When Yun Mengjie, the female e-sports tycoon of the lighthouse country, knew that Wei Taiqiang had invested in many civilian children in Songhai City, she said to Wei Taiqiang in confusion: "Why do you spend so much money to support those unfamous e-sports players?" ”

Wei Taiqiang said to Yun Mengjie: "I am a legend in the e-sports industry of Xuanwu Kingdom, I have won the support of many people, so although I am eager for money, but now I also want many people to eat me, that e-sports backup force, we now have that e-sports strength is not a big ability, only in the future, we can still maintain the advantage of that e-sports game, we can always maintain our advantage in wealth." ”

Yun Mengjie said: "You really see the long term, I admire you very much, in the future, we will cooperate, and we will make money together." ”

Wei Taiqiang said: "Thank you, some people think we are wasting money, but they don't know the importance of Abi's esports reserve. ”

Yun Mengjie said: "In this way, your e-sports hall will leave me some shares, and I want to do business with you." ”

Wei Taiqiang said: "Okay. ”

Wei Taiqiang let that Yun Mengjie meet with that Huang Keer's classmates, that Fan Junjie was very excited, he knew that the joining of this female e-sports tycoon was to increase the investment in their e-sports club, the e-sports player who ate in the Xuanwu Kingdom, they had all heard the name of that Yun Mengjie, they knew that this woman and that Cao Jiao often invested in some e-sports projects, so they were very concerned about the investment in the e-sports industry.

The female e-sports player named Zha Yuchan and the e-sports player named Cao Houjing, they both wanted to get more support from that Wei Taiqiang.

Even, Zhang Gaofeng, a teacher at Huang Keer's school, also entrusted his son to Wei Taiqiang, he said: "I don't want that son to become that e-sports star immediately, but I hope you can give my son a chance to learn the same skills to make a living in your e-sports club." ”

Wei Taiqiang said: "Okay, don't worry, as long as I have a bite to eat, your son will not be hungry." ”

"When?"

"What a day in the fall. It's autumn anyway. ”

Penelope had been sleeping all the time — she had fallen asleep in her toddler's chair almost as soon as they had started the car. The front windows are open, and Xu Qianqian can smell the scent of freshly harvested and baled hay – no one makes hay covers anymore. There are still a few elm trees standing alone in the field, and they are now a rare sight.

They stopped in a village formed by a street along a narrow valley. Mountain rocks peek out of the walls of the narrow valley - the only place where such large rocks can be seen. Xu Qianqian remembered coming here before, and there was a special park that could only be entered by buying a ticket. The park had a drinking fountain, a tea room serving strawberry shortbread and ice cream — and of course something else, though she couldn't remember. Dwarf's name. At that time, Xue Yulang and Huang Ke'er were sitting on the grass next to the fountain eating ice cream, but she was in a hurry to rush to the front to inspect one cave after another. (Actually, it's really nothing to see - the holes are shallow.) She asked them to go with her, and Xue Yulang said, "You know that your mother can't climb the mountain." ”

"You can run over by yourself," Huang Ke'er said at the time, "and tell us everything you see when you come back." "She's dressed up. A black taffeta skirt spreads around her on the grass to form a circle. At that time, this kind of skirt was called a ballerina dress.

It was certainly a day of special significance.

After Xue Yulang came out of the store, Xu Qianqian asked him about it. He couldn't remember at first. But then I remembered it. The skirt was bought from a store that specializes in extortion, he said. He didn't know when the store was gone.

Xu Qianqian could not find any traces of fountains or tea rooms along the street.

"He who brings us peace and order." Xue Yulang said that Xu Qianqian understood after a while that he was still talking about Cao Wangrong. "She's willing to do anything. Mow the grass and hoe the garden. And no matter what you do, you try to do it as well as you can, as if you have a privilege to do it. That's what always amazes me. ”

What would be the day that made him feel relaxed? Whose birthday is it? Or a wedding anniversary?

Xue Yulang continued, even solemnly, and his voice even drowned out the sound of the car struggling uphill.

"She was the one who restored my confidence in women."

Before Xue Yulang rushed into a store, he told Xu Qianqian that he would come out in less than a minute, but he always came back after a while, and explained that he couldn't get out. Everyone had to talk to him, and they had a lot of jokes to tell him. A few others followed him out to see his daughter and the little darling.

"It's been a bit embarrassing for a while," Xue Yulang said, "She's busy with other things now." ”

"Surely yes," said the lady, as she bent her neck to look at Penelope, "but are not the children a good gift from God?" Ouch, how cute. ”

Xu Qianqian once thought about whether she should talk to Xue Yulang, although it was just a dream for her at the moment. In the past, she and her father had always been able to talk about these issues naturally. But not with Huang Keer. Huang Ke'er would say, "Okay, now, you should tell me how you are doing in your studies." But when Xu Qianqian introduced her in a general way, Huang Ke'er would ask Xu Qianqian how she could remember all these Greek names. However, Xue Yulang could understand what she was talking about.

Meaning, she was only twelve or thirteen years old at the time, and she first read the word. Others asked if her father was a scholar.

"Of course," she said, "he teaches sixth grade." ”

Forget what something was going on, and ask her to tell him. However, she believed that he could not forget.

But maybe he really forgot. In his mind, the doors of some rooms were closed, the windows were obscured—the contents of which he thought were too useless and dishonorable to be seen again.

Xu Qianqian's tone was more blunt than she had originally thought.

"Does she want to get married? That Cao Wangrong? ”

This question really startled Xue Yulang, she used that tone, and after being silent for a long time.

"I don't know." He said.

But after a while, he said, "I don't see how she could do it." ”

"You ask her to go," Xu Qianqian said, "you must want to ask, since it is so interesting to her." ”

Cao Wangrong was in the kitchen at this time, she turned around and shouted, "Don't sing this song about me." ”

"Which song says about you?" Xue Yulang said, pretending to be surprised, "Who is singing a song about you?" ”

"That's you. You just sang. ”

"Oh, that's the song. Is that the song that says Cao Wangrong? The girl in the song? Oh my god - I forgot that was your name too. ”

He began to sing again, but secretly hummed. Cao Wangrong stood and listened, her face flushed, her chest fell together, and she was about to pounce immediately when she heard a word in the lyrics.

"You are not allowed to sing songs that have anything to do with me. If my name is in it, it has something to do with me. ”

Suddenly, Xue Yulang sang in an enlarged voice.

"It's not worth a few bucks." Xue Yulang said, bent over and asked her to get into the car.

Cao Wangrong was in the field collecting blueberries. That's for pie making. Xue Yulang rang the horn twice, and waved his hand again when the car started, Cao Wangrong decided to respond, she raised an arm, and the action seemed to be blasting away a fly.

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Tu Tuqiao walked outside the house, strolled around the yard, and poked the weeds into the soil with his cane. At this time, everything is painted in beautiful pale colors—the pale green of the leaves, the pinkish-brown of the earth and the trunk—like a watercolor lotion that is about to fade. On the playground, flocks of low-flying small brown pigeons chase each other, while emerald green bee-eaters frolic like slow-flying swallows. A team of sweepers was heading towards a dirty garbage pit, each with their burdens half-hidden under their coats, at the edge of the jungle. The poor hungry people, their arms and legs as thin as firewood, their knees so weak that they could not stand upright, and their bodies covered only by earthy yellow rags, walked like skeletons wrapped in corpse cloth.

The gardener is turning the soil for the new flower bed, which is next to the pigeon coop next to the gate. He's a sluggish man who can't hold his mouth. He covered his face with his hands, gave a deep bowbow to Tu Tu Qiao, and then raised his shovel again, shoveling hard and clumsily into the dry soil, his delicate muscles trembling.

A shrill "rattle" scream came from the servant's quarters. Cao Jiao's two wives began to quarrel every morning again. The domesticated fighting, named "Nile", swaggered along the road, but it zigzagged and went, and more shouts came from the servant's quarters, and the men's rough fights. , as long as Tu Tuqiao goes to the headquarters, when the two of them are put together, they will quarrel endlessly. Once, Ma Pu chased after Cao Jiao with a bamboo stick, and Cao Jiao hid behind Tu Tuqiao, only to be severely beaten on Tu Tuqiao's leg.

Mr. Wei Taiqiang came from the other side of the road, with a vigorous step and a very thick cane in his hand. He wears an khaki Paglib shirt, military training shorts, and a sunhat for wild boar hunters. In addition to exercising, whenever he can find time, he walks two miles every morning.

"Good morning!" He shouted at Tutuqiao in an enthusiastic morning voice, saying that he had developed the habit of taking a cold shower with vigor and energy at this time of the morning. , and felt very sad, so deliberately showed a happy appearance to hide the emotion. In fact, he will also tie his fate to the doctor, and work against Tu Tuqiao. It doesn't matter if you paint the earth bridge, but there are also esports tycoons! If he, Tu Tuqiao, is too obvious to help the doctor, he may pay a terrible price. It's better to pretend that you never received the letter. The doctor is indeed a good man, but in order to help him fight against the whole tradition of the white lord - alas, no, never! What good can it do to lose the whole world in order to save your soul? Tu Tu Bridge tore the letter in half. The dangers that can be caused by making it public are small and vague, but in the Xuanwu Kingdom, you have to beware of all kinds of vague dangers. Reputation, as the breath of life, is itself ambiguous. He carefully tore the letter to shreds and threw it at the door.

At this moment, there was a frightened scream, and Cao Jiao. The gardener put down his shovel and looked in the direction from which the cry came, and Cao Jiao heard the voice, and ran out of the servant's quarters without a hat, while Fry jumped to his feet and screamed. Then there were a few more screams, the sound coming from the jungle behind the house, sounding like a Xuanwu person, a woman, a frightened shout.

There was no way out behind the courtyard, and the Tutu Bridge climbed over the gate, and when I came down, my knee was cut by splinters, and I was bleeding. He bypassed the yard fence and rushed into the jungle, Frau following close behind. Just behind the house, in the outermost layer of trees, there is a small valley frequented by the buffalo of the village of Nyon-lebin, because of the pool of water in the valley. The earthen bridge quickly weaves through the trees. In the valley, a gray-faced English girl was leaning against a tree, shivering, as a huge buffalo threatened her with its half-moon-shaped horns. A hairy calf stood behind, no doubt the cause of the trouble. There was also a buffalo in the neck-deep mud pool, with a gentle, old face looking up to see what was going on.

As soon as Tu Tuqiao appeared, the girl turned her frightened face to him. "Ah, hurry!" She shouted loudly, angry and urgent, clearly in the tone of a frightened person. "Quick! Help me! Help me! ”

Tu Tuqiao was so surprised that he didn't have time to ask anything. He hurried to her, and since he had no stick in his hand, he reached out and slapped the buffalo's nose. The big beast turned, slow and clumsy, and led the calf away with heavy steps. The other buffalo also got up from the sludge and walked lazily. The girl threw herself at Tutuqiao, almost into his arms, and was really frightened just now.

"Ah, thank you, thank you so much! Alas, these terrible things! What are they? I thought they were going to kill me. What a terrible beast! What are they? ”

"They're just buffaloes — from the village over there."

"Bison?"

"It's not bison — we call them South Asian buffalo, it's a type of cattle raised by the Burmese people. I'm afraid they'll scare you. I'm sorry. ”

She still clung to his arm, and he could feel it