In early summer, everything is green, and a wisp of breeze sends a curtain of smoke and rain. After the wind and rain, the blue sky is exceptionally clear and translucent.

Standing on the ridge of the field, looking at the woman working with a knife in the field, the doubtful thoughts were about to overflow into my mind.

Bo Yuan's doubts were because of her, "What are you looking at, so focused?"

"Bo Yuan, you say, why did that woman wear the flower of forgetting worries on her chest, isn't it better to wear it on the top of her head?"

Along the way of traveling through the mortal world, she saw many women wearing forgetfulness flowers on their chests, but she just couldn't understand, what did this mean?

"Want to know?" Bo Yuan asked.

"Hmm!" The fan bit his index finger lightly and nodded subconsciously.

"Let's go, ask!"

"Not really, okay?"

Bo Yuan couldn't help but pull her to the woman, bent down and asked, "My wife has a question that she doesn't understand, can my sister-in-law be willing to solve her doubts?"

The woman suddenly saw a handsome and beautiful man, hurriedly threw away the sickle in her hand, stood up straight with a smile, and replied repeatedly, "Yes, willing, you ask?"

Bo Yuan glanced at the fan affectionately before he said, "My lady wants to know, what is the reason for my sister-in-law to wear this forgetful flower?"

"What's this?" The woman touched the flower that bloomed on her chest and smiled shyly, "This daylily is also known as a good man, as long as I wear it, I can give birth to a big fat boy."

Holding the fan blurted out: "Who made up this rumor, why don't I know about it?"

When she heard this, the woman's face changed suddenly, and she said in an unkind tone, "You girl, how can you speak?"

"I'm sorry! My lady is just straightforward, she doesn't mean anything else." Bo Yuan said humblely, and took out a gold ingot from his sleeve and handed it to the woman, "Sister-in-law, don't be surprised!"

The woman took the gold and bit it, and when she was sure that it was real gold, she said, "It is not surprising that the girl has long hair and short knowledge!"

"Hey, you ......" fanned this little temper, rolling up his sleeves and about to move.

Bo Yuan hurriedly pulled her behind him, and said humbly: "I am shallow in my knowledge, can my sister-in-law tell me about the origin of Daylilies Yinan."

When the woman saw that he was generous and handsome, she told the legends she knew, "It is rumored that the god of forgetting worries is a little fairy holding a fan in the emperor's Lian Dan room, and this little fairy accidentally rescued a baby who was still in swaddling clothes on the way down to earth.

The identity of this little baby is not simple, he is the prince of the heavenly realm who has gone down to the mortal world. A fan-holding fairy, a celestial prince, guess what happened to them in the end?"

The woman deliberately sold a pass, Bo Yuan and Zhifan glanced at each other, and tacitly cooperated with her, "What's the matter?"

The woman clapped her hands and laughed, "What else can I do? The fairy is worthy of the prince, and the fairy god is worthy of it!"

Bo Yuan and Zhi Fan were both amused by her words, and it was half a loud sound, and Zhi Fan realized that he had an afterthoughts, "What do you say have to do with giving birth to a boy or a girl?"

"Forget your worries and make a man!"

"What do you mean?" I still don't quite understand the fan.

"Do you think, the god of forgetting worries picked up a cheap son as soon as he stepped into the mortal world, and he raised it, and he also raised his own husband, what does this mean?" The woman slammed her palms with emotion and replied to herself, "It shows that she has good character and good luck!" Carry the flower of a man, bear the luck of forgetting worries, but you can't get a man in one fell swoop!"

Intentionally or unintentionally, he turned his elbow on Bo Yuan's arm, and echoed with a smile: "After you say so, it seems to be really reasonable!"

Bo Yuan was embarrassed and faked coughing twice, urging: "Lady, you have asked everything that should be asked and what should not be asked, it's time to leave, right?"

"Wait, I still have a question to ask." Holding the fan and knocking off his hand that was tugging on his arm, he asked the woman with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I'm curious, who spread these rumors about the God of Forgetting Worries?"

"I don't know about this, anyway, there are many people who wear daylilies to have sons in these ten miles and eight towns, you believe what I said, you must be right!" she

Pat your chest and promise.

"Then, why do you call the Forgetfulness Grass a daylily?"

"I know this, because the name of this flower god is called Xiao Xuan'er!"

"You know that!" After asking for a long time and solving for a long time, there are more and more doubts in the heart of the fan.

"Lonely, huh? How can I not know what everyone in the world knows, and you just don't know!" As if disgusted, the woman shook her head slightly.

"I'm lonely, what's the joke?" Holding a fan and pointing at himself, he said disappreciably, "Do you know who I am? I am ......."

Bo Yuan covered her mouth and dragged her back, "Sister-in-law, thank you for your doubts, I won't bother you with your work in the future, and I will leave!"

"Hey, wait a minute!" The woman beckoned, bent down to cut off a daylily branch from the ground, and smiled and inserted it into the belt of the fan, "I see you, you're not very old, you must have never given birth to a child, right? This daylily will be given to you, sister-in-law hopes that you will get a man in one fell swoop!"

"Thank you!" Bo Yuan thanked him again, and ran away with a fan.

It wasn't until the woman could no longer be seen that the two of them stopped, looked at each other, and laughed out loud.

"Bo Yuan, I didn't expect that you and I are famous all over the world for their glorious deeds, you say, should I be happy, or should I be happy?"

"What glorious deeds, all nonsense!" Bo Yuan tore off the forgetful grass that was stuck diagonally around her waist and threw it on the ground, "If I catch that rumor-monger, see how I clean him up!"

"Why are you so angry, what people say is not exactly rumor-mongering." Holding the fan, he picked up the Forget Worry Grass and inserted it back into his waist, "Let's try it too, and see if this Yi Nan grass can really bless me to give birth to a son?"

"This is obviously nonsense, what do you believe it does?" Bo Yuan took off the Forget Worry Grass again and threw it away directly.

"Boyuan, why do I think someone doesn't want to have a son with me?" Holding the fan, his hands on his hips, asked seriously.

Bo Yuan touched the bridge of his nose and replied to her, "Auntie, you haven't grown up yet, what kind of son do you have?"

"Don't try to deceive me, every time you have a weak heart, you will subconsciously touch the bridge of your nose, and you don't dare to look me in the eyes." Holding the fan and huffing, he hugged his arms and snorted coldly, "If you don't give birth, you won't be born, who is it rare?"

"Lady, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Bo Yuan pulled her towards him, looked into her eyes and said, "Lady, I don't like boys, I like girls."

The anger of the fan did not subside, and he said angrily: "Okay! I know that you prefer the cute and cute little Xuan'er 90,000 years ago to the one-sided fan now."

"What stupid are you talking about?" Bo Yuan pulled her into his arms, "You are pampered and arrogant, you are soft and cute, you are tolerant and generous, you are unreasonable, I like you, not what kind of you are." Whether it's a fan or Xiao Xuan'er, it's you, and I regard you as a treasure!"

Hearing him say this, the fan smiled with satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, Bo Yuan let go of her again, stared into her eyes and asked, "Now let me ask you, me or Yufeng, who is more in line with your heart?"

Holding the fan sneered, "It's still the little baby who has no power to tie the chicken more to my liking, or can you turn back into a little baby and give me a few pinchs?"

"You're still thinking about pinching me, so I'll have to take a good look, who's in charge of whom?" Bo Yuan smiled evilly and reached out to scratch her armpits, scratching the fan again and again and asking for mercy, "Okay, okay, I surrender, surrender, I was pinched by you, okay?"

Bo Yuan knew that she was afraid of itching, so he didn't scratch her anymore, and asked, "Okay, then you tell me, Yufeng and Bo Yuan, who do you like more?"

"Let me think!" He touched his chin and thought about it.

But when Bo Yuan focused all his attention on her answer, Zhi Fan took the opportunity to scatter the girl, slipped away, ran away, and stuck out his tongue at him while running, "If I don't tell you, I won't tell you!"

"Yes! When I catch you, see if you still have the confidence you have now?" Between the words, Bo Yuan hooked his lips and smiled, and his steps were like the wind, and he would be delicate in three or two clicks

But the man fished into his arms.

The fan struggled in his arms for a long time, but could not escape his clutches, but was carried by him and fell on his back on a green grass.

She was scratched by Bo Yuan and laughed breathlessly, "I always scratch it...... Tickle ...... Deal with me, you are not young...... Childish, huh?"

"Childish? Then let's play with no childishness." Bo Yuan pressed her hands under his palms, turned into an enchantment to encircle himself and the fan, and then bullied her and gnawed on her collarbone, seducing her with a seductive voice, "Lady, give me a daughter, I like a daughter!"

Holding a fan and pouting, "Hey, I think ......" is beautiful!

Before he finished speaking, his lips had been taken away, and he held the fan several times to push away without success, so he simply pushed it half-way, and complied with his ......