The gate was closed for a long time, and the wheels and hooves of the horses could not be heard, and the autumn sun, which finally showed its face, was not spicy, but the donkey leaning against the door felt heartburned. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He asked Taber, who looked calm, "The old man said, the more before the storm, the more peaceful it is. The two masters of our family are so peaceful, are they going to demolish the house tonight? ”

Taber glared, said a word of fart, and turned to work.

But he was actually anxious in his heart, the young master and Su Niang went out calmly together, very good, very harmonious, it was a scene that he and his wife looked forward to day and night.

It's just that when it really happened, there was a melancholy of a catastrophe.

It's weird no matter how you think about it, two people who are incompatible, all of a sudden, they are peaceful side by side, there must be some ghost!

When Taber thought of this, he limped to his feet and went to the old woman to discuss.

Be sure that everyone is safe.

The newly bought horse is an old young horse, and the newly bought car is a slatted fight, and the wheel is missing, and it feels that the old horse will run out of gas at any time, and the car will fall apart, but look at the coachman, who is in a leisurely manner, and does not mind the carriage pulling out the ox speed.

The coachman is not ordinary, with a dignified appearance, broad shoulders and a wide back, which makes many young girls blush and continue to peek.

The canopy has no door panel and no curtain, and a female passenger can be seen, with her back to the street, facing the wall of the car, as if she is hugging her knees.

The car made a terrible crunch, and the wheel shook non-stop, but the characters were very stable, making people feel that the horse was a famous horse for thousands of miles, and the car was a noble wood agarwood.

Out of the bustling downtown and to the remote poor square, pedestrians are busy for their livelihoods, and they rarely look at the old horses and broken cars. It turned into a long alley, quiet and uninhabited, and the coachman let the old horse admit it, and got into the car to see the motionless girl closely.

The girl had her head on the board, her eyes closed, her breathing was shallow, and she slept soundly.

Zhao Qinghe smiled and showed his white teeth, and suddenly blew on her neck. Xia Su's skin was extraordinarily fair, and he could immediately see a very thin and short pale yellow fluff floating on the back of his neck.

It's still a yellow-haired girl!

He was about to put on a mockery—

Xia Su turned his neck, and the palm-sized face was facing Zhao Qinghe, the tip of his nose to the tip of his nose, the distance of two fingers.

Her eye sockets are deep, and she can still see large eye contours when her eyes are closed, her eyeliner is very long and curled, and her eyelashes are like ink feathers.

Her lips are full and small, but the color of the lips is light, sprinkled with pearl powder, moist and beautiful.

Half of the delicate and permeable cheeks made Zhao Qinghe think of the freshly baked big white steamed buns, but the inside was the meat filling of xiaolongbao, which was juicy and delicious.

Zhao Qinghe stretched out his hands to pinch the posture of the big white steamed bun, but when he came, he changed it to two index fingers, bent the corners of her slightly upturned mouth down, and her heart was sure enough.

It turned out that she used the method of bending the corners of her mouth to make herself look inconspicuous. If that small mouth is not deliberately old, the appearance is delicate and delicate, and the smile is also pitiful, which makes men the most tempting.

No wonder the romantic like Wu Qihan will be attracted to her, thinking that she only cares about painting, and doesn't care about pursing her mouth.

Zhao Qinghe thought of this, and saw her eyelashes trembling slightly.

In an instant, the pair of eyelashes seemed to have brushed over his heart, itching unbearably, and gradually tingling.

He couldn't help curling up the long fingers at the corners of her mouth, clutching, clutching.

This is nothing, it can only show that he, like Wu Qihan, is an ordinary man.

Zhao Qinghe silently got out of the car and drove the carriage to another lively wide street, thinking about who could continue to sleep in such a noisy place.

Half an hour later, facing the girl who had never changed her position and slept like a dead man, he finally understood that it was true that there were people outside the world.

He had no choice but to obediently drive the carriage back to the original alley, patted the wall of the carriage, "It's time to get there." ”

He thought he needed to scream a few more, but Xia Su's body shook violently.

Because she was not sleeping well, her head stiffened and hit the car next to her, making a loud bang.

Zhao Qinghe bared his teeth and grinned, oops, oops, it hurt for her, but he smiled and gloated.

How could Xia Su not see it?

Rubbing his head, he glanced at him fiercely, looked left and right, squatted and probed his feet, and then slowly landed on the ground.

"You're really ......" Don't be on guard when you should be on guard, don't relax when you should relax, so stupid that he doesn't bother to say her, replace it with two words, "...... Slow enough. ”

"You don't have to come along." Did she beg him?

Zhao Qinghe not only asked for eight hundred taels, but also redeemed the calligraphy and paintings that were originally dead intact, Xia Su was a good talker, and let him run outside the business in the future.

In fact, she didn't understand that it was easier for a man to eat and talk about anything than a woman.

However, Zhao Qinghe did not have the arrogance of last night, he only said that he was in charge of the buyers, she was in charge of the paintings, the money was in one account, and the monthly settlement was settled, so the division of labor and cooperation.

Zhao Qinghe looked at the corners of Xia Su's drooping mouth, surprised at how a person's temperament could change so much, but his expression did not move, his eyes were painted, and he looked around in a blink of an eye. The bottomless alleys, the layers of roof tiles, I don't know how many poor and destitute households are hidden in them, it is difficult to guarantee that there are no people who are desperate when they see color, wealth, and corners.

"In case the **** is gone, I always have to know where to find ......"

Xia Su was stunned, thinking that Zhao Qinghe would be full of complaints and dirty, but unexpectedly-

“…… My sister is our family's cash cow, and we must not miss ...... at all."

A trace of warmth just appeared in Xia Su's heart, and it suddenly dropped to cold, a cash cow.

"Our family now doesn't even have a whole ingot, except for the old things that can't be eaten or used in the box, and it all depends on some copper plates leaking between my sister's fingers." Glancing at the drum and drum bag that Xia Su was carrying on his shoulder, Zhao Qinghe remembered that he seemed to be carrying it like this last time, and it seemed that Xia Su was very generous in paying the helpers.

The two hands, held in front of Zhao Qinghe's eyes, were plain white, slender, and not weak. He couldn't understand it, so he heard Xia Su's soft and smooth voice.

"Full." She said.

"What's full?" He asked.

"No finger seams." The corners of her mouth were quietly curled, and the bottom of her eyes was full of sneer, "This is called a fortune hand, natural, unless I volunteer, I can't even leak sand." Do you want ingots, or do you want to earn them yourself. With that, he put his hand back to his side and continued to walk forward.

That's what it means. Zhao Qinghe couldn't help it, he clenched his empty fist, gagged and laughed, but after laughing, he didn't say anything anymore, and followed behind Xia Su.

Although he can't remember the past events and people, some unfamiliar images come to his mind from time to time, as if they came from his childhood. Alone, accustomed to loneliness; being bullied and rebelling; rebellious to self-abuse, blocking his eyes and brains, and concentrating on martial arts.

The donkey told him that he always annoyed Xia Su, but now, he didn't bother her at all, and enjoyed the fun she bringed.

Has he changed? Or is she peculiar?

The alleys with twists and turns, unable to distinguish between the inside and outside of the courtyard, this square house where countless families live shows the same color of misery.

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