After sending Zuo Xiang away in cold clothes, Haoxing Mingrui returned directly to the study in the front yard.

As soon as he entered, he saw Han Bing, dressed in a black night suit, sitting casually on the ground with two long legs, and a few white, seemingly stripped branches, writhing in his hands, not knowing what he was doing.

And at this moment, beside the young man who was working hard, there were more than a dozen long willow branches with leaves.

Seeing this scene, Haoxing Mingrui couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, walked to the chair behind the bookcase and sat down, and then silently looked at the cold ice that was already busy with sweat on his forehead.

After another half an hour, Han Bing suddenly let out a long breath and threw the loose and strange-shaped thing in his hand to his side.

Then, he raised his hands in front of his eyes, frowned at the ten evenly jointed, slender and perfect fingers, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

"Uncle, why is it that my mother's skillful hands can weave baskets and make fine wine, while my stupid claws can only make the sword kill?"

Haoxing Mingrui couldn't help but laugh, "These stupid claws of your kid must not have come from your mother, but from you—"

Suddenly realizing something, his voice was abrupt, and then he smiled and asked, "What are you doing with baskets?"

Han Bing had already stood up from the ground at this time, and couldn't help but stare at the ugly thing on the ground that he had worked hard to get out for a long time, and sighed: "I'm afraid I'm going to lose to Luo'er again this time!"

"It turned out to be made up for Luo'er. ”

Haoxing Mingrui suddenly asked, "How do you know that your mother can weave baskets?"

"I saw the painting "Willow Spring in the Willow Pond" painted by Uncle Fengshan in the study of Huiyuan, and I guessed that the woman in the painting must be my mother.

I saw that the basket she was carrying on her wrist was really delicate and beautiful, so I wanted to make one for Luo'er as well, which was a thank you gift for the jade belt she gave me last time. ”

Han Bing said as he scratched his head and laughed, "Luo'er's hands are skillful, and the jade belt is extremely beautifully fitted." I thought I couldn't lose to her, and I had to make something more beautiful for her—"

When Haoxing Mingrui heard this, he immediately became interested and asked, "What kind of means did you kid use to make Miss Luo'er willing to give you the things she made herself?"

Hearing his uncle's question, Han Bing immediately realized that he had slipped out of his mouth, and in addition to being worried in his heart, he began to think about how to confuse the past.

Of course, he didn't dare to tell Haoxing Mingrui that the jade belt made by Luo'er himself was actually exchanged for the love story between Luo'er's master Water Woman and his uncle Mingrui.

Of course, he has withheld the names of the main characters in the story, saying only that he heard them from elsewhere.

But that was enough to make Shui Lingluo moved, and he agreed to his cheeky request and made a jade belt for him with his own hands.

"I promised to give Lorre a saddle for a northerner woman. Han Bing immediately told a lie without blinking.

"How do you know that northerner women have special saddles?"

For some reason, Haoxing Mingrui has a lot of problems today, one after another, and it seems that there is nothing serious to talk about between their nephews and uncles except for gossip.

"I heard from Song Qingfeng. When he attacked the enemy camp at Jinmen Pass, he met a female warrior from the north. The saddle of the horse she rode was very beautiful, not only with silk ribbons, but also with jade and silver ornaments, which sparkled in the night. ”

As he spoke, the pair of cold starry eyes couldn't help but start to shine.

Haoxing Mingrui snorted disappreciatively, "That kid Song Qingfeng saw it carefully! That sneak attack happened at night, surrounded by enemies, and he still had the leisure to admire the saddle of the Beirong woman!"

Han Bing smiled and said, "That day, a few of our brothers were drinking and gossiping together, and Chu Wenxuan and they suddenly admired the elegance and grace of the southern woman, and the beauty and wisdom of the outside.

Song Qingfeng, who likes Xia Huan'er, a northern woman, was naturally unconvinced, but he was embarrassed to mention Huan'er girl, so he talked about a Beirong woman he met. You can fight when you get on the horse, and you can saddle well when you get off the horse!"

Speaking of this, the kid Han Bing couldn't help but laugh out loud before he continued: "I asked him, how did he see the woman sitting in the saddle under him?"

As a result, he blushed and confessed that after he had swept them off his horse, he saw that the saddle was strange, and he realized that it was a woman who had fought with him. So he, the young general, showed mercy to his subordinates, and was not willing to make up for her again......"

When Haoxing Mingrui heard this, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Seeing Han Bing's handsome face full of childish happiness, he suddenly felt a sense of relief and relief in his heart that he hadn't seen for a long time.

No matter how unpredictable the future is, even if you have to go through countless life and death, as long as you can be with your brothers, like-minded friends, and undying lovers at this moment of life, you will have no regrets in this life!

Just when Haoxing Mingrui was surging with emotion, Han Bing suddenly salivated and smiled: "Uncle, otherwise you can teach me to make a flute——"

Haoxing Mingrui couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly when he heard this, and let out two dry laughs, "hehe".

In fact, he was not deceived by the half-truths of this little fox.

This kid's intention to send the saddle is true, but the jade belt was deceived by him from the little girl Luoer with a story.

As a result, Miss Luo'er was not only moved, but also deliberately told the poignant love story she heard to her master Shui Xinying.

The reason why I want to call it "poignant" is because this kid Han Bing actually gave the story a tragic ending-

The heroine, who had been waiting for her, finally couldn't help but blow the piccolo in her hand, and her lover appeared as promised.

As a result, she found that the handsome young man in her memory was already full of gray hair and had become unrecognizable. It turned out that for many years, he had been hiding in the dark, silently watching the woman he loved, but he never had the courage to face her.

After listening to this story with a strange ending, Shui Xinying not only didn't get annoyed, but also felt funny, so she told it to Haoxing Mingrui again.

Although Haoxing Mingrui understood that the reason why Han Bing changed the story like this was to prevent Luo'er from connecting it with his master. But this kid actually called his uncle a bad old man, and he really had the intention of being naughty and begging for beating.

Now that he heard this little fox lying to his face, Haoxing Mingrui's anger in his heart was a little smoother.

Since this hateful stinky boy didn't dare to let himself know the truth, it seems that he still knows how not to make fun of his uncle casually!

It's just that this kid thinks that he has been fooled by this, and he has to inch in, trying to deceive his uncle's best means of pleasing girls.

Hmph, how can there be such a cheap thing?!

Haoxing Mingrui glanced at Han Bing with a smile, and said in a gentle manner: "It's okay to teach you to make a flute." It's just that this flute has already been given away, and if someone makes it into a story in the future, it will be a little less new.

Don't you still want to make a private agreement with Miss Luo'er for life? Then take your Moon-Running Sword as a token of love and give it directly to others!"

When this kid Han Bing heard this, he couldn't laugh immediately, not only couldn't laugh, but he even had the heart to cry!

This time, I was a complete failure with Luo'er!

Not only was the "story" told by Han Bing leaked, but even the "game" mentioned by Brother Ling was not saved!

It seems that only that Xiao Yu is the most powerful, at least until now, my uncle doesn't know the origin of the name "Han Bing".

Thinking of this, he was already hit hard, and he felt more and more that he had little hope of defeating Xiao Yu, a "rival in love......