Hiss!

Thyme looked at Sun Daqiao, although Sun Daqiao was at least forty-five years old at this time, he was a scholar before, and he still had a pursuit of his appearance.

When I went out to the banquet today, I was wearing a moon-white silk shirt, a royal blue flower horse coat on my upper body, my braids behind me were neatly combed and shiny, and I was tied with a fashionable scorpion tail hook.

This outfit, looking not rich and noble, but sets off his noble and graceful, compared with the dignitaries and nobles next to him who are full of oil, he stands out from the crowd and is impressive.

To say, if there were no comparisons between these fat-brained beasts, thyme might not be eye-catching, but the circumstances were so coincidental that it made thyme remember him.

"This distinguished guest, he doesn't look like an acquaintance, what are you doing wearing sunglasses on such a happy occasion?"

Thyme wants to see what kind of person this Sun Daqiao is.

Sun Daqiao knew that the popular leader wanted to see him carefully, so he deliberately removed his sunglasses and raised his face, which not only made Thyme see him clearly, but also allowed him to see the beautiful and wonderful person in front of him.

As the sunglasses were taken off, his left eye was wearing a white satin blindfold, and the rest of his facial features were thin and upright, looking like a middle-aged scholar.

At this moment, the two looked at each other, Sun Daqiao's pupils experienced a short blank, and there was a buzzing explosion of fire trees and silver flowers, and he unconsciously remembered the Jiangnan opera he watched when he was a child:

Beating the drums, the silk and bamboo are singing, the moon cave flower window, the scenery is charming.

That Zhang Sheng picked up the white bridge, saw the warbler, white clothes and red lining, powder face with spring, and the warbler stared at it, saw Zhang Shengjun and handsome, very extraordinary, four eyes around, two by two, although they met each other, and the spirit has been a thousand years.

At this moment, Sun Daqiao is like Zhang Sheng, and thyme is just like Cui Yingying, although the two are still seeing each other for the first time, they are already in love.

This glimpse is like piercing through the years and looking at ten thousand years.

The managers of the Baile Hall are all veterans of the love field, don't you know what the two of them are thinking, waiting for the banquet to disperse, and leaving Sun Daqiao behind on the grounds of seeking feng shui.

Thyme, who had been waiting in the box upstairs, had to be polite when she saw him enter the door, and thanked him for speaking up and telling her to drink a lot less.

Don't care how many scenes are said on the table, the two of them know that they have looked at each other, Sun Daqiao saw that Thyme talked extraordinarily and was not that ordinary vulgar fan, and he also moved to make a confidante, and from then on, he became a frequent visitor to the Baile Hall.

People, they only see the truth when they get along, Thyme and Sun Daqiao have long regarded each other as confidants, but they have fallen in love with each other for two years.

Sun Daqiao is also atmospheric, he did not pack the outer room like those dignitaries, but threw tens of thousands of oceans and bought out the value of thyme, at that time it was close to the Republic of China, and the world no longer had any rules of good and cheap not to get married, so he simply received the marriage letter and became a couple.

After only a few months of marriage, Thyme became pregnant, and gave birth to a baby girl the next year, named Sun Hualing.

Sun Daqiao is old and has a daughter, just like an old clam giving birth to a pearl, the baby is terrible, it is afraid of melting in his mouth, and he is afraid of flying in his hand, so he is not even allowed to touch the nanny, and he personally cooks and serves the two of them.

He didn't expect that he was almost fifty years old, and he could still have a wife and children, and this happiness of having a family quickly diluted his memory of the witch coffin disaster.

Sun Daqiao thought, if this life is like that, it will really be God's eyes.

Although he forgot the big curse he had sent, the tanuki Lang Jun of Tiesha Mountain did not forget, he didn't find the door before, because he had no children and grandchildren for seven or eight years after his career, and now he has children, so he should fulfill his promise.

One day, Sun Daqiao was sleeping soundly in the bedroom with his wife and children, and when he heard the whimpering cat's cry, he was so frightened that he immediately woke up for five minutes, and then glanced at the balcony.

He put on his dressing gown, opened the glass door, and walked out onto the balcony.

Tonight, the moon stars are scarce, the cold wind is blowing, the cold sycamore leaves are falling one after another, and the squirrels are continuous.

Under the bright moon wheel, the tanuki, which was bigger than a wolfdog, was squatting on the balcony railing, its front paws open with bright cat eyes, its throat grunting, and its anger was self-evident.

Meow ~ woo ~ huhu huhu ~

When the cat saw Sun Daqiao, he opened his mouth angrily to show his fangs, and in the moonlight, the tanuki was even more terrifying than a wolf, with gloomy and vicious eyes, as if he wanted to swallow his life alive.

Fortunately, the tanuki can't speak, and if he spits out words again, then Sun Daqiao will be scared to pee on the spot.

The tanuki glanced at him, and with a sweep of its tail, jumped off the balcony, and disappeared into the sycamore forest.

After it left, Sun Daqiao looked at the ground, the leaves and stones were piled up in a pattern, obviously his infant child.

Seeing this scene, Sun Daqiao's brain buzzed, and his heart ached, his heart was blocked by extravagant life, and he completely knew what this meant?

When he got the tanuki god card, he personally issued a big curse, and he wanted to sacrifice his children to the tanuki king.

At the beginning, he relied on himself to be a bachelor, but he just said it casually, wanting to perfunctory Tanuki Langjun with empty vernacular, and after his career, he sank into wealth and luxury, and he simply threw this curse out of the clouds.

Now, when he saw the tanuki coming to ask for his life, he remembered all the past in his heart, but he didn't expect that his unintentional words would become a proverb.

Fate makes people, the world is impermanent, Sun Daqiao thinks he has deceived the wild gods, who knows whether it is for the wild gods to come to the door.

Thinking of the tanuki's eyes, he was so frightened that the crotch of his pants was hot, and there was a trickle of yellow soup flowing out of his pants.

Really, do I really want to dedicate my daughter to Tanuki Lang-kun?