Blue Dragon vs. Black Dragon Pond --- Vernacular 54

(The original work of Long Xingfeng is shocking, and the original author must be indicated for reprinting and publication.) ）

It is said that Lan Fei was in the courtyard of the cottage during the day, training the girls in kung fu and arranging people to stand guard. Uncle Liu arranged for the fence masters to go to the field to do farm work, they were all busy with their own work, and everyone had something to do.

At night, they will live in one house for each family. The mother and her daughter live together, because Qinglong is the owner of the cottage, so she naturally arranged a larger house, which is a two-room one, with a bed inside and a table outside, where you can sit down and drink tea.

Lan Fei, who was tired from a day, had eaten and wanted to check on the matter of standing guard. Qinglong came over and said that she could go and let her go back to her room to rest.

Lan Fei returned to the house, lay on the bed, took out the scented handkerchief from his clothes, looked at it for a long time, and didn't understand where the handkerchief came from. Because this handkerchief must have been given to him by a young lady from a rich family, but I don't know where this young lady is now. What should I do if I come in the future? I really don't know what to do. So, just thinking about it, I fell asleep.

When Qinglong finished checking the people standing guard, he went to various places to take a look. Coincidentally, Uncle Liu also came out to check the lights of every household. Because it's a newcomer, I'm not very familiar with all aspects, so I'm extra careful.

When I saw Qinglong checking the situation around, I admired it very much, such a young person is very careful in doing things, I am so old, I should protect the safety of this cottage.

"Uncle Liu, you are still checking the situation around, you old man has bothered a lot. "Qinglong is very modest, and he also speaks from his heart.

"Ah, it's the owner of the village, I'm older, I sleep less, and I want to see some uneasy places for myself. It was not easy for us to come to this cottage, and I value the safety of the cottage very much. "Uncle Liu is also saying from the heart,

Both of them thought about the safety of the cottage, because Dawangzhuang was burned down by bandits, and there was no more. Nothing can happen in this cottage, because the villagers of Dawangzhuang have no way out.

The two of them were in the courtyard inside the cottage, looking at the moon in the sky, and chatted for a long time. talked about the daily schedule of the cottage in the future, what everyone needs to do every day, and what to do. They talked very speculatively, tacitly, and practically.

They went to the laundry and cooking place again, and looked at the firewood, rice, oil, and salt in the warehouse.

"In the future, we can process these firewood, rice, oil and salt by ourselves, and if we don't have it, we will go to the county to buy some and try to go out as little as possible. Prevent bad guys, bandits, and the like from coming to our cottage to stir up trouble. ”

"Uncle, you can take care of these housework, food, and farming. My sister and I are young, and we don't know anything except a little kung fu. Qinglong sincerely said to Uncle Liu what came to mind.

Uncle Liu listened to Qinglong's words, and admired the young man in front of him even more, thinking deeply, for the sake of the cottage and the villagers of Dawangzhuang. What else can I say? At such an old age, even if I put together this old bone, I also have to protect the cottage, and when I saw the moon going down, it was already late, so I hurriedly asked Qinglong to go back to the room to rest first.

When Qinglong returned to his room, he saw his sister lying on the bed and already asleep. I gently picked up my sister, put her on the bed, and dragged down my sister's shoes. When I saw that my sister's cotton and linen socks had been worn out, and two of my toes were exposed, I touched my sister's toes very distressed. I thought to myself: Tomorrow, I will go to the county town and buy some clothes for my sister to wear, I can't wear them like this in tatters.

Just when Qinglong touched Lan Fei's toes and thought about things, his sister felt that her toes were a little itchy, and she opened her eyes in a daze. Ah, it's my brother, who sat up embarrassedly and covered his toes with the quilt.

"Brother, what do you think of other people's toes?" The younger sister lowered her head embarrassedly, her eyes secretly looking at her brother's expression.

"It's my brother's fault, your socks are torn like this, I don't even know," Qinglong felt a little guilty.

"Brother, look at what you said, I didn't even have socks before, and the children of rich families wrapped themselves in a piece of cotton linen, and they were reluctant to go to the store to buy them. My sister took her brother's hand and said what she was talking from her heart. Yes, not many poor people can wear socks. Only a young lady from a rich family, dressed and eating, can pay attention to these.

"Sister, tomorrow we will go to the county seat and buy you some clothes or something, as well as the firewood, rice, oil, salt and other things that we need in our cottage. ”

When my sister heard this, she was very happy, so she told my brother to lie down and sleep quickly. Qinglong said: "Sister, you go to sleep first, I need to meditate." ”

Strange to say, every time he sleeps and rests, his brother meditates and practices martial arts. My sister can't ask anything, maybe my brother's kung fu must be cultivated like this. I just watched my brother sitting there, watching my brother concentrate, it was very good-looking, and I fell asleep in a daze when I looked at myself. Every time I sleep, it's like this, and my sister gets used to it.

It's dawn, after eating. Qinglong found Uncle Liu, arranged some things about the cottage, put on the carriage, and went out of the cottage gate with his sister. After going out, he instructed the people who stood guard on the gate, and no one could open the door when they came to the cottage.

After the people standing guard agreed one by one, Qinglong let his sister get into the carriage and went straight to the county seat.

Qinglong and his sister sat in the carriage and ran for an hour before coming to the grove. Seeing that there was no movement in the grove, he turned his head and came to a hillside not far from the gate of the cottage from another path.

What is this called? This is "going back to home." It is to prevent the bandits from watching Qinglong go out, taking the opportunity to storm the cottage and threatening the safety of the cottage.

My sister admires my brother's carefulness very much, and she needs to think about it before and after doing things, she can't just look at the things in her palm, you need to look at the whole picture.

The carriage was running on the trail at the foot of the mountain, the elder brother was driving the carriage, and the younger sister was sitting in the carriage, looking at the beautiful scenery of the mountains. This is what Lan Fei is most happy about, while talking, he looks at his brother, and he can still lean on his brother from time to time.

The white horse ran with the carriage

Flowers and plants are giving way all the way

Birds in the sky chase the carriage

The older siblings looked at it and laughed

The mountain road has many twists and turns

The buggy roared

A stone cart flies down

The carriage rolls over and the green dragon hugs

A large rock flew out under the pressure of the wheels of the carriage, and the carriage instantly lost its balance and rolled on the hillside.

As soon as Qinglong saw that the carriage had overturned, he hugged his sister, and as the carriage rolled, he was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, Qinglong was lucky in time, and neither of his brothers and sisters were injured. Just with the rolling, the two people hugged each other. When it came time to stop, my sister didn't want to let go of her hand.

"Little girl, you just want me to hold you," Qinglong looked at his sister and smiled.

"My brother hugged me like this, and I was relieved. My sister embarrassedly let go of her hands.

The two of them tinkered for a long time before repairing the carriage, sitting on it again, driving the carriage, and going straight to the county seat with a smile.

In the county town, there are all kinds of people who are noisy, who buy things, who sell things. Qinglong took his sister's hand, first came to a clothing store, the first thing was to buy his sister a pair of new cotton and linen socks, and then bought some fabrics, so that he could go back to make clothes. At the door of a grocery store, I looked inside, and there were some firewood, rice, oil, and salt needed in the cottage, so I told the shopkeeper to load it into a carriage, and my sister paid in the back.

After everything was purchased, my sister saw a sugar gourd seller, so she went over and bought two sugar gourds, one for each brother and sister, and sat in the carriage and looked at the sugar gourd.

Before the two of them could take a bite, a child ran over and ran away. Qinglong was about to get up and get out of the car to catch up, but his sister stopped his brother with her hand: "Brother, let the children eat." ”

"Sister, you go buy another sugar gourd, you can eat it. The elder brother looked at his sister and didn't eat the sugar gourd, smiled bitterly, and looked at his sister.

"No need, brother, let's save some money. My sister packed up the contents of the carriage and prepared to hurry.

At this time, a beautiful girl, wearing a veil, came up to the carriage. He smiled at Qinglong on the carriage: "Wipe the sweat from your face," a beautiful handkerchief with embroidery was sent to Qinglong.

Qinglong was stunned for a moment, and took the handkerchief with both hands very unnaturally. The pretty girl turned around and left.

My sister saw this beautiful girl, and also saw the embroidered handkerchief in my brother's hand. It suddenly thought: Isn't this the same as my brother's handkerchief that wiped his sweat on himself?

We know what the future holds, and we'll talk about it tomorrow.

(The original work of Long Xingfeng is shocking, and the original author must be indicated for reprinting and publication.) ）