Ting, and sent them outside the gate before returning.

Li Chenyu said that they came on horseback, and when they left, it was changed to Zhao half-blind lying on the back of the horse, muttering drunken words.

In the quiet market, there was a long sound of a watchman, a few pounding sticks, and the sound went farther and farther, and I don't know whether it was inaudible or paused.

"Young Master," Song Ting lowered his voice and shouted tentatively.

Li Chenyu was stepping on his own shadow to play, and when he heard this, he glanced back.

"If you have something to say, don't chirp." She stepped on the cat's step again, chasing the shadow.

"Lin Shuang - she can't think about it, she wants to hang herself by hanging the beam, I don't know what to do." Song Ting stared at the back of his elegant steps, his tangled mind became a mess, and he especially wanted to find someone to come up with an idea.

"You have created your own iniquities, find a way to go by yourself." Li Chenyu was unconsciously surprised, Liu Shuang would be strange if he didn't look for death and life, he was poked in the heart by the person he admired, his hope was shattered, he couldn't get over it in his face and heart, the ancient woman was about to commit suicide if she couldn't think about it, Lin Shuang was the kind of weak, the best in inferiority, where it was so easy to open up.

Song Ting was deflated, with a hunched face.

When I got home, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and I looked at the door for a long time before I heard the sound of hurried footsteps being dragged.

Lin Shuang, whose eyes were swollen into peaches, opened the door.

Song Ting couldn't see her, so he fled with his steps and pulled the horse away.

Quietly, Li Chenyu looked at the cramped and restless little girl, opened her mouth, and didn't know whether she should explain that she knew about them, if she said it, Lin Shuang's face would be even more unbearable, a person who couldn't think about it would seek death, who could stop someone who really wanted to die, wouldn't it be a sin!!

"Lin Shuang, I've worked hard for you these past few days. I'll give you a holiday, you go back to see your family, it doesn't matter if you stay at home for a few days, don't forget to come back. Li Chenyu hopes that she can think about the family that gave birth to her and dispel the idea of seeking death and life.

Feelings are a matter of mutual affection, you have to live or die to live, spoil yourself, make people look down on you, it's best not to fall into a good picture at both ends!

It's not a brain circuit, Li Chenyu is not entangled, bolted the door and went back to sleep.

The next day, Liu Shuang really listened to Li Chenyu's words, and went home with a small burden.

Li Chenyu looked gloomy when he saw her, afraid that something would happen to her, and with the intention of creating an opportunity, he ordered Song Ting to send Lin Shuang home.

Song Ting didn't refuse, and drove the carriage to catch up.

For a few days, Zhao Banblind was the chef, delivering food to Li Chenyu on time and on time, during which there were several bombings, and the crisis became bigger and bigger, the good small warehouse was loosened by the tossed wall, the roof was blown up in half, the walls were tilted, and the neighbors who were next to the door blushed and warned several times.

Finally, that night. Li Chen knocked on Zhao's half-blind door like a ghost, and his voice was full of excitement: "Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao? Hurry up, I've got it done, you get up and feast your eyes. ”

"Can you live in peace?" Zhao Ban was blind for a long time, opened the door and pulled his face, and let Li Chenyu drag him away.

"Don't be unhappy, you are the first person in the Great Zhou Dynasty to see fireworks, don't cheer, just pull my face." Li Chenyu was happy to be discounted by his elongated donkey face, and stopped the road coaxingly with his waist and didn't leave.

"My little ancestor, look at it, see what day it is? I can't see my fingers! Zhao Ban blindly pointed to the dark sky where there was not even a star, and he couldn't wait to roar twice to vent the depression in his heart.

"You know a fart, you have to watch fireworks at night, and you can't see them during the day." Li Chen's voice was loud and strong. In fact, she couldn't sleep at night, worked overtime to make fireworks, and when she was happy, she was hot-headed to share the joy, and she didn't have an idea what time it was.

"Gotcha, gotta gotcha," Zhao Ban couldn't argue, holding his sturdy hands behind his back, and walked towards the backyard.