Zhen Pu has seen too many beautiful women, but when she saw this pretty and lovely woman in red again, she couldn't help but be in a trance.

The woman, squatting beside him, holding a red oil-paper umbrella, shielded herself from the snowflakes falling from the sky, smiling quietly and serenely.

Zhen Pu looked at her confused and helpless, at this moment, like a wild dog wandering the streets.

And the jade hairpin girl, at this time, stretched out her hand, touched his messy hair, comforted him, a wild dog that had been wandering for a long time, and said, "This hair is messy, it's time to wash it!"

As she spoke, she smiled again, still as gentle as she had just been.

I don't know why, Zhen Pu looked at the smile of this pretty woman, and suddenly remembered Fang Cai's dream.

He dreamed that he had turned into a stone on the green peak of the cliff, exposed to the wind and sun, the frost and the rain, not moving for a hundred years, not moving for a thousand years, not moving for ten thousand years, all the time, on the top of the mountain, looking hard.

"Come home with me!" said Miss Jade.

......

Another place, in Lin Xiuran's house.

It was also the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, and there was also scattered light snow in the sky, but the atmosphere was completely different from the hunger and coldness in the dark alley, Lin Xiuran and the three women sat around the table, each on one side, playing carriage chess, talking and laughing, the scene was extremely warm.

There is a fire in the house, which is warm and comfortable.

"Ah, win!"

Luo Xin'er also ran the last carriage to the post station, narrowly beating Lin Xiuran by one step.

"Xianggong, you lost again, hurry up, hurry up and tell the story!"

Lin Xiuran had no choice but to admit defeat.

And today's punishment for the loser is to tell the story!

"Ahem—"

story, Lin Xiuran has.

"Ahem—"

Lin Xiuran cleared his throat and said, "Listen well, the words say, the world will be divided for a long time, and the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided ......for a long time."

“...... Xianggong, you talked about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms two days ago, it doesn't count!"

Luo Xin'er protested against the perfunctory work of the Xianggong.

"That's it!

Hua Jieyu also wrinkled her little face, with an expression of "If you don't tell a new story, we will never let you go to bed tonight".

The girl Lin Xinyue on the side was indifferent.

It can be seen that now the control of her body is in the hands of her sister Mingxin girl.

Lin Xiuran scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Okay, okay, I'll change it." ”

"It is said that during the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Great Song Dynasty, in Qinghe County, Dongping Prefecture, Shandong Province, there was a merry son, who was born with a burly appearance, a chic temperament, and a few family assets, aged twenty-six or seven. This person's surname is Simon, and he only obscures a celebration character......"

"Phew!"

Lin Xiuran just made a start, and Luo Xin'er and Hua Jieyu covered their ears, frowned, shook their heads, and didn't listen, didn't listen.

Luo Xin'er said: "Bah, bah, the princess will bully us!"

Hua Jieyu also blushed, and said embarrassedly: "Yes, Miss Mingxin is here! ”

Not on the right track?

The Mingxin girl on the side was at a loss, not knowing what was wrong with the story Lin Xiuran told.

This story has just begun, why are they all like this?

Miss Mingxin is not the person in Lin Xiuran's room, so she naturally doesn't know how unbearable the story Lin Xiuran wants to tell is, and how it makes people blush and heartbeat.

The last time Lin Xiuran told the story of "Jin Bottle Mei", he made Luo Xin'er and Hua Jieyu, the two little girls, blushing for a while, so that they all wanted to break his head and see if they had those things in their heads.

Lin Xiuran was persuaded by his two ladies to stop driving, put aside the story of "Jin Bottle Mei", and searched for another story in his mind.

"Okay, okay, I'll change another one. Lin Xiuran said.

"It's not allowed to be repeated this time!" Luo Xin'er said.

"Good!"

"Don't be improper!" Hua Xie said.

"Good!"

Lin Xiuran agreed, but he knocked on Hua Jieyu's head.

"Ahh

Hua Jieyu is different from Luo Xin'er, Hua Jieyu used to always stand on his side, but these days, he is more and more on Luo Xin'er's side, and always follows his Luo Xin'er sister to bully him as a husband.

Lin Xiuran naturally wanted to teach her a lesson.

Hua Xie Yu hugged her head aggrievedly, with tears in her eyes.

Lin Xiuran looked at her like this, and then he knew that he was distressed, touched her head with his hand, comforted and comforted her, looked at her, and decided to tell her a new wonderful story to compensate.

He said: "But it is said that when the Nuwa clan was refining stones to make up for the sky, they refined 36,500 stubborn stones with a height of 12 zhang and a height of 24 zhang in the Great Wilderness Mountain. Emperor Nawa only used 36,500 yuan, and only one piece was left unused and discarded under the Qinggang Peak. Who knows that after this stone has been exercised, the spirituality has been passed, and it can be big or small. Because he saw that all the stones had to make up for the sky, and he was not allowed to be selected if he had no talent, he felt sorry for himself and was sad day and night......"

One day when mourning, I saw a monk coming from afar, born with extraordinary bones, and the abundance of gods was very different, and came to the bottom of this green ridge peak, and sat on the ground to talk. Seeing this bright and clean stone, and shrinking into a fan pendant, it is very lovely. The monk held it in his palm and said with a smile: "The body is also a spiritual creature, but it has no real benefits. I have to engrave a few more words, so that everyone will know that you are a strange thing when they see it, and then take you to the prosperous and prosperous state, the family of poetry and hairpins, the prosperous land of flowers and willows, and the gentle and rich country. ’......”

"When the stone heard this, he was overjoyed, and asked, 'I don't know what words to engrave, and where to take them?' The monk smiled and said, "Don't ask, you will understand in the future." When he had finished speaking, he put his sleeves on his sleeves and drifted away with the man, not knowing where he was thrown......

“......”

This is the story of "Dream of Red Mansions", also known as "The Story of Stones", which women like the most.

It is a story about a stone that was carried into the red world by immortals and lost in it.

Cao Xueqin worked hard for this story until she died.

The wonderful story made Luo Xin'er and Hua Jieyu a little stupid unconsciously, and even the cold Mingxin girl had a little more emotion on her face.

In order to hide her tears, Luo Xin'er tilted her head and said, "Xianggong, you are really good at lying, in this world, how can there be a thing of a stone turning into a person?"

"yes. Hua Xie Yu hid her tears and said: "A stone is a stone, a person is a person, how can there be a reason for a stone to become a person?"

Miss Mingxin didn't have any tears, and the slightest emotion on her face was gone, she just said, "Master, can you also turn stones into people?

Lin Xiuran was a little speechless to Miss Mingxin, it turned out that her emotion just now was not because of the love of her children, but because of the supreme magic method of coveting the immortals' "fossil people".

That spell, of course, there is.

It's just that Lin Xiuran shook his head and said to the third girl: "Go and go, make up the story, what are you thinking about, don't ask me for any reasonableness!

When Luo Xin'er heard this, she was a little unhappy and unconvinced.

She has never been very afraid of her husband, and said with a strong mouth: "Hmph, what are you making up, maybe, in this world, there are really any 'stone people'!"

Of course, Lin Xiuran knew that she was playing a little temper, so he smiled helplessly, and did not refute her.

He rolls the dice in his hand and starts a new game of carriage chess.

He didn't expect that Luo Xin'er's angry words would become a prophecy.

In this world, a certain stone that has been watching on the cliff and green peak, fed up with the vicissitudes of the sea, fed up with the wind and rain, fed up with the changes of the world, and one day, turned into a streamer, escaped into the red world, and tasted a great wealth in the world in the haze.

And now, that dream of wealth is about to wake up!

......