He Yunfeng and I are still the same teacher, just because we are both disciples of Master Zheng.

Zheng Fuzi's name is Zheng Wenquan, he was born in Juzi, if it weren't for the sudden death of the Qing Dynasty, he would at least be a candidate for the county order, if he was lucky, maybe he would have become a local Taoist.

It's a pity that the situation changed so quickly, as soon as the dragon flag of the Forbidden City fell, he could only return to his hometown gloomily, and later his family fell into the middle of the road, and he couldn't resist the warm invitation of several wealthy families, so he reluctantly agreed to go out to teach apprentices.

He is very good at writing and painting, and he has always regarded himself very high and rarely accepts apprentices, as far as I know, only two disciples, me and He Yunfeng.

After driving Master Zheng away two years ago, I used to think of myself, but now when I think of him, my heart is full of guilt.

And I'm really not a good person, I think his knowledge is a CD I haven't learned, now I'm more sensible, I realize that I have done a lot of foolish things, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine in this world, and I can only sigh for a long time.

And He Yunfeng is different, he is the only son of He Pengnian, the He family of the Dongliuhao family, and since He Pengnian's death, he has been holding the career of He Pengnian's family since he passed away.

He not only worked hard since he was a child, but also respected his teacher, and won the love of Master Zheng.

I just don't want to, and I have to admit that he is indeed above me in terms of talent and character, and sometimes he is more like a pair of beautiful people when he stands with Sister Bijun.

The only thing I can beat him is that I grew up with Sister Bijun since I was a child, and the Lu Yao family has been friends for a long time, but this deep affection is incomparable to him.

At this moment, when I think of him, my heart is like knocking over a jar of vinegar, it is all sour, and I don't feel it myself for how long I have been jolting in the carriage.

I felt as if I had suddenly become a wooden man, unable to speak, unable to laugh.

The sunny day outside seemed to me to be gray and gloomy, as if it had been smeared with soot.

The carriage finally arrived at Liangyue Pavilion, we followed Sister Bijun to get off the car, I looked up into the pavilion, only to see a heroic young man standing outside the pavilion, waving to Sister Bijun, listening to his hearty laughter.

"Bi-kun—"

Sister Bijun actually waved at him, and responded with a smile: "Hey-have you waited for a long time, right?" ”

The young man smiled and said, "We didn't have to wait long, we just arrived." ”

The young man in front of me is He Yunfeng, and when I look at the scene of their intimacy, the whole person is about to turn into wood.

Why do you say that the biggest regret between me and Sister Bijun is that I am two years younger than her?

This He Yunfeng is no more, no less, just two years older than Sister Bijun.

I'm like that, others are older than me, so I feel half a cut shorter, and I can't do it with a CD on weekdays.

What's more, this He Yunfeng is four years older than me, I just don't want to, I have to call him Brother Ju.

Sure enough, Sister Bijun saw that I was still stunned, so she spoke first, "Xiaoyi, why are you stunned, hurry up and call someone!" ”

I reluctantly moved over and said to He Yunfeng, "Brother Yunfeng." ”

He Yunfeng smiled and nodded at me, and said, "Brother Fusheng looks much better!" What about the little flowers? ”

Li Xiaohua followed behind my ass and shouted, "Brother Yunfeng." ”

Alan who was following Sister Bijun also shouted timidly: "Brother Yunfeng." ”

He Yunfeng nodded with a smile and asked Sister Bijun: "This is the second lady of the Lu family, she looks like a very good girl." ”

Sister Bijun replied with a smile: "Yes, her name is Shi Lan, she is my aunt's goddaughter, she has just entered the Lu Mansion, and I will ask you to take care of her in the future." ”

"Bijun, you are too polite," He Yunfeng said with a smile: "Our neighbors in the township should support each other." ”

He turned his head and said to Alan cordially: "Sister Lan'er, don't be restrained, if there is anything I can do for you, just greet me." ”

"Well, thank you, Brother Yunfeng."

Alain nodded and turned to look at me again, I smiled reluctantly and didn't say anything more.

He Yunfeng pointed to the stone table in Liang Yue Pavilion, and said affectionately: "Everyone hasn't eaten breakfast yet, let's eat some cushions and hunger, these are all made by Bijun himself." ”

Before I could react, Li Xiaohua sat down heartlessly, and the people waiting on the side hurriedly opened the food boxes on the stone table, and suddenly a burst of aroma came to my nose, and I heard Li Xiaohua count with joy: "Wow!" Rock sugar taro cake, osmanthus cake, potato buns! It's so fragrant! ”

The soup pot on the side was also opened, steaming hot, and the dense aroma of soy milk came from the air.

Without saying a word, Li Xiaohua reached out and grabbed two potato buns and stuffed them into her mouth, and at this time, there was a sudden yin and yang weird laughter.

"Monk Huahua, can you still eat?"

"I heard that you were beaten up in the South Gate Market!"

I followed the sound and looked over, only to see a young man with a hippie smile walking outside Liang Yue Pavilion, and I was even more unhappy when I saw this person.

Who is this man?

This person's name is He Yunqi, the only son of the He family, and his father is He Pengling, the commander of the Dongliu People's League.

Li Xiaohua glanced at him, half of the smile was gone, and said angrily: "Who did I say!" Our little overlord in Nanwu County is here, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid, I see you and I eat more and more! ”

"Yo, still hard-mouthed?" He Yunqi pointed at him and sneered: "You are a monk, you are out and about flowers all day long, and you are not afraid of others gossiping?" ”

As soon as I heard He Yunqi's words, I understood a little in my heart.

My cousin Li Xiaohua's appearance is too outstanding, maybe it has attracted the love of some rich ladies, and among these ladies, there may be a few girls that He Yunqi cares about, he can't get used to it for a while, so he came to find trouble at this time and wanted to take a bad breath.

Li Xiaohua also knew in her heart that Mingren didn't suffer secret losses, and she didn't quarrel with him, so she just snorted coldly and turned her head to ignore him, and continued to bury her head in eating food.

"You monk is talking!"

He Yunqi looked unrelenting, and swaggered towards Li Xiaohua. I was afraid that there would be right and wrong later, so I hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him and said, "He Yunqi, we are all here to relax today, don't have nothing to do!" ”

He Yunqi glanced at me up and down, and sneered: "I said who dared to stop me, it turned out to be Young Master Lu!" ”

I originally wanted to calm things down, but he said something next, which made me angry.

I heard him sneer: "I heard that you have severe impotence, why do you still come out?" ”

As soon as I heard this, my face became more and more pale, and I secretly clenched my fists and wanted to punch him hard.