Chapter 145: Why is the eldest husband without a wife?
Piracy detected! Dog Er cried enough, he stood up, the breeze touched the young man in front of me, he wiped away the tears, exhaled, the wind blew his hair, his throat moved, and he was about to speak.
"If only there was beer!"
I almost didn't get down the hill, and I thought he was going to say, "I can't accept that."
"Even if Guan Yunyun is not your sister, do you think she can be with you?"
Dog Two has been empty-eyed.
"I can't."
Fortunately, he was able to wake up from his dream, and he has been living in the beautiful fantasies of youth.
It is impossible for Guan Yunyun to be with Gou Er, this is an ironclad fact.
I think this is normal, in the love fantasy of each of us, even Fan Bingbing may be with us.
Who's to say what's wrong with the fantasy of love.
"Mrs. Guan already knows everything, I will find a way to take you back to Thirty Mile Town, and you will be a family at that time."
Hehe. Dog Er sneered.
"Family, she is now Mrs. Cao, Mrs. Cao Cao, I don't want such a mother!"
"Anyway, she's your real mother after all."
Dog Er and her grim face told me that she couldn't accept such a mother.
"In fact, everyone has their own aspirations, officials and wives have the right to pursue their own happiness, Cao Cao is a generation of heroes, the object of worship of most women, have you forgotten, how many people want to travel to ancient times to marry princes and nobles."
Dog Er let out a long breath and seemed to be relieving his pain.
"I can't determine it now, can I tell it just by three birthmarks?"
"You don't give up, Mrs. Guan almost fainted on the stage when she saw the three birthmarks on your back."
Gou Er was silent, he knew in his heart, what could he do? Guan Yunyun is a half-brother and sister with herself, what can she really do?
He looked at the plain, his heart was much broader, and he stroked his face with both hands.
"Why is the big husband without a wife!" He even quoted Zhao Yun's words.
"Yes, as long as we can go back to Thirty Mile Town, we will bring a few antiques back and sell them, you and I are local tyrants, and the beauty of the incense car has our own."
Dog Er looked at me and said: This is what you said, go back to Thirty Mile Town and turn me into a local tyrant.
I firmly stated that I would definitely make him a local tyrant.
Some things are like this, when we think we can't live with the facts, in fact, we have accepted the facts unconsciously, you can't do anything about it, just learn to accept it.
It's like water is coming, if you struggle against the current and still can't break free from the flood, it is better to reserve your strength to go down the river and wait for an opportunity to escape.
If Gou Er still loves Guan Yunyun, then, please keep it, the good things in life are always short and urgent, and if you can't catch it, just keep a memory.
Two people came up on the path on the hillside, Bazihu and Mengzhu.
"Hey, what are you doing in the mountains?" Eight-character nonsense shouted.
"Look at the view!"
Mengzhu reached the hillside with the support of the eight-character beard, overlooking the plain from the hillside.
There are two winding rivers at the foot of Jishi Mountain, and the snow on the mountain slowly melts into water, and thousands of trickles eventually converge on the plain and flow eastward along the terrain.
Between the two rivers is a fertile plain.
In the dispute of the Three Kingdoms, Jishi Mountain was free from war, because the land was vast and sparsely populated, wild and uninhabited, although the Western Han Dynasty sent the Western Regions to walk through this land, but Jishi Mountain did not return to the Han Dynasty to the west, so the Three Kingdoms dispute did not involve this area.
On the plain, there was no smoke and war, Mengzhu returned to Jishi Mountain, and in order to avoid the disaster of war, he had given up rebuilding Yaowangmen.
Because the Medicine King Gate is now occupied by the Poison Gate, since the Medicine King created the Twelve Needles of Miao Jiang, the Medicine King Gate is no longer the real Medicine King Gate, the medical skills have been lost, but the poison skills have grown.
"Great view!"
In the distance, the sky was like the sky, and the two rivers were like dragons playing, flying over the vast land.
Meng Zhu leaned on a wooden stick and said: On the plain, thousands of families can live in harmony. However, in the vast land of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the princes did not tolerate each other, all of which were caused by greed.
According to Mengzhu, there are many people living on the plains below Jishi Mountain, but everyone lives in harmony, the fields are shared, and there is no class struggle.
Yes, no matter which dynasty is in war and strife, it is always the common people who suffer. The competition is all because of greed for profit.
Some people say that when you are born between heaven and earth, you should have great ambitions.
What is Dazhi? For example, Cao Cao, who has great ambitions, but has killed countless people, would rather bear the people of the world than teach the people of the world to bear my motto.
Suspicious of killing Lu Bohao's family, this is all because Cao Cao has great ambitions.
Qin Shi Huang, with great ambitions, and six kingdoms.
Hitler, with great ambitions, wanted to unify the world.
Beneath these ambitions of theirs comes the killing.
Mengzhu has given up the Yaowangmen, and Hua Tuo's behavior has benefited Mengzhu a lot. There are very few doctors on the plains under Jishi Mountain, and Meng Zhu was originally a person from Jishi Mountain, and he returned to his hometown to study medicine and spread medicine here, which can be regarded as a great achievement.
"It reminds me of Thirty Mile Town, where there is a plain at the foot of Jiulonggang Mountain, where people plant wheat fields every spring, and harvest there in autumn." Eight-character nonsense.
"The freshly harvested wheat is ground into flour and made into mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival." I chimed in.
Bazi Hu turned around and said: Yes, yes, yes, there is a dim sum shop next to the antique street, which bakes moon cakes in an earthen oven, and whenever the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, there is a burst of sesame oil moon cakes every day.
These words can't help but evoke our memories.
Thirty Mile Town should be about to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xia Dahai must have packed half a bag of flour, carried a pot of sesame oil, and went to the dim sum shop to process some moon cakes.
However, now that we are missing, I can't imagine that they must be living at this moment.
Dog Er seemed to ease up, and he asked, "What do we do next?"
I looked at the mountains, to return to Longxi, it is necessary to pass through the mountains, if we just walk, we will need a long time.
Mengzhu pointed to the mountains with a wooden stick and said, you can go there, take a boat down the Yellow River, go to the direction of Yinping, then go directly to Shu, and then go north to Longxi.
We then descended the mountain and took out a map in the thatched hut to study the route, but luckily we all had a compass so we didn't get lost.
Mengzhu said that he could arrange for someone to take us to the crossing of the Yellow River, and then arrange for a boat to take us to Yinping'an, and then we would have to go the rest on our own.
I decided to hit the road tomorrow.
That night, a few farmers brought a few bottles of their own wine and drank with us in the thatched hut in Mengzhu.
Bazi Hu drank a lot of wine, and as soon as the wine came up, he began to brag about his inverted deeds, and the farmers liked to listen to these gods and ghosts, and gathered together, pinched their cups, and listened to the nonsense while drinking.