Although Pan Fuma didn't see the beauty clearly, he felt that the crisp voice was very familiar, like the voice that had gone away but lingered in his dreams. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Although the tone is different, this voice is overflowing with joy, and the original voice is like the cold moonlight on a winter night, but it is very similar.

"Daddy, Yue'er misses her mother, I think about it so much, I think about it......"

"Daddy, Yue'er wants to be the bead in your hand......"

"Daddy, Yue'er is not fun, my brother has to go to school, and you are not at home all the time......"

"Daddy, Yue'er will also go with you to Daci Temple to burn incense and vegetarian ...... for your mother."

The childishness of that voice gradually dissipated, but it also became more and more cold.

He let out a long sigh, and suddenly lost the interest in going out for a walk. said to Liang Lao Guogong, "Lord Liang, please take it, I am a little uncomfortable today and want to go back to the house to rest." ”

When Liang Laoguo heard this, he took Liang Shi, who was waiting in the outer courtyard with the white wolf and the mountain, and went out, but the monkey brother and the monkey sister did not go out with him, and had already hung on the little monk's body and went to Wangjiang Tower.

Pan looked up at the carved lattice, half of which was obscured by the luxuriant branches. Suddenly, from the small window, there was the sound of Hongji and the young woman talking and laughing.

That's right, it's that sound, crisp and soft......

Pan Juma thought about it carefully, and strung together many questions these days, and the answers seemed to be coming out. After living here for a month, he always felt a little confused and puzzled. Liang Laoguo said a few days ago that it was time to go back to the capital, but he didn't want to go back, just to solve the doubts in his heart.

Several children, except for the eldest son Qian Yijin, the other three look like Yue'er, that is, like themselves, especially the two girls. He has seen the father of the child, and there are not many children like him.

This young woman's daughter is also called Yue'er, which he heard Qian Manjiang say before.

There is also that "hope", not to mention the wonderful embroidery skills, the free and beautiful painting and exquisite layout, which are the same as the embroidery when Yue'er was at home.

As soon as I saw Xiu'er and Jing'er, I had that involuntary sense of closeness and familiarity.

Now, I heard this voice that looked like the moon again.

How can there be so many coincidences?

His moon, his moon......

Thinking of this, Pan Zi'an's heart beat wildly, and he hurried back to Linxiangyuan.

"Wu Zhi, Wu Zhi." As soon as he entered the courtyard, he cried out loudly.

Wu Zhi hurriedly ran out of the wing room in the backyard and followed the master into the east wing. Wu Zhi was a little puzzled, except for the time when the county lord of Zhenyue had an accident, Mr. had never lost his temper like this.

Pan Pony whispered a few words in his ear. Wu Zhi was stunned, nodded, and walked out of the back door of Hexi Garden with a few ingots of silver.

Guards and servants usually enter and exit through this gate. To get to the front yard, you have to pass through a flower path in front of the inner yard, where only the master and the woman walk.

Wu stopped out the back door, and outside the back rows of houses, there were also a few children and women playing and chatting in it, but he didn't stop. He knew that it was impossible to get a big harvest if he looked for a subordinate of the Qian family or a long-term worker to inquire about the master.

He walked around the backyard wall of the homecoming garden, through the wasteland, towards the village.

When I came to the entrance of the village, I happened to see a lame old woman beating and scolding a little girl, with a small wooden bucket and a few clothes scattered next to her. The little baby didn't even dare to cry, but just whispered for mercy.

An older woman shouted at the door of her house, "...... You just accumulate some virtue, Acao is so pitiful, she has done so much work at a young age, what are you still beating her for? ”

Wu Zhi walked over, took out a piece of silver and said to the old woman, "Auntie, I want to ask you about something." ”

It was the Tang clan who beat people.

Now she is very depressed. has no financial power, and her son is disobedient, and even men dislike her. She had nowhere to vent, and her two little grandsons were reluctant to fight, and they didn't dare to fight.

If she had nothing to do, she came to the village to see her daughter's home, and she was angry when she saw the ugly girl. Think about how watery her Duo Niang is, how could she give birth to such an ugly girl. The mouth is not sweet, and I don't know how to say hello when I see people.

She was pinching Li Acao's buttocks, and saw a white ingot of silver flash in front of her eyes, and heard the man say so. He let go of Li Acao, straightened up and said with a smile, "As long as it's our Huaxi Village, there's nothing I don't know." ”

Wu Zhi smiled, "That's the best." Let's go under that tree and talk slowly. ”

After listening to the woman, Wu Zhi was also in a surging mood and excited. Oh my God, is it really God who has eyes, or is the eldest princess protecting the county lord in the sky?

But he did not dare to be careless, so he asked another woman to inquire......

And back in the garden, Qian Yijin and Qian Yixiu happily returned to Wangjiang Tower. As soon as the little monk came, Mr. Yu would make an exception for their vacation, and then go to Wanjia to find Grandpa Wan to drink.

As soon as Qian Yijin and Qian Yijin went to the second floor, they heard Cheng Yue reading her little father's love letter.

That love letter is the spiritual food of the little mother, take it out and read it when you have nothing to do, and share it with others. She often gives Qian Yijin and Qian Yixiu a thought, but also to Huang's sister-in-law and Chenyu, and also to Qian Manxia, who occasionally returns to her parents' house.

Often, these people are not doing much, and she herself is moved to tears first. Especially when I read the poem "Yang Zhishui" quoted by my little daddy, Cheng Yue would cry every time she read it.

It's just a matter of reading love letters to minors, and now that they are reading to the little monk, the faces of the little brothers and sisters are a little blushing.

At this time, Cheng Yue was reading that paragraph with emotion, "...... Yang Zhishui, not flowing salary. His son will not fight with me. Huaiya, Huaiya, the moon is returned! The water of Yang does not flow Chu. His son will not fight with me. Huaiya, Huaiya, the moon is returned! The water of Yang does not flow the pu. His son will not make a war with me. Huai Zai Huai Zai, the moon is returned to Zai ......"

Before she finished reading the poem, she was moved to cry again. said, "Hongji, Brother Jiang thinks of me like this, and he thinks of me like this." ”

The little monk was a little ignorant, touched his bare head and said, "Auntie, don't be sad......

Cheng Yue hurriedly said, "My aunt is not sad, my aunt is happy." ”

Although the little monk didn't understand it, he still smiled and said, "Hehe, my aunt should be happy." Uncle Jiang is so good, he can think of his aunt so much when he sees the river ditch and the chai guy, so doesn't he miss his aunt even more when he sees the big river and the mountains? The aunt should be happy. ”

Qian Yixiu felt that the little monk was more like a little padded jacket than herself. Because every time the little lady cried and read this paragraph with emotion, Qian Yixiu would get goosebumps, and she would not follow her.

Look at what moved her, as for it? There are so many good poems describing love in the first scripture, all of which are so beautiful, that the little father doesn't know how to use them, but he uses such a poem that is not beautiful at all.

She can figure it out if she thinks about it, the little daddy is not even a child, in his previous life, he didn't graduate from primary school, and his low level of education is understandable.

And Qian Yijin was also a little confused when he heard his little mother read this poem, and he didn't know why his mother cried so much. He felt that his father should write some poems such as "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the River Island", or "Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son".

When the little monk saw them coming back, he greeted them with a smile and said a special joyful sentence, "The poor monk has only one master, and the two of you have so many relatives, and now you have a younger brother and sister, you are too greedy for the poor monk." No, you have to compensate the poor monks. ”

He also had no choice, and the master asked him to make a car full of No. 1 golden lotus root this time. He not only has to eat it himself, but also gives it away.

The little monk knew that even the Qian family itself didn't have many No. 1 Golden Lotus Roots. As soon as the golden lotus root came out of the water, it was dragged by those people to rich places such as the capital, the provincial capital, and the south of the Yangtze River.

The master asked for a car, and eighty percent had to pull all the golden lotus roots of the Qian family.

He was extremely embarrassed and picked his head before he thought of this excuse.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, before the little brother and sister squeaked, Cheng Yue spoke first, "How to compensate?" The aunt asked them to make amends. ”

The little monk smiled and said, "Poor monk...... No, the poor monk wants a cart of No. 1 golden lotus root. ”

Qian Yixiu knew that it was the old monk's idea when he heard it, and grabbed Bai Dao, "That old half-immortal's mouth is really greedy, and he is going to leave half of my golden peaches." This time it's better, on the first day of today's lotus root, he wants another car. He's leaving, what are we going to eat? ”

When the little monk heard this, he blushed embarrassedly.

Cheng Yue was a little distressed when she saw the little monk like this. Disgusted with her daughter, she said, "Xiu'er, Hongji is also your younger brother, how can you talk to your younger brother like this?" Mother is so sad. Then he persuaded the little monk and said, "Your sister is joking with you." ”

Qian Yixiu is also addicted, as long as it is an old fairy, the third noble grandfather will do it. Seeing that the little lady was like this, she said, "I'll just tell you, Master Sorrow wants it, why can't I give it." ”

As she was talking, Jing'er woke up, wow wow and cried, waking up Mingwa to cry too. The nurse went upstairs, fed the two children, and washed them again.

Now I can't go to Hexi Garden to play, and several subordinates in the family, Changgong and Steward Wang are busy in West Lake.

They took their children to shade in the shade of the trees in front of the Wangjiang Tower. Cheng Yue didn't go out, but the door of Wangjiang Tower was open, and she sat by the door and watched a few children play with Brother Monkey and Sister Monkey.

At the next morning, the little monk took away a cart full of No. 1 golden lotus root as he wished.

Because Qian Manjiang is Wang Ye's henchman, and because Pan Juma and Liang Laoguo are here, Song Siye doesn't dare to be too domineering, and Wang Steward doesn't dare to be too black-hearted. Now the No. 1 lotus root in the West Lake is open to supply to the Qian family, and the Qian family has not affected them because there are too many little monks.

Dinner is a lotus root feast. For some reason, Pan Yuma, who likes to be quiet and rarely spoken, took the initiative to invite Qian Sangui to come to Xiangyuan for dinner. He also took the initiative to toast Qian Sangui with a few glasses of wine, and said that he taught the children well.

His abnormalities are not only these, but he has always looked at Qian Yijin with gentle eyes, and served him vegetables from time to time.

Qian Yijin was seen as if he was on pins and needles. This Mr. Pan is not a warm-hearted person, he was not very kind before, and he gave it to his two younger sisters. Except for his two beautiful girls, the one surnamed Pan ignored everyone else, including the Ming Wa, who was obviously cute.

So much so that Qian Yijin despised this old man very much, and told his sister more than once to stay away from danger, dreaming that they would leave quickly. He was also particularly unhappy that the surnamed Pan loved to hug Jing'er's sister, and discussed with Qian Yixiu more than once how to stop this person from touching Jing'er. Qian Yixiu smiled and said that he thought too much, and Mr. Pan's love for Jing'er was for the elders and for the juniors.

Why did the surname Pan suddenly change today, and he was so enthusiastic about his grandfather and himself? I don't understand, I don't understand.

Liang Laoguo Gong was also a little blind. Pan Yuma didn't come out to eat dinner today, first talked secretly with Wu Zhi behind closed doors, and then closed the house by himself, and when he came out, his eyes were still a little red.

Liang Lao Guogong said with a pun, "We martial artists can't understand the thoughts of you literati. What's wrong with you today? Don't scare the little baby, see that people can't even eat. ”

Pan Yuma snorted coldly, "If you talk about clever words, my old Pan can't beat the horse as well as you." I don't think as much as you, I just think that we have been bothering Qian for so long, and I want to thank them. ”

After the meal, Pan Yuma did not leave any money for Sangui to drink tea, saying that he was going for a walk. Qian Sangui walked slowly on crutches, and before he left the yard, Pan Yuma had already hurriedly pulled Qian Yijin towards the West Lake.

Liang Laoguo smiled with Qian Sangui as he walked out, "This Mr. Pan has been hit since he was a teenager, and he has begun to act recklessly, thinking more about himself and less about others. Brother Qian is not surprised. ”

Qian Sangui hurriedly shook his head, "No surprise, no surprise." ”

He already knew whether Mr. Pan was a colt or Rong Enbo, and he dared to be surprised.

Qian Yixiu didn't take her younger siblings to the West Lake in Hexi Garden today, where some sludge has not been cleaned up.

She took them to play on the covered bridge next to the Lotus Perfume Pavilion. From a distance, I saw Qian Yijin by the West Lake waving to them, and next to him stood Liang Laoguo Gong and Pan Yuma.

Qian Yixiu waved his hand, meaning not to go.

In a few moments, the three men were walking towards here. To be more precise, it was Pan Ju who led Qian Yijin here, and Liang Laoguo followed behind them.

Qian Yixiu is a good boy, and politely greeted Pan Fuma and Liang Laoguogong, and said, "Mr. Pan is good, Grandpa Liang is good." ”

Pan Yuma first glanced at Qian Yixiu eagerly, and said, "Xiu'er, good boy, in the future, I will call Grandpa Pan, don't call Mr., too polite, too foreign." There was no coldness in his voice.

After speaking, he leaned over and picked up Jing'er, and said gently, "Jing'er, come, grandpa hug." After that, he looked down at Mingwa twice, and his eyes were completely devoid of his previous disgust, and he was still hot. said, "Grandpa only has one pair of hands, and he can only hold one person." Mingwa is a boy and is more atmospheric. ”

His head is broken?

Qian Yixiu and Qian Yijin glanced at each other, Qian Yijin shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, meaning that he didn't know what was going on.

Liang Lao Guogong also looked at Pan Fuma like a monster, and he didn't know which one he was singing.

When a few people were wondering, they suddenly heard Jing'er screaming, and one hand grabbed the left side of Pan Yuma's face and twisted it vigorously, because of the excessive force, her little face turned red.

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