Chapter 145: Hate

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Shi Yiguang was pulled by Xiong Zhang, and went straight out of the crowd. As soon as he left Xiong Chao's sight, Shi Yiguang raised his hand and shook it up.

"Let go of me!" Shi Yiguang shook it and said hatefully.

She used a lot of force, but Xiong Zhang was more powerful than her, and Rao shook it a lot without letting go of Xiong Zhang's hand.

The crowd of passers-by on the street occasionally turned their heads to look at the two men who were hurrying past holding hands, and then quickly turned around.

It's not surprising that there are good peaches.

Shi Yiguang, who had been shaking his hand for a long time, didn't shake it off, so he simply didn't shake it off, and let Xiong Zhang pull him away with a black face. From time to time, I looked back at the half who was running over in the distance.

After walking for a while, Xiong Zhang stopped. Stopped, Shi Yiguang looked back at Ban'er's head, looked up at Xiong Zhang, and had a dark face.

"Your brain is caught in the door?" Shi Yiguang's face darkened, and he raised the hand that was pulled by Xiong Zhang's wrist and shook it fiercely.

Shake it off, but still don't shake it off. Shi Yiguang looked at Xiong Zhang's face and sank again. But he stood up and stopped talking.

"Did you buy the flowers here?" Xiong Zhang looked at Shi Yiguang, and suddenly asked in a cold voice.

"What?" Shi Yiguang frowned, looking at Xiong Zhang, he couldn't react.

"Did you buy the flowers here?" Xiong Zhang's body turned to the side, pointing to the back basket with pink Chunmei next to him, stunned, and looked at the flower seller who was sitting behind the back basket and looked at himself and Xiong Zhang in a daze.

The flower seller looked at Shi Yiguang, and finally his eyes fell on Xiong Zhang, who was wearing a splendid dress, and asked cautiously in his voice: "This son, do you want to buy flowers from the little boy?" โ€

"Is that the flower you bought here?" Xiong Zhang asked again.

Shi Yiguang turned his head and looked at Xiong Zhang, thinking about something, and before he could reply, the flower seller next to him hurriedly answered: "Yes, yes, didn't I buy the bouquet of flowers in my hand!" โ€

At this time, Ban'er, who was running behind him, also caught up with the two of them, standing next to Shi Yiguang, supporting his thighs with his hands, bending his body and panting.

It took a long run to catch up with the two of them.

As soon as the flower seller's voice fell, Xiong Zhang didn't say much, reached out and grabbed a bunch of spring plums in Shi Yiguang's other hand, and threw it to the side.

He took out a brocade bag embroidered with flowers from his bosom and threw it at the flower seller. He said coldly: "I want all the flowers on my back." โ€

The flower seller took the bag, pulled open the tie belt, looked inside, almost didn't smile on his face, got up and said, "Hey, hey, this basket of flowers is all Childe's!" The basket is also Childe's! โ€

With that, he took the brocade bag and walked quickly to the side. For fear that Xiong Zhang would regret it.

Half of the people on the side who hadn't caught their breath were thrown away by someone who looked up at his Chunmei. The face was stunned, and when he pulled it, he was about to cry.

That's the flower he wants to give to his husband!

It's just that the throwing is too fierce, and he doesn't dare to pick it up. He stood up and looked at the bunch of Chunmei scattered on the ground, angry, anxious, angry and afraid.

Shi Yiguang turned his head and looked at the words that were thrown out by Xiong Zhang, and he took a step forward to pick it up with a black face. The other hand was still being pulled by Xiong Zhang, and he couldn't break free.

"Do you have a problem with your brain?" Shi Yiguang looked at Xiong Zhang, who pulled himself back, and said with a dark face.

She wanted to scold, but she didn't think it was worth it. only looked at Xiong Zhang indifferently with a dark face: "Don't you think you look like a retarded person like this?" โ€

Xiong Zhang stared at Shi Yiguang, listening to her words, his originally calm face was stiff, stretched out his white fingers, and pointed to the back basket next to him: "I'll give you this basket of flowers, is it enough?" โ€

Shi Yiguang glared at Xiong Zhang, angry chest tightness.

Shi Yiguang didn't talk to Xiong Zhang anymore, only turned his head to look at the aggrieved half of Chunmei who was staring at the scattered on the road, and said softly: "This basket of flowers is given to Mr., can it?" โ€

As soon as the words fell, the palm power on Shi Yiguang's wrist relaxed. She turned her head to look at Xiong Zhang, who looked at her with a strange look.

Ban'er looked at Chunmei, who was trampled by pedestrians on the road, and shook her head.

"It was given to you by someone else, not by me."

"Then I'm giving you money, you go buy it, okay?" Shi Yiguang felt that the strength of his wrist loosened a little, and took the opportunity to shake off Xiong Zhang's hand, and then looked at Ban'er and hurriedly added: "Just think I broke your flowers, accompany you." โ€

Ban'er raised his head, looked at Shi Yiguang, and then looked at Chunmei, who was trampled on by pedestrians on the road, and shook his head: "That's not my own money." โ€

Shi Yiguang was a little helpless, she sighed, and looked at Ban'er with apologetic eyes.

After being half aggrieved, he wiped some tears from his face, and then looked up at Shi Yiguang and said, "That's it, I'll go buy another bunch." I still have two more money on me anyway. โ€

As he spoke, he flattened his mouth and felt a little aggrieved.

For two dollars, you can only buy one branch.

"Okay, I'll go buy it with you." As he spoke, Shi Yiguang stepped forward, took Ban'er's hand, and walked towards the other flower sellers next to him.

I don't look back at Xiong Zhang.

There is only one that sells spring plums in this neighborhood, and after looking for a long time, I finally bought a magnolia with buds waiting to be released. What kind of orchid is, Shi Yiguang can't figure it out.

She didn't know much about the varieties of flowers. After all, he is a person who does not understand the amorous feelings.

I bought flowers with Ban'er, and sent Ban'er back to Chen Yin's yard. Shi Yiguang went in with Ban'er and saluted Chen Yin.

"Today's spring equinox, I should have come to pay a visit to a gentleman earlier." Shi Yiguang looked at Chen Yin, who was sitting in the room, standing, bending over and saying.

"You don't have a reason to come to worship me at the spring equinox today, did you go to the eastern suburbs to welcome the spring greeting in the early morning?" Chen Yin looked at Shi Yiguang and asked casually.

It is a traditional Chinese festival and sacrifice. On the day of the spring equinox, the festival day is in the eastern suburbs, and on the eve of the autumn equinox, the moon is sacrificed in the western suburbs. It is commonly known as the gift of 'morning sun and sunset moon'. The origins of this ritual are very ancient.

The spring and autumn equinox sacrifice of the sun and moon is the main sacrifice, and other times such as the sacrifice to the heavens and the earth will also be worshipped, but it is not as grand as today.

Shi Yiguang looked up at Chen Yin and shook his head: "No, I'm too lazy to go." โ€

In front of Chen Yin, the etiquette of teachers and students is still observed, but other etiquettes are also casual, and there is little pretense. She knew that Chen Yin himself did not adhere to these etiquette.

Chen Yin smiled and nodded: "I didn't go either." โ€

There are always many sacrifices throughout the year, which is why the ancients valued it very much. In their eyes, these are all due courtesies. Chen Yin is an exception.

Shi Yiguang raised his head, looked at Chen Yin, smiled, and said, "Mr. is also a person who is not confined to mundane things. โ€

Chen Yin didn't reply, only looked up at the orchid grass that Ban'er brought back and put on the case, paused, and looked out of the house.

"Who's that man?" Chen Yin looked outside the room and asked.

Shi Yiguang was sitting facing Chen Yin, he couldn't see behind him, but he didn't look back, his face darkened: "A nasty person." โ€

Shi Yiguang didn't look, but when he heard Chen Yin's words, he still leaned at the door and looked outside.

Xiong Zhang held a basket and stood fixedly outside the courtyard.