Scholars are still very difficult to mess with, Xiucai meets soldiers, and it is unreasonable to say, but when soldiers meet Xiucai, the reason is not clear, in a word, readers are not easy to mess with!

Mai Lang cried, kept crying, drank saliva when he was thirsty and continued to cry! When he was tired, he slept for a while and continued to cry! The cry was light, not high or low, but it kept drilling into your ears, and you didn't dare to hit him, and the seven martial gods were guarding with fierce eyes, and no one dared to take a step forward.

Liu Xiaosheng's chest was about to explode, but he was not convinced, from the beginning of the confrontation with Mai Lang to the present, Mai Lang kept crying, he kept shouting: "Dead! Dead!

But Liu Yuanwai can't do a scholar after all, at the beginning his voice was very high, deafening high, shouted half a loud, in the end he was old, his voice was getting lower and lower, and finally he was as timid as a mosquito, and Mai Lang, his voice has always been like that, not impatient, not high, not low, endless, the key is to know how to take care of himself, drink saliva when he is tired, eat when he is hungry, and take a breath when he is tired.

Liu Xiaosheng was swaying, supported by his two daughters, and his mouth was still struggling: "Dead, dead, dead!" He looked at this dumbfounded scholar, he felt that his old bones were going to be defeated in the hands of young people after all, Ying Long counted one, this scholar counted one.

It was already dusk, the moon was faint, the night was about to shroud, the lively Liufu gradually quieted down, the guests were all sent away by Liu Fangbai, a person walked in at the door, he couldn't see his appearance clearly at night, he yawned a long time, and asked, "Are the guests all gone?"

Liu Fangbai knew who it was, he took Ying Long's hand and said, "Brother Ying Long, go and see your father!"

Ying Long slept in the shade outside the Liufu Gate for an afternoon, and was full of energy, followed in a few steps, crossed a round door, and saw Mai Lang and Liu Yuan outside.

He shouted, "Mai Lang!"

Mai Lang rubbed his eyes, saw it clearly, and was happy, and jumped up with a smile: "Ying Long, you are alive, alive, hahaha-hahaha-"

Liu Yuanwai drooped his shoulders, drooped his eyelids, and his whole body was drooping, he looked at Ying Long, and scolded weakly: "This nerd scholar, you hired me to be angry."

Ying Long didn't understand, looked at Liu Yuanwai blankly, and said blankly: "What? He is a Showa chess saint."

Liu Yuanwai's eyes widened, he thought about it, and muttered in his mouth: "Showa Chess Saint, the new chess saint of Ling Qi City?" Then he tilted his head, and the snoring sounded, Qingluo and Liu Feifei glanced at each other, and helped their father back to the room to sleep.

Ying Long stepped forward and patted Mai Lang on the shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mai Lang: "He said that if you die, I will cry, and he will keep saying, I will cry all the time, and then he will be like that!" Mai Lang said very briefly, Ying Long was confused, and he didn't want to figure it out, so he asked, "Have you eaten?"

Liu Fangbai walked over slowly, arched his hand towards the two of them, and said, "Two, the meal is ready, let's have a meal together!"

There were five people sitting at the table, Fang Bai, Qingluo, Feifei, Ying Long and Mai Lang, the maids who served the food came and went, the meals were luxurious and rich, but everyone ate very crampedly, their eyes were trapped on their own dishes, and they didn't look at anything else, the orange light filled the ambiguous atmosphere, the boys and girls wanted to escape, and they wanted to stay, the contradiction was so bad!

Mai Lang eats thriftly, the children of poor families, sweat drops into the soil, the grains are hard, stuff the meat into the mouth, can't stop for a while, tilt the neck, swallow it, and then tear off the shredded meat on the bones and eat it clean, and then collect the bones and leave them for rhubarb!

Qingluo covered his veil, because of Ying Long on the table, it was not easy to eat, and moving chopsticks was just meaning, clamping some dishes and putting them on Feifei's plate, some on Fangbai's plate, and very few on his own plate, and he didn't eat, just watched!

Ying Long was extremely cramped, counting the seconds in his heart, this one Qingluo, one Feifei, one ice, one fire, none of which were easy to mess with, his stomach was half hungry and half full, but he didn't dare to eat more, and his eyes didn't dare to look around, just let it go, life is not easy!

Fei Fei looked dumbfounded, her cheeks were bulging, Qingluo gave her a clip, and those who came did not refuse, and she wiped it out with her mouth.

Qingluo whispered: "Eat slowly, someone will look at it, if you eat too much, you will get fat!"

The sentence was concise, but to the point, Feifei's eyes widened, swallowed the last bite, remembered the appearance of eating just now, and was embarrassed for a while, blushing, and the chopsticks lit his plate, and stopped eating.

As for Liu Fangbai, his thoughts drifted far, far away, he was thinking about the exercises that Master Shan Zhong Ku Lao had recently taught him, a very wonderful exercise - "Ten Demon Fire Refining".

Liu Xiaosheng was lying on the bed, groggy and asleep, he had a dream, a very interesting dream:

He dreamed that he was an old farmer, leaning against a dilapidated house, and there was a vegetable garden in front of the house, which was bare and nothing, and he wanted to grow some vegetables, but he knew that he had missed the season and it was too late to plant anything.

I don't know what day it was, two cabbages came out of the barren vegetable garden, and they came out one after the other, but each of them was pleasing to others, and he hugged himself and shouted "Daddy", so he laughed, smiled very contentedly, and treated them more and more carefully.

The cabbage is getting bigger and bigger, more and more delicate, but there are unforeseen circumstances, and I don't know when it started, there was a pig guarding outside the vegetable garden, with lust in his eyes, and he looked at his two cabbages, he picked up the flat shoulder, defended day and night day and night to drive, at first he still had the upper hand, and finally was arched down by the pig, the pig rushed to his beloved two cabbages, only for a moment, all ran away!

Liu Xiaosheng cried, hammering his legs and crying, he looked at the back of the pig, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like Ying Long, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like Ying Long!