The fishing boat rowed through the water scales and waves, and gradually approached the painting boat. When the old and young were about to board the boat, Lao Hua suddenly untied the blue cloth bag on his waist and stuffed it into the little beggar without a trace.

"Baby pocket?" the little beggar looked at the completely changed cloth bag in his hand in confusion, and looked surprised.

"Hehe, understand, the happy days of the second half of your life depend on you!" Lao Hua smiled at the little beggar unkindly.

"Yes, you want to pass it on to me?"

"Then do you know what happens after three hundred and sixty-five?" Lao Hua rolled her eyes, but she didn't grind much with the little beggar, "Remember the spell that was opened." As he spoke, he muttered in his ear, looking at the little beggar's unserious face, it was finally black and white, and it didn't taste good, whether it was excitement or more disdain.

The two of them, one big and one young, were already on the painting boat at this time. The little beggar looked east and west, and still felt that he was on the "thief ship". There was a small boat on the shore from a distance, and there was a different pattern in the belly. Suddenly, the little beggar couldn't figure it out, and suddenly looked up at the old flower suspiciously.

"It's the elephant stepping on the little ants, not the little ants carrying the elephants!" Lao Hua looked at the little beggar with more and more puzzled eyes, and suddenly glared at him for no reason.

The little beggar looked at the old flower's eyes even more confused, "How do you know I'm going to ask this?"

The corners of Lao Hua's mouth twitched slightly. How do I know? If you see an elephant stepping on an ant while urinating in the mountains, and you have been entangled with the topic of "stepping" and "camel" for many days, you are also impressed. Until the end, he even took out his own little tattered book and wrote a story that the little warrior of Qianjun ant and the big demon of the paper elephant had to say?

"A big deal about space applications. Lao Hua really didn't want to be entangled with him anymore, and the topic came back in a twist.

"I know, the usual in books, small scenes. The little beggar looked up at Lao Minghua and shook off an ignorant look.

“......”

"Iris, welcome the two sons. Beside the two of them, a woman in red with a bird pattern between her eyebrows walked over and saluted.

"Red-feathered kite?"

The woman in red in front of her was slightly surprised, and pulled her fine hair on her forehead, and she never lost her temper. "Childe is very knowledgeable. ”

"Which one of the zodiac is here?"

The woman called "Yuanqing" didn't answer a word, and slowly stretched out her hand and waved "please".

"It's me who is abrupt. As he spoke, he clenched his fists and said to the woman in red.

The old and young walked through the verandah into the main hall with the iris, carefully looking at the scenery of this road, with the wonderful pen of carved buildings and painting pavilions, flying eaves and low teeth, the warm fragrance of pine wood wrapped around the piano and the wisps of piano playing between the noses, the fine water and the crisp whispers in the tea bowls and wine cups of the sons and drinkers on the previous song, all of which were elegant. What catches the eye is not the colorful silk brocade, but the elegance with a slight bright style.

Lao Hua dragged the little beggar and the two found a free corner to stay.

"I'll catch it when I'm almost done, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, I'll be there. The little beggar patted his chest vigorously and smiled.

As she was muttering, the dancing girl on the stage of the banquet hall had stepped on the clear sound of a string pluck. The old and young duo also stared at the big girl on the stage very tacitly, if it weren't for the old flower who had explained before coming to pay attention to some manners, they couldn't fall for the good price of this skin, I am afraid that the two of them would have been lying on the edge of the stage, and Harazi would have to sink the boat.

The big girl is the head, and the wine and meat are at the moment. The two figures, one big and one small, started early, and took advantage of the time when everyone was watching the singing and dancing to take two broken belly blows. This is a free deal, but it is not just a bite to make a profit, and the two rarely stand together strategically. However, in addition to the two of him, there are also a few sons and brothers sitting around this table, and they are not very good at blatantly stealing wine and meat, so they can only put more in their stomachs.

Several songs and dances on the banquet stage were also played, and they danced, which made the young talents in the audience flirt and flirt. In the drunken eyes, he seemed to hear a mournful pipa sound floating from outside the boat. The little beggar was stunned, but he didn't notice that the breath of the old flowers on the side suddenly became a little heavy.

......

Jun asked how cold the spring flowers were, and the dark fragrance invited the snow to winter before the end.

Silver branches, plum makeup, the next year's wind and snow are over today, and the laughter is crazy.

Nong went to bury the flowers bitter and cold, and the deep tears of the fallen plum were still long.

Raise a glass of wine and listen to the sword, but the white bird can return late and cry.

......

The sound of the pipa was melodious, and the people in the painting boat were already standing on the board. The moon made a red face and played the strings, and the mournful and sad string sound gently swirled on the fifteenth Ye water, and the sound of tears hit the heart, but the people on the deck were red and drunk. The bright moon is bright, and the white-dressed and yellow-feathered woman on the bow of the boat is quiet, her eyes are reflected in the scales of Ye Shui, and a few birds are in front of her forehead.

Everyone present was speechless, quietly looking at the beautiful and sad poor man in front of them, and there was a little sympathy in their hearts, until the woman who stroked the strings spoke again, and only came back to her senses, and touched her cheeks, but her eyes were sold by tears.

Besides, the old and young people who were drinking sounded, burst into tears when they first heard the strings. Lao Hua looked at the delicacies in front of him, and it was difficult to swallow a mouthful, but he just poured the wine jug and poured it into his mouth. On the contrary, the little beggar felt that the tears were a little inexplicable, and he cried and wet his eyes as soon as he shook his head. When he came back to his senses, he found that the hall was full of people, so he hurriedly took out his treasure pocket.

"The little beggar is a ball of ass. The originally sentimental atmosphere suddenly came with a funny low cheer, and the old flower who was drinking with his head covered was awakened thoroughly, and looked at the little beggar who was running around the table with his treasure pocket with disdain. He kept chanting a riddle-like incantation in his mouth.

Forget it, forget it, I'm not interested in drinking. Lao Hua said with some annoyance, "Again." He walked to the deck alone, leaving the little beggar alone with a satisfied smile, constantly whispering "The little beggar is a".

When Lao Hua had already reached the back of the crowd, the sons of the families who were immersed in the string music did not notice it, only the smiling woman in white suddenly paused and glanced at him. This one didn't matter, but it also drew the attention of the sons of each family. The beautiful woman in white clothes and yellow feathers untied her frowning eyebrows, shook her head a little self-deprecatingly, and asked with a smile, "What does the new son think of this song?"

"Naturally excellent, but famous?"

"Xue Lingfu. ”

"It's a blessing. Lao Hua arched his hand and bowed slightly.

"Bai Jing is just a Fengyue woman in the red dust, don't dare to take the liberty. ”

Before the woman in white finished speaking, the sons of the surrounding families were dissatisfied.

"If Miss Jing'er says that she is low, then there is no woman in the world who can be on the stage. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Jing'er held the pipa in one hand and said with a light smile in the other: "Then Jing'er is presumptuous." After saying that, he retreated, and went to the attic building of the painting boat.

The aftermath of the song is not endless, everyone is sighing and returning to the hall, those who are fortunate to invite singing and dancing girls to fill in the lyrics and compose, play the piano and play the flute, the talented and beautiful women are all happy, and they can't be invited, and they are happy to make friends and talk about interesting things. However, none of the drinkers at the tables noticed that there was a lack of wine, food, fruit and the like on the table.

To say that the sons of the "fifteen boats" can also be free and easy, the beauty of the Kuier is beautiful, and the string sound is also very wonderful, but the beautiful woman's sad pipa has explained a lot of things, and there is no need to stalk and fight to the death, disturbing the beauty is not in a good mood, and she is not happy.

......

Lao Hua, who returned to the banquet, was in no mood to drink early, looked at the little beggar with golden eyes on the side, and shook his head with a smile.

"Hmmm, give me back. Lao Hua stretched out her hand to the little beggar and hooked it.

"Don't give, take the work according to your ability. The little beggar hugged his hands tightly in front of his chest, refusing to let go of life or death.

"Two sons, Sister Jing'er is invited. Before Lao Hua could reply, he was interrupted by a clear voice from the side.

What caught the eye was a little girl carved in pink and jade on the side, estimating the appearance of ten years old, but also seeing a good scenery painted by the eyebrows of the stars, and a little vermilion phantom dancing melodiously in front of the forehead.

"What a beautiful big girl. Before Lao Hua could speak, the little beggar was probing his brain on the side.

"Don't call it a big girl!" Lao Hua raised her hand and slapped the back of the little beggar's head, and looked at the little girl in front of her with a little embarrassment.

"Oh, it's a little girl. The little beggar rubbed his head and said a little decadently.

Lao Hua's face is full of black lines, and she is about the same age as others, do you call it a big girl?

"Labor leads the way. Lao Hua was afraid of this bastard's embarrassing skills, so he hurriedly replied.

"Hmm. With that, he led the two of them towards the attic.

The little beggar stopped, but he was still a little confused, what was Kui'er doing with the two of them? Suddenly looked at the old flowers beside him suspiciously, and whispered in surprise: "That big girl has taken a fancy to your skin?"

"Don't be surprised, what's wrong with my skin?"

"Good work, worth it. The little beggar smiled. "Lao Hua, if you hug your thighs, we can eat swan meat!"

"Toad, hug your thighs so you can get a little elbow, right?"

"Pole to pole, pole to pole. ”

The two followed Xiao Nizi through the corridor on the second floor and walked to the small pavilion in the innermost room, "Sister Jing'er, the two sons have arrived." ”

"Well, you take the little boy to walk around on the boat, you can't go to the third floor. I have something to talk to this son. The woman in white who was boiling tea in the candlelight said lightly.

"Hmm. Xiao Nizi agreed, and dragged the little beggar who was still stunned to cover the door and go out.

......

"Hey, what's your name?" Xiao Nizi, who had just retired from the pavilion, touched the little beggar with her elbow, and her previous polite appearance had already been lost.

"Ah, big girl. As soon as she said it, the little beggar felt embarrassed and blushed, "Is that beautiful Kui'er your sister?"

"Yes, but Sister Jing'er is not Kui'er, she is better than Kui'er. ”

"Then you should be fine too. Xiao Nizi was suddenly a little confused by this brainless answer, but she still nodded politely, and still didn't understand what was good?

"My name is Feng Luan'er, and you haven't told me what your name is. ”

"I ...... My name is Flower Beggar. "The little beggar scratched his head, and when he grew so big, he found that he had a name? On weekdays, the old flower is either a bastard boy or a little slippery head, it is impossible to take this name, right?

"What a strange name. Feng Luan'er tilted her little head and said.

"That's what our hometown calls it. "The little beggar doesn't know his name, but he has to have a reason for it, at least he has a lot of momentum.

"Oh. That's your brother, right?"

"No, he stole it to die. The little beggar said seriously.

"Ahh

The little beggar didn't expect her to answer like this, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she quickly shook her head.

In Feng Luan'er's eyes, it seemed that he was threatened, and he became more and more pitiful. "Really, don't you?"

"No, no, no. He didn't live long. "The little beggar always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"Oh well. ”

"Are all the girls in your Red Pavilion so beautiful?"

"Of course, there is a saying that 'the strange woman in the world, the Red Pavilion occupies eight points, and the world accounts for two points'. Feng Luan'er lifted her chin proudly.

"Then I will marry the eldest girl of the Red Pavilion in the future. The little beggar also seemed to feel reasonable, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I beg my sisters to marry you. Feng Luan laughed, with a tone of righteousness.

"Hey, okay. You're different from other girls. "The little beggar laughed silly and silly, quite seriously.

"It's different, my sisters keep saying that. Feng Luan'er was suddenly a little embarrassed, remembering that her sisters said that she didn't have the subtlety of her daughter's family for three days, but she was a little more straightforward and hot.

"You, you're better looking than them. The little beggar scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Feng Luan'er looked at him shyly, but she held her stomach and laughed freely. The two little Nizi and the little beggar, who are close in age, just grabbed the sky and talked far away. The same is the thought of flying, the last sentence is still asking what you like to eat, the next sentence is to the moon in the sky is so bright, the front is still taking care of a couple in the house, and the back is looking at the lantern deeply. The little beggar told about the vulgar work of drinking water and farting, catching insects and teasing crickets, and Xiao Nizi told about the rouge fandel, bright and lovely boudoir embroidery, one is a wandering and broken flower child, and the other is a free and cheerful canary, elegant and vulgar are also worthy of fun.