The elder sister plans to build bridges and pave roads, and draw sketches on the table.

The main road is always washed away by water, because the road construction in Zebei City blocked a few scattered streams.

The stream is very small, hidden in the grass, not at all, it does not have the impact of the river, but it has been soaked for many years, dripping water through the stones, and no matter how strong the road is, it will collapse one day.

As she painted, she occasionally looked at the men and women hugging each other in the distance.

There was a lot of talk from the master and disciples around, some with good intentions and some with bad intentions.

Sometimes she wonders why women are the hardest women.

These women regard their reputation as more important than their lives, and it is ridiculous that they can't slander and spread rumors with the greatest malice towards others.

Senior Sister put down her pen and looked coldly at a few whispering female disciples.

Some people are not human, they are white-eyed wolves in human skin, and whoever treats them as human beings is stupid.

The four female disciples, one of whom was the one who gave the steamed buns just now, shed tears in her eyes, "Playing with the disciple and corrupting the teacher's morality, how can this kind of person be worthy of being a great elder?" ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Congfeng is so pitiful, he even glanced at me a year ago, his eyes were so clear, like a fairy floating out of the dust, but he was vicious by the Great Elder...... Yes! Hmmm! ”

The female disciple suddenly covered her mouth and screamed as she spoke, breaking out in a cold sweat in pain.

Her mouth was wide open, her tongue was crooked, and her hands kept pointing but she couldn't speak.

No one else knew what was going on with her.

The senior sister walked over and looked at her indifferently.

"What's wrong with your tongue? It's strange, only when you say bad things about others behind your back will you flash your tongue, did you just say something? ”

The female disciple looked at the people in front of her in horror, she was obviously sitting under the shed just now, so far away, she could actually hear what they said.

Li Luohan's skills were not so strong, and he didn't pay attention to what this group of people were saying, but he reacted quickly, and when he heard the words of the senior sister, he knew that this group of people must be saying bad things about the master.

"How many years have you been a disciple? Anyway, it's definitely not an ignorant new disciple, right? Was the brain eaten by a dog? If it weren't for Master's good management, you would still be counting on that cabbage in the treasury to support you white-eyed wolves until now! ”

Some people have endured hardship, remember bitterness, and have gratitude, and some people have forgotten bitterness after eating sweetness, and still think that the world is originally sweet, and even those who let them enjoy happiness dare to move out and scold.

Li Luohan couldn't tolerate someone to say a bad word about the master, and he grabbed a few of them.

"I see you familiar, are you two years older than me? When I entered the academy, you were as thin as a black monkey, but now you are fat like this, your face is big, and you have learned to scold your mother, and you will be driven down the mountain by Gai Ming'er, and you will not die of hunger! ”

"And you, I remember you, love Congfeng, don't you? Just like you, who is evil-hearted and black-hearted, from the wind, the kid's eyes are above the top, even if there is no master, he can't look down on you, look at your clothes, are you learning from my master, Dong Shi Xiaofeng! It's ugly! It's ugly to death! ”

"And you, why are you crying before I speak? Cry cry cry, you know crying, you better stop cultivating, go home and cry and mourn, whoever has something in vain will invite you, and you will definitely not lose. ”

As the son of Li Yuanwai, the richest man in Wuxian Town, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and Li Luohan can think of making a living for her even if she scolds people.

His loud voice attracted all the resting disciples.

The new disciples may not know, but the old disciples who have been more than three years old know that Li Luohan's words are true.

The people present at that time will never forget for the rest of their lives, the four courtyards all collapsed, and in the middle of the huge warehouse near the small mountain, there was only a big cabbage hanging in the despair.

Xiao Linshan before Elder Qingyan was really bitter, and he relied on the former elder to borrow money from Qian Zhuang to barely survive, and it was common for him to eat the last meal without the next meal.

The little disciples are all hungry, living in a crumbling and dilapidated courtyard, hot in summer and cold in winter, how can they be so happy now, there is ginseng old hen soup, and New Year's gift bags, I can't even dream of it.

Li Luohan scolded one by one, not letting go of any of them, and not one of them scolding less.

And he doesn't count after scolding, he still has a second round, a third round, and continues to scold from the beginning, scolding people and dogs bloody and unforgettable.

The senior sister had never seen such a lovely person, and she laughed wildly.

Li Luohan was impassioned, and Lan Shen couldn't help but want to applaud him.

"Hello? What do you do? Qingyan came from a distance, "I said that it was time to rest for a cup of tea, how long has it been now, and I haven't rammed the earth!" ”

As soon as she came over, she saw the lively little disciples disperse in a hurry.

The four female disciples were crying and crying, and they were still thinking about letting the Great Elder make the decision for them, but they didn't expect Li Luohan to be faster than them.

He grabbed Qingyan's sleeve, "Master, look at my eyes, how sincere and bright, although I didn't cry, my sadness is no less than theirs, I just bravely didn't cry, they are too much, I tell you the truth, they all have to cry, will they cry?" Do the brave deserve to be wronged? ”

"What nonsense?" Qingyan slapped his hand away with a smile, ignored them, lifted the gauze on the basket, took two steamed buns and left.

When Li Luohan saw that the people were gone, his smile was closed, and he became fierce again, and looked at the four female disciples.

"Hmph, want to sue? There are no doors! Saying bad things about my master and wanting her to support you, her face is so big! ”

Qingyan felt that she was very easy-going, kind as a stream, and she would give him steamed buns if she wanted to eat them from the wind.

Congfeng sat on the rock, leaning comfortably against the trunk of the tree, thinking about what she had just said, every sentence was like honey, so sweet that he did not complain at all.

He's so selfish, the little woman is so busy, there's so many things to do, and he's making a mess, he really shouldn't be.

If you apologize, it's better to think about something practical and go back at night to make amends for her.

Thinking about it from the wind, I found that she didn't seem to lack anything, how good is this.

He fixed his mind and looked at the slender figure that staggered past the senior sister.

By the way, he thought that there was a picture book under the little woman's pillow, and if she liked it, he could accompany her.

Qingyan walked over with a steamed bun, "Now, here you go." ”

He took the steamed bun from the wind and ate it slowly.

An ordinary white steamed bun can be eaten by him so gracefully and noblely, so that Qingyan has to doubt his background again.

Although he never mentioned anything, his demeanor and demeanor could tell that he was well-educated, even if he was dressed in dirty clothes, he still couldn't hide his elegance.

Poor people will definitely not be able to raise such a person with fine skin and tender meat, maybe this kid is really the son of some prince of Chengyang Kingdom.

It's just that Qingyan can't figure it out, if the domineering mother-in-law is the princess of Yinyun, and Congfeng is the little prince, doesn't he even know his mother?

Or is it Congfeng in the past few years in Xiaolinshan, the domineering mother-in-law has eaten too fat, and the difference is so much from the original that Congfeng didn't even recognize his own mother?

He didn't recognize it and explained it, but what about the domineering mother-in-law?

Congfeng hasn't changed much in the past few years, she won't even forget what her son looks like, right?

If they are mother and son, why don't they recognize each other?

"What are you thinking?" Asked with a smile from the wind.

Qingyan didn't go around in circles with him, "I'm wondering if you're my husband who didn't pass through the door?" ”

From the wind: "......"