The fish kept jumping out of the sea, as if they were suffering from the wind striking the dark clouds.

The closer the ship got there, the more I felt that there were many problems with the cargo being transported on board.

Zuo Zhuo is the first prime minister of the Great Wei Dynasty, and now all the people who do things under Zuo Zhuo to achieve a certain position should understand all the things that the prime minister does.

Zuo Zhuo is very strange, the people who do things under his hands are actually a wave, each doing their own thing, and there is never too much business involvement between them.

Even when it comes time to hold the interests of Zhongzhong, he will send his henchmen to do these things, and will never give those people a chance to communicate together in private.

Besides, it's not that there are no opportunities, it's just that everyone doesn't cherish them.

After doing the work at hand, I can waste half my life every time, who has the time to take care of those individual things, don't wait until that unbearable situation - there is no life to earn money and no life to spend, and there is no point in living.

"Old Pan, what about you...... Hey......"

The man at the helm always wants to find an opportunity to talk to Lao Pan.

In the eyes of these perennial waterwalkers, Lao Pan is like a myth!

If it weren't for the fact that his wife was messing around, and unfortunately caught up with the officers and soldiers, Lao Pan died of his child, and everyone just heard about it, saying that Lao Pan suffered a lot of blows.

The prime minister's side didn't know how much he knew about that incident......

Lao Pan didn't feel good at all, "It's okay, it's over." He looked at the approaching ship, hoping that the wind would take something away from him, after all, there was no way for him to get out of his grief.

This world is cruel to him at once, and he doesn't know where he is going.

It seems that in the past, no matter how busy he was outside, as long as he was about to return home, Lao Pan was always happy in his heart.

As long as he thinks of having two treasures at home waiting for him to come home, Lao Pan's heart will always be so happy.

"Where's Daddy?"

At that time, the child would always ask his father, where was he and what was he doing now?

"Mother, why does Dad always have to leave very early in the morning, and every time he leaves, it takes a long time?"

The child always asks that, and the child's mother always answers like that.

She couldn't answer anything else, in fact, there were also merchants walking rice and noodles outside the village. There are also many people who do miscellaneous work for those merchants, which is often seen.

"Because Dad is very busy, you have to be obedient."

The relationship between the fifth son and Lao Pan at that time has always been good, the relationship between the fifth son and this family is actually very good, so good that you can often go over to see Lao Pan's family, although it is a poor family, you can't bring any gold and silver thread help, but in general, some more help is always much stronger than nothing.

"What's wrong?"

The child's mother went over and found that the child's hand had been scratched, and it had been scratched by a bowl with a gap.

"Mother, it hurts ......"

The child's pain cries quietly, and it is always so distressing to be a mother, as if it hurts in the child's body and hurts the mother's heart.

"Mother, when will my father come back......" The child cried, while blinking his eyes at his mother, the child who gets along with his mother every day, for his father who has not yet returned home, his mind is always doubly missing, doubling the pain of parting!

"I'll be back in a few days."

touched the child's head, in fact, why wasn't he comforting himself?

With such an exact answer, she has comforted herself in her dreams countless times, told others countless times in the courtyard after tea and dinner in other people's homes, and explained to the grocery buyers at the corner of the street countless times, and she has long been tired of it.

Now it's just a matter of explaining to one more person, my own flesh and blood, to talk about it, my heart has suffered so much, and it doesn't hurt anymore.

Cold nights will always pass, but spring is not sure to return.

Some people say how is it possible?

After surviving the cold winter, of course, it is to look up and see winter, saying that winter has passed, and spring may not come, that is a big joke.

I can only blame you for not understanding spring, summer, autumn and winter well.

The fact is not necessarily the case, not all places in the world are spring after winter, there are always some dense places, even if the cold winter has passed, it is also a cold winter, and you will not be able to find spring in your life.

The white deer river god is quite strange over there, and the good things he received recently, although they are not extremely high-quality, but the beauty of the white deer is always a gift that can win people's hearts.

"What is this?"

It was an ice lamp.

Bailu was originally sitting, but after seeing the ice lamp, he stood up and took a closer look.

Looking at the ice lantern, it doesn't look like it was randomly collected from somewhere else, and it looks like a ......

It looks like I found it from Zhuhai.

Bai Lu looked at the ice lantern and felt as if his favorite was not the ice lamp from someone else's, but the one in the hand of the burning concubine.

"Like?"

Someone around Bailu saw that she seemed to be very interested in the ice lamp.

Yes, yes, she loved it, the light of the ice lamp in front of her eyes reflected the water waves, there was not a single blemish that should not have appeared, it was so clean, so clean that it was like the untouchable sky in the eyes of the Burning Hime.

Everyone looked at the ice lamp, it was so beautiful, when Bailu accidentally touched the ice lamp, the spirit bead flower bloomed in the ice lamp, it was simply the most beautiful place on the bottom of the sea, something that could grow.

"I like it."

Today, Bailu invited Burning Hime, but Burning Lady didn't arrive, as it should be.

There are many more things on the side of the Burning Lady than you have thought about in the river, not so much unbearable, and not so much joy.

Burning Ji just sent a letter back to Bailu, saying that the congratulatory gift would arrive, but people couldn't come.

She looked at the ice lamp in her arms, and her heart couldn't hide the joy, and she knew that the gentleness of the burning girl that night was a different proof.

It was no accident that he took off the branch from his head for himself, and that he was so close to himself!

"Go, I want to change my clothes and go to Zhuhai."

It seems that Bailu is not an honest river god at all, but he always has the idea of a little girl.

"What about the river god, he is not a ghost from the underworld, and it is difficult to control his seven emotions and six desires." There was a sneer from Xiao Wang, looking at Bailu's posture, he looked like this, and he saw that he had met the man he liked.

Everyone who is pleasing to others will also be pleasing to another.

This is the pale and powerless worldly world.

"You're not as cold-blooded as you seem!" On the way to Zhuhai, Bailu had already begun to talk to herself, and she didn't know what she should say when she saw Burning Ji later......