After breakfast, Sister Wang's family sent us a mile away before waving goodbye, what a benevolent and righteous family. Parting also stuffed a large bag of dry food on the road, looking at my baby wolf wolf wolf also deliberately wrapped three pieces of cooked dried meat, but the three of us were moved to tears, this kind of person she should be blessed, no wonder people don't look good, (with a face of dark spots) and married eight capable husbands.

After a morning of driving, he was tired and hot, sweat soaked the back of his clothes, and the little wolf wolf was so hot that he hung his long tongue and panted. I finally saw a tree on the side of the road, so I hurriedly ran over and sat down to rest for a while.

"Feng'er, do you know how to ride a horse?" It's not a way to walk, and it took me 20 miles in the morning. Han Xiu pondered whether to buy two horses or one.

"Yes." I leaned my back against the crooked neck tree, and replied weakly.

I didn't feel it in the valley, but when I came out, I realized that the weather was really hot, but all the flowers and trees on the plain were roasted, and I was afraid that I could bake an egg on the ground casually. Although it is a hot day in July, the temperature is too high, at least 39 degrees. If I go any further, I will have to suffer from heat stroke. I poured a sip of hot water and gave the little wolf a sip as well. The water in this bamboo tube was originally cold water, but it was baked into hot water by this high temperature.

Han Xiu sat down beside me, stretched out his hand to tease the little wolf, and drank saliva. "Feng'er held on for a while, and when I got to the market, I bought two horses, and I didn't get so tired from riding."

It's also hot to ride a horse, but it's definitely much better than walking. "Well, Xiu...... Brother Xiu, buy a fan when the time comes...... All right? "People said they were buying me a horse, and I really shouldn't have asked for anything, but it was too hot.

Han Xiu looked at Feng'er's hot and crimson face and said with a smile. "Okay, Feng'er will help me pick one when the time comes."

"Oh yes, that's great! Thank you, Brother Xiu! Hearing Han Xiu's quick agreement, I, who was still as angry as a frosted eggplant before, immediately jumped up from the ground energetically, and threw the little wolf wolf into the sky, making it whine.

I was afraid that I would go slowly, and when I arrived, the market was over, and I couldn't buy a fan, so I made a hat with wild grass and wild flowers and put it on, took out the spirit of running a marathon at school before the crossing, and plucked up all the horsepower to hold the little wolf wolf all the way to the direction of the market.

Han Xiu looked at Feng'er, who was always running in front, and really admired it in his heart, it was really rare to run such a long way without seeing her slow down, and not listening to her complain on such a hot day.

When I finally arrived at the bazaar, I turned around and waved to Han Xiu. "Brother Xiu, we're here."

"Yes."

"You brute, you eat more than an ox, you carry less than a donkey, you walk slower than a turtle, let me go! Smack, smack! ”

Then came the mournful neighing of horses.

I turned my head and saw a thin red horse's buttocks, four thin legs, and a fat mountain pressed against the horse's back with a whip. This horse is so thin, his back is full of seven or eight bags of hemp, this fat man is still not a human being, he can crush a piece of soil at any stop, and he can kill a pig's figure with a casual fall, and he can't bear to ride on people's backs, which is simply worse than a beast.

I rushed over in a fit of rage, this man was fat and indistinguishable, with three rings of fat around his neck, and two pieces of fat on his chest swinging like a swing, not to mention below his chest, one tire was bigger than the other, and I guess he could crush me to death with one elephant leg.

Looking at the horse again, the neck was already covered with whip marks, and he was sweating profusely, and the tears and sweat on the horse's face were dripping down, and his mouth was panting, and he was desperately trying to climb up the slope step by step. It's all about being thinner than a donkey and carrying more than a camel! can catch up with the capacity of a tractor. didn't get crushed to death directly, it's good to be able to move around, how can this fat mountain still be suspicious, and he can't bear to beat people.

Looking at the horse's hooves and eyes, it is really pitiful that this is obviously a good horse that has been abused and insulted by this layman. Looking at it, watching it I couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears. As Han Yu said, there is Bole first and then Maxima in the world, Maxima is often there, but Bole is not often.

Han Xiu rushed over, and when he saw the tearful wind, he mourned infinitely at the thin horse.

"Feng'er, what's wrong?"

I wiped away a handful of tears. "It's nothing, just poor for the horse...... What a good horse, if you meet the owner, you will not meet the ......"

I really wanted to step forward and help push it, and I really wanted to scold at Feishan, but at this time, I couldn't do anything, I couldn't say anything. Because not only will this not change its sad fate, but it will also cause it to suffer more beatings.

Following the thin horse into the crowded bazaar, I lost the slightest interest in shopping.

Han Xiu had already bought a horse, and I sat in the tea shed on the street of the market and waited, thinking that the thin horse felt that the tea was very bitter and my heart hurt.

After a long time, Han Xiu came back, and he came back with two horses from a distance.

As soon as the little wolf saw him return, he hurriedly got out of my arms, jumped off the ground and shook his head and tail to meet him.

Although I felt uncomfortable, I still walked out, and unlike the little wolf, I hung my head and couldn't raise a little interest and enthusiasm.

"Feng'er, are you still thinking about that horse?" Han Xiu remembered her red rabbit eyes before, and he couldn't bear it in his heart.

I nodded, then shook my head violently. "No, no."

"Come, see your new master." Han Xiu said and led a horse to me.

Seeing that I still refused to look up, Han Xiu said. "Feng'er, I really don't like this horse, then I'll give it back to the fat man."

As soon as I heard the word fat, I hurriedly raised my head. Yes, it's the skinny horse!

"Repair...... Brother Xiu! ...... "So touched, so grateful!"

The man said that he had bought it from a Turkic merchant for 100 taels of silver, and that it was a mare that had not yet laid a cub, and that he would not sell it. However, in the end, he sold it to me for 60 taels. Give it a name! Han Xiu thought it was ridiculous when he thought of the fat man's raising the price, no matter how good the horse was like this, it would be good if someone was willing to buy it, but he was thinking about how to slaughter people and how to make a lot of money. Listening to the price he gave, he was so pleased that his head was smoking, but he still pretended to be very reluctant, and talked about the deep friendship between him and the horse, trying to get him to add more. Seeing that he turned around and was about to leave, he hurriedly rushed forward and hugged him, saying, "Big brother, good brother, don't be impulsive, you have something to say." Brother, I'll just say that, don't you mind. Since you have to buy it, then brother and I can only endure the pain of cutting love, 60 taels will be 60 taels, you take it away. So saying, he shoved the reins into his hand.

"Well, let's call it a breeze! Thank you, Brother Xiu, Brother Xiu, you are so good! I like the wind so much! "When I touched the thin horse, my heart was already happy, and when I was happy, I didn't hold my mouth back.

The guests in the tea shed and the passers-by all looked at us in unison when they heard my bold and explicit words.

Han Xiu's face turned red and he hurriedly took out a few pennies and put them on the table, picked up the little wolf, led the horse, and pulled me to quickly escape from their sight.

"Right...... I'm sorry, Brother Xiu ...... "After the accident, I followed behind with a weak heart, and I really wanted to tear a piece of tape to seal my mouth."

"Didn't Feng'er say to buy a fan?" Han Xiu blushed and looked to the other side, a faint smile in his eyes.

"Yes, yes. Where is it sold? I stood on tiptoe and looked around.

"There, there are several." Han Xiu pointed to a few stalls in front of a teahouse around the corner.

Walking over and taking a look, although there are only a few stalls, there are many types of fans. Cloth, paper, bamboo, grass, wood, feathers of different sizes.

Although there are many styles, they are not very liked, and at the end of the selection, I saw a fan stall with only things and no price stall owner.

What's going on? Is it all a fixed price?

The strange thing is that most of the fans in this house are white-faced, with no paintings and no words. There are two pens, an ink plate, a few color plates, and a piece of paper pressed on the stall to "write and paint"

This boss is creative! I don't surprise you. Choosing two paper fans that cost one tael, I picked up the pen. "Brother Xiu, what do you want to draw?"

"Bamboo."

"Okay." I drew a pair of green bamboos, added bamboo branches, turned my head and handed the pen to Han Xiu. "Brother Xiu, let's draw together. I've drawn the branches, you just need to draw the leaves. ”

"It's better for the wind to draw for me, I'm not good at drawing." It's not that Han Xiu doesn't know how to paint, but he wants Feng'er to paint for him.

"Don't worry, it's very simple, you just write the word 'person' and the word 'individual', the pen is heavy, and the pen is light. I really can't do it, I'll make up a few more strokes for you. "How could I let go of this opportunity to paint with beautiful men.

"Okay." Putting the little wolf on the ground, Han Xiu took the pen and drew it according to the way Feng'er said. This method is easy to learn, and the painted leaves are really beautiful. Han Xiu secretly criticized in his heart: This must be her experience in drawing a lot of bamboo queens.

"Wow! It's even better than what I painted! Admire! This is really, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach. "I'm a little depressed, obviously I'm a veteran of painting, and I pretend to be a novice on the road, please take care of it. I'm!

"Hehe, how can the wind say it so well, help me with the inscription." Han Xiu saw that Feng'er's little mouth could hang a few catties of pork.

"Okay." I read and wrote, and the time for endorsement came.

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”

"Good poetry! Wonderful! It's very much to my liking. "Han Xiu is completely different from last night's font, strong and powerful, and the pen is vigorous. Coupled with Feng'er's own bamboo poems, I am very satisfied.

I smirked weakly, I plagiarized Mr. Zheng, can it be good? But in order to love the beautiful man, he had to write Qin Suifeng Yong when he was killed.

I blew into the fan, turned it over, changed it to another color and painted the windswept grass, and then wrote two words: Zhixiu.

In fact, the implication is obvious, the wind is everywhere in the whole painting, which is nothing more than three words: the cultivation of the wind

Han Xiu took the fan, he couldn't understand it no matter how he looked at it, he looked up and saw Feng'er's lustful eyes, smiled shyly, understood.

I'm used to smiling and blushing at him, only when he's shy again.

Turned around, picked up another fan, and without drawing anything, he wrote a large character style on the front. On the back is written a large character style of wild grass.

Han Xiu was a little surprised when he saw me put down my pen. "Don't you paint in the wind?"

"A casual and chic wind, a wind that flows everywhere, that's enough." I fanned him and sparkled at him.

What I didn't know was that a man in white in a teahouse saw the story of our fan from beginning to end!

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