In the country of big clouds, in a quiet town, a man who looks like a scholar is walking on the road in a hurry.

This person has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a dignified appearance, and his eyes are mixed with the kind of brilliance that is unique to readers.

Of course, the most important thing is that the bag on his back reveals his identity, which makes people feel at a glance that this is what a serious reader looks like. It's just that it's puzzling that he doesn't know what important things will make him so hurried, readers, shouldn't they all be calm and calm people?

After a while, the man walked to the front of a hut, and he paused slightly, straightened his clothes, looked at what he was carrying, and smiled.

Then he strode out and stepped under a plaque that read 'Wan Qing Zhai'.

Wanqingzhai, every time a reader sees the words on it, he will think of the people in the room, Wanqing, Wanqing! What a name.

There are vines and grasses in the wild, zero dew, and there is a beautiful person, graceful as Qingyang.

As for whether it will seem a bit cheesy to use the word Wanqing as a name for fasting, he won't care about this, all he cares about is that the people in the house are happy.

The main thing is that he can be happy every day, happy all the time, happy when he wakes up, happy when he sleeps, and in this way, he will be happy.

Before he could enter the house, he couldn't wait to start calling people.

"Wanniang, come on, come and see what good things I brought back for you."

In the house, a woman in her twenties-old years couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle after hearing the shouts of the man outside the house.

I don't know when the slightly furrowed brow was also soothed, just a very insignificant small movement, as if nothing had happened. But between this smile and relaxation, it seems that there has been a earth-shaking change, as if the house is a little more gorgeous, as if the flowers are a little more beautiful, and it seems that an ordinary girl has become a legendary fairy, so beautiful that it does not belong to the world.

The woman put down the gourd ladle she had used to water the flowers, and walked slowly out of the house, wanting to see what was so good about the man so eagerly exchanging her.

Of course, she would be happy no matter what it was, because it was something that the man brought.

When the woman walked out, the flowers in the house seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. They are also very helpless, because as long as the woman is in the house, they can only be temporarily reduced to green leaves, and they are willing, and they have to bloom more beautifully, otherwise they are afraid that they will not even be qualified to become green leaves. They don't have to worry about stealing the woman's light, because the woman is the biggest light in the room.

This is not a question of whether to be convinced or not, or whether to strive for it or not, but it should be so, and it should be like this.

The woman was wearing a snow-white plain dress, with a green silk tied on her head, and a hairpin was simply pinned. There are no traces of grease and powder on the face, it is very ordinary, very simple, but it is also very dusty.

"Xiao Yangzi, what did you bring back, so happy"

When the reading man known as Xiao Yangzi saw the woman in the house come out to ask questions, he immediately happily put down the bag on his back, and then walked up to the woman. He lifted the delicate package in his hand, held it in the palm of his hand, slowly brought it to the woman's eyes, and said with a smile: "Na, that's it, Wanniang, guess what, what mile"

The woman was not in a hurry when she saw that the man was selling the guanzi, she looked at the man, and then at the package that looked very delicate, and did not speak.

She leaned forward, the tip of her delicate nose closer to the wrap, and a Qianqianyu hand didn't know when to lift it, and fanned the tip of her nose above the wrapper.

She didn't speak, then fanned again.

Then it fanned again.

The man was so embarrassed to see this scene, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, or he told her directly, but if she had already guessed it, wouldn't it be her own self-inflicted amorous ......

Before he could figure out what to do, the woman didn't laugh angrily, and the jade hand had disappeared from the top of the package, followed by a grinning sound from the man's mouth.

"Ouch, Wanniang, it hurts, can you light it up?"

It turned out that the Qianqianyu hand was now on the man's ear, and it was wrapped around a very exaggerated arc, in short, it looked distressing, liver pain, and ear pain. What kind of jade hand is this, this is clearly the claw of the devil.

"Okay, you Yang Xi, when did you become dishonest and learn to let me guess riddles, guess riddles? Okay, guess if I guessed first, if you guess right, I'll let it go," she said, and the force in her hand quietly increased a little, as if her ears didn't hurt.

The man seems to have long been accustomed to this look, and he is not annoyed, but he keeps saying words begging for mercy, as if he still has a bit of a hippie smile, as if it is a blessing to be twisted by a woman like this.

"Good Wan Niang, good Wan Niang, I can't be wrong, I will never let you guess in the future"

"Later?" The woman muttered, and then began to wonder if this was an answer she was satisfied with. But the magnitude of her hand slowly starting to become more exaggerated undoubtedly showed that she seemed to be very dissatisfied, well, at least Yang Xi thought so.

Yang Xi felt that seeing her like this, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with what he said, so he hurriedly added.

"Uh, Wanniang, I was really wrong, no need to do it, I won't let you guess now, you let it go, let it go and I'll tell you what it is"

"Huh?"

"Okay, mung bean cake, it's your favorite mung bean cake. When I just came back, I brought it back from the old man Liu in the small town, and when he heard that I was going to buy it for you to eat, he specially sent a few more pieces, that's all, I told you, let me go."

"Mung bean cake, well, you still have a little conscience"

After finishing speaking, he really didn't care about Yang Xi's ears, and then put his hand in front of Yang Xi.

Yang Xi looked at it and immediately understood, he smiled and put the package in his hand into the woman's hand, and after seeing the woman take the package, he was relieved.

Yang Xi rubbed his ears with his hands, and said while rubbing: "Wan Niang, can you be lighter next time, look at it, it must be red."

"Oh, I see"

The woman replied without raising her head.

Seeing her like this, Yang Xi knew, yes, people didn't care about these at all, and now, all she thought about was this mung bean cake.

Yang Xi shook his head helplessly, but then smiled. This is the Wan Niang in his heart, it is still the same, and it has not changed at all.

From the first day he met Wan Niang, he knew two things, the first is that Wan Niang is good-looking and the best person in the world, there is no one. Although he doesn't know how big the world is, and he doesn't know if there are any more beautiful women in the world than Wan Niang, he just stubbornly thinks so, which is very unreasonable and natural.

As for the second thing, Wanniang is definitely not a lady, her words and actions are sometimes not so consistent with her image, she will laugh happily when she is happy, no matter whether there is anyone around her, she will pull people's ears and step on people's feet.

Well, she's a little unique. But she was doing all this without making her seem to have any sense of disobedience, as if it should be like this, as if it wasn't so wrong, as if, it was fine.

And when she did these things, she didn't make her good-looking look by half a point, she looked good when she smiled, she looked good when she ate, and although it hurt a little when she pulled her ears and stepped on someone's feet, she was still good-looking, as if she looked good no matter what she did. The eyes are good-looking, and the ears and feet don't feel pain, but the heart is beautiful, I feel that this is my honor, and I feel that I have no part with Wanniang.

He still likes Wan Niang like this, how can he say it, oh, by the way, frank.

Wan Niang, Wan Niang, such a Wan Niang is really people, I can't hate it at all.

"Well, I'm right, it's really mung bean cake. No wonder I smelled so familiar just now, let's go and come into the house to taste it."

After speaking, he took Yang Xi into the house together.

Yang Xi followed Wanniang, who only had mung bean cake in her eyes, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded for a while, it seemed that her charm was not as big as a pack of mung bean cakes. Also, what is it, where is it, just now I smelled it three times and didn't smell it, and finally told her by myself.

Alas, fortunately, fortunately, when she let herself guess whether she guessed what was inside, she didn't say that she couldn't guess, otherwise she would have to suffer from the flesh and skin, although the pain of the flesh and skin is not bitter at all, but it can still be less and less.

The two walked to a table, Yang Xi had just sat down, Wan Niang couldn't wait to open the package, and when she saw that it was really the mung bean cake, she was in a good mood. The green onion as white as jade gently picked up a piece of mung bean cake, and then slowly put it into his mouth, bit half of it, tasted it, and then raised the corners of his mouth, squinting his eyes slightly and smirking there.

While laughing, he said, "It's so sweet, it's delicious."

Yang Xi looked at her with a satisfied look, and couldn't help laughing. Wan Niang is satisfied, Wan Niang's satisfaction is his best reward.

I don't know when he found that his wish suddenly became very small, and he found that his wish was only to make the people in the house laugh, so that the people in the house could get a little satisfaction. And he himself is willing to be satisfied with this little satisfaction, willing to live this life, and willing to run around on the road to satisfy Wanniang for this little satisfaction.

He felt that it was worth it.

"Now, I'll give you a taste."

The sudden voice pulled Yang Xi back from his enthusiasm, and before he could react, a piece of mung bean cake was stuffed in his mouth. No, half a piece to be exact, and it should be the half that the woman ate before, otherwise why would it be so small, so warm, and so sweet.

He looked at the mung bean cake, looked at the person who ate the mung bean cake, and tasted the mung bean cake that the person fed him, and felt that it was indescribably good.

Good, that's good.

The world is very good, Yang Xi thanked me in advance.