The field is empty, the sky is getting late, insects are chirping, frogs are chirping, and the lights of farmhouses can be faintly seen in the distance.

It stands to reason that such a beautiful and vast plain, with fertile land and abundant water, should be a place with many villages, dense population, and developed trade, but why is it sparsely populated, the atmosphere is deserted, and the fields are barren?

"Brother Xiu, why is this place so vast and sparsely populated?" I couldn't help but be curious.

"A year ago, there was a great plague here, and people here died, and those who fled, and that's all there was to it." It was getting dark, and the wolves were raging on the plains, so we had to hurry up and find a family to stay in.

I have forgotten that in ancient times, natural disasters, plagues were rampant, wars were frequent, life was fragile, and the people were so bitter.

Suddenly, I saw a wild rose in the field, delicate and beautiful, bright and attractive red.

"It's a rose!" I was so excited that I felt like I had discovered a new world, and I rushed over with a jump, lying next to the flowers with a bang, hooking the flower branches and taking a deep breath and smelling intoxicated.

Han Xiu caught up, stood for a while, and squatted down. "Wind, don't move."

His magnetic voice suddenly sounded in my ears, and I would rather be distracted and distracted. When I opened my eyes, I saw his eyes staring at me for a moment, his body slowly leaning towards me, and his hands slowly resting on my shoulders and head. My heart was beating irrepressibly, plopping, plopping, plopping...... Is it about to stage the first kiss that I am delirious and fascinated, or more wishful to be able to play the first night of bone erosion, madness, and death next to this aphrodisiac rose?

Looking at Han Xiu's approaching lips, I wondered whether I should close my eyes and be shy and timid, open my mouth lightly, and invite happily, or should I open my eyes and snort, my red lips pursed slightly, pretend to refuse or half-open and half-close and want to refuse to welcome, want to talk back, want to return, want to 'kiss' and indulge. Just when these three thoughts collided wildly in my mind, Han Xiu's left and right hands grabbed an autumn tiger (praying mantis) and a pole worm on my right shoulder and on the top of my head, respectively.

"Ahh

"Don't be afraid, Feng'er, I've already thrown them far away." Han Xiu was accustomed to screaming at me, clapped his hands and stood up, and left!!

I thought he was going to have to at least pull me.

When have I ever been afraid of these little bugs? It's really jealous of "lewdness"! A few more times I was depressed like this, and I would have to die young.

What is this, using sound and color to provoke the lust of more than a thousand years later, and when it is over, another serious pouring of cold water will extinguish it.

The beautiful men are gone, how can I be in the mood to enjoy the flowers. I drooped my head, caught up in three steps and two steps, and followed without saying a word.

Before dark, we stayed at the house of an eldest sister surnamed Wang.

This eldest sister was lucky enough to marry eight husbands and give birth to four sons, and she only moved here after the plague. At a glance, people know that they are diligent and capable, fast and fast-talking, and they are straightforward.

As soon as Han Xiu stepped forward to explain his intentions, people immediately agreed, and they were entertained with wine and food, which really moved us.

After dinner

Sister Wang came out of the back room with a disc. It turned out to be a set of men's clothes and a set of women's clothes, as well as some rouge gouache.

"You two can't wear your clothes in tatters, and to put it mildly, it's worse than the beggar. This set is my second husband's old shirt, and it may not be too old to be worn after washing it three times, I pondered that his figure is similar to Han Gongzi, and it should be appropriate to wear it. This is my clothes before I got married, and now my waist is as thick as a bucket, how can I still wear it, so I simply gave it to my sister as a favor, and I also gave these rouge gouaches to my sister. ”

"Sister, how does this make ......"

"This, how embarrassing is this......"

Eat people, live in people, and take other people's, what is the difference between this and soft bandits, although people are sincere gifts, but you can't be so unkind, isn't it? Han Xiu and I both refused in unison.

Sister Wang saw the two of us blushing with shame, burying her head, laughing heartily, and quipped: "Hehe, there is such a tacit understanding, you two are young couples who eloped here." ”

"It's not."

"I hope so."

Han Xiu and I answered almost at the same time.

"Okay, don't shirk it, just take it."

Sister Wang's husbands were also on the side to help persuade us both to accept it. Bafujun is young and is also a rectum person. "Could it be that the eldest brother and sister-in-law think that my wife can't give the old one?"

This was a big misunderstanding, so I hurriedly looked up and explained. "No, it's not. Don't get me wrong, we feel that it is really deserved to accept the gift of the eldest sister in this way, since the eldest sister and the elder brother insist on giving each other, then we are respectful and obedient. "I made a gesture and hurriedly stepped forward to accept the things, this frame, if I don't accept it, I will offend people.

"It's still my sister's refreshment." Sister Wang patted me on the shoulder.

It's always bad to take other people's things for nothing, and I'm embarrassed to ask Brother Han in person if he has any silver or how much silver he gives, and I'm worried that people won't accept it even if they give it. It occurred to me that the door plaque of the family's new house seemed to be empty. "Dare to ask the eldest sister, why is the plaque on your door empty?"

Sister Wang sat aside and shook the fan. "I have been busy with several husbands for nearly a year to build a new house, and I wanted to find the gentleman in Xihekou to write an inscription, but who knew that the old gentleman had been sick in bed since last month, and he couldn't come, so it was not a coincidence. There are only a few dozen families within a radius of 100 miles, and there are very few people who have read and written well, so the plaque has been empty. ”

I really guessed it, and I was determined to repay this favor. "I don't know what the eldest sister has for this inscription? My little sister has been reading for a few years. ”

I'm not afraid of the inscription, the inscription, how can I be afraid of the inscription, but this is also a humble person, isn't it, especially when the handsome guy is present, you should pay more attention to the image.

"Yo, it's fate. Since the girl said so, then please sister, you can ask whatever you want. What else can we laymen ask of insiders, hehe! Sister Wang and several husbands laughed.

I turned my head to look at Han Xiu, and he nodded at me, as if he was confident in me, and gave me a little fun. In addition to color, I'm still a little useful, isn't it?

"Then please trouble the eldest sister to prepare pen and ink, help me set up the ladder, and repair the eldest brother to hold the lamp for me, okay?" I don't miss any small opportunity to strengthen my relationship.

"Okay."

When Sister Wang prepared the things, I climbed the ladder with the brush in one hand and the ink disc in the other. I thought that Brother Xiu would climb up step by step like me, but who knew that people were on their toes, and they came up.

"What a handsome light skill!" Sister Wang's third husband is probably also a practitioner, and at a glance he can see that this is just a small test.

People who can do light work are so dragged like this, I like to fly the eaves and walk the wall everywhere, I tilted my head, looking at them triumphantly, when I saw their eyes gradually became ambiguous, I realized that it was not me who would do kung fu, I was proud of what strength, I was the one who climbed up. Isn't this a clear show of the heart of the wind, everyone knows it?

I coughed twice to hide my embarrassment.

Considering that there is no face and willow body here, it should be the most precious Wang Xizhi's font, so I waved my pen and dropped four words "Fu Qiankun"

"Feng'er is good at calligraphy!" Han Xiu exclaimed.

"Fortune!" I read it aloud to them.

Good! Good! Good...... Sister Wang and her husband also applauded!

What is this, I still have Yan Ti, Liu Ti, Song Ti, Xingshu, Wild Grass...... A whole bunch of them didn't come out? My ability to imitate is super strong, and I often imitate the calligraphy of major famous artists before crossing over and let my father take it to win over the relationship.

"Brother Xie Xiu's praise, but he can barely catch his eyes." I still stick to the path of humility and prudence, and to be honest, that's really not my style. I, Qin Suifeng, am a master who has grown from arrogance to adulthood from a small age, so sour, am I not tired!

Han Xiu secretly discussed in his heart: This is completely the appearance of the Book Saint, which can be called a masterpiece in the Holy Heaven Dynasty, and even the first king of the Holy Heaven, who is known as the Book King, the Virtuous King Lan Qianyun, cannot be compared. Feng'er said that she could barely get into people's eyes, with his understanding of Feng'er, Feng'er was definitely not the usual modesty of literati, obviously she could write better and better words.

I don't know what Brother Xiu thinks, he praised me in a fog with a word, and when I got down the ladder, I swayed and barely fell.

Following

I changed into the clothes given by Sister Wang, colored them with eyebrow pencils, and painted a plum blossom on the right side of my face in the style of Locke oil painting. Pink delicate, a few flowers, a few buds, delicate, slender, good!

When I stood in front of everyone, everyone was stunned.

"Girl, I said, why is your face so dark? It turned out to be used for painting? "Sister Wang thought that the black on my face was deliberately put on my own ink.

"Well, this, no......" Before I could say it, Han Xiu relieved me of the siege.

"Feng'er likes to play special." The plum blossoms on Feng'er's face are painted just like the real thing, very beautiful, just as beautiful as her person. Han Xiu didn't want others to look down on her because of her face, and he didn't want her to look down on herself.

I know that Brother Xiu must not be doing this because he feels faceless with an ugly girl, but I don't know whether he pities me or because he cares about me!

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