Chapter Sixty-Eight: Half of the Juice for You
'Tiger, where are you doing koi?' Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Don't you say that this thing is not allowed to be sold? ’
'Do you think my brother has been gone for so long because he has been playing?' There are eight in total. Two in the house and two in the old rascal's house. There are two in Chongyi's family, or two in our family. ’
'Aren't you afraid that their old man will find you desperately?' A few of them were healed. ’
It's almost all alright. Pauline was heavier, but he was able to get out of bed and catch fish. They all have so many fish at home. I can't see it even if I grab a few. ’
Qian Huan found another advantage, that is, he didn't think it was a big deal. There is nothing wrong with this fish pond. It doesn't matter if Qian Huan can survive or not. Now that I am free, I find that I am still a little adaptable, Pei Nian has trained a group of girls inside, although the time is a little tight. It looks like I'm not going to go back to Niufu tonight.
'See the tiger, come and help, and bring all the clothes in the car inside.' Now the idlers are left with you and me. Let's move slowly. ’
The groom helped to get all the clothes on the carriage and put them on the bottom, so Qian Huan asked him to drive the carriage back to Niufu and told Mrs. Niu that they would not return to Niufu tonight. Tonight, they all stayed in the country and the city.
The clothes were thrown into the hall, and Qian Huan went up to the second floor with Niu Jianhu. I found a small box, and the floor of the box was covered with meadows and rattan mats. Lying on the mat and saying to the cow.
'Tiger, we're going to sleep from now on.' Almost tomorrow when we are ugly, we will get up. They go to bed late. So it's just the two of us who get up in the morning to prepare, and I don't like anyone else to interfere. ’
After speaking, Qian Huan didn't care about Niu Jianhu, and the light in the box was very dim. When Qian Huan didn't fall asleep, Niu Jianhu was already snoring. Qian Huan put his clothes on his head and brewed sleepiness. Qian Huan felt that he had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by Niu Jianhu.
'When I saw the tiger, I fell asleep, what time is it?' ’
'It's almost ugly. Don't sleep. Just the two of us. When you have to be busy, hurry up. I went to the pool to take a shower in spirit. ’
Pools? Haven't put the water yet? Qian Huan suddenly became energetic. also quickly got up and ran downstairs. By the time we got to the pool, Niu Jianhu was already fluttering inside.
"See, you move a little, a few of them have just fallen asleep." Don't disturb people. You see if there's a small valve under your feet. You turn it on. Put the water down. ’
'O. Good. ’
The cow saw the tiger and released the water. Qian Huan grabbed a rag. Jump into the pool and start wiping. Niu saw the tiger drying himself on the side. Sitting and watching Qian Huan busy. Qian Huan wiped the water dry. Climb out of the pool. Sit beside the bull and the tiger. Panting.
'See the tiger, can you write?' I mean pretty or not. ’
When I asked Niu Jianhu if he could write, I found that Niu Jianhu almost ran wild. The bull roared when he saw the tiger.
'Qian Huan. You don't look down on people, and nothing else is as good as you, but in writing and martial arts, even if you are a Qian Huan, you can't catch up with me. ’
Qian Huan hurriedly stepped forward to cover the mouth of the tiger. Whisper in your ear.
'I just said to make you quieter, okay, I'll read your writing in a while, you can see if it's okay, you can do it.' ’
The little grandfather is right. Grandpa's handwriting is indeed neat. ’
Qian Huan heard a woman's voice, this voice was too familiar. Thinking about it, as long as he came here, it was definitely the whole voice that he was arguing with, Niu Jianhu and Qian Huan turned around and found Pei Nian standing at the door. Pei Nian said again.
Leave the word matter to me, after all, this is a woman's place, and a man's word is not suitable here. ’
'Why don't you rest?' Tomorrow the main thing is you, not me and Aunt Niu, it is inconvenient for both of us to show up, you go and rest, you wake up and talk about the word. ’
'How can you sleep?' ’
'Okay then. Let's go to the antechamber. You go and prepare the pen and ink. I'll read you and write it. ’
The three of them made their way to the antechamber. No paper is used. Choose two huge white cloths. Niu Jianhu and Qian Huan dragged the four corners of their own steps. Look at Pei Nian has prepared. He opened his mouth and said.
'If life is only as it first sees, I will share half of your juice. ’
Pei Nian struggled for a long time before writing. Write down like a cloud. Pei Nian's words are indeed beautiful. It is indeed different from a man's handwriting, the strokes are delicately outlined, not as sharp as a man's.
'Women are pleasing to themselves, and the food is different. ’
Pei Nian did not hesitate this time. Write on a white cloth. Qian Huan decorated the white cloth in a self-painting frame and hung it on the walls on the left and right. Not being a poet yourself is really a waste of your own talent.
'Ah Huan, what are you doing, the first sentence can obviously become a quatrain, why is the second sentence so vulgar. ’
You two don't understand that. This thing is advertised. It means to advertise widely. It doesn't matter what kind of poem it is, if it can make money, it is a good poem. Pei Nian. This time I prepare rice paper. Bigger. Let's have a song. ’
'The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. ’
This time it was Pei Nian's turn and Niu Jianhu was surprised. This poem comes when you open your mouth? How does this head grow. Qian Huan did not feel guilty at all and copied Li Baida's poems. Poetry is used for use, and I didn't have the leisure to care about Li Bai and Einstein when I came to this era. I don't know you anyway.
You're saying it once, slow down. I don't remember. ’
The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.
This time, Pei Nian wrote very seriously. I wrote it again and found that I was not satisfied, and I wrote it again. When the ink dried, Qian Huan hung it on the back of the bar. I walked in through the door and took a look. Two words suddenly appeared in my heart,
'Perfect. ’