Ye Yin told Rose that Sen had to play Yue Fei after listening to the commentary when he was a child, but no one wanted to play Qin Hui, so the most heroic scene could not be performed, and he could only play his mother-in-law's tattoo.

Rose's eyes widened and asked if it was really a thorn.

Ye Yin couldn't laugh, it was really good to be stabbed, after all, he had experienced that situation, the key was to write it with an ink pen and rub it on the white shirt, and Sen was beaten by Aunt Ping. Laughing as she spoke, Rose burst out laughing at the end.

Sen came in and said what are you laughing at, Ye Yin said I am persuading Rose to marry you quickly, both of you are loyal to the country. Rose paused for two seconds to understand, jumped up and pinched Ye Yin's armpits, Ye Yin hid behind Sen and said, Sister-in-law spare me.

Sen smiled and said, yes, her sister-in-law spared her.

Rose was stunned and smiled as she stared into Sen's eyes. Ye Yin was also stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Yes, the sun is shining and the years are quiet.

Roses often can't be idle, helping the leaf shade wipe this and that. Ye Yin always joked that every time the rose came, the faucet would look new. When the rose rested, Ye Yin gently rubbed her knuckles and said, "Rose's hands are so beautiful that they can be used as hand models."

It's a pity that Rose's hands are not well cared for, some rough, may always be in contact with cold things, and the skin at the joints is a little swollen.

Rose didn't understand what Ye Yin said, looked at Ye Yin suspiciously, Sen smiled and said to Ye Yin, don't say your fashion dialect, Rose is not in that team.

Rose disagreed, saying, of course, I can't keep up with the fashion when I'm old.

Mori had something to do, and Rose asked Ye Yin what he meant just now. understood that Ye Yin was praising her beautiful hands, she looked at Ye Yin's hands and said, your hands are small to be beautiful, mine is too big, women have small hands to grasp treasures, my big hands are born to work.

When Ye Yin went to the supermarket again, she picked out hand cream with a high oil content and gave it to Rose, taught her how to massage her joints, and told her to apply it every time she washed her hands. The rose patted the shade of the leaves and said I tried to remember.

After washing up at night, the rose took out the hand cream and applied it very seriously. Seeing Sen looking at her with a smile, Rose was embarrassed and said, I am good-looking but not beautiful, she looks like a dancer, and she has a big wrist.

Sen smiled, what Rose said was a bit right, but it was not accurate, it should be said that Ye Yin, who memorized poems and wrote poems and listened to Erhu since childhood, was very literary and artistic.

Seeing that Sen was a little distracted, Rose asked Mori, am I much worse than Ye Yin.

Sen said, you are not perfect, but warm and moving.

The rose swallowed back a sentence: Is the leaf shade perfect?

Because she didn't have the courage to listen to the answer, her words changed at the right time: Can the warmth still freeze people?

A smile passed, and the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Perhaps, this is how life should be.

After returning from Beijing, Xu's shoulders felt a little rheumatism, and Huang Shan gave him acupuncture at home, reminding himself not to pierce his lungs deeply.

When I was in college, I saw a medical accident in which a patient was punctured into a pneumothorax and suffered a serious crime. But why do you have this idea? Xu praised her for becoming an official, and her skills are still so good, and she will be blessed if she practices more on herself in the future.

Huang Shan smiled and said that it would be good if he could be like a witch doctor thousands of years ago, not only to cure diseases but also to exorcise demons.

Asahi certainly understood who she was trying to drive away, but he didn't speak.

When Huang Shan talked about it again, Xu said Are you a witch?

Occasionally, Asahi would think of Ye Yin's frown. Only occasionally. Just remembered. Nothing has been done from before to now. Even after he returned to the unit, Ye Yin and him deliberately reduced their contact.

Huang Shan could still see that he was thinking about Ye Yin, and she trusted her instincts. Now, she would rather they have something than this lingering aftermath.

In fact, without Ye Yin, they will also have contradictions, which is the fate determined by character.

When a person deliberately tolerates, hatred has turned over the river. Perhaps many people agree that such a girl has been wronged if she is not put in the palm of her hand.

No matter who Kexu marries, he will not put it in the palm of his hand, but in his heart.

Ye Yin is more like a scapegoat.

Depression and unhappiness can make any otherwise beautiful woman have a more mysterious temperament.

There is no shortage of suitors in Huangshan, which has a lot of social connections, and a strange man actually folded roses with dollars to give to Huangshan on Valentine's Day, because it was inconvenient to return the things, she angrily spent more than an hour to open those flowers and put them into the pharmacy to collect change as a charity box.

At noon, when Liu Shanshan and the two were eating noodles together, Huang Shan poured half a bottle of chili oil into the bowl, and the real red light was full of face. Huangshan can eat spicy, and even the locals are surprised by the degree of spicy food when they meet in Sichuan.

Liu Shanshan said that people who love spicy food have bad bile secretion and love to get angry, you don't look like it, and you don't have pimples on your face.

Huangshan said that I burned myself with internal fire.

Liu Shanshan looked at her depressed appearance and thought that this was the truth.