"If I'm completely different from what you remember, do you still think it's the right thing to do?"

The proprietress then asked.

"You're hesitating......"

Li Junchang did not answer directly, but his expression was a little dignified.

In the past, when the two of them lived in Hongzhou Mansion, Li Junchang would often pick a few flowers to give to the proprietress. In the year of the collapse of the Li family, winter came very early, and the snow arrived just in time for the last autumn rain. Although Hongzhou Mansion belongs to the north, it has not had a decent snow for so many years. The proprietress liked the early snow very much, watching them fall unhurriedly, the gray sky and earth hung with jade tree branches, round ball-like light white beads, gathered and sprinkled everywhere, huddled and shrunk together, there was occasionally a piece of land exposed on the ground, like a scar that had not yet healed. Whenever she sees these exposed parts, the proprietress will think of Li Junchang, who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

For northerners, it still snows in winter, and a winter without snow always makes people feel that something is missing, whether it is charm or fun. Although the color of the snow is extremely single, without him, it is like the proprietress who has lost Li Junchang's companionship, greetings, and flowers. For a long time, the proprietress felt that Li Junchang must not have died, but went to the south. But the rain that warms the country is like a hard and brilliant snowflake that has never changed from cold, which makes people look forward to it, and they are afraid of the cold. Deep in the north, it has only now ushered in a real heavy snowfall.

In my impression, the proprietress remembered that she had spent many winters with Li Junchang, and there were times when it snowed heavily. At night, the sky is still clear, the thin dark black is smudged above the top of the earth, engulfing the silver and white of the ground, and the bright stars can be vaguely seen at night, but on the second day, the proprietress got up and pushed open the window to see, her eyes were full of snow, but it was brighter than the stars at night, it was a bright white that could not be ignored, and it was drilled into the pupils, which was clearly a very beautiful scenery, but there was an indescribable sense of alienation, which made people daunted. The people of Qingfu were working hard to clean up, and in the low places, the snow even squeezed into the house through the cracks in the door, as if they also felt the cold outside and wanted to share the warmth of the house. Whenever this happens, the old bridesmaid can't care about her mother's advice, hurriedly puts on her winter coat and boots, wraps herself so round that she can't see the shape, and her delicate figure can't resist the temptation of snow, so she runs out of Qingfu with a smoke, stands at the door of Li's house, and calls Li Junchang's name loudly, telling him to come out and play in the snow.

When their faces and hands were red from the cold, they would go back to a room with a stove and let the servants fry a pot of soybeans and eat them, or put a few sweet potatoes next to the stove, which the proprietress had learned from the trees. Waiting for the sweet potato to be roasted, the surface is slightly charred and black, it is really ugly, and I still don't feel any appetite when I get it in my hand, but I can gently untie its thin skin, revealing the yellow and white inside, either with chopsticks or with a spoon, eat a large bite, and the mouth will continue to bubble hot, and I will swallow it in a hurry. When I finally choked, I had to drink saliva to calm down. Li Junchang was choked once, and then began to eat slowly. The boss loves to be an impatient, and every bite is like someone competing with her, so much so that Li Junchang often pours water for him and pats him on the back.

The proprietress also saw that other people also like to cut steamed bread into slices and bake them by the stove to make dried steamed bread. The charcoal-grilled golden brown and crispy look that makes you can't help but eat it. She wanted to try it this winter, but she was afraid that she would really choke on it, so she held her breath. After all, the person who can take the trouble to pour water for her and pat her back is no longer there.

Favorite food is no different from people, if someone helps to get it at first, feed it to your mouth. Most of them are willing to eat, gradually, get used to this lazy way of eating, and suddenly, you need to do it yourself, that strange and never felt more than the satisfaction of eating food, so you will not try it easily.

"Do you know what two people want to get along with each other in the end?"

Li Junchang asked.

"Anyway, it's not like saying goodbye without saying goodbye, and going away for many years!"

The proprietress said.

Li Junchang smiled and touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly.

It can be seen that the proprietress has a grudge against him, otherwise he would not let him touch a soft nail in every sentence, and he also moved out a fat boss who said that he was his husband.

The resentment accumulated over the years will not dissipate in a few words, Li Junchang also understands that this is a long process of resolution, putting a basin of water into the ice and snow, at first just wanting a basin of cold water, but accidentally doing something else halfway, and when he goes back, the cold water has become ice.

Frozen water is easy to melt into water, so if you don't pick up the scorching flame to warm it back, how can you recover as before?

Li Junchang wouldn't know that the proprietress had become silent even in grief since he left......

Because she always firmly believes that Li Junchang is not dead in her heart, this firmness makes her own a little forgotten, but it is still unshakable in his heart. If the right person will meet sooner or later, then what does it matter if it takes years to wait? It's like the wrong person will be separated sooner or later, so no matter who leaves, it doesn't matter.

"The most important thing for two people to be together is freshness!"

Li Junchang said.

"Freshness? I know that meat has to be eaten with blood, melons, fruits and vegetables have to be eaten freshly, how can people be considered fresh together? Not to mention, don't they all say that this clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as the old?"

The proprietress said.

"When I reunited with your brother in Qingfu, it was very fresh. It was a very wonderful feeling, obviously there was no change in his eyebrows, eyes and nose, and he was still the person I knew, but his talking temperament and dress were different. That's the freshness. ”

Li Junchang said.

"If I change my clothes every day and drink different kinds of tea and wine every day, will I always be able to feel fresh?"

The proprietress asked with a smile.

"You're talking about the outside, but I'm talking about the inside. ”

Li Junchang pouted, obviously dissatisfied with the proprietress for misinterpreting the meaning of his words.

"You go to Qingfu to see my brother, I'm afraid it's not to catch up......

The old bridesmaid said after giving Li Junchang a deep look.

"I'm going to kill him. ”

Li Junchang said.

"Then why didn't he die?"

The hostess asked.

"Because I gave up!"

Li Junchang said.

Although the truth is not as he says, a killer is one who will not admit his defeat no matter what.

"Alas......"

The proprietress sighed leisurely.

Li Junchang was a little incomprehensible.

It's as if the proprietress is very disappointed because he failed to kill Jin Ye.

"If you had killed him, I wouldn't have to worry about it now. ”

The proprietress said.

"It's two different things for me to kill him and you to get entangled, so what's the matter?"

Li Junchang asked.

"If you kill him, the first thing I see you will be a sword. Because he is my brother, no matter what he does, whether we have met and chatted over the years, whether we have eaten together, he is my brother. This has been doomed since I was born, and the love of blood cannot be changed. ”

The proprietress said.

"So if I kill your brother, the first thing you will do when you see me is to kill me with a knife to get revenge?"

Li Junchang asked.

"That's right, revenge. Isn't this logical? Just like someone killed your Li family, haven't you been looking for an opportunity to take revenge for so many years?"

The proprietress said.

"So, I'm glad I didn't kill your brother. ”

Li Junchang said thoughtfully.

"Because you can meet me in this mine with him?"

The corners of the proprietress smiled at the corners of her mouth.

"This is one aspect! The main thing is that on the way here, I met an enemy of the past. ”

Li Junchang said.

"He must be dead!"

The proprietress said.

"No, he ran away!"

Li Junchang shook his head and said with some annoyance.

"If you don't kill my brother, you can still cover it up with nostalgia for old love. But if you don't kill him, how can you explain that?"

The proprietress asked rhetorically.

"That person is a cook now, and the roast meat he makes tastes really good! But the Li family back then was not a much more reckless existence than the Qingfu, and he alone could not destroy me. ”

Li Junchang said.

"That's why you want to subdue him and pry his mouth open and ask something to say. Didn't you want to miss and be escaped by him?"

The hostess asked.

Li Junchang nodded a little embarrassed.

After all, this is a very humiliating thing.

If the proprietress listened calmly, it would be reasonable to say without any discussion, but he knew that with the character of the proprietress she would definitely laugh out loud.

Sure enough, just as his chin swung down a little, the deafening laughter of the proprietress roamed through the kitchen.

"This ...... Don't blame me!"

Li Junchang wanted to explain.

But he really didn't have any confidence, so that as soon as he said this, he drowned in the laughter of the proprietress .

"I think it's new that this happened to you!"

The proprietress said.

Fang Cai's laughter made her a little thirsty, so she simply picked up the flask and drank the rest of the wine before standing up.

"Come with me to have a look?"

The hostess asked.

"Aren't you in the slightest interested in what's going on there?"

Li Junchang asked.

"It's not that you say someone needs novelty? Now I'm not new to drinking and chatting with you, I have to find some new fun!"

The proprietress said.

Yan Bi turned around and walked towards the hall without looking back.

Li Junchang stood in a dilemma, but after seeing the back of the proprietress, he still chased after him. But as soon as he stepped out of the threshold of the kitchen, he turned back and took the knife he had placed on the stove.

This is the first time he has forgotten his own "close to the end of the world".

Many people say that men are too loose and easy to lose, and they are not as meticulous as women. In fact, it is only because men are too single-minded that for a period of time, their spirit can only be placed on one thing or one person. When Li Junchang's attention is on the boss lady, he forgets about his knife. If he only thinks about the knife in his hand, then he must not even remember what the proprietress looks like.

But when he was holding a knife in his hand, he still carried the portrait of the proprietress in his arms. As a result, not only did he not become an excellent killer, but he also did not become a lover who knew cold and hot and was considerate.

In fact, what happened in the hall of the proprietress was not at all interested.

What kind of salary, the Central Capital Investigation Division, or the grassland people, the king of Zhenbei, have nothing to do with her. She is just at ease, living her little life here, once people get used to living a peaceful life, they will enter another world of their own spirit, and at the same time, what happens in the real world has nothing to do with her. But if anyone thinks that this is an aspect of her bullying, they are very wrong. Some people don't care because they're afraid, but some people don't because they're afraid. The proprietress just heard a voice that she hated, so she couldn't help her temperament completely, and she was going to come to the hall to take a look.

Putting aside the broken dishes, wine glasses, tables and chairs in the hall, Jing Yao was still in a mess with Jin Peng. On the other hand, the moon flute was also tense with Zhao Mingming, and they did not give in.

"If you are willing to stop and leave now, I will not be entangled!"

Yuedi said to Zhao Mingming.

Zhao Mingming didn't say a word, but secretly she also lost her temper.

Thinking that after she came down from the mountain, except for Liu Ruiying, she hadn't seen a few people who were pleasing to the eye. As for the things that make him happy, there is not a single one!

The eldest lady is the eldest lady after all, and the first thing is to have a temper!

If you don't have these, where is there a young lady? But it's no different from ordinary people's girls.

"Why don't you speak?"

Yuedi asked with a frown.

"Speak to others, and only bark at you!, but I won't!"

Zhao Mingming said.

After hearing this, the moon flute was stunned for a moment, and then reacted!

Silver Fang gritted and gurgled and said:

"How dare you scold me!"

"No one teaches you to be nosy, I can only be both a father and a mother to discipline and discipline them!"

Zhao Mingming said unrelentingly.

Even the proprietress standing on the side was surprised!

She didn't expect that this seemingly gentle and tranquil, elegant and beautiful Zhao Mingming would scold people once she said cool words, but she really saw blood in every word, and every sentence was heartfelt!

After hearing this, Yuedi no longer competed with Zhao Mingming for the speed of his tongue, but it was an arrow step, and he stabbed straight with his sword.

It's strange to say.

The moon flute was almost able to reach the top lunch break of Tianshen Yao Kyushu, and the shots must be all killer moves.

But this sword is not only weak and weak, it has no momentum, and even the position it points to is Zhao Mingming's waist.

It's not a vital thing at all.

What's more, it is a bond between people, and it is the most flexible.

Zhao Mingming only needed to turn sideways slightly to avoid this sword.

Seeing Yuedi sword like this, Zhao Mingming couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

I thought that this moon flute is also the master of the thunder god and the rain is small!

was so fierce as he shouted just now, when he really made a move, he was immediately exposed!

"Tut-tut......"

The proprietress crossed her arms and said in amazement.

The fullness of his chest was suddenly squeezed even more bust, making Li Junchang, who was standing beside him, his eyes worthwhile, and he secretly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"This is really a trick that only a woman can think of!"

The proprietress said.

She reached out to hold Li Junchang's chin and pushed his head hard, making his eyes take away from the majesty on her chest and turn to Zhao Mingming and Yuedi, who were fighting.

"What do you mean by a woman's tricks?"

Li Junchang asked.

He also knew that he was a little out of shape......

At this time, he hurriedly spoke first, in order to cover up the past.

"Do you know why her sword is running at her waist?"

The hostess asked.

"I don't know ......"

Li Junchang said.

"Haven't you taken off a woman's clothes for so many years?"

The proprietress turned her head and asked.

Li Junchang is actually a little shy about this topic......

Of course, he slept with women, but he really never took off women's clothes.

When men want to vent, Li Junchang usually solves it in a hurry in a brothel in the green building.

In the house where he went, the girl had long since stripped naked and lay naked on the bed.

There is fine wine and tea on the small table in the room, and the quilt is also smoked.

But Li Junchang has no time to enjoy these things.

Because he knew his purpose very well.

He's here to vent, not to flirt.

Even as soon as he entered the door, he blew out the lamp on the table.

Where he frequents, the girls don't like him!

After all, Li Junchang is too rude, and he doesn't understand the pity of the jade.

But those old bustards all regarded him as a guest who had been hard to find for thousands of years!

Not only does he not ask for anything, but he never picks quarrels and provokes trouble.

Not even a single overnight stay.

Such guests are generous and generous, how can they not like it?!

"I don't have ......"

Li Junchang replied.

After hearing this, the proprietress looked at him with some inexplicable meaning.

Li Junchang understood that she was thinking wrong...... I thought I was still very innocent.

But relative to the question of Fang Cai, Li Junchang really did not lie. But if you want to explain this problem, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to get your heart done, and it's really out of place now......

"A woman's clothes, especially dresses, have a tie inside their outer garments. This tie-in pair binds the garment to the inner lining and adjusts the elasticity at all times. She went straight to her waist to break the tie. The tie is broken, and the undershirt is not comfortable, so won't it fall out of it?"

The proprietress said.

"But it doesn't matter if a pair of pants fall out...... Why bother to break a frenulum at all lengths? It's not easy to succeed with a sword......

Li Junchang said.

"This person scolded her for being an uneducated dog, so she naturally had to make up for it and let her be a bare-assed person. ”

The proprietress said.

"It's certainly not easy to get along with someone like this in an instant. ”

Li Junchang shook his head and exclaimed.

"No, any woman can come up with that! ”

The proprietress said.

The biggest difference between people and dogs is that people wear clothes and dogs have bare butts. People want face, and dogs don't know shame.

If this person is also bare-bottomed, he is not ashamed, but he is no different from a dog.

Zhao Mingming scolded Yuedi like this, but Yuedi wanted her to barego her ass once as a tribute.

However, after listening to the explanation of the proprietress, Li Junchang really realized why such a method and such a sword can only be used by women.

Not only because Yuedi was insulted and wanted to use the same way to get back face, but more importantly, it was the jealousy and comparison between women.

Li Junchang didn't know that the proprietress had also fought with Yuedi for such a reason, she just compared the waists of Zhao Mingming and Yuedi.

Although neither of them looks ugly, the concept of "beauty" is absolute and not unique to each person. There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, and no second in beauty. It's like Li Junchang has slept with many women, but after so many years, he still thinks that the boss lady is the most beautiful, it is not the cheesy beauty of the body, but when he inadvertently recalls a woman, this face will only appear in his mind, whether she is twenty-eight years old or a rickety old man. Compared with the moon flute and Zhao Mingming in front of me now, the beauty must be Zhao Mingming.

Her waist is more slender than that of the moon flute, and the facial features on her face are more refined. Yuedi, like the proprietress of the house, has been up and down in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and it is inevitable that it will be contaminated with a lot of wind and dust. However, this wind and dust, not the other wind and dust, is just a kind of precipitation after the vicissitudes of life, this kind of breath needs to get along slowly to taste, but any first time you see it will not be so amazing and exciting. Zhao Mingming has just come out of the mountain, and she still needs to experience. But because of this, her body has a touch of dusty fairy aura than the moon flute, which is also mixed with the innocence of a little woman who does not understand the world, and her smile has not yet been unfolded, and it also has the coquettishness that ordinary women will not have.

Zhao Mingming's ears were sharp, and she heard the conversation between the proprietress and Li Junchang in the noisy hall.

As soon as her mind moved, she was determined to make a plan, and she also took the sword and attacked the waist of the moon flute, but the sword was fierce and unbreakable, and in a blink of an eye, it was close to the front.

Yuedi didn't expect Zhao Mingming to see through her thoughts in such a short period of time, and she would also treat her in the way of others.

In a hurry, he had to return to the sword to block.

But because of this, he lost half a move to Zhao Mingming.

Therefore, the body shape is also a little embarrassed.

"What a shame!"

Zhao Mingming took a sip and said.

Yuedi knew that she was wrong, and her face was blue and white for a while, and she didn't know what to say.

It's okay that the sword is good, and it's the other party who is ashamed.

But now, I think I have suffered a dumb loss, and I can't tell if I have suffering......

But after coming and going, the moon flute also understood. As soon as his eyes froze, he raised his hand and three swords came out together, stabbing at Zhao Mingming's eyebrows and shoulders.

This trick is extremely dangerous.

Zhao Mingming also thought that there was just a fighting spirit between the two of them, after all, such a small contradiction, where could they fight for life and death?

But these three things have nothing to do with face, but Yuedi has a dead hand on her.

Zhao Mingming bit her lips tightly and dealt with it carefully.

First, his left shoulder sank, as if he was about to dodge sideways. Immediately after that, the right shoulder was raised high, driving the right arm to rise to the platform, as if to brush out the long sword in his hand.

Yue Di had never seen this sword move without routines and genres, and while he was busy analyzing, his sword was also three points slower......

Just for this moment, Zhao Mingming had enough time to deflect his head slightly and dodge the sword in the center of his eyebrows. Then the long sword in her hand drew a fan shape and stabbed at the armpit of the moon flute.

Yuedi's sword had just passed through the blank space on Zhao Mingming's left ear and shoulder, but he had no time to take care of himself.

In a hurry, I stomped my feet.

The heel is forced, the ball of the foot is valgus, and the knee is slightly bent.

The whole body was in an extremely unbalanced state, and it was seen that he had avoided this sword.

But the side of the moon flute was still cut through by the sword momentum of Zhao Mingming's sword, revealing the snow-white lining inside.

"Isn't it that on a hot day, you women will wear a dress inside?"

Li Junchang asked the proprietress.

"No matter what season it is, heavy snow or heavy sun, we women don't wear more clothes inside, I'm afraid that you men will feel hot all the time!"

The proprietress said.

"Of course, there is also a reason to make it easier for you men to take off their clothes!"

The proprietress said with a smile.

"I think you're kidding me, but I can't argue with that. ”

Li Junchang said.

"The easier it is to get something, the less it will be cherished. The faster a woman takes off her clothes, the more people will let her undress. If you want to see whether a woman is worthy, you have to look at how many men she has undressed. ”

The proprietress said.

These truths are not difficult to understand, but Li Junchang has never had the leisure to think about them seriously. He vaguely felt that the proprietress seemed to be hinting at something, but for a while it was a little too vague to grasp the fundamentals.

"You want me to be bare-assed, but in the end you were the first to be naked!"

Zhao Mingming said briskly, quite proud.

"I really wanted you to make a fool of yourself, but swords aren't meant to undress people after all!"

Yuedi said fiercely.

It's been a long, long time since she's hated someone so much.

Zhao Mingming made up for this vacancy and suddenly reached the top.

Zhao Mingming seemed to want to say something, but the Moon Flute Sword was entangled again like a spirit snake, which made her feel a little irritable......

What was the purpose of such a fruitless battle? She couldn't figure it out at all, she knew that this Yuedi was such a difficult woman, it was better to swallow her anger and walk away.

But no matter how good Langzhong is, he has no regrets about selling medicine, but now it's too late to think about it

I saw the moon flute stretch out his left hand and press it lightly on the only intact desktop beside him, and he heard a "whew" wind rise, and the whole body was mixed with a wind and thunder.

In a trance, Zhao Mingming couldn't see where Yuedi's sword was, only saw one of her embroidered legs like a soft whip and wanted to draw it herself.

And her sword was tightly attached to her leg, and from Zhao Mingming's angle, there was not the slightest trace.

The trick of the moon flute is a combination of virtual and real.

The seemingly sharp whip leg is a false move.

The real killer is the sword hidden behind the leg!

But right here, the ankle of the moon flute was suddenly held by a person, and it stopped in the air and could not advance or retreat!

Zhao Mingming was also stunned on the spot, not understanding what this sudden change was about......