"Ben Taizu just touched you a few times, can you be guilty of this?"

"The other party doesn't want to talk to you, so they are planning to fart at you."

"What are you talking nonsense?"

"The other party doesn't want to talk to you, and you beep her again and plan to fart at you."

"Luo Fuxue."

"The other party doesn't want to talk to you, you have to eat fart, right, poof......"

Speaking of which, the fart stinks the whole room, and it also spoils Yin Meng's face.

"Yan-ten-nine-"

was so heartbroken, the frightened Luo Fuxue pulled up the quilt, and the whole turtle shrank into the quilt.

Xiao Yue thought something was wrong, and rushed wildly, and the consequences were smoked and took a few steps back: "Miss, what's the matter, it's so stinky?" ”

Yin Meng turned over and got out of bed with a cold face, glanced at the dumplings in a ball, and said hatefully: "Xiaoyue, your young lady and pulled on the bed." ”

"Huh!?"

Xiao Yue was shocked, and Yin Meng threw up his sleeves and left.

Luo Fuxue got out of the quilt and looked at Yin Meng's disappearance with pain.

Xiao Yue covered her nose, with an embarrassed expression of disgust and disdain: "Miss, I told you not to eat so many sweet potatoes in the morning, but you didn't listen, okay, you come down quickly, and the slave will help you change your clothes." ”

"Bi-peach-"

How painful Yin Meng was calling her name just now, how painful she is calling Xiao Yue now.

On the last day of the year, it seems that friends are competing with each other.

Obviously, Luo Fuxue's voice was slightly superior, because in the midst of the roar, there was also a woman's exclusive scream, and the frightened Xiaoyue was urinating, and she fled again and again.

Yin Meng hadn't gone far yet, his cold and angry expression, after hearing the hysterical whistling from behind, stretched slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile, and the smile was full of complacency.

He cooked her elf-twitch appearance, and she was angry and ruined her deflated consciousness.

He cooked her calm and calm appearance, and also cooked her sharp teeth and biting consciousness.

He has a single-minded and serious appearance, and she doesn't have a proper sense of porridge.

He porridge she looked confused under his kiss, and she also cooked her noble consciousness that kept him out of the door and did not let him touch it.

It seems that there is nothing for her to keep him from porridge.

And this porridge, I don't know when it was planted.

But Yin Meng knew that the deep seed could not be pulled out.

He cooked her, and then to the end, from the inside out, even the birthmark on her right cheek became fresh and lovely, more beautiful than all things in the mortal world.

Even for a long, long time, when he was unintentionally lonely, all he thought of was Luo Fuxue's birthmark face, which clearly existed in his mind, but it gradually became blurred.

It's the most vivid that is around.

And Bianshenyu is really too far away from him, so far that he gradually no longer thinks about it, no longer thinks about it.

*

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Jingci Nunnery.

The carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion waited at the foot of the mountain for a day and a night.

Bianshenyu always stayed in the meditation room and refused to come out.

In the past, the maid who raised her was persuaded hard outside the door.

"Miss, it's been more than a year, Miss, you and the slave maid should go home, it's just for the New Year, Miss doesn't want to stay at home after the New Year, and the adults won't force Miss to stay."

"Miss, you think about your wife, she is a child, since you lost your hair, Mrs. washed her face with tears every day, last year, Mrs. did not eat Chinese New Year's Eve, she cried continuously, and her eyes were swollen the next day after crying."

"Miss, you go home with the slave maid, it's just a New Year, Mrs. knows that you don't have meat now, the New Year's banquet at home is a vegetarian banquet, Mrs. has good intentions for you, you can go home and have a meal."

"Miss, miss."

"Ahem, ahem, ink ......"

"Madam, why are you here, it's almost dark this day, the mountain road is difficult to walk, why did you come up, you are not in good health, Miss, Miss, Madame is here."

The closed door opened.

Bianshen Yu is to recognize the world again, but it is also forced to be helpless after all.

can't forget his feelings for Yin Meng, how can he bear to be so cruel to his parents.

She burst into tears when she almost heard her mother's cough.

As soon as she opened the door and saw the woman she hadn't seen for a long time, she couldn't hold back anymore and knelt down with a "poof".

"Mother, my daughter is not filial."

"Hurry up, hurry up, child, my mother really misses you, every time you go up the mountain, you avoid it, child, Xiaoyu, mother really, woo, mother really can't help it, mother begs you to come back with your mother for the New Year, mother really misses you so much, mother really can't bear to be without you at home, if you don't come back, mother will simply shave her hair today, and accompany you here for the New Year."

Bian Shenyu cried and hugged Mrs. Bian: "Mother, don't don't, my daughter is not filial, my daughter and you are back for the New Year, you have worked hard, and your daughter is not filial." ”

This time, the sister-in-law who was passing by from a distance saw it and wiped her tears.

The mother and maid were already crying.

The gentleman, who was only sinking the fish, stood up and shook his head in the distance and sighed: "The six roots are not broken, why bother." ”

A little monk and nun on the side asked softly, "Sir, is my senior sister about to re-enter the world?" ”

"It's just a matter of time or later, let's go."

"Sir, Senior Sister is the most feminine in Zen ginseng, how can the six roots not be broken."

"The Buddha is in the heart, no need for Zen, the devil is in the heart, no need for Zen."

"What are your intentions, sir?"

"Let's go, let's go, it's the New Year's dinner, and you're going to make a little trouble today."

"Great."

Some people feel joy because of a silver coin, a moment of leisure, a gift, or even a flower or a leaf.

There are people, but they are trapped in the universe of love, unable to find the way to come, unable to see the way out, sad and sad.

*

King Qin's Mansion, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was set in Tianxin Tower.

In addition to the seamless ten dishes made by your apartment, the emperor in the palace also gave a dish, which is an eight-treasure duck.

It's been a busy day, and the side courtyard is also lively and lively, and this New Year's joy hangs on everyone's face.

Xiaoyue was supposed to go to the side courtyard for dinner, but Luo Fuxue asked her to stay with Yin Xi.

Reunion year, reunion year, it is inconvenient to have a reunion dinner with your closest people.

At the dinner table, Yin Xi and Xiao Yue were a little restrained earlier, and they couldn't stand Luo Fuxue is a master with sensitive air, and the banquet was just eating, in the end, there was less air, she initiated, it was better to play a game.

As soon as Xiao Yue heard the game, she waved her hand again and again: "Miss, the slave is stupid, and she can't play." ”

"What can not be played, it is a very easy game, that is, you can play without a brain, this game, the name is called guessing the number, in order to prevent cheating, everyone first writes down the number in advance, and the remaining three people guess in turn, guess the big may guess the small have prompts, and finally who guesses the number, congratulations, a glass of wine."

It sounded funny, and Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Meng has no intentions, he has never been a rigid person during the New Year, his friends want to be warm, and he is happy to accompany him.

Yin Xi thought it was a drinking order or an idiom solitaire or something, but he didn't expect that there was another game like this, although he hadn't played it, he was also scrambling.

Luo Fuxue raised his head.

"I'll go get a pen and paper, I'll write first, and you will go by order, within one to one hundred, any number."

After speaking, he wrote down a number with his hands and folded it quickly: "It's started." ”

"Yin Meng, come first."

Yin Meng was respected, and sat on the edge of Luo Fuxue, starting from him.

"Fifty."

He guessed a small number.

"Big, next."

It was Yin Xi's turn: "Thirty-two." ”

"It's big."

Xiao Yue was a little happy, and she was the most careful: "Two." ”

"It's small."

Yin Meng: "Twelve. ”

Luo Fuxue: "It's big." ”

Yin Xi: "Could it be five?" ”

Luo Fuxue: "It's big." ”

At this moment, Xiao Yue panicked, obviously this number was stuck between two and five.

And in between, there is only one three, one four.

Although it is a game, being "forced" to this part is suddenly a little important.

She licked her lips: "Three? ”

"It's small."

Luo Fuxue looked at Yin Meng with a smile: "Yin Meng, drink a bar." ”

Yin Meng stretched out his hand: "Take it, Ben Taizu will take a look." ”

"It's impossible to lie to you, playing games requires honesty."

Luo Fuxue let go of the paper in his hand, and there was a number written in it, not big or small, and the poop was the "four" that was guessed by his friends.

Yin Meng played games on the wine table, whether it was a flying flower order or a wine order, it was rarely lost, but today, the opening was unlucky, and he directly killed a glass.

At the bottom, according to the seats, it was he who came up with the question.

After guessing, Yin boiled and won the lottery, and drank a glass with a smile.

It was Yin Yan's turn, and after writing it, my friends guessed in full swing.

This round lasted for a long time, and coincidentally, in the end, there were only a few numbers left.

Between twenty-eight and thirty-two.

Xiao Yue pinched the handkerchief again, closed her eyes and shouted out a number as if she was fatal: "Er Luo Fuxue." ”

Yin Xi shook his head, and Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Fuxue is also somewhat important, and the charm of the game also lies in this.

It's a game, but it's inexplicably serious.

"Could it be thirty-one?"

Yin was stunned.

Luo Fuxue whimpered and mourned: "Okay, I'll punish you with a glass of wine." ”

was hurriedly stopped by Yin Xi, and hurriedly let go of the paper in his hand.

There is a number written in black and white on it: thirty!

"Aha, Yin Meng, it's you again, why are you so bad."

A total of three games, Yin Meng was passively forced into a desperate situation in two games, which can be described as embarrassing.

is also very pleasant, and after a drink, he is also serious.

Next, Xiao Yue came up with the question, no need to guess, Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief, figured out for a long time and wrote a number, and gave Luo Fuxue a look after writing.

This look is really a bit complicated, Luo Fuxue was stunned and didn't know what the intention was.

"Fifty-four."

She guessed the insurance, and the first and second ones would win, unless she won the jackpot.

Sure enough, Xiao Yue shook her head.

It was Yin Meng's turn: "Luo Fuxue." ”

Xiao Yue almost laughed and screamed: "Yin Meng Yin Meng, Yin Meng punished wine." ”

Luo Fuxue and Yin Yu were both out of state, but they heard Yin Meng's troubled spit: "The stinky girl ring gives you a look This Taizu knows that it is Luo Fuxue, but how can he read it out casually." ”

Hearing this, Luo Fuxue couldn't help but laugh.

Even Yin Xi pursed his lips, looking like he was holding back a smile.

Yin Meng lost again and again, ate a round of wine for three people, became competitive, and waved his hand: "Continue." ”

Go on, go on, according to this fortune tonight, will you drink him before the time?

Tianxin Tower is a warm Chinese New Year's Eve that has never been seen before.

The maid went in and out, heated the meal several times, and this meal was also the longest meal Tianxinlou had ever eaten.