Queshan, from a distance, looks like a huge Peng bird, with its tail cocked and its wings on its sides, plunged into the blue sea to forage for food. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the foot of Queshan Mountain, there is a large family, surnamed Meng, famous far and wide, because of the head of the dream family, the cultivation is unfathomable, and the neighbors are very cared for.

There are dreamers sitting in the town, and at the foot of Magpie Mountain, there is peace and tranquility.

Only in the casual conversation before and after tea, the little master of the dream family is always mentioned, the guy who makes people angry and laugh.

In the early morning, when people are immersed in the delicious breakfast, a crisp and pleasant voice of "driving, driving, driving" comes from far and near, only to see a handsome sweaty BMW in the lively street market, and a little girl about eleven or twelve years old is sitting on its body.

Although the girl is still young, she is the kind of classical beauty embryo, with a pair of big watery eyes, Chu Chu is moving, her lips are pursed, and two small dimples quietly go up her face.

A light red brocade robe tightly wrapped around the still young body.

A coquettish shout came out of her mouth, and a laugh like a silver bell also came out of her lips.

I saw that on the street, everyone seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and quickly stood on both sides of the street, waiting for this scene to appear, or to welcome the arrival of a new day in this way.

It's just that behind this person's ride, there is also a person dragged with a rope, oh, no, more like a person named Hanako, dirty, dressed in clothes that should be expensive, tattered, and even his hair grows indiscriminately on his head.

It's just that his eyes are tightly closed, and if you get closer, you can see his snoring, and this guy is actually asleep.

When the strange combination finally came to the main street from far to near, the street immediately quieted down.

"Hello Miss Huo, Dream is good!" A neat greeting came from both sides of the street, and at the same time, bent down to greet this strange combination.

Huo Siyan, the eldest lady of the Huo family, is the favorite granddaughter of the old man of the Huo family.

The Huo family is the richest merchant family in the vicinity of Queshan, and their business is doing well, but they are willing to give.

Therefore, the Huo family and the dreamer are the pillars of Queshan.

Therefore, the people of Queshan respect the Huo family and the dream family very much, so they can tolerate these two strange nonsense.

"Hehe, everyone, morning!" Huo Siyan reined in the galloping horse and stopped on the most prosperous street.

At this time, everyone raised their heads and stood up straight.

"If there's anything interesting today, tell Miss Ben about it. Huo Siyan dismounted and walked straight towards the Goubuli bun shop on the side of the street.

At this time, the people on the street dispersed in a hurry.

I saw that the dog ignored a few guys and quickly rushed out, the two led the horse, and the three gently untied the rope tied to the little beggar's waist, carefully lifted the little beggar, and walked into the dog buli.

Goubuli on the second floor, leaning against the brightest table in the window, two baskets of hot Goubuli buns were placed on the table, a few side dishes, and two bowls of steaming eight-treasure porridge were served in silver bowls, and two pairs of silver chopsticks were gently placed on the table.

Huo Siyan sat on the edge of the window, staring at the crowded street with big eyes, and a guy was beside her telling interesting stories about the recent past.

The men carried the little beggar slowly to the table and carefully placed him on the chair.

Several maids hurried to help the little beggar groom and dress up, and shed his tattered clothes, and a white brocade robe was put on the little beggar's body.

After grooming, the whole room looks bright.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have known that the beautiful young man in front of him, although still a little immature, would be the little beggar who was dragged by someone just now.

"Wow, Brother Qiangu, you are so handsome, people like you so much" Huo Siyan jumped up and came to the young man, carefully looking at this handsome young man.

"Hmph, open your eyes and have breakfast, Brother Qiangu!" Huo Siyan pouted angrily, put her hands on her waist, and shouted angrily.

Her demeanor does not make people feel rude, but has an innocent beauty.

"Oh, whoa, whoa, so early, Sister Siyan" The young man opened his eyes slightly.

"Ahh

These eyes, dark, deep, if you stare at them, you will fall deep into them.

"Brother Qiangu, you bastard, people ignore you!" Huo Siyan scolded, walked straight to the other side of the table, sat down, grabbed chopsticks, picked up a bun, and ate it in one bite.

It's as if this bun is the hateful guy sitting across the table.

The guys in the store seemed to be accustomed to seeing the strange behavior of the two of them, and waited quietly.

It's just a few maids, you talk about it, and she tells the story of the two of them.

"Haha, our sleeping god eternal young master, only the eldest lady of the Huo family can call up every time. ”

"Who said it wasn't? The young master is so handsome, so ashamed," said a little maid with a red face.

"Die!" the girls shouted angrily.

And our main master, Dream Eternal, is too lazy to take care of this, he is fighting madly.

"Xiao Er, three more steamed buns and three bowls of porridge, this little bit is not enough for me to stuff my teeth!"

"Okay, wait a minute, three steamed buns, three bowls of porridge, come right away. Next to him, Xiao Er shouted and ran away.

"Sister Siyan, does this bun have an enmity with you?" Meng Qiangu smiled, looking at Huo Siyan, who was eating hard, completely ignoring his identity.

"Hmph, what's the matter with you!" Huo Siyan muttered.

"Here are the buns, here are the porridge!" Xiao Er quickly put together the buns and porridge, and filled in a few side dishes, and then walked away with interest.

This kind of scene happens almost once a week, because the sleeping god only wakes up once a week.

Every time I wake up, up to three days, I fall back into a deep sleep.

Many people say that this is a disease, but the dreamer has not been able to cure this disease at any cost, even if he has hired various miracle doctors.

The old man of the dream family, Meng Chunqiu, can only watch his grandson, growing up like this, there is nothing he can do.

I can only blame myself, when I was born in the dream of eternal life, I failed to protect him and let a lump of light be hit.

"Hmph, Brother Qiangu, in two days, it will be the big competition of the younger generation of our several families in Queshan, you know how to eat and drink every day, and then fall asleep, I really don't know if you will be beaten by the younger generation of other families when the nose is blue and your face is swollen, you can still laugh and sleep?" Huo Siyan put her hands on her cheeks and said faintly, as if her thoughts had reached Dabi a few days later.

"What's the point of fighting and killing? I still sleep in my sleep, in my dreams, you can have whatever you want, how comfortable. Meng Qiangu held his head in his hands, burped, and said lazily.