“…… My third brother bought a big mountain in the north of the city, and planned to build a house and plant fruit trees on the mountain. ”

Mu Dian laughed at Chang Qianfo, and then told him that he was happy today, "Although I don't know if I can live there, I still yearn for it when I think about it-the third brother has been depressed recently, and his sword practice is not smooth, but he needs one thing to distract him." ”

"You can't drink alcohol either." Chang Qianfo can be regarded as seizing the opportunity.

"That's it." Mu Dian was so obedient that he put his arms on his chin, and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes, blinking.

Chang Qianfo's heart is not at peace again, it is already late autumn, but he feels hot.

Look down at the ink on the page of the book - "To the void, keep quiet." ”

Keep quiet, keep quiet......

"Don't take it as an example." He grimaced and said sternly.

Mu Dianke has tried the edge back and forth countless times, but he didn't know that he was a paper tiger, so he was not afraid at all, so he responded sweetly: "I know." ”

She turned her head to look at the flickering lights on the candlestick, and after a while, said softly, "I'm really happy, Thousand Buddhas." In February, I went to Guangfu Temple to offer incense, and saw that the believers were weaving, everyone was pious, and I also made a wish to the Buddha, only wishing that this life would be full of enmity and hatred. But now I have a lot of wishes: I want to be a good person; All who read it are peace and joy; And with you. It's hard, but as long as you persevere, you'll walk slowly in that direction, and life suddenly seems to have hope...... You gave it to me. ”

"You also gave me a lot," Chang Qianfo put down the book at some point, walked behind her, stroked the green silk on her back with his big hand, and said with tenderness: "-A lot of happiness!" There is also anticipation for the days ahead. ”

Mu Dianke turned his head, looked up at him and smiled.

Hengzhu's anger can't be extinguished tonight. Chang Qian broke the jar and thought brokenly.

He picked Mu Dianke up, sat on the chair himself, and let her sit on his lap. I wanted to hug each other like this and talk more affectionately, but I didn't want to start a prairie fire as soon as I hugged him.

Mu Dianke's skirt was wrinkled again, the green silk hung down to the ground, and his eyes were soft.

Chang Qianfo thought sadly, the old man gritted his teeth and didn't let go, which was embarrassing, it was clearly torturing him.

"Let me help you, okay?"

He repeated the old words, bit lightly in his ear, and deliberately lowered his voice to bewitch her, "These wishes of yours will come true as soon as possible, and we will stay together one day soon......er."

Mu Dianke was dazed, but he insisted on shaking his head.

Those who can compromise and can't compromise are all up to him in the end, but in the matter of revenge, she made up her mind not to let Chang Qianfo interfere.

Hatred is something too terrible.

She watched Jin Yanchen be distorted little by little, swallowed by darkness, and she herself went astray for a while.

She doesn't want a thousand Buddhas to kill in her heart, she wants him to always be as frank and unrestrained as the breeze and the sun. Look up to the sky, bow down to people.

"The third brother bought a house, I thought about asking you for help, but I was afraid that he would be unhappy to find out." She muttered, she really didn't have the strength to speak.

"The third uncle is too stubborn." Chang Qianfo couldn't help but complain, "I'm looking at the place, just wait for him to speak, he just doesn't open his mouth - fortunately, the mountain is in the north of the city." ”

"yes." Mu Dianke smiled crookedly, which was also the most satisfying place for her, "In the future, you will be close." ”

She reacted really slowly in a dizzy, and only after a while did she realize that the point of these words was not Mu Ziyan's opening of her mouth, whether Shanmai was in the south of the city or in the north of the city......

Angry: "It's so thick-skinned! ”