That's it, just blame yourself for wishful thinking!

The poor little moth girl arranged a qiē, and waited for her eldest brother Feng to push the boat down the river and fulfill her infatuation, and the two of them will always be united and grow old together, but they didn't expect it to become this joke.

Her tenderness immediately turned into hatred, her pink face swelled into pork liver, and her always gentle eyes also shot out of the light, and the ten-fingered Qianqian took this handkerchief as his ice cube face, and he couldn't wait to go over with one paw and grab him a few blood holes.

I didn't complain about the little moth and became angry, the girls thought that Brother Feng was a bloody man, and he should be more or less a person who cherished the fragrance and cherished the jade, knew the cold and knew the hot, but now I didn't expect that the good man I admired in the past would be so disdainful of his daughter's intentions, so hurtful!

In fact, it was the moth who wronged him.

The young Uncle Feng is a stubborn stone, a piece of wood, and a nerd who doesn't understand the amorous feelings. He saw a veil on the road, and where did he know that there were so many twists and turns?

Besides, the girl took a lot of pains to embroider her name into a flower, and if she didn't look closely, she couldn't see the word "little moth" at all. Brother Feng just happened to have dirty shoes, and he happened to pick up the ones that fit his hands, so he made the best use of them.

Even if this is the case, the little moth doesn't care so much, and the resentment in her heart is so vigorous that it burns herself to the ground. How much she loved him at the beginning, how much she hated him now.

Her fine makeup was spent, her eyebrows were raised, her apricot eyes were wide open, and she cursed this cold-faced and cold-hearted man: how much he violates his sincerity today, he will definitely be trampled by others in the future! How much you have spent on him today, others must have taken back from him - it must be called a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution will be unpleasant!

Xiao Moth poured out his anger, cleaned himself up again, turned around and went from Li Heshan, became the third lady of Li Mansion, was very favored, and he was quite competitive, and gave birth to his eldest daughter Li Shuyi in the second year.

But for Mrs. Moth, the scar she got from Brother Feng when she first fell in love did not get shallower and shallower with the leisurely and comfortable days of wealth, but became deeper and deeper because Uncle Feng was affectionate to other women.

When Madame Moth realized that the woman didn't care about him, but Uncle Feng was cautious and precious to that woman, just as she did when she treated him wholeheartedly, she almost smiled in her heart: What did I say at the beginning? Brother Feng, I didn't expect it, you actually have today?!

Retribution came, faster than Madame Moth had begged.

Uncle Feng's peach blossom catastrophe was very ferocious: when he came, he brought a devastating momentum, at first he lit a raging fire in his heart, and then poured it like pouring rain, and then added wind and frost swords, and when he went, he was only left with devastation, and since then the softest place in his heart has been barren and no grass has grown.

The woman who cut his heart with a knife is called Yu Niang, and her maiden name is Zhuang.

He only called her Yu'er in his heart.

After I didn't know whether I felt that I had offended Xiao Moth and a woman, Li Heshan had matched Uncle Feng with a girl with an innocent net worth and outstanding appearance several times, but Uncle Feng refused, and said that he had no eyes too sincerely. I don't want to marry at will, but in the future, I will let my family be snubbed and wronged in vain. made those girls who dreamed of marrying him disgraced, and their faces were very ugly.

At that time, Li Heshan and his wife were very surprised, and said in their hearts, the eye? What is right for you?

Pick dozens of girls in the Li Mansion, and these girls are also considered to be the best: they must be virtuous and virtuous, they must be good-looking, and they must be talented. If you marry a wife like this, any man should be content.

But who knows, Uncle Feng didn't even fancy any of them.

Seeing him so stubborn, Li Heshan couldn't bear it, so he said forget it, since his vision is so high, there is no need to bother Zhang Luo for him, let him go.

The old man is not open, but God is still waiting here! He, a good storyteller, pushed a jade girl in front of Uncle Feng's eyes with three pushes and two pushes.

At that time, Li Fu was still Li Heshan's father Li Yunzhang in charge, and he and Uncle Feng were both just beginning to have a weak crown, and they were the young men who were dashing, jade trees were in the wind, and they went everywhere to attract bees and butterflies.

Li Heshan has been pampered since he was a child, and in his early twenties, he gave birth to a white and pure square face, and the heavenly court is full and round, and he is quite official. I love to wear a snow silk robe, and I often hold a folding fan in my hand, and there are only four words written in cursive on the white background fan: "Floating and stealing", which looks like Sven, polite and polite, quite bookish, and quite able to fool the little girl who is not familiar with the world.

At that time, he had already won the promotion and was preparing to be admitted to the Jinshi next year. After all, he is a merchant, and he is a low-end person, so it is not as good as a scholarly family. Li Heshan wrote the pair of "poems and books have been handed down for a long time, and cultivated and read for a long time", and pasted them on the wall of the Taishi in the main hall to encourage themselves, wanting to enter the field and travel and prosper in official fortune.

Li Yunzhang was also very nervous about this only son's schoolwork, and only begged him to be able to name the gold list and shine on the lintel, so he almost locked him in the study building, which is now the Zhegui Building, and like Songchen, he did not avoid the cold and heat, and worked hard.

However, Li Heshan was not cultivated as a seedling of reading when he was a child, and Li Yunzhang's requirements for him were naturally not as strict as those of Songchen, so when the restraints were not strict, he had already seen the world of flowers, mandarin ducks and butterflies.

The playful teenager has a heart, and the days of hard study in the cold window are as tormenting as prison, and sometimes Li Heshan sneaks out of the house with Uncle Feng to play. The two of them went to the wilderness, to the market, to the gambling house, and to the restaurant, so naturally they would inevitably visit the Flower Street Willow Lane and the Qinlou Chu Pavilion.

At that time, Houshui Town was already very prosperous, with a lot of traffic every day, bustling, and the sound of selling was endless.

At the beginning of the lights, the Washe Goolan located at the end of the alley began to be lively, the girls were pretentious, the silk and bamboo orchestra played from time to time, the singers sang bone-eroding, and the plates and cups collided crisply...... These countless voices cover up the difficulties of life, deceive anyone's sincerity, talk about whose hypocrisy, tell about the lovesickness to the bones, talk about the timely music, and converge into a song called "Fengyue", which is sung in the sky above the ancient Houshui Town.