Chapter 665: Little Happiness

Ye Zigao was bluffed by the thunder that slashed towards the rest of his life.

Let's talk about the rest of his life, although he was struck by lightning, I have to say that this thunder is worthy of his family, the formation is large, and the damage is small.

So much so that the drunken rest of his life was not bluffed at all, he looked at the sky and muttered: "I have found out, this king of the Eastern Wilderness likes to peep." ā€

"Boom", a thunder spit out between the dark clouds, and Yu Sheng hurriedly hid behind Aunt Qing, and saw that the thunder tongue was retracted in time.

"Cut, once born, second ripe, and want to split me a second time, and don't want to think about whose son I am for the rest of my life. Yu Sheng came out and said to the sky proudly.

The black clouds were rolling, and I didn't know how to react to the words of the rest of my life for a while.

Perhaps, it has never seen such shameless words of decency.

The rest of his life was not bluffed, someone was bluffed, and the grass in the lobby was broken with his fingers, and he watched Ye Zigao roll down from the stairs in amazement.

Fu Nan, who had already gone to the backyard to clean up his livestock, walked back and looked at the leaves that had fallen high in surprise.

Under the gaze of the two, Ye Zigao stood up casually and patted the dust on his body, "My feet are slipping." He turned back and cautiously went upstairs.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared at the mouth of the wooden ladder that Fu Nan and Cao'er glanced at each other, "This foot is slippery enough." "It's hard to say rich.

As soon as his words fell, Ye Zigao fell down the wooden ladder with a rolling belt, and casually threw the ten pieces of money in his hand to the rich, "Dragon, dragon, dragon." ā€

Fu Nan understood, just hid the money, the black girl stretched and walked down the wooden ladder, "What are you running to see me?" she asked Ye Zigao.

"Run, didn't run, I slipped my foot just now, I don't believe you asked them. Ye Zigao looked flustered and pointed to Fu Yan.

"I swear to God. "It's hard to get rich and stretch out your hand," if there is a half-false, let Ye Zi Gao Tian thunder five times, he really slipped his feet just now. ā€œ

"Your uncle. Ye Zigao couldn't hear the "thunder" the most now, and glared at Fu Nan, but was threatened back by Fu Nan patting the money hidden in his chest.

"You're also bad, why do you swear by others?" The black girl Bai Fu glanced at it, looked outside, saw that there was no thunder for a while, and nodded: "It seems to be true." ā€œ

"Of course it's true, let's go, let's go outside to enjoy the rain. Ye pushed the black girl away.

Subconsciously, Ye Zigao always felt that it was not safe for black girls to be with money.

I don't see the guy named Jubao, but wherever there is a black girl, he will never appear.

Seeing Ye Zigao and the black girl leaving, Fu Nan shook his head, "Hey, it's better to be alone, you see Ye Zigao, you have to hide your own money." ā€œ

"The shopkeeper is too, the money is hidden in the kennel, or I am alone and comfortable. "It's hard to sit down.

Still looking up in the grass pulling his fingers, "It's like you can marry a daughter-in-law, and you're still comfortable, forced, right?"

"I—" Fu Nan stood up, putting his hands behind his back, "I have nothing to say to you little man. ā€œ

"You're short, your whole family is short. The grass jumped up as if it had stepped on its tail, and Fu Nan was so frightened that he hurriedly ran out.

In the attic, after this toss for the rest of his life, his body shook even more, and Aunt Qing, who was tasting wine, had to help him, "Okay, I'll send you back to the house to rest." ā€œ

"Don't go. Yu Sheng waved his hand, "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, what about a thousand gold, how much money does it have to be, how can I go to sleep?"

"Where did you come from?" Aunt Qing was inexplicable, and wanted to send the rest of her life away quickly, so that she could calm down and taste this wine carefully.

"That's right. The staggering rest of his life nodded solemnly, and looked at Aunt Qing, who was taking the opportunity to take a sip, looked at him, "What do you think I'm doing?"

She admired the rest of her life, not sleeping, not making a fuss, but serious nonsense.

Yu Sheng stretched out his hand, pinched Aunt Qing's chin in surprise, and then approached Aunt Qing. The city lord blinked at him, and said in his heart, should I push him away now?

It's just that the heart is more than enough but the strength is insufficient, the brain thinks like this, but Aunt Qing didn't move in her hand until the rest of her life said: "Little aunt, there is no Spring Festival, we can make it." ā€

"What, what!" Aunt Qing stepped on the surface of Yu Sheng's feet, making Yu Sheng jump on one leg.

Aunt Qing also admired this, obviously she was already drunk and swaying from east to west, but she didn't stumble at all when she jumped up.

"Daughter, you don't like money the most, you don't want so much money. He stopped suddenly, as if the pain had not been there, "You're still not my little aunt?"

He looked up and down seriously, "Could it be that the sword spirit is pretending to be again?" Last time she said let me do whatever I wanted, I'll try." ā€

"Do whatever you want?" Aunt Qing's face froze, and she gritted her teeth and "gurgled".

A certain person sitting on the eaves of the door of the city lord's mansion looked at the rest of his life insurance at his feet, expecting to sneeze at the person who stole one or two boxes of boxes from the copper wall.

"Who's thinking about me?" the sword spirit didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, and he rubbed his nose and continued to look down.

"Hey, rare, this lady actually carried eggs to apply for insurance for the rest of her life. The sword spirit stood up and saw that the people below had really done it for the eldest lady.

"This is Yu Meng's main egg, the long one, don't put it properly. "When the eldest lady left, she told me a thousand times.

"Grow?" muttered the Sword Spirit, as she had stolen something back on target.

A hundred miles away, Fang Cai secretly made up his mind to let the city lord who was good-looking with the sword spirit stick up to Yu Sheng, hugged her tightly, climbed his hand on the back of his hip, and pinched it gently.

The city lord was indifferent and said to Yu Sheng, "Are you sure you don't sleep?"

"If you don't sleep, you can live half a life more if you don't sleep. The rest of his life moved out of his theory again.

"Then don't blame the little aunt for being a guest..."

"Shhhh ā€

As he spoke, Yu Sheng's hand had already reached into the placket, and he was only about to untie his clothes.

"Hey", the city lord sighed, hugged Yu Sheng, touched the back of his head with his hand, and slapped him off guard, and Yu Sheng's body softened.

"It's worth a thousand gold for a moment of Spring Festival, what about you deceiving the child?" Aunt Qing helped Yu Sheng to her room, threw her on the bed and covered it with a quilt, and tidied up her clothes and said disdainfully.

She took the wine jar for the rest of her life, "Well, now I can finally taste the wine quietly." ā€œ

In a hazy sleep, I woke up many times intermittently for the rest of my life, all begging for water.

In his memory, it was the little aunt who brought the water, and he wanted to hug Aunt Qing, but every time he didn't wait to stretch out his hand, the whole person fell asleep again.

He didn't know how many times he woke up, and the only memory was the sound of the rain outside the attic, like a hypnotic song, which made him sleep more and more for the rest of his life, and sleep more and more.

When it was hazy for a while, the rest of my life even felt that the days had passed forever.

Then let it pass. Yu Sheng didn't have the slightest intention of struggling to get up, lying in the warm quilt, occasionally catching a glimpse of Aunt Qing when he was awake, he felt very happy.

Forgot all the worries, forgot all the sorrows, listened to the rain outside, hid in the attic, lay under the covers, and had beautiful women by your side.

Like a child hiding in the quilt, opening the corner of the quilt and looking at the darkness outside, the experience of courage with his companions, the inexplicable little stability, small happiness.

When I woke up for the last time, it was getting late, Aunt Qing was no longer in the attic, and the rest of my life was immediately unsteady.

He stayed in bed for a long time, and after waking up in a haze that he didn't know who he was, where he was, or how much time had passed, he got up.

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