Chapter 173: If it were a few years later, a girl who would be out of the ordinary, would she be comparable to Ling'er
"I'll do somersaults."
Doubao was not convinced, stepped on small stilts, and flipped twice with both hands.
There was a cheer on the riverbank.
The villagers watched it interestingly and did not hesitate to give it encouragement.
"Hey, hey."
The bean bag is a little floating, touching the back of the head silly.
"What's it like to flip two laps? Look at my sister's. ”
Ye Xiuyan was in high spirits, put away the suona, and turned over a dozen heels on the beach in one go.
"Okay."
There were loud cheers on the banks of the river, and the people who were watching the show and eating melons did their best to contribute the highest decibels, waving their arms and cheering loudly.
Ye Junlan was mixed in, and the gongs and drums were beating loudly.
Lin Liyang's sword frowned, looking at the smart and lively little girl, and a sense of crisis that she had never felt before.
The little girl is not very old, and the flowers that have already fallen are as beautiful as that.
If it is a few years later, the unearthly girl will be comparable to Ling'er.
"Young master, let's make a lot of money."
He was thinking wildly, Qinglin couldn't wait to rush to the beach and report the good news to his master: "The live fish purchased for fifty taels of silver changed hands and sold for two thousand taels. ”
"Qinglin, you can do it!"
Qingyang hammered his shoulder, smiled and quipped, "Which fat sheep did you catch?" Slaughtered so hard? ”
"Miss Ling'er's eldest brother, the little marquis."
Qinglin grinned and gave Ye Junlan a playful little look.
"Yan girl, are you thirsty, do you want to rest for a while and drink saliva?"
Ye Junlan's mind was on his sister at the moment, and he didn't care about Qinglin's small movements, looking at the cute little girl who looked like an elf, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle.
"Not thirsty."
Ye Xiuyan smiled and waved her arms, met the eager eyes of the villagers, took out the suona and continued to play.
"Young Master, Lin Shao is here."
Qinglin took the opportunity to attach himself and leaned into Ye Junlan's ear.
"Brother Lin is here?"
Only then did Ye Junlan retract his gaze and turn his head to look at the convoy.
"Lin Shao, King Lan is watching us."
Several noble disciples immediately straightened their waists, leaving a good impression on King Lan as much as possible.
"Let's go? Go over and say hi. ”
Lin Liyang had a complicated mood and took the lead in walking to the beach.
"It's not convenient to talk here, let's go back to the house."
Ye Junlan's eyes flashed, and he handed the gong to Qingyang and turned his wheelchair.
"Okay."
Qinglin comprehended, pushed the wheelchair, and greeted Lin Liyang and his party.
Qingyang didn't go, it was rare to grab the gong, he struck it a few times, stepped on the drum excitedly, and writhed.
The bustle on the beach continued, and Ye Junlan motioned for Lin Liyang to follow him into the house, closing the doors and windows to talk secretly.
After a stick of incense, the door of the south house opened, and Lin Liyangjun walked out of the house with a solemn face and a solemn expression.
No one knew what King Lan said to him, and several noble sons looked at each other, not daring to openly inquire about gossip, and hurriedly left Longquan Village with the fish they had bought at a great price.
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The convoy of Jucheng Commercial Bank returned with a full load, and Qinglin counted the thick pile of silver tickets, smiling from ear to ear.
"Uncle Ye."
Qingyang obeyed his master's order, took half of it from his hand, and handed it to Ye Jian: "You can collect the one thousand taels of silver tickets, and the food expenses of the Spring School have been settled." ”
"The children don't eat much, so they don't need that much."
Ye Jian refused to accept it, and hurriedly stuffed it back.
"This silver is the heart of my young master, Uncle Ye, you are polite."
Qingyang thanked his husband and wife for raising the little princess for many years, and said it very well: "The remaining 1,000 taels, the young master said, give Yan Yatou as a dowry." ”
Thank you, little fairy Xuanlong, Holy Spirit Luolian, for the reward.
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