Hu Dajing was extremely sad, and it was not easy to read to such a point.

The gap between reality and imagination is too big, she thinks of the time and energy she has spent during this time, and her heart is so aggrieved that she can't do it, and tears gush out like a flood that bursts the embankment.

Father Hu patted Hu Dajing's shoulder, held tears in his hand, and comforted: "You see how powerful you are, others can't get it if they want to, so the master has set up a unique ...... for you Hmmm......"

has a guilty conscience, and I really can't make it up later, Daddy Hu gave a thumbs up: "I think my Sanniang is very powerful!" ”

Everyone present always felt that Daddy Hu had something to say.

Hu Dajing is not a crying person, no matter what difficulties he encounters, he gritted his teeth and stood up.

This is the first time that when I saw Daddy Hu's chubby face with a sense of joy, tears flowed unconsciously.

"I think Daddy is also very powerful," Hu Dajing cried.

Steward Xue stood under the scorching sun, feeling that his scalp was about to melt, and there was a faint smell of meat from the tip of his nose.

In order not to become a roasted whole sheep, he broke the mutual praise of father and daughter, and carefully laughed with him: "Ah Lang, this thing ......"

Daddy Hu patted his head and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, come, you bring the things." ”

The four maidservants stood in a row, and Steward Xue lifted the red silk cloth in turn, and what came into view was four bottles of different sizes.

Hu Dajing held back his tears and asked, "What is this?" ”

Father Hu enthusiastically and exaggeratedly introduced: "These are all porcelain bottles fired by the official kiln, each one is very valuable, well-made, you see that the enamel is as transparent as water, and the fetal body is thin and light." ”

Hu Dajing was not interested in porcelain, and of course he did not understand it.

Father Hu said, "What do you think?" ”

"Good." Hu Dajing replied like this, but his eyes never looked at the porcelain like cicada wings in the sun.

Father Hu said happily, "You brothers and sisters have them, and I have already sent someone to your hospital." ”

Recently, an old friend of Daddy Hu came to visit, and the old friend implied that as a businessman, the furnishings in the house were too monotonous to highlight its connotation.

Daddy Hu is a nouveau riche who wants to save face, and in addition to being interested in gold ingots and silver ingots in his life, he has no other elegant hobbies.

Under the "advice" of an old friend who has not seen each other for a long time, there are porcelain or antiques in the house.

"These porcelains can not only highlight the owner's taste, but also improve the grade, which is the case for all families." The old friend touched his chin and said sincerely.

Daddy Hu was born with a heart for gold and silver, and he didn't know anything about porcelain.

It just so happened that this old friend was in the porcelain business, so he bought a batch of porcelain from him, and of course, these things were carried out without the knowledge of the eldest lady.

"Come on, come on, find a ventilated place for these treasures and put them up in a place that is not easy to touch." Daddy Hu beckoned and arranged.

Dizhu and Xucui hurriedly led people into the house.

Father Hu comforted Hu Dajing a few more words, and secretly scolded Mr. Liushu a few words by the way, and then left satisfied.

Before leaving, he specially explained to Hu Dajing that he couldn't break these porcelains, let alone take them to the pawnshop, and he would inspect them from time to time.

Hu Yangyao silently walked beside Hu Dajing, and said guiltily: "Third sister, don't be sad, it's all my fault, as your master, I didn't do my best, and as a result, I delayed your homework." ”

The sadness in Hu Dajing's heart has been drained through tears.

"It's none of your business."

She is a natural optimist, and she will go quickly when she is sad, and she will soon keep these emotions that are not worth keeping.

Hu Yangyao saw that Hu Dajing's eyes and nose were still red, and he was still worried: "Are you really not sad?" ”

Hu Dajing turned his head and looked at Hu Yangyao, who formed a light and dark line with the bright sun: "It's not appropriate to stay for a long time when you're sad." ”

Hu Yufei didn't know why he looked at the two of them, and said with crooked eyebrows: "Then let's go catch fish." ”

Hu Da was shocked and said softly: "I will read a book in a while, and I will go fishing with you another day." ”

Without steaming steamed buns, she decided to fight to the end with the old thief in Liushu.

"But ......"

"There are still many days left in the summer." Hu Dajing said with a smile.

After the two left, Hu Dajing looked at the sunlight jumping on the poplar leaves and muttered to himself: "Yangyao, sun, Yangyao......"

……

The night breeze was cool, and the bed curtains were wading in the moonlight.

Hu Dajing walked alone in the desert, surrounded by endless sand, and the sand raised by the wind hit his face, and it hurt to break it.

Between heaven and earth, in addition to shadows, there is also the untouchable sun accompanying her, she doesn't know where to go, let alone how to get out, just like that, aimlessly, walking with deep and shallow steps.

Time crept in her wading.

A path paved by countless books comes into view.

The blazing sun disappeared in an instant, and the surroundings fell into darkness, and suddenly countless fireballs fell from the sky, and the fire engulfed the entire desert, and the sky and the earth were connected, all red, blood red.

She heard countless screams echoing in her ears, countless phantoms floating in the firelight, and they made gestures with their hands over their ears, reminding her of the oil painting "The Scream".

The screams seemed to be blood-colored as well.

She stepped on the book road, and at the end of the road stood a person who was all black, with no facial features, and his face was a black whirlpool.

She turned and fled, only to find a fiery dragon behind her, and she was in a circle formed by a sea of fire, with no way to escape.

The phantom in the fire turned into countless cold-burning swords and attacked her, and she was in the sea of fire, but it was bitterly cold.

She staggered to the ground, the fire jumped to the back of her hand, and the pain in her heart made Hu Dajing "hiss", and quickly put the back of her hand to her lips.

Blurry when she opened her eyes, she realized it was just a nightmare.

It's just that the back of my hand hit the bed rail, it really hurts!

Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and she kicked off the thin quilt with her feet.

It seems that she has to read less books recently, and if it is really as she said, she has gone crazy.

Recalling that terrible dream, the man in black with a whirlpool face, she patted her chest, but fortunately it was just a dream.

The moonlight was like water, Hu Dajing turned her head to look at the bed, and then, her eyes widened, and she covered her mouth in surprise.

Through the curtain, a man who had blended with the night was quietly watching her, eyes cold in the moonlight.

This reminded Hu Dajing of "There is only one truth", the suspect in black who appears in every episode and can't see her true face is a shadow of her childhood.

The dream becomes a reality, and the shadow area is magnified.

Hu Dajing reached out and grabbed the quilt, but didn't catch it.

She closed her eyes tightly and pretended not to see, deceiving herself into telling herself that she had not seen anything.

I kept telling myself not to look at it, but my body was very honest, and I opened my eyes unconsciously, and the cry for help was blocked in my throat.

The four eyes collided, and the eyes of the man in black were like black swirls, sucking all the thoughts out of her head.

Because, he's right in front of him.