"You are widowed and sick, I am a young man, she is in her youth but you are trapped here, unbearable loneliness is naturally human nature, you see, this matter, in fact, none of us is wrong, it is better to expose it, isn't it excellent. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

He Yuan said very sincerely, the more he spoke, the more he felt that what he said was reasonable, and said in his heart, you are such an old thing, your waist is not straight, and you still have to support such a young and beautiful junior, isn't this uncomfortable for yourself? The crops have been dry for a long time, and they want some rain, let alone a living little beauty?

Shameless, the person who stole Lao Tzu actually said that no one was wrong!

Wen Mao people are going to explode!

But he also knows now that what He Yuan mentioned just now is right, for now, it is best for him to swallow this dumb loss, otherwise he will not say anything else, but if the matter of stealing the mistress is exposed, he will definitely have a restless house and lose face. If this guy describes his performance today in the lobby without shrouding, he will really have no face......

Do you have to swallow this mouthful?

He let out a feeble sigh and turned his head away, no longer looking at him.

Seeing that the matter was perfectly resolved, He Yuan couldn't help but feel relieved, and secretly took a handful of Liu Yue'er's ass through his clothes, and then walked away in her resentful eyes.

Now He Yuan can see that the woman he was confused about is not a fuel-efficient lamp, just with the scheming and ruthlessness she showed just now, it is estimated that there is no pressure at all to win such a powerless old guy.

When he left the door of Liu Yueer's courtyard, he kindly closed the door for her.

At this time, the hour had passed, and the lights on the street were dim, and only the lanterns at the entrances of a few inns were still swaying slightly in the wind. He Yuan couldn't help but think of the bright lights on the street in the later generations, rubbed his face fiercely, and breathed a sigh of relief, if he can't go back, then live well and live a wonderful life!

He Yuan knew that he was probably traveling into a parallel time and space, because this was a world that was very similar to the Great Song Dynasty in his previous life, and it was also known as the Great Song Dynasty, and he also had extremely familiar names. It's just that for some reason, since the Tang and Song dynasties, none of those famous writers have appeared, but they have all become Confucian masters with exquisite learning.

He is a student of the county school, and he is already a talented person who enjoys political privileges. Well, it's not bad, although the family is poor, but the starting point is okay, the Great Song Dynasty treats scholars who read, it is notoriously good, and the future life can almost be looked forward to.

There is no longer any need to envy the life of dogs and horses in costume dramas, because we have crossed over!

Make a little money, buy some small land, and build a big yard! Marry a virtuous wife and take a few beautiful concubines......

Since then, He Yuan has lived a happy life......

In short, all the dreams of the previous life have come true in this life!

Tsk, such a corrupt life will not be exchanged for a god.

He thought to himself, trying to convince himself that this kind of time-traveling life was not bad, and walked home according to his memory.

In his previous life, he was alone, and he didn't even have a girlfriend, at least he had two relatives in this world. Thinking of two relatives at home waiting for him to come home, I couldn't help but feel hot. I struggled for so long in my previous life, wasn't it just to have a warm home?

Poor and poor, but it is also a place of spiritual refuge. Besides, I came, this family is not far from poverty alleviation!

Thinking of the memories left by He Yuan, he couldn't help but feel a little lighter.

watched He Yuan come out of Liu Yue'er's gate, and then watched He Yuan leave Jingshui Lane. Zhang Ergou's poor brain is a little out of circles, this is not right, it is different from the plot that the boss said.

"Brother dog, what should I do? Why don't we rush up and beat the fuck now!" ”

A young brother who has just entered the industry rolled up his sleeves and said viciously. This is the first time to follow the boss on a mission, and this little brother is ready to put on a good performance. Who knows, before he could finish speaking, he was slapped on the head.

"Fuck your eggs! Out of the mix, what is the most important thing, do you know? All actions are under command! ”

Zhang Ergou stood up scoldingly, pointed to the two younger brothers beside him, and waved his hand very stylishly.

"Go, continue to keep an eye on this poor sour, report his whereabouts at any time, and the rest of the people will follow me to inform the third master, damn, these hateful poor sours don't follow the routine at all!"

He Yuan didn't know that someone had long been eyeing him, the newly baked crossing duke. He unhurriedly observed and looked at the surrounding scenery, the bluestone alleys, the old inner door, this is really an extremely wonderful feeling, familiar and unfamiliar, he almost has a feeling of walking in history. The familiar streets gradually overlapped the memories in his heart with the scenery in front of him.

From Jingshui Lane to Gujing Lane, it is not very far, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, He Yuan saw the alley where he was at home. As soon as he turned the corner and entered the alley, his eyelids suddenly jumped, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and a strong sense of uneasiness hit his heart.

Almost subconsciously, he jumped forward with his head in his hands. Almost at the same time, something behind him had already slashed down with the sound of the wind.

Syllable!

He only felt a numbness on his back, his eyes were dark, his throat was sweet, and his whole back became as if it was not his own. The figure staggered a few steps and almost fell headlong to the ground.

Smash the stuffy stick!

He didn't dare to look back, endured the sharp pain in his back, and ran away. Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps from behind, he couldn't help but secretly complain, this body was really weak, and he had only run more than 100 meters, and he was so tired that he was like pulling a bellows.

"He Xiucai, running so badly, could it be that he stole other people's things and was arrested?"

Just when he was out of breath, he heard a joking voice at the intersection in front of him. Knowing that he couldn't run, he held on to the wall with one hand and held his head up.

In front of him stood a man with crooked eyebrows and slanted eyes, a thin figure, a large mole hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a silk folding fan in his hand, so that others would not know that he was a thug. What's even more exaggerated is that there are two little brothers with open arms next to him, standing on both sides like two generals, one left and one right, and two lanterns in their hands.

"Bi San!"

Seeing Bi San, He Yuan couldn't help frowning, this guy is a well-known gangster of this generation in the west of the city, he fights and makes trouble on weekdays, collects some small facades and protection fees for secret prostitutes, but he has always known the proportion, knows who can be provoked, who can't be provoked, and has always been respectful of those who are in the homes of the powerful and the scholars in the county school, so although he is notorious among the lower-class people, nothing has happened. It's a bit unusual to intercept yourself so blatantly today.