Wang II.

A fatherless, motherless, and homeless abandoned son was picked up by the master of the Wang family from a mass grave outside the town.

The lord of the Wang family is the owner of the teahouse in the town, he originally had a biological son, but now he picked up another one, so he took Wang Er as his godson.

He said he was a son, but in fact he was half a son and half a servant.

Because Lord Wang's economic conditions did not allow him to have two sons.

Children grow up fast, and in a few years, they have reached the age of studying.

Mr. Wang is old and has a son, and he is very doting on his son Wang Zhaolian, and he is very casual.

Children love to play by nature, who likes to sit there and shake their heads and read those boring books?

What is it, what son says father, how can it be fun to pee and rush ants?

So after about three or four years of private schooling, the eldest young master of the Wang family finally succeeded in angering Mr. Teaching after countless experiments, and was kicked out of the private school by Mr. Teaching.

No matter how the old man of the Wang family intercedes, these old showmen just refuse to teach the young master of the Wang family anymore.

Wang Er also reluctantly followed the young master to the private school for two years, and then left the pen-ink-paper-inkstone that he didn't like forever.

The reason why Wang Er is called Wang Er is because the old lady of the Wang family can live, and she is reluctant to give a gift to the name show in the town to give a name, and the name of the eldest young master Wang Zhaolian is not cheap!

Because he ranked second, he was directly named Wang Er.

What Master Wang means is that when Wang Er grows up, he will just have a new name, and the name will be so-so, just like that.

Of course, the name of his biological son Wang Zhaolian is naturally sloppy, Wang Er is a righteous son, that's all.

Wang Er followed Wang Zhaolian's ass every day, going up the mountain to dig birds' nests, going down the river to hang fish and shrimp, doing nothing every day, sneaking around the town, like two soulless wild ghosts.

Of course, there are many idle teenagers in the town, after all, not everyone can pay for private school, and not everyone can be the material for studying.

Besides, it's a book that you've been reading for decades? Another fart?

If you don't believe it, if you look at the name Xiucai in the town, just write a word, and you can earn a little money by choosing a name, how can anyone go to him every day to write and take a name?

The two sour copper coins earned are not enough to buy a night pot, and he has a stinky face every day, as if he has died of his own mother, and all the stinky readers are stinky and poor.

This was said secretly by the old lady of the Wang family to her two sons behind her back.

So the two children don't go to school, and the old lady is very supportive, after all, she saves a lot of tuition, and she can also let the children help the teahouse without anything, and save a lot of money to hire a buddy.

You see, killing two birds with one stone, a woman must be able to live, otherwise how can this family become rich?

Wang Er wandered around with the young master and met many children in the town.

But the friend he cares about the most is not Erniu next door, nor Liuhui in another alley, but Sister --- Hongxiang, the daughter of the biggest pawnshop owner in town.

Maybe it's because Sister Hongxiang is the only girl who runs around with them, right?

Of course, Sister Hongxiang is very beautiful.

Wang Er didn't know what it meant to be beautiful, he just felt that Sister Hongxiang looked very kind, and he was embarrassed to talk to her, and he always wanted to talk to her.

Or maybe it's because Sister Hongxiang occasionally uses needles and threads to sew up some worn clothes on her body?

These subtle and complex emotions did not bother Wang Er, because he was young and didn't understand these yet.

The young man does not know the taste of sorrow, looking back on half his life, joys and sorrows, a taste when he wakes up, and a taste in a dream.

Time flies, youth is like light, and Wang Er is fifteen years old before he knows it.

In Layue, the town next door - Yang Town is going to hold a large-scale Bodhisattva birthday temple fair, this Bodhisattva is not very clear which Bodhisattva Wang Er is, he only knows that the scale of the temple fair is very large, and even people in the state capital and county will come to Yang Town to see the Bodhisattva meeting.

There are a lot of people coming to the temple fair, everywhere is crowded, and there are countless merchants selling snacks and gadgets, endlessly, making people dazzled.

Every year, the young master will lead Wang Er to go, which is an indispensable big project before the Chinese New Year.

The weather in this year's Bodhisattva Temple is excellent today, the sun is shining, Wang Er followed the young master to get up early and freshen up and go out.

Because Sister Hongxiang will go with them on this day.

So both of them are very diligent.

Wang Zhaolian was wearing a new cotton coat made by the old lady of the Wang family, combing the most popular tiger king hair this year, majestic and high-spirited, like a proud rooster, and very angry.

Wang Er didn't have such a good treatment, and the old lady of the Wang family said that the cotton robe on Wang Er's body was quite new, and he could wear it for another year, and he would make new clothes next winter.

In fact, the cotton clothes on his body are already a little worn out and a little small.

However, a few days ago, Sister Hongxiang just washed him with pulp, and sewed him a few patches similar to the color of the clothes, which made the clothes not so shabby.

Wang Er was very satisfied with the old cotton robe on his body, even more satisfied than the young master Wang Zhaolian.

Because this was washed by Sister Hongxiang, and Sister Hongxiang sewed it for him by herself.

He would rather wear this dress for the rest of his life.

He wouldn't be happy if he had new clothes.

The mind of a teenager is often so simple and naïve.

At the meeting, the tall and strong Wang Zhaolian was responsible for opening the way for Hongxiang, and Wang Er was responsible for following Hongxiang to protect Hongxiang.

As he has been accustomed to for so many years, he is like a fart worm of Hongxiang.

But - he was willing.

Sister Hongxiang sometimes turned around and snickered at Wang Er, laughing so much that Wang Er's neck was hot for a while.

Wang Er didn't understand what was going on, but he enjoyed the feeling.

In the midst of thousands of troops and horses, there were few people who killed all the way to the temple fair, Wang Zhaolian was tired and panting, Sister Hongxiang covered her mouth tiredly and giggled, and Wang Er also followed with a giggle.

Just when the three of them were rejoicing at the great achievements they had achieved before, a strange voice came from the side at an inopportune time.

"Yo, where did this chick come from? It's a real water spirit! Why hasn't Young Master Ben seen it in Yang Town before? ”

Wang Ersan turned around in amazement, raised his eyes and saw - a pig!

To be exact, a fat pig who can speak human words.

If you look closely, this is not a pig, this is a man who is three points fatter than a pig.

This fat pig boy is holding a string of sugar gourds in his hand, because his face is too tall and swollen and fat, and his face is full of syrup, and his image is disgusting.

His tiny naked eye bubbles exuded a very obscene and obscene light, and he kept looking Zhao Hongxiang up and down.

Quite like a big breeding pig in heat.

Wang Zhaolian was furious, and he wanted to beat this domestic animal, which was very impure in terms of words and movements.

But before he could get to the pig, a tall and strong figure stopped in front of Wang Zhaolian arrogantly.

Although Wang Zhaolian is not short, he is several sizes smaller than the big man who stopped him.

After all, Wang Zhaolian is only a half-old child, not an adult.

Wang Zhaolian estimated that the other party was two heads taller than him, and the size was more than double!

Looking at the explosive muscle mass on Dahan's body, Wang Zhaolian swallowed involuntarily and spit.

If this is a punch to yourself, I am afraid that it will not taste very good!

Wang Zhaolian is not a stupid person, he is very clever!

He immediately took a step back, pointed to the strong man's face and said, "What are you going to do?" Do you know who I am? I'm the son of the owner of the Liuzhen Teahouse, and I'm ......."

Before she finished speaking, Hongxiang pulled Wang Zhaolian and Wang Er's arms, turned her head and planned to escape into the crowd behind.

It's a pity that the three of them only took one step back, and they were stopped by a big man.

The three of them looked up in surprise and saw a giant man who was stronger than the strong man just now.

Wang Zhaolian pointed to the strong man who was holding his arms and intercepting the mouth of the narrow alley and asked angrily: "You...... What do you want to do? ”

The strong man laughed fiercely, raised his hand suddenly, and slapped Wang Zhaolian fiercely: "Get out of the way!" ”

Wang Zhaolian was beaten and turned around twice in a row, and fell to the ground with a 'poof', and cried 'woo'...... How dare you hit me? I'll tell my mother, you're waiting......"

Saying this, he stood up, did not dare to approach this strong man again, turned around and walked in the direction where the young master of Fat Pig was.

The strong man stepped forward and wanted to stop Wang Zhaolian, the young master of the fat pig finally finished eating the sugar gourd, threw the bamboo stick in his hand casually, wiped his hands with the placket of his front coat and said: "Er Zhuang, let him go, and tell your mother, hehe, it's useless to tell your ancestors, this young master is a person from the ghost knife gate, don't say beat you, just kill your whole family, the old thing of the county master dares to put an idle fart?" ”

Er Zhuang also sneered when he heard this, raised his foot and kicked Wang Zhaolian's ass hard: "It looks like there are five people and six people, it turns out to be a soft egg, cowardly stuff, fuck you!" ”

Wang Zhaolian, who was already running, ran faster after the acceleration of Erzhuang's big foot sitting on his buttocks, and only heard a few sounds of 'oo

At this time, the fat pig young master laughed a few times obscenely, and laughed like a pig's head, the fat on his face almost squeezed out his little eyes and little nose, he rubbed his hands excitedly while rubbing against Hongxiang and said: "Little beauty, let this young master smell you well, are you fragrant?" ”

Hongxiang has never experienced this kind of thing since she was a child, and her frightened flower face turned pale, her whole body trembled, and she involuntarily hid behind Wang Er.

The two of them were dark and thin, and their height was much shorter than that of the young master Wang Zhaolian, and he was also a little frightened at the moment, but his most respected sister Hongxiang hid behind him at this time, how could he retreat? He struggled to puff up his chest, stretched out his arms, protected Sister Hongxiang behind him, and said in a trembling tone: "Big ...... Big fat pig, don't you overdo it...... Come here, I'm ......."

Er Zhuang, who kicked Wang Zhaolian's buttocks, was furious, walked over and raised his hand to pull the front of Wang Er's cotton clothes, easily lifted Wang Er up, and scolded angrily: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, what kind of stinky fart are you putting?" I'll kill you! ”

As he spoke, he slammed Wang Er to the wall next to him.

Only listened to the two sounds of "snort" and "poof", Wang Er's cotton robe was torn open a big opening, the white cotton wool in the cotton robe flew around, and the person was also hit by Erzhuang to the wall, and was rebounded by the wall, and fell to the ground fiercely, Wang Er, who was stimulated by the severe pain, almost fainted, and struggled on the ground and couldn't get up.

Er Zhuang sneered, no longer cared about Wang Er, and turned around to stare at Zhao Hongxiang who was trembling viciously.

Zhao Hongxiang was so frightened at this time that her face was pale, like a little lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Weakness and helplessness can arouse the animalistic desire of livestock.

The fat pig young master laughed so much that half of his son flowed out, and stretched out two fat hands like pig's trotters to touch Zhao Hongxiang's chest!

Just when the evil big fat pig was about to succeed, a stone suddenly struck from a distance, and smashed on the head of the fat pig young master with a 'boom'.

The pig head of the fat pig master is extremely elastic, and it can effortlessly shoot the incoming stones far away.

The fat pig young master screamed 'oops', stopped playing hooligan, covered his head and squatted in place and screamed wildly.

The big and the two strong turned their faces to look, wanting to see who was bold enough to attack the young master.

I couldn't help but be furious at this look.

It turned out that it was none other than Wang Er, who was still half-sitting on the ground!

At this time, the fear on Wang Er's face had disappeared, and his eyes exuded a fierce light like a hungry wolf that wanted to choose someone to devour!

Da Zhuang and Zhuangzhuang walked together, wanting to go over and clean up Wang Er, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The fat pig young master put the hand covering his head in front of his eyes and took a look, saw some blood stains on his fingers, raised his eyes and saw Zhao Hongxiang turn around and wanted to slip away, and yelled angrily: "Erzhuang, go clean up that little puppy, Da Zhuang, you continue to watch the little beauty, don't let the little beauty run away!" Erzhuang, don't kill this little puppy, pinch me to the front, I want to strangle this little king who doesn't know how to live or die with my own hands! ”

Er Zhuang laughed cruelly, and his fingers clicked, and he forced Wang Er step by step!

Wang Er is submissive and confused on weekdays, but he is born with a fierce spirit that is not afraid of death, this kind of thing in his bones is a kind of nature, which is generally difficult to excite, at this time, seeing that Sister Hongxiang's cotton robe for washing and sewing herself was torn by Erzhuang, and Sister Hongxiang was about to be in great danger, she couldn't help but boil her blood, and the fierce momentum contained in her bones was stimulated, and she reached out to pick up a stone and smashed it on the head of the young master of the fat pig.

At this time, Wang Er saw that Erzhuang was pressing towards him step by step, he didn't panic at all, he was not afraid at all, he pretended to be afraid, his buttocks rubbed on the ground and slowly retreated back, and the two palms that had been placed behind him were already full of sand and stones!

Er Zhuang looked at Wang Er, a short, small and thin little thing, he didn't take Wang Er seriously at all, and reached out to try to hit Wang Er's head, Wang Er raised his hands steeply, and countless small gravel mixed with a large amount of sand flew out.

The defenseless Er Zhuang was in trouble, his eyes were full of sand and gravel and soil, and he swallowed a lot of sand and gravel in surprise!

The second strong mouth scolded: "You little bastard, I am ...... Oh~oh~"

Just when Er Zhuang rubbed his eyes and vomited soil, Wang Er jumped up suddenly, and according to Er Zhuang's file, he struck a broken son and grandson's yin leg!

Although Er Zhuang is indeed tall and strong, no matter how strong a person is, he can't bear the pain of cutting off his children and grandchildren, so he screamed miserably and curled up on the ground, convulsing on the ground like a prawn!

This sand and soil blinding, kicking the gear and flirting with the yin, is Wang Er's usual practice with others on the streets and alleys of the familiar nirvana can no longer be familiar, today it was displayed, and sure enough, the blow worked, and a big strong man was reimbursed on the spot!

Wang Er squatted down and picked up a pile of gravel, and threw himself at the young master of the fat pig one by one, only to hear the sound of 'oops, oops, hey, hey', although the young master of the fat pig desperately covered his head, but the back and neck were still very painful from being smashed by the stones, and he couldn't help but cry out miserably.

Wang Er's second street fight magic skill - 100 shots and 100 hits, throwing stones, and then building miracles!

Da Zhuang, who was staring at Zhao Hongxiang, was afraid that the head of the family would punish him for the crime of poor care, so he couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly ran to the side of the young master of the fat pig, blocked the flying stones with his tall and strong body, and shouted very loyal words in his mouth: "Don't be afraid, young master, hide in my arms, I will give you a defense against the stones!" ”

Sure enough, under the resistance of the human flesh wall, no stone could hit the huge body of the fat pig young master.

Wang Er picked up a handful of big stones again, and wanted to continue to smash the fat pig young master, but suddenly felt that his sleeves were being pulled, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Sister Hongxiang who took the opportunity to run over with a panicked face.

It turned out that Zhao Hongxiang saw that no one was paying attention to herself, so she immediately rushed over and dragged Wang Eryi, and said urgently: "Run!" ”

Wang Er put the stone in his pocket, spread his feet, and ran towards Liuzhen with Zhao Hongxiang one after the other!

The pedestrians on the road to see the temple fair did not know why, so they looked sideways at the two of them.

The young master of the fat pig turned his head and saw that the little beauty had slipped away, and couldn't help but say in a hurry: "Da Zhuang, you go and catch the little beauty for me, if you can't catch it, I will let my father whip you to death with a rattan whip when I turn around!" ”

When Da Zhuang heard this, he couldn't help but feel a big death, and hurriedly chased in the direction where Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang had fled.

There were many pedestrians coming and going on the road, and the pushing, pushing and shoving couldn't run fast at all, Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang saw that the situation was not good, turned their heads and jumped into the farmland on the side, and ran towards Liuzhen.

Da Zhuang knows martial arts, and his skills are not bad, and the most important thing is that he can practice light skills, no matter what, he is much faster than Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang, two and a half children!

Da Zhuang followed Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang into the farmland, and after getting away from the mound, Da Zhuang ran as fast as a flying horse, and quickly pulled the distance between the three of them!

Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang regretted it a little, it was better to run on the road, there were many people on the road, the two of them were small, and they could get through the crowd very flexibly, and the big strong and tall and strong, they definitely couldn't run as fast as a child in the crowd.

But it's too late to regret it now, seeing that Da Zhuang is chasing closer and closer, Wang Er took out all the gravel that had just been put in his pocket, and threw it at Da Zhuang who was chasing behind him without a head!

It's a pity that now Da Zhuang has taken precautions, the terrain in the field is wide, where is the stone thrown Zhong Da Zhuang?

Da Zhuang dodged left and right, dodging the flying stones one by one, and the speed did not decrease at all, and the distance between the three of them was closer, less than two feet!

Da Zhuang was secretly proud in his heart, and said in his heart: "As long as I chase a little closer to the distance, I will reach out and pick up this girl and leave, no matter how tricky this little bastard is, he will not be able to catch up with me!" ”

Just when Da Zhuang was proud in his heart, Wang Er was terrified in his heart, and he had already guessed Da Zhuang's terrifying thoughts, and he was in a hurry, and in despair, he scattered all the remaining half of the stones in his hand!

When he boarded, a big stone net shrouded Da Zhuang's whole person!

Da Zhuang just wanted to reach out to catch Zhao Hongxiang, and suddenly saw countless stones flying all over the sky, shouting that it was not good, and wanted to dodge on the ground, but the distance between the three of them was very close at this time, and it was less than a zhang, and the stones flew extremely fast, where did they dodge?

I only heard the sound of 'bang bang bang' and 'poof' a few times, and the stones all over the sky smashed Da Zhuang's head and face, and most importantly - a big pebble smashed viciously into Da Zhuang's left eye socket!

Da Zhuang couldn't help but scream miserably and rolled down in the field, like a gourd rolling on the ground, he turned over eighteen grunts in a row, and the intense pain stimulated Da Zhuang had the illusion of ascending to bliss!

After a long time, Da Zhuang, who had reduced the pain slightly, trembled and touched his left eye socket with his palm, and looked at it with his only remaining right eye, only to see that his palm was full of purple-black blood, and his left eye had been blinded by the stone thrown by Wang Er!

didn't mention how Da Zhuang was sad, but said that Wang Er threw the stone in his hand, saw that the blow worked, and Zhao Hongxiang pulled each other's shoulders, and ran out for more than ten miles in one go, until they ran into the alley next to Zhao Hongxiang's house, and then stopped and hunched his legs and began to pant desperately.

The two of them gasped for a long time, and the two thumping little hearts slowly calmed down.

Zhao Hongxiang suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled, the laughter was like a nightingale in the hollow valley, and like the tinkling of spring water, which was very pleasant to the ear.

The fear in Wang Er's heart had not yet dissipated, and he didn't understand what Sister Hongxiang was laughing at suddenly, but looking at Sister Hongxiang's white fingers like small shallots, and listening to her laughter like silver bells, his heart was also greatly reduced, and he couldn't help but smirk with Zhao Hongxiang.

Sister Hongxiang suddenly slapped Wang Er lightly and asked, "Little Wang Er, what are you laughing at?" ”

Wang Er didn't understand what he was laughing at: "Uh... Sister Hongxiang laughed, so I laughed along... Hey...... Hey hey ......"

Zhao Hongxiang smiled again and said, "It's so dangerous just now, Wang Zhaolian has already run away by himself, why don't you run?" Aren't you afraid that those two villains, Da Zhuang and Erzhuang, will beat you to death? ”

Wang Eryi straightened his small chest and said proudly: "In order to protect Sister Hongxiang, I am not afraid of death!" ”

Zhao Hongxiang immediately restrained his smile, his face darkened, and crystal tears poured out of his eyes one by one: "Wang Zhaolian is really not a thing, he always talks about how brave he is on weekdays, how amazing he is, but I didn't expect that something happened and left us to run away by myself, I will never play with him again, and I will never say a word to him again, hum, I will never see him again!" ”

Sister Hongxiang cried, Wang Erden was a little panicked, and after listening to Sister Hongxiang's words, he couldn't help but be even more hurried, and hurriedly said good things for Wang Zhaolian: "Sister Hongxiang, young master, he ...... He...... It's not running away, he's ......"

"I won't let you mention him again!" Zhao Hongxiang heard Wang Er say this, and her face turned red.

Wang Er choked suddenly, swallowed all the words that followed, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"I still thank you very much, Xiao Wang Er, if it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I would have ...... Already..."

The girl's family is thin-skinned, and she is embarrassed to say the following unsightly words.

Wang Eryi gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Sister Hongxiang, don't be afraid, that big fat pig is really hateful, next time I run into him, I have to hit him with the biggest stone, no, I want to smash ...... to death."

Sister Zhao Hongxiang hurriedly covered Wang Er's mouth with her fingers and didn't let him say any more.

But after covering it, Zhao Hongxiang suddenly realized that there was something inappropriate for her to do this, and her fingers quickly shrank back as if she had been electrocuted, and she made a big red face at the 'Teng'.

Wang Er only felt a burst of good aroma coming from the end of his nose, and felt the delicate fingers of Sister Hongxiang on his lips, and he was also a little shy, so he lowered his head silently.

Sister Hongxiang cleared her throat lightly and said with a smile: "I usually don't see that Xiao Wang Er is so brave, you see you, in order to protect me, my clothes were torn by that evil, you turn around and take it off for me, I will give you some new cotton, and then sew it again." ”

Wang Er was also a little distressed that the cotton robe was torn, and fiddled with the old cotton wool exposed on the robe.

Sister Hongxiang gently pulled up the tattered cotton robe on Wang Er's body, and said gently: "Don't sew it again, I beg my mother to let her make you a new cotton robe, your cotton robe is a little small." ”

Wang Er didn't know what to say, and was silent as usual.

He is not a man of many words, and when he doesn't know what to say, he will remain silent all the time.

Sister Hongxiang pondered for a moment, and said cowardly: "Little Wang Er, Xiao Wang Er, I think I can't pay you back in this life, only ...... Only ......"

Wang Er didn't know what Sister Hongxiang wanted to say, seeing that she was a little embarrassed, she hurriedly said: "No, no, no, Sister Hongxiang, you don't owe me anything, it's that I haven't done enough, I've not done well enough, Sister Hongxiang, don't give me anything more, I already owe Sister Hongxiang a lot of things." ”

Zhao Hongxiang didn't know why, her face sank, and her face was angry: "What nonsense are you talking about?" Do you know what I'm going to give you? ”

Wang Er didn't understand why Sister Hongxiang was laughing and crying for a while and angry for a while, he didn't understand many of the girl's feelings very well, and scratched his head a little embarrassed: "I... I don't know ......."

When Sister Hongxiang heard this, she seemed to be getting more and more angry, and she glared at Wang Er with a pair of beautiful eyes and said angrily: "You stinky Wang Er, like a wooden lump, you quickly wipe the stinky snot that you are flowing out with a handkerchief, you slug, with a fart worm, this handkerchief wiped your stinky nose, I don't want it anymore, you don't have to pay me back, throw it away yourself." ”

Saying this, Sister Hongxiang threw an embroidered handkerchief on Wang Er's face and went home angrily.

Wang Er hurriedly took off the embroidered handkerchief on his face and looked at it, and knew in his heart that Sister Hongxiang was pretending to be angry.

Because he had heard Sister Hongxiang show off to him, this Jinpa is a rare masterpiece of the world-famous Suzhou embroidery master, and it is a birthday gift given to her by her father half a year ago.

How could Sister Hongxiang throw away such a valuable thing?

So what exactly does she mean by that? Is she really angry? Or are you pretending to be angry because of something else?

Wang Er couldn't figure out the trick here, but no matter what, it was good that Sister Hongxiang wasn't angry.

He smirked twice, wiped his snot on the brick wall with his right hand, and held up the Jinpa with his clean left hand and sniffed it gently, and a faint fragrance suddenly came to his nose.

Wang Er unfolded the embroidered handkerchief in the wind, only to see a delicate red peony flower embroidered on the embroidered handkerchief, which was vividly the same as the real peony flower, with red petals and green flowers and leaves, very beautiful.

There are also two lines of small characters embroidered under the peony flowers on the Jinpa: "Like a beautiful flower, like a year of water." ”

The font is delicate and very good-looking.

Wang Er looked at the embroidered handkerchief again, smelled and smelled, overjoyed, raised his eyes to see that the sky was slowly darkening, folded the brocade handkerchief, and put it into the pocket of the close-fitting shirt with great value, and carefully checked it twice, after confirming that there was no problem, he walked towards the Wang family teahouse while thinking about the smile of Sister Hongxiang just now.

The boundless night slowly shrouded in.

Another night of north wind.