The room was simply furnished, and there was a pot of charcoal burning on the side of the bed, which burned vigorously, and the charcoal fire was crackling, and the three of them gathered around the brazier to warm themselves as soon as they entered the house.

Mingyu rubbed the roots of his ears, and was so cold that there was a lot of white mist on his body, and when he saw another square iron plate on the table, there was a little white water in the plate, and he said in his heart: "There is a brazier for heating, and this thing should be used to burn tea." ”

I saw an earthen stove on the plate, a teapot in the middle, and a few small plates hanging in the corners, such as onions, ginger, garlic tea, etc.

Meng Kang sat by the stove with Mingyu in his arms, and said with a smile: "It's cold to eat some tea to warm up, sister, eat a cup quickly." He filled the pot with some green onions and ginger, boiled for a while, and handed it to Mingyu while it was fresh.

She held her hands in her hands, grabbed a little minced salt and put it in the cup, and slowly put her two thin lips on the rim of the cup, feeling that it was not too hot, so she took a sip.

Just a mouthful of salty and fragrant, stealing a spicy taste of onions, ginger and garlic, and a smell of tea, into the abdomen around the body warm, the taste is strange, but I can't tell where it is difficult to drink, I only know that the previous dynasty drank like this, and now it is considered to be a new taste.

Mingyu smiled: "It's just a fresh meal, if you talk about eating tea, it's still good to eat tea at home." ”

Meng Kang nodded when he heard this: "Not bad, yes, I have eaten and drunk everything, and I am the best in my family." ”

Mingyu felt heartache when he saw him, moved his true feelings, put the teacup on the table, tears in his eyes, he hadn't heard his voice and smile for a long time.

Saying that love is love to the heart, saying that hatred has disappeared for half a year, no matter how busy she is, she has to write a letter from home, right?

Mingyu lay in his arms, his face buried deep in his chest, hugged his waist tightly, refused to let go for a moment, and his words were full of resentment: "Why don't you know how to send me a letter? ”

Meng Kang loved her very much, it can be said that he obeyed her words, and seeing that she had been wronged again, and had endured hardships outside for several months, how could he not be pampered or loved? He immediately hugged her tightly and explained in a soft voice: "I know that you are suffering, but I have sent several letters to my home, and I see that you refuse to reply, I think it is because of busy family affairs, and you have no time to reply to the letter, so I naturally will not bother you." ”

Ying'er was puzzled when she heard this: "Uncle, this is not right, when did you send a letter home?"

Meng Kang patted Mingyu's shoulder, her hair was messy, her eyes were full of tears, she raised her head aggrievedly, the two looked at each other, Meng Kang asked: "Don't lie, you and tell me carefully, have you received my letter?"

Mingyu shook his head and complained: "If I have no conscience, if I receive your letter, I can let go of ten thousand hearts, why do I have to travel all over the mountains and rivers to find you here?"

Meng Kang pondered carefully for a while, but he couldn't think of why this letter couldn't be delivered to Xunyang County, so he didn't bother to think about it, so he said: "Don't worry about this matter, now I'm standing in front of you with a good look, what did I care about in the past?"

Mingyu snorted, punched him in the chest with a coquettish fist, and scolded like a coquettish every time he hit: "Little conscienceless, little conscienceless ......"

Meng Kang smiled helplessly, reached out and took her waving fist, hugged her arms in his arms, rubbed his face against Mingyu's cheeks up and down, Mingyu pushed him away in disgust, and looked at him without complaining about him.

Ying'er sat on the side drinking tea, watching her sister flirting with her uncle, and she couldn't help but feel a little jealous in her heart: "I just know how to hold her, but I don't know how to coax me, it's really a crying child who has milk to eat." ”

Meng Kang saw that her face softened, and chatted with her about some family matters, chatting and chatting about some obscene things in a trance, and said cheaply: "Yu'er, Mr. Shi and Mr. Yu are good, what are the differences?"

Mingyu's little face was blushing, beating and scolding, Meng Kang was coaxing for a while, and then she said timidly: "The stone is too rough, and the jade is too cold, there is no ...... None of them were really good......"

Meng Kang didn't give up, and asked after him: "Is it possible to break up unhappily?

Mingyu saw him asking again and again, so he had to be ashamed and said: "What's the taste? One grinds me painfully, and the other cold bones are crispy, do you have to say that I miss you, and I want to die, are you happy?"

Meng Kang saw that she was about to bury her head in the ground, so he laughed and stopped chasing and teasing her.

Mingyu lowered his head with a shy face and didn't say a word, Meng Kang saw that this was the case, the time was ripe, and he picked her up, she exclaimed, obviously she didn't expect him to be so impatient.

She hurriedly spoke out to stop: "Be careful...... Beware of someone outside the door......" Meng Kang chuckled silently, put her on the bed and took off her dress for her.

Meng Kang untied his belly pocket, revealing a pair of crisp breasts, and his body exuded bursts of fragrance, all kinds of colors attracted Meng Kang to move.

Mingyu's face was even more flushed, Meng Kang laughed evilly, caressed his crisp chest, and couldn't help but admire: "Warm as good jade, better than bright moon!"

Saying that, he stretched out his hand and vigorously rubbed the slippery and plump breasts, Mingyu was embarrassed to scream in front of his sister, and could only let Meng Kang play with him like a stuffy gourd.

Ying'er watched and laughed from the side, she also stepped forward to pout her jade buttocks, dragged Meng Kang's hand on it, and twisted it from side to side, she was already so coquettish at a young age.

Meng Kang sent the sister flower to bed together, pinched Ying'er's delicate buttocks, stretched out his hand and patted it twice, the pain made Ying'er angry and ashamed, and said proudly in his heart: "Sister in the same bed, this is also a great blessing for me!"

He leaned over and pressed on the second daughter, the bed shook the candles, the clouds and rain, the obscene sounds, the whispers, the ears were endless, the sisters were in the same bed, and they slept together......

At noon, Shen Xinghe was dancing with swords in the purple bamboo forest, and he didn't even pay attention to the master personally inviting him to lunch, and he didn't know who he was angry with.

The sword in his hand became more and more anxious, and he became more and more impatient, and the people who practiced martial arts were impetuous, and the moves in his hands became scattered, and it was very easy to see the flaws.

Shen Xinghe's heart was impetuous, and in an instant, he made four knives in a row, one move was deep and shallow, and one move was cunning and sharp, and when it came to the last move, I didn't know what he was thinking, the long knife took off his hand, and with a few clicks, he cut off more than a dozen purple bamboos, and then slowly and leisurely fell to the ground and made a loud sound.

Shen Xinghe was so angry that he punched and kicked Zizhu, but in the end, it was himself who hurt. He has no father and no mother since he was a child, not even half of his brothers and sisters, when he grows up, his mind is lively, he is fierce and fierce, he is very competitive, he has a senior brother who is famous, and he has just started his junior brother, only about half a year has learned the whole day Gang boxing method and seven star steps, where is he not angry, where is not hate?

There is an evil fire in his heart that can not be dissipated, the more he persuades himself to calm down, but more and more angry, until the true qi of the whole body is exhausted, and the hard bamboo is high and swollen with both fists, and then he gives up, like a puddle of mud in the forest, and can not forget the happy appearance of his three of them gathering together for a long time, at this time he is like a thorn in the back, like a fish in the throat, so that he can not sleep and eat, all this grief and anger are turned into a roar, a long roar to the sky, resounding through the valley, when the qi is exhausted, his eyes are blank and look at the sky, but he can't even find the slightest light, he can only see a piece of black and shiny purple bamboo leaves, blocking this last ray of light。

Just when he was giving up on himself, there was a burst of footsteps around him, the priority was urgent, he turned his head to see that it was the senior brother, he sneered, and was very disdainful: "Heh, it turned out to be your ......", Zhuo Yifan chuckled and leaned over and patted him on the shoulder, and shouted very gently: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Xinghe vented and calmed down a little, and when he saw that it was the senior brother who came, he sighed and said angrily: "Senior brother, I thought I would not be able to compare to you in my life, but then there was a little junior brother, and I was not as good as him, it's really sad......"

Zhuo Yifan knelt beside him and said with a smile: "How can it be, you and I have three brothers who have their own wins and losses, how can anyone be inferior to whom." ”

He knew best in his heart that he should be better at martial arts as a senior brother than his junior brothers, and that accumulation was better than talent, but if the talented person studied hard and practiced hard, the accumulation of time would not be worth mentioning.

He already felt that the little junior brother was vaguely surpassing the two of them, but the time was very short, and there was still some gap. He doesn't fight, he doesn't grab, he doesn't worry, he is a person who never cares about winning or losing, he can't understand why they are all the same disciples, why they are bound to be high and low, and water and fire are incompatible.

Shen Xinghe listened to his senior brother's words, and smiled disdainfully: "You don't care about anything, and you can't understand why others care, is it wrong to be competitive?"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said: "That's right, you and I and the little junior brother are not wrong, I never fight with you, the little junior brother is also a bad person, he studies hard every day, why are you jealous of him?"

Shen Xinghe saw that his senior brother was still puzzled, so angry that he sat up and confided the truth: "It's not martial arts, but I'm not as good as you in everything......!" You don't understand it. ”

Zhuo Yifan patted him on the shoulder and said, "This friend's wife can't be bullied, how about you like Senior Brother to introduce you to one?"

Shen Xinghe fell to the ground again, turned over and said, "Forget it, you don't understand, I'll just rest for a while, and I'll go to make amends to the master in a while......"

Although I don't know why my junior brother is so listless, but at least there is no idea of suicide, Zhuo Yifan is relieved, he took out a piece of cooked meat from his arms and put it behind him, his eyes were full of helplessness, he shook his head and turned to leave.