Just waiting for that beautiful scenery to bloom into a lotus with water. In the bottom of my heart, out of the clear water out of the hibiscus, natural carving.

yes, what about the beautiful interior? Out of the natural carving?

said that last time, Geng Zhonghu was angry, pushed away the smiling bustard's mother Liu Zhi'er and the popular Qiuyue girl, and walked to the back door of the blue and white compound alone.

In the main wing room in the backyard, Dong Yanzhi had cleaned her wet clothes, sat in front of the windowsill and took a self-portrait in the mirror, and was about to dress up.

The door creaked open, and a mouthless man entered: an ugly head with a drunken face staring at the eyes of lust, and a drunken middle-aged man rushed in.

Dong Yanzhi didn't look back, just looked at herself in the mirror carefully. At this moment, she thought it was Li Qiusheng who came in with a bucket of hot water. Dong Yanzhi called softly: "Brother Qiusheng, is it you?" You wait a little longer, and I'll be fine. The sound is like a heavenly sound floating in the room, and the joy will not go away for a long time.

"Ha, ha, beauty, I finally found you. That's a good news, you're the new girl who came in yesterday, right? This voice is really as beautiful and mellow as a fairy goddess. Uncle, I didn't come in vain. Geng Zhonghu stared at a pair of eyes that were cracked into slits, shook an ugly head and laughed to himself. Like a vicious king cobra, he quietly stretched out his most vicious scratching teeth to the defenseless Dong Yanzhi.

"Ahh Ah, help! Yes! Yes! Dong Yanzhi was caught off guard when Geng Zhonghu was about to stretch out her head and hands to her, and suddenly turned around and screamed. With a posture of being pounced and pressed by a tiger descending the mountain without any counterattack, Dong Yanzhi only had a discoloration of flowers, and she was rolled in a corner of the house, beating the blank in front of her like a little lamb cake.

"Ha, ha, little girl, are you called a housekeeper? Is our Uncle Geng so terrifying and annoying? Didn't you just drink a little wine? Don't you need to scream so badly if you don't cut you with a thousand knives? Come, uncle's heart, it hurts you. Geng Zhonghu put on a smug look, and then sneered. The yin poison radiating from his eyes at this moment doesn't matter if you are a little girl or a popular Hua Dan. As long as Lao Tzu is happy, hey, hey, if you want us to make a whole thing, if you like to make trouble, you can make a fuss. Accept your fate, you!

"Ah, ah, villain, get out of here. Do I know you? You're such a pig's head cake. Quick, get out of my room. Dong Yanzhi was still struggling in fear, screaming desperately, hoping to attract people who had escaped from her, for fear that she would be caught by the old man in front of her who was as fat as a pig's head cake if she didn't resist a little.

"Ha, ha, little girl, you are screaming throat and guts now, and it is estimated that no one can save you. acquaintances, you still obediently go out with Lao Tzu to sing two hands. Otherwise, hehe, you'll have good fruit to eat. Geng Zhonghu laughed treacherously again, and grabbed Dong Yanzhi in panic with a dead hand.

"Let go of Dong Yanzhi, the old lady will fight with you!" At this moment, the old bustard's mother Liu Zhi'er had already followed Geng Zhong's heel in, and saw Geng Zhonghu viciously grabbing Dong Yanzhi like a jackal, tiger and leopard, and the old bustard's mother Liu Zhi'er immediately screamed and slammed into Geng Zhonghu's back with all her strength.

I saw Geng Zhonghu's fat body tremble a few times, crack slightly, and stand firm again. Then he turned around, stared at Liu Zhi'er fiercely, and roared like a lion enraged by a quilt: "Old bustard, I let you can!" I make you can! Immediately swept one leg and threw the old bustard's mother Liu Zhi'er to the ground, Liu Zhi'er struggled on the ground a few times, couldn't get up, and a trace of blood suddenly gushed out of the corner of her mouth.

Dong Yanzhi looked at the scene in front of her, completely ownerless, and for a while, she unconsciously said, "Ah! Yes! A series of screams rang out. Like a lonely goose, the wind is loud, the decline is everywhere, and the charm is ghostly.

"Old bustard, we have a word first, you don't listen, you have eaten good fruit now, right? Do you still want it, how about Uncle give you a few more kicks to compensate? Like a victorious hunter, Geng Zhonghu paced in front of Liu Zhi'er with narrow eyes and a triumphant smile, mercilessly.

Liu Zhi'er could stand Geng Zhonghu's angry kick, slumped on the ground, wiped the bloodshot on the corner of his mouth a few times, and stared at Geng Zhonghu with resentment, his eyes radiating a bit of vicious viciousness. "You, this Nan Batian, who has suffered a thousand cuts, I will not let you go."

When Geng Zhonghu was about to give Liu Zhi'er a few more fat thighs, Dong Yanzhi suddenly pounced on it, protecting the body of Liu Zhi'er, the old bustard's mother, and wept infantilly. Geng Zhonghu was angry, and seeing that Dong Yanzhi was also disobedient to himself, he couldn't help but roar angrily: "Little guys, you are looking for death, and you are such an uninteresting disobedient Lao Tzu, it's strange to see that you can't be flattened like a kite in the air." With that, he stretched out his demon-like scratching teeth and threw himself at Dong Yanzhi.

Li Qiusheng rushed in with a bucket of hot water just like timely rain. He inexplicably saw an obese man, who was surging his master Dong Yanzhi desperately, vicious and unkind. I also saw the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, with a disgraced face, frightened and slumped on the ground, helpless and desperate.

The anger that sprouted in Li Qiusheng's heart at this time suddenly burst out like a volcanic eruption. He desperately rushed to the fat man's back, shook it hard, and poured all the buckets of hot water on the fat man's back, and then uncontrollably hammered several buckets, and the buckets suddenly exploded. The man who was as fat as a pig's head cake suddenly screamed like a pig, like a burning monkey running wildly in the space of the house, not caring about looking at Li Qiusheng again, radiating all the viciousness on his body, he frantically tore the coat on his body.

Li Qiusheng stood in the middle of it with great anger, looking at the fat man who was as hot as a monkey and did not dodge. He knew the consequences of such stories, that war must break out. It doesn't matter if you are a bastard of the turtle king or the king of heaven, he Li Qiusheng just stood here and waited.

The fat middle-aged man finally swept up cleanly, and the whirlwind legs that he had treated as vicious as Liu Zhi'er fell ferociously towards Li Qiusheng like a waterfall. Li Qiusheng's young body suddenly crawled and rolled down to Liu Zhi'er's side, falling to the ground, and several bright red blood lines immediately gushed out from the corners of his mouth. Like a delicate flower, blooming, bright and abnormal.

"Boy, call you can! Boy, call you can! Boy, call you !!。。。。。。 Geng Zhonghu vented the vicious anger in his heart, and at the same time, he didn't forget to kick Li Qiusheng's body like thunder.

Liu Zhi'er struggled to move over, hugged Li Qiusheng's young body and resolutely hid under his protection, but Geng Zhonghu in anger would still pay attention to so much, and the raindrops of flying feet still fell ruthlessly.

"Ah, ah, ah, Uncle Geng, you can't beat this baby anymore, if you want to be angry, just come to the old lady, he is the only orphan of XXX Li XXX. If you hit him, it's like hitting Li XXX, aren't you afraid of retribution and punishment from all over the world? The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, seemed to use the only strength in her life to send out the long-hidden landslide-like anger to Geng Zhonghu, and roared.

Geng Zhonghu suddenly stopped, raised his flying feet and was about to fall towards Li Qiusheng, with a frightened description that was suspicious in the air, and his eyes that were confused suddenly became the size of a gong, and he stared at the old bustard mother Liu Zhi'er in front of him in disbelief and doubt. I am afraid that one negligence will slip away from the answer I inexplicably need in my heart and disappear.

"This kid is really the only orphan of Li XXX?" Geng Zhonghu spit out a few simple words in his mouth again, and then stared at the face of the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, with a blank expression.

"Yes" Liu Zhi'er slowly spit out this simple word, and no longer looked at Geng Zhonghu, who was still worried and confused.

Geng Zhonghu suddenly looked at the space in the room inexplicably, and sighed for a long time, "Oh my God, you will never live up to the son of man!" Then he pulled the placket of his water-stained shirt and walked out of the door of the back wing of the blue and white compound in despair.

As soon as Dong Yanzhi and the other obese middle-aged men turned around, they couldn't remember their panic and crying, and hurriedly moved to Li Qiusheng and Liu Zhi'er's side, and the three of them hugged each other tightly, and tears once again silently flooded their eyes.

Li Qiusheng was lying in the arms of Liu Zhi'er, the mother of the old bustard, and seemed to be gasping for his last breath like a gossamer, his eyes stopped on Dong Yanzhi's face sluggishly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to smile slightly, and a few bubbling lines of bright red blood were hooked. Quietly, blooming like flowers, as if telling Dong Yanzhi: Yanzhi, use my blood to commemorate your innocence, a graceful and elegant woman like a fairy. Just waiting for that beautiful scenery to bloom into a lotus with water. In the bottom of my heart, out of the clear water out of the hibiscus, the beauty of natural carving.

Dong Yanzhi was already crying like a tearful person at this time, holding Li Qiusheng's cold hand but unable to say a word of comfort. just forced her slightly bitter smile, sorted out the messy green silk, opened her big eyes, and her eyes were like shining on the bright moon, gently sprinkling, elegant and long. It seems that he also wants to tell Li Qiusheng, who is still faintly smiling in the coma:

This human drama has to be so modified that it has the illusion of looking back for a thousand years? Is it in the moment when the eyes meet, together with you and me, falling into this deep quagmire, struggling, panicking.

Hey, why do I have so much heart to write down these messy red dust! Leave behind an irrelevant tear of marriage that slowly soaks your heart.