Chapter Seventy-Nine: A Scene from a Hundred Years Ago

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The two of them said that it was unreasonable to ask, but Xia He took it for granted, if it was a genius was the biggest truth, then Xia He was more reasonable than everyone in the field. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Flowers can be planted in Dingzhong, sacrificed to ancestors, can be placed here to see, then you can also raise fish.

You can't find fish in the river, you can't find fish in the grassland, and the fish tail flower in the flower garden is not a real fish tail, but there is always someone with a fish.

Yin Huai listened to what Xia He said, and thought of the coolness that last passed through his fingertips in the dream in the study that day, like water, like fish scales stained with water.

Xiao Lian also remembered the story that the young master of the Hua family told her on the grassland before, and there was also a fish at the end of the story, which was a palm-sized fish, which was the fish that the Hua family caught and dedicated to the legendary general of the Xia family.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lian was a little puzzled, but she guessed something, and glanced back at the young master of the Hua family, who rarely didn't look at him, just looked at Xia He's back.

The young master of the Hua family and the master of the Hua family were all looking at the black back, and they thought more.

Thinking too much is just thinking, but it seems a little strange to think all the time.

The master of the Hua family spoke: "Young master, this is the family heirloom, which has been handed down from that time a hundred years ago, it is a testimony of the friendship between the Xia family and the Hua family, and it cannot be blasphemed." ”

The owner of the Hua family was still respectful, but there was some undoubted affirmation in his tone.

No concessions.

This is what the owner of the flower family wants to say.

There is no room for blasphemy.

This is what the owner of the flower family wants to say.

Xia He still had his back on his back, looking into the distance, his eyes fell on the only river, the banks of the river were meandering, the water was clear, and the sound of the water was murmuring.

The wind hunted, blowing the corners of Xia He's clothes.

It's quite dusty.

Back here, no one spoke, only the sound of the wind.

"I'm here. The Xia family is here. Xia He is always talking nonsense, this sentence is also nonsense, but there is something else in the nonsense.

Silence, silence.

The master of the Hua family finally raised his head, but when he looked up, he saw Xia He looking back into his eyes.

Then there was a question.

"The Hua family is still there?"

I think, therefore I am, and those are the thoughts that philosophers painstakingly ponder, or explain their own existence.

What Xia He wants is not a real explanation, nor does he really know that the Hua family has been circulating for a hundred years, although it is a little dilapidated, but it is still there.

He didn't ask about the current flower family, he asked about the flower family a hundred years ago, the one who planted flowers for the heroic soul, the one who rushed to kill the general, and another legend next to that legend.

It is also whether the other one in the summer flowers is still there.

The victorious Xia family a hundred years ago is still there, and the general who accompanied the general a hundred years ago is still there.

This sentence is about the Hua family, and it is also about loyalty.

Xia He looked at the owner of the Hua family, his eyes flashed, and the brilliance of confidence was just like the general who broke into the Hua family a hundred years ago who was not a general.

The owner of the Hua family also looked at Xia He, saw the confidence in his eyes, and saw a new legend from the confidence.

This question is about faithfulness, about friendship, about the past.

And the next thing will be the future, and what the owner of the Hua family will do next is about the future of the Hua family and the Xia family.

The master of the Hua family saw the shadow of that person in Xia He's eyes, so he spoke his heart.

"The flower family has always been there. ”

I didn't think about this for long, and from the moment the owner of the Hua family saw the confidence in Xia He's eyes, this sentence was said, and it was said firmly, and it was categorical.

The owner of the flower family a hundred years ago seems to have made such a choice.

The future may be a new era of summer flowers.

Since it has been decided to start a new era, the things of the past are not so important, at least it doesn't matter whether Fang Ding wants to raise fish or plant some aquatic plants.

"Go, Que'er, go get some water. "The master of the Hua family is just like the head of the Hua family a hundred years ago, so naturally there will be a young man who will become the general of the young general.

It's just that the young master of the Hua family doesn't seem to have the consciousness to start a new era, and he heard his father tell him to go and get some water. He didn't move, but spoke.

"Father's ......"

It's just that before he finished a sentence, he was interrupted by the owner of the Hua family.

"Go, go to the river and get some clean water. ”

The young master of the Hua family looked at his father as if he had made up his mind, glanced at Xia He, and continued.

"What qualifications do you have to replace the Hua family, and what qualifications do you have to become the second Flower General. ”

Xia He tilted his head and said with a smile, "Because I'm a genius." ”

Then, after a pause, he continued.

"Moreover, I will not become the second Xia general, my name is Xia He, not Xia Hou. ”

Xia Hou was the name given to the general a hundred years ago, and when he was talking, Xia He kept laughing, as if he was laughing at the misunderstanding of the young master of the Hua family, as if he was laughing at the silence of the master of the Hua family at this time, and even seemed to be laughing at the admired general a hundred years ago.

There was as if he was just laughing, laughing confidently.

He is a genius, a genius who is even more genius than the general Xia a hundred years ago, why bother chasing the title of second, the man who makes the world famous should not be so-and-so, but his own first.

This is the real self-confidence.

The general a hundred years ago was also a person who was extremely confident in himself, otherwise he would not have single-handedly broken into the Hua family at that time to seek help when he was not famous.

Since they are both geniuses, if General Xia a hundred years ago knew that his descendants had produced such a confident genius, maybe he would have laughed a few times, and then poured a few sips of liquor on Xia He.

The owner of the Hua family is also like the head of the Hua family a hundred years ago, and he also saw the confidence of General Xia and Xia He.

The young master of the Hua family wanted to say something.

The master of the Hua family gave a loud shout, which completely made the young master of the Hua family speechless.

The young master of the Hua family lowered his head, "Father, I'll go first." ”

With that, he was going to walk in the direction of the steps.

Xiao Pian, who had been silent, moved.

"I'll go with you. Xiao Pian tugged at the corner of the young master of the Hua family, very worried, worried that the young master of the Hua family was a little abnormal today.

Until he saw that the young master of the Hua family showed a gentle smile to her as before, he was still a little uneasy.

The young master of the Hua family smiled and wiped Xiao Lian's hair, as if he had wiped some dirt. Then he turned away and left, neither refusing nor agreeing.

But in Xiao Lian's eyes, if she didn't refuse, she agreed, a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes, she turned around and waved her little fist like a demonstration, and went down with the young master of the Hua family.

Somehow, there was a little more worry in Xia He's eyes, but that worry quickly disappeared again, and he regained his calm.

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