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In the past, when I was in Qingqiu, I was dragged by Yehua for a walk early in the morning, walking around the bamboo forest near the fox hole, and he asked me what I wanted to use for lunch, so we went back and forth to discuss this matter, and when I passed by the thatched hut of the valley, I called the valley to get some fresh ingredients.

Recently, in the sky, the meal does not have to worry about the night, so he has another interest, and likes to listen to me talk about the words he read the day before when he walks. I have always only passed the time to read these idle books, and often after I have finished reading them, I can't even remember the name of Miss Scholar, but I only know a little about what the story is.

But since Yehua is interested in this, I will be more attentive to these books again, so that I can tell him about them the next day. After a few days, I felt that on the way to storytelling, God was quite talented.

On the 17th of July, the puja on the spiritual mountain was completed. It's time for the dumplings to go back to the Heavenly Palace.

On the night of July 17, the cool breeze was blowing, the osmanthus on the moon bloomed early, and the smell of osmanthus floated all the way to the nine heavens.

I sat with Yehua in a pavilion next to the Yao Pond, with a few lanterns on the pavilion and a tung oil lamp on the stone table. Yehua held a pen in his left hand and drew a formation diagram under the lamp.

When I first apprenticed to Kunlun Xu and studied art with Mo Yuan, the formation course has withstood the test of 20,000 years, and I am very honored to surpass the Taoist and Dharma courses, ranking first among many courses that I hate deeply. As soon as I saw the formation map, I not only had a headache, but also pain all over my body. So I only admired Yehua's fingers holding the pen for a while, and then leaned on a beautiful woman and closed my eyes to recuperate.

As soon as Fang closed his eyes, he heard the children's voice of Tuanzi Qingyue in the distance, and his mother called me kissingly.

When I got up, I saw that it was really a dumpling.

He wore a small blue shirt, and a pair of small hands dragged a cloth cover on his left shoulder, which looked quite heavy. He walked crookedly against the cloth cover, Yehua stopped writing, walked to the steps of the pavilion and looked at him, and I also got off the beauty and walked over to look at him. He shouted to his mother again from a hundred or ten paces, and I answered. He lowered his fat little body and slowly squatted down, carefully unloaded the cloth cover on his shoulders to the ground, raised his little hand to wipe the sweat on his face and shouted: "Mother, mother, Ah Li brought you the fruit cane on the Ling Mountain, it was the fruit cane cut down by Ah Li himself...... " After thinking about it, he said: "Ah Li is the biggest and strongest pick, hey, hey, hey......" Hey turned around and held the sealed mouth, and dragged the cloth cover step by step towards us.

I wanted to go over and help, but Yehua stopped me and said, "Let him drag him over alone." ”

I was all focused on the ball, and I didn't pay attention to a sudden figure flashing behind a bush of flowers that I couldn't name. The figure also carried a cloth sleeve in his hand, but it was much smaller than the one that the ball dragged on.

He hurried to us in two or three steps, and under the soft halo of the lantern, a small white face with a sign was stunned.

Tuanzi shouted in the back: "Chengyu Chengyu, that is my mother's mother, you see, my mother's kiss is very beautiful?"

Well, it turns out that the little white face of this symbol is the Chengyu Yuanjun who is very good at plucking the hair on the tiger's tail and breaking ground on Tai Sui's head.

Cheng Yuyuan Junmu looked at me in a daze, looked at me for a long time, stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh, and bared his teeth in pain, and in this gap between his teeth, he held back a few words: "Your Majesty, can Xiaoxian touch Niangniang?"

Yehua coughed. I was shocked.

Although this Chengyu has a wide robe and wide sleeves, and is dressed in a man's outfit, his voice is soft and soft, and his chest is also turbulent, with ups and downs, and he can't tell that he is a man at all. According to the wise opinion of the goddess who has dressed up as a man for many years, well, this Chengyu Yuanjun was originally a female Yuanjun.

Ye Hua didn't say anything, Tuanzi ran over, blocked in front of me, raised his head and said: "Your habit of wanting to touch something new when you see something new hasn't been cured by the third grandfather, my mother is my father's, only my father can touch it, what are you touching?"

Yehua chuckled, and I looked up at the lantern hanging on the pavilion.

Cheng Yu's face turned green, and he said aggrievedly: "I have grown so big, and it is the first time I have seen a female god." Can't you touch it?"

Tuanzi said, "Hmph." ”

Cheng Yuji said aggrievedly: "I'll just touch it, just once, can't it?"

Tuanzi followed xù and said, "Hmph." ”

Cheng Yu took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his eyes and said: "I am young, I was raised to heaven to be a god for no reason, I am always tired by the three highnesses, so many years have been bleak and desolate, and I have no hope, my life's wish is to be able to touch a female god when I see it, such a small thought can not be completed, Si Ming is cruel to me." ”

Her sad appearance is really like a mourning exam. My brain turned fast, and I estimated that the third highness in her mouth, the third grandfather in the mouth of Tuanzi, was the younger brother of Sang, the third uncle of Yehua, Lian Song Jun.

Tuanzi opened his mouth, looked at me, and then at his father, struggled for a long time, and finally said, "Okay, you can touch it, but you are only allowed to touch it." ”

Yehua glanced at Cheng Yu, returned to the stone table to draw his picture, and said lightly before lifting the pen: "Teasing my wife in front of me, tricking my son, Cheng Yu, you have been getting more and more out of breath recently." ”

Cheng Yuxizi's raised hand didn't even touch the corner of my clothes, and it hung down honestly.

The dumplings dragged the heavy cloth cover all the way into the pavilion and untied it decently, and sure enough, it was a fruit cane cut into sections. He picked out a particularly fat paragraph and handed it to me, and then a almost fat one and handed it to his father. But Yehua was holding the pen in his left hand, and his right hand was broken, so he couldn't pick it up.

Tuanzi rubbed over, stood on tiptoe to hold his father's unconscious right hand, wrinkled his nose and shed two tears, and cried: "Father's hand is not good, when will my father be able to hug Ah Li again." ”

My nose was sour. Zhen Yan said that his hand will never be better for 8,000 years, he hides it from the group, from me, what should he do, and he doesn't value it very much. In order to cooperate with him in this scene, I had to accompany him and not pay attention to it. But I actually have this in my heart. But the wood is already in the boat, no matter how sad it is, it will not help, I secretly have a plan in my heart, from now on, I am his right hand.

Yehua put down his pen, picked up the ball with one hand, and said: "I can still hold you with one hand, the boy will cry at every turn, what kind of body will he become." His eyes swept over me, and he said with a smile: "Although I have always felt that beauties have a different flavor of sorrow, you are sorrowful, well, but it is really bitter." I already felt some sensation in this arm the day before yesterday, don't worry. ”

I sighed in my heart, and with a happy look on my face, I said, "I naturally know that your arm will soon be healed, but I don't know if it will be as flexible as usual after it is healed. If you can't paint because of this, I will have to bother others to draw a portrait with the group in the future, which will be inconvenient. ”

He lowered his head and laughed, put down the dumpling and said, "My left hand has always been more dexterous than my right hand, even if my right hand is not better, it is not a big problem. Otherwise, I'll draw you a picture now?"

I opened my mouth. is worthy of being the person chosen by Tianjun Lao'er to succeed him, in addition to fighting and killing, he still has this ability.

Cheng Yuli, who had been honestly on the side, came over and said: "Niangniang's demeanor is outstanding, and idle painters dare not put pen to paper, I'm afraid that only the gentleman can paint the fairy posture of the lady, and the little fairy will go to the gentleman to get the pen and ink painting case." ”

This Cheng Yuta can speak, and she can make people happy, this sentence is very useful to me, so I raised my hand and agreed.

Cheng Yu came and went with a gust of wind and set up a pen, ink, paper, inkstone and pen wash the painting case back, I held the ball crooked on the beauty according to Yehua's meaning, and saw that Cheng Yu was idle on the side, so I kindly beckoned her over, sat next to me, and let Yehua draw her by the way.

The dumplings twisted and twisted in my arms.

Yehua raised her eyebrows slightly and didn't say anything. When he put down the pen, he smiled faintly at me, his smile reflected the dark sky behind him, the soft candlelight, as if the three thousand worlds were shining together, my heart fluttered, and the enthusiasm spread all the way along the root of the ear.

Even if his right hand can't move at all, his ink-colored posture is all chic and beautiful. Hmm, I think I have a good eye for choosing a husband.

When this picture was finished, I didn't realize how many hours it had taken, but Dango had fallen asleep in my arms. Cheng Yu leaned over to look, dared not speak out and was not angry, and cried and said: "Xiaoxian has been sitting for so long, the king is Shengming, so he also painted a corner of Xiaoxian's clothes." ”

I hugged the balls and leaned over to look at them.

The painting drawn by Yehua's left hand is really no worse than his right hand. If the second brother knows that he is a great talent, he will definitely take him as a confidant.

As soon as I moved, the ball woke up, and my eyes slipped off my knees in a blink. He looked at the painting, wowed twice, and said, "Chengyu, why don't you have you here." ”

Cheng Yu glanced at him sadly.

I saw that Cheng Yu looked strange and pitiful, so I slapped her on the shoulder and comforted: "Yehua, his physical strength has been a little poor recently, and he should be tired of painting with one hand for so many years, you are so considerate." ”

Cheng Yu put his right hand in front of his mouth and coughed twice: "Lack of physical and physical strength?"

Yehua paused as he threw the pen into the pen wash, and I saw a white jade carved purple hao break in two in his hand.

Ahem, I said the wrong thing.

Tuanzi looked at Cheng Yu very stupidly and innocently, and said in a glutinous voice: "What does it mean to have poor physical strength?

I laughed dryly twice and took a step back. Before that step was firmly retreated, suddenly the world fell one by one. When I came back to my senses, the person had been carried on Yehua's shoulders.

I was shocked.

He said lightly to Cheng Yu: "Clean up the table and you will send Ah Li back to his palace to rest." ”

Cheng Yu rolled up his sleeves and said yes, Tuanzi blindfolded his eyes with a pair of small hands, and shouted at him Flower Thief Flower Thief. Cheng Yu reached over to cover the mouth of the dumpling with a weak heart.

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