Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, well, there should be a lottery of items, the May Dragon Boat Festival lottery to get a BMW, snowflake skull, and therefore get the pleasure of Fan Lihua, I don't know what to draw today, Zhang Yuan is looking forward to it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

BMW Divine Soldier, this is a favorite item of the general, the Divine Soldier BMW not only increases the force value of the general, but more of the feeling of indescribable. Take Fan Lihua and Li Dingguo as examples, without the snowflake Fan Lihua, the thirty-fold Fan Lihua will be defeated, and with the Xuehua, Fan Lihua can fight with Li Dingguo for fifty or sixty times.

Li Dingguo also entangled himself for a long time, and asked Zhang Yuan to find him a BMW, Li Dingguo, who has always been proud and never begged for others, begged Zhang Yuan in this matter, which shows that the allure of BMWs is no less than that of beauties.

"Ding Dong, Mid-Autumn Festival in August, the host has a chance to draw items, limited to today, whether the host is using it now"

"Yes"

"Ding Dong, the BMW "Black Cloud White Dragon Pony" smoked by the host, please check it by the host. “

Black Cloud White Dragon Pony: BMW, speed, endurance beyond ordinary horses, daily black clouds, speed like the wind, horse boutique, the user can randomly increase the force by 2 points.

Hehe, I got another BMW, it seems that I can upgrade Li Dingguo's equipment.

Let's go, go to the backyard to see, if you can tame, why don't you play majestic, ride a horse to the end of the world.

Sure enough, there was a handsome white horse in the courtyard horse circle, standing out from the crowd, and the pavilion was as attractive as a girl.

The white horse's physique is half a circle larger than that of ordinary horses, and his demeanor is serene and arrogant, with a murderous aura, forming an absolute spatial realm around him.

Zhang Yuan slowly approached the white horse and greeted him with a smile, "Hello, brother",

Sure enough, Zhang Yuan's smile was still very charming, and Bai Ma stayed there quietly, looking calm, as if waiting for Zhang Yuan's arrival.

Zhang Yuan also learned the action of Fan Lihua caressing Xuehua, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the horse's back.

The hair is supple, shiny, and it feels very comfortable, Zhang Yuan closed his eyes as if immersed in the ocean of joy, unable to extricate himself, and suddenly felt a huge horse's head thrown over, Zhang Yuan avoided it, and was hit by a horse's head solidly, and a stumbling fell to the ground, and the afterglow was swept away, the white horse actually threw its hooves, by it, what is the situation, I don't care about the pain in my body, the exercise in the past few days is still effective, a lazy donkey rolls in a very unsightly posture and turns over, and runs away.

Running out of the horse ring, Zhang Yuancai felt a sense of security, hunched over and gasped for breath.

"This dead horse, where is Lao Tzu inferior to others, why do you see others like lovers, when you see Lao Tzu, you seem to see enemies, anyway, you are also Lao Tzu lottery draw, if it weren't for Lao Tzu, you would still be in that gala" Zhang Yuan cursed hatefully.

"His grandmother's, if this happens again, Lao Tzu will have to kill you", Zhang Yuan came to the wall of the horse circle, pointed at the white horse and scolded angrily, after speaking, he clenched his fists and slammed into the earthen wall.

"Oh, it hurts Lao Tzu to death" Zhang Yuan hit angrily, and the dirt on the earthen wall fell down, but Zhang Yuan, who was in pain, jumped straight up.

"Ding Dong, host, a furious blow, unlock the state that the host's force is closed, the force rises, please check the host."

He ..... Mother...... Zhang Yuan hurriedly held back his words and opened the host panel.

"Ding Dong, the old man claims the yuan:

Identity: Shangdang Taishou,

"Ding Dong, the host has drawn 6 historical generals, and the host will get an unlimited draw chance for free."

"Ding Dong, the host has more than 10,000 troops, and the host is rewarded with 50 brutality points, and the host's existing brutality points are 50 points.

"Dingdong, the host has more than 10,000 troops, reward the host with 50 points of benevolence, and the host has 50 points of benevolence.

Zhang Yuan was stunned by a series of prompt sounds, and he was sent for free and drawn, and he was sent to draw points, and Zhang Yuan was a little happy.

If you are lucky today, you will use this opportunity to draw generals for free, Zhang Yuan thought to himself.

This time, we must draw a guy with excellent force, Ran Min, Li Cunxiao, Li Yuanba, wait in line for my brother's extraction, hehe, think about it, it's all an excitement, what Lu Bu Weizhen Tiger Prison, Sanying Battle Lu Bu, Lao Tzu randomly draws one person, and abuses you Lu Bu crying dad and calling mother.

"System, draw me a talent!"

"Please choose the focus range of the generals you want to draw," the system said

"Force" is still king.

"Ding Dong, the draw is successful, please check the host, the host uses the free unlimited draw once, and the remaining free draw with no upper limit is 0"

"Congratulations to the host for successfully extracting talents--Ran Min: 90 in command, 104 in force, 78 in intelligence, and 66 in politics. At present, he is implanted as a member of the party, admires the host, Li Dingguo and other generals, and is on the way to join the army.

Hey, what is character, Zhang Yuan is a little proud, is it because he has transitioned?

Ran Min, a capable person in the five generations, can see through the data that Ran Min is both wise and brave, and this gorgeous data directly blinded Zhang Yuan's titanium alloy eyes.

With a force of up to 104, there is no need to be afraid of Lu Bu anymore, and there is hope of fighting Lu Bu alone. The commander of 90 can lead an army alone, and the intelligence of 78 can ensure that it is not affected by ordinary strategies, perfect, it is too perfect, Zhang Yuan secretly said.

No matter, it's not too late to ask when Ran Min joins the party army, ready to stop, Zhang Yuan washed up carefully, and went to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner in the evening.

Unconsciously, the sun went down, Zhang Yuan stepped into the back garden, a group of maids shuttled through it, some holding fruit plates, some holding watering cans, some holding brooms, like colorful butterflies dancing in the flowers, busy.

There is a huge pond in the backyard of Taishou Mansion, connected to the outside moat and dark river, Zhang Yuan has an inexplicable liking for water, the previous life was like this, crossed over, this preference has not changed, in his spare time, he ordered his subordinates to expand the area of the flower pond, planted many well-known flowers and plants to build a few rockeries, the pool water is deeply embedded in the strict cliffs, the steep cliffs on both sides cover the pond body, like the golden gate is half open, the best place is half locked and half exposed. The spring water slowly poured into the deep pool from the stone cracks, and the water waves were not rising. The emerald water surface is as quiet as a virgin, and when the mountain breeze blows, it only blows a faint laugh line, and it is difficult to stir its deep meaning. But as soon as the water overflowed the mouth of the pool, the character changed, and the power that had been hidden for a long time immediately burst out, as fast as the wind, as fast as an arrow, rolling on the sloping stone wall, rising waves, and beginning its magnificent journey. Time passed like flowing water, and before I knew it, Granny Autumn had come to visit the small pond. The leaves on the trees slowly turned golden yellow, one by one, fluttering down in the harsh autumn wind, and fell to the ground, laying a golden carpet for Mother Earth, and also falling into the pond, covering the pond with a golden quilt for the winter. In this season, there are obviously fewer bees and butterflies busy by the pond, and many beautiful people don't come often, and the small pond becomes quiet, even a little lonely. But tonight here again becomes a bit lively, the party guards Zhang Yuan's mother is going to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival here on August 15, although the lady just has to prepare a few ordinary things, but the maid in the house is still busy, graceful figure shuttles through it, forming another beautiful landscape.

Since the death of his father, his mother has been immersed in grief with tears all day long, and Zhang Yuan is usually busy, and he comes to visit his mother whenever he has time, but his mother has never been able to get out of the abyss of his soul. Now that his mother is actively organizing the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Yuan is sincerely happy that his mother can walk out of the past and face the reality.

When Zhang Yuan came, his mother was already sitting quietly waiting for Zhang Yuan under the service of several personal maids.

Looking at his mother's expectant eyes, Zhang Yuan secretly hated why he couldn't come earlier, but let his mother wait for him, no matter how charming the scenery on the roadside and the pond is, can it be more important than family affection?

Zhang Yuan walked quickly to his mother Zhang's kneeling on his knees, and said guiltily: "Mother, the child has made you wait for a long time."

"Son, why are you so troubled", the mother hurriedly stood up and helped Zhang Yuan in a panic, completely losing the gentle and elegant image of the past, generous, graceful and luxurious, more like a panicked and powerless paranoid mother.

His mother's panic made Zhang Yuan feel even more ashamed, his knees moved, holding his mother's trembling and somewhat cool hands, his heart was cramping, and tears overflowed his eyes unconsciously.

The mother also had tears rippling, and the tears in the corners of her eyes fell on Zhang Yuan's cheeks, sad for her father's departure, or happy that Zhang Yuan could carry a huge foundation with her immature shoulders. ，

Warm and painful tears dripped on Zhang Yuan's face, like the lead of a kite, pulling Zhang Yuan's tears to flow out, and he couldn't stop.

Mother and son hug and cry, both mourning for the death of their father and hurting for the future hesitation.

After a long time, the two came out of the shadow of sadness, and the mother gently helped Zhang Yuan wipe the tears on his face, and from time to time his undried tears were still dripping on Zhang Yuan's face.

"Quan'er, come and sit," the mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the sleeve of her left hand, and hurriedly wiped the spotless table that had been scrubbed by the maid with her right hand, beckoning Zhang Yuan to sit down.

"Mother, come, I'll come" picked up her mother's rickety body and hurriedly sat down, for fear that her mother would be busy again.

"Come, Quan'er, come and eat pears", as soon as Zhang Yuan sat down, his mother took out a yellow, orange, orange, golden duck pear from the fruit bowl and sent it to Zhang Yuan.

"Mother, the child will come by himself", reached out and hurriedly took the big duck pear handed over, and took a bite hard, the tender flesh filled Zhang Yuan's mouth, and the dripping juice flowed down the corners of his mouth, "Mother, it's delicious, you can eat it too", raised the pear in his hand, signaling that his mother was really delicious, "I took another one from the plate, and a muffled voice came from the mouth stuffed with flesh, "Mother, you have one too"

"Quan'er Eat" took the pear in Zhang Yuan's hand, put it back on the plate, kept looking at Zhang Yuan, and didn't want to leave for a moment, afraid that his baby son would disappear from his eyes.

The table is full of all kinds of fresh fruits, including peaches, plums, apricots, pears, all big and round, and Zhang Qian and others have introduced courgettes, walnuts, pomegranates and other products from the Western Regions. There are also some other things, such as various kinds of pastries, chicken, duck and fish, etc., not to mention one by one, and the small desk is stacked tightly.

In the company of several maids, the mother and son spent the Mid-Autumn Festival in the first year of Chuping in songs and laughter, the mother was looking at Zhang Yuan most of the time, Zhang Yuan sometimes helped his mother peel a pear, sometimes told a joke, causing the mother and a few maids to laugh and show flowers, the moon seemed to be infected, with big eyes, like white jade, hanging high in the white sky, admiring everyone.

Rao is Zhang Yuan has been exercising now, and the amount of food has increased greatly, and when he walks, he also has a big belly, and his round belly reflects a dazzling white light under the illumination of the moon.

During the banquet, the mother kept bringing fruits to Zhang Yuan to eat, and the fruits on the table were eaten one by one, and she kept sandwiching the food on the table into Zhang Yuan's bowl, so that Zhang Yuan kept eating until Zhang Yuan really couldn't go down.

Halfway through, his mother occasionally mentioned that Zhang Yuan's marriage, Zhang Luo was looking for a family in the city of the eldest son of the Shangdang, and he wanted to match Zhang Yuan for the family with a girl. Zhang Yuan's head grew up as soon as he heard it, this is too early, even if he got married early in ancient times, but Zhang Yuan was just fifteen years old, and he was at the age of the most junior high school in contemporary times, and he was not afraid of rebellion at the age when he was not afraid of rebellion, and he was going to get married now Zhang Yuan really couldn't accept it, although he was a human being in two lives, but Zhang Yuan still couldn't accept it, and he could only eat hard in exchange for a moment of his mother's idea of urging marriage, and couldn't help but think of the phenomenon of modern society, all kinds of dads reported on the Internet looking for boyfriends and girlfriends, and forcing them to get married. Even the industry of renting boyfriends and girlfriends was born for this reason, after two thousand years of development, the mother's nature is still so strong, and it has not disappeared in the long river with the changes of history.

This is the great and ordinary mother's love, in the most ordinary way, caring for her children bit by bit. Let this lonely and lonely soul that has passed through thousands of years have a harbor to rely on, maternal love......