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"No!" Yang Xiao had a sly look in his eyes, but he replied cleanly.

"You!" Dong Xiaowan was very angry with him, just looking at this guy blinking at him, he knew that there was another mystery, and immediately snorted dissatisfiedly, and no longer cared about this annoying guy.

"What I give to Nian Xiao is Nian Xiao's, I don't care who she wants to send." Dugu couldn't help but explain when he saw that girl like this.

When Yang Xiao saw this situation, he knew that if he allowed these people to guess nonsense, he might not make much of a mess in the end, please, he really couldn't afford to provoke any of the people present. So he smiled and said to Dong Xiaowan: "In a few days it will be your birthday, and I received such a gift from you, but how can I repay the gift that day?" Besides, since this thing has the effect of rejuvenating the skin, then you will naturally use it more appropriately than me. ”

"Isn't Nian Xiao's birthday in April?" Zhong Wuya, who regarded her birthday as more important than anything else in the world, asked puzzled, but he glanced at the little girl with hope in her eyes and immediately stopped saying more.

"Gifts!" Dong Xiaowan spread out her little hand and begged him.

"Well, can't you send it on your birthday?" Yang Xiao said with an embarrassed face.

"No matter, now!" Dong Xiaowan puffed up her cute cheeks and said.

Seeing that this girl was about to cry if she didn't agree with her, Yang Xiao immediately relented, took out something from his arms and handed it to her, sighing and saying, "This is for you, I'll prepare your birthday gift again!" ”

It was a small book with a wooden scroll cover, and the book began with the words: Nothing is ruthless and not idle, and the lonely heart often sends water to the clouds. There is no one in the moon tonight, and we will meet the autumn water chapter of Nanhua again.

"The poems I wrote?" Dong Xiaowan said in surprise. Yang Xiao smiled and nodded, motioning for her to look further.

The book turned to the main text, which wrote: Those years that are prosperous and refuse to end the curtain bloom a flower that is desolate, I met you on that street corner, there is no sweet and bitter, I don't think about the sea and the rocks, I just feel very content to meet you.

That little book is an inner monologue to express a man's longing for a woman, but due to various constraints, I never know how to express it. Fascinated at first glance, she looked at it as if no one was around. The people in the teahouse have long been sucked away by this group of guys, but fortunately, Yang Xiao is old and sophisticated, and he made a lot of money to the boss before Zhong Wuya finished finishing the book. Looking at so many silver tickets, the boss almost gave away his mother-in-law and daughter together without being excited, but fortunately, his eyesight was not bad, and he knew that such a son would never look at these vulgar fans, so he began to chase people with interest. Therefore, there are only a few people left in this line of teahouses at this moment.

Everyone present was very patient, but the girl who saw her was fascinated by the book, so they each picked up the teapot and poured it for themselves. Only the little servant beside Master Cao was curious, not only glared at Yang Xiao hostilely at this moment, but also leaned his little head to Dong Xiaowan's side and looked at the little book.

She saw that "the more empathetic you are, the less anyone cares about your calculations and grievances." She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and when she read again: "Like all poets who use dreams as horses, I have spent the vast night of my life by this fire." Her tears could no longer be stopped. In this little book, she not only read about herself, but also about Yang Xiao, and even read about years of loneliness and loneliness. And when she finally saw the end, and the man finally mustered up the courage to confess to the girl, the girl stood on the corner of the street, blinking her big bright eyes and saying to the boy, "You look like a man." ”

"Your next boyfriend?"

"Uncle downstairs who sells flatbread!"

When Dong Xiaowan saw this, she threw herself into Yang Xiao's arms and hugged the man very tightly.

"Dare to be Master Cao, can you have this magical power?" The gray-clothed monk looked at the scene in front of him, and the old man said.

"The old man is willing to bow down!" The old master nodded seriously and said.

"Really?"

"True!" The two old disrespectful fellows laughed together when they said this.

"Why are you here?" Zhong Wuya asked puzzledly, one of these characters appeared here, but it couldn't help but make him suspicious when they gathered here.

"How did you get younger in one day?" Dugu asked with a smile.

"You guy!" Zhong Wuya seemed to be accustomed to his old friend's appearance of always refusing to suffer losses to himself, and said helplessly: "It's just figured it out!" ”

"I thought you figured it out eighteen years ago." Dugu said indifferently.

"Do you think I'm as heartless as you?" Zhong Wuya didn't have a good airway.

"Grass, if Lao Tzu likes a girl, he will never just know how to sit by the river like a fool!" Dugu burst into a foul mouth.

"Hehe, Lao Tzu doesn't care about a reckless man!" Zhong Wuya squinted and glanced at Dugu with disdain and said.

"It's better than some unwritten waste!" These two people actually pinched up with you and me, without the slightest hint of masterly demeanor.

The little servant looked at the scene in front of him, and became even more disappointed in the rivers and lakes that had not much expectations, where is the top master in the world? It's just the same as the splashing skin in the market! But Yang Xiao understands very well that only when people of the same level get together, they will have such unscrupulous words and deeds, right? It's just that at this moment, the warm fragrant nephrite is in his arms, and he doesn't have the heart to think about life, he just thinks that it seems good to be able to hold such a big beauty.

"Master Cao, what do you think of the battle in the East China Sea?" The gray-clothed old monk suddenly asked.

The old master knew that he was not talking about things, but he still deliberately replied: "General Xin fought a beautiful battle, and he only needed to use troops three or two more times in this way, and he really sat on the top of the general list." ”

"What do you mean, the doll still doesn't live up to its name?" The gray-clothed monk said curiously, he was not in a hurry about the old master's Tai Chi technique, after all, he had reached this age, and he was no longer the young man of Meng Lang, and now they were the most lacking patience.

"What do you say?" The old master asked rhetorically with a smile.

"Yang Xiao's kid's general list is suspected of killing that baby general!" The old monk said conclusively.

"Is it Yang Xiao?" The old master narrowed his eyes, and the smile lines on his face became deeper and deeper.

"You mean......" said the old monk, gesturing to the top of his head.

"You said it!" The old master laughed scoundrelly.

"Why? It is said that Da Zhou has fallen off the star in recent years, and it is not easy to produce such a good seedling, wouldn't it be a pity to kill it directly? The monk was puzzled.

"Where was Yang Xiong worse than General Xiao Xin back then?" The old man still did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Also, Xue Tai and Yang Xiong were both leaders of the younger generation back then, but it's a pity that Xue Tai was too sharp back then......" said that the monk slapped his thigh and immediately said, "The old master is smart!" ”

"The old man didn't say anything?" Master Cao deliberately frowned and said puzzled. But he didn't say anything, but he explained everything clearly, and he taught people like this, so that he could be called a teacher.

At this moment, Yang Xiao and Dong Xiaowan had already sat beside the old man obediently, and only by listening to the words of this old man could they really benefit people for life.