Chapter 21 Spring Heart Breeing

Rong Hui jumped out of the carriage and bowed deeply: "The road ahead is peaceful, so I'll send it here."

After the woman sat on the curtain, she thanked the Prime Minister: "I will see you off!" The voice is gentle and straight into people's hearts.

When Rong Hui heard the woman's words for the first time, he felt numb and bowed again. He turned to Yizhen to complain. The driver said goodbye with a smile: "If there is a chance to have dinner at the same table, drive!" Raising his hand with a gentle whip, the mule and horse took a broken step and continued to move forward.

Yong Hui stood at the door of the inn and saw the long car, and he was not in a hurry. He waved with a smile and said goodbye to the driver: "Take care!"

The store companion came out of the store: "Brother, do you still want to stay in the store?" Fifteen or six years old, with a good description and a crisp voice. Wearing a short brown, wearing a rag on his shoulders, he cleaned up and described it as very pleasing.

Rong Hui turned around and looked at the house number, "Xima Shop", and then he agreed: "Let's have a bowl of rice!" With that, he stepped into the door. The hall is not big, with six tables of Eight Immortals. It's still early and no one has come yet. He sat down nearby and asked, "Is there a land temple nearby? I'll just go there to deal with it for a night."

"You don't have money!" The shop companion stood aside and smiled gidly: "So you didn't order flower rice!"

Rong Hui frowned and asked him, "What kind of food?"

The shopmate couldn't help laughing: "What you ordered is 'flower rice'!"

Rong Hui asked him with a smile, "Do you mean that the young master has no money?"

Xiao Er saw that he was interesting and responded with a smile: "I mean, you don't have any money."

"Who said I didn't bring any money!" Rong Hui took out a piece of silver, "pa--" and patted it on the table. He smiled and said, "Master, I'm reluctant to spend money!"

Xiao Er couldn't help making fun of him: "As the saying goes, money is like dung. You can only go in and out. How uncomfortable it is to hold back like this all the time!" He took a deep breath and greeted the kitchen: "A bowl of rice!"

"Good, good!" Rong Hui laughed and said, "Did you see it just now? I rubbed my feet. He didn't go in or out, and he drove 70 miles away, which is called 'multiplying everything to swim'.

"I can see that you swam here and were driven down!" Xiao Er couldn't help laughing: "If you have the ability, why don't you continue to have a meal?"

"Isn't that a lot of trouble in front of the widow's door?" Rong Hui shook his head and smiled, "I just don't know where they live, or I'll stay overnight."

Isn't it the widow Du of Sanli Bay? She is the youngest widow in our town!" With that, he raised his hand and pointed and whispered, "Who doesn't want to stir up his legs in these ten miles and eight townships!"

The two had a sharp understanding, pointed at each other, and smiled. They only heard someone in the backyard shouting, "Flower rice is ready!"

Xiao Er smiled and brought rice. Rong Hui took back the broken silver, took out five copper coins for him, picked up his chopsticks, and ate it. He found out about the woman's residence and simply chewed it slowly. While eating, he thought, "How can I kill two children and her mother?" After putting down the chopsticks, I have already had a plan.

After dinner, Rong Hui saw that there were more and more diners, so he asked for a guest room. Xu Jianfang, the father-in-law of the room, has a hard short bed beside the door. In front of the bed is a square low table, and in front of the table is the window sill. The five-foot window is very transparent. ** There is also a silk screen, which is stuffy like a steamer. Xiao Er came to the candlestick and hot water, said, "Please use it slowly", and went away with a smile.

He put his feet into the wooden basin, and a heat rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his heart. He couldn't help sighing: "Comfortable!" The face has turned red. It's time to clean up and dress neatly.

The night outside the window is hazy, and the crickets sing peacefully, which is very quiet. Rong Hui pushed open the grid window and recognized the direction. Seeing that there was no one on the street, he suddenly turned over the window and jumped out. With a palm, a somersault floated lightly up the opposite roof. He rose again and went straight into the night.

In midsummer, late rice seeds are green and endless. Rong Hui submerged his magical skills, with a little seedling on the tip of his toes, and his body grazed several feet. Light like a wild goose, as fast as the wind. After a moment, I saw a cluster of lights, with a faint light, clustering a small courtyard. White walls and green tiles, weeping willows are gloomy, very elegant.

"Here, the black and white are a little green, which is indeed the layout of a master outside! There is a guardhouse nearby, and the boundary is peaceful. If I had a beautiful girl, I would have to keep it here..." Rong Hui smiled in his heart and ran to the front. He saw that there was still a lotus pond in front of the courtyard. The leaves were like a curtain, and the lotus bag was like a star. So he stepped over, jumped up, shook it up, gently touched the tip of the willow, jumped again, and floated straight to the roof of the upper house.

As soon as he stood in shape, he suddenly heard a dog boiling, and his heart ambled. He quickly lay down and heard someone in the room say hello: "Are you here?" The soft voice was the woman. The footsteps sounded, "squeaked", the back door opened, and the woman said, "Don't come out yet!"

"Damn dog! It's windy southeast today. I should go around to the northwest and come back!" Rong Hui cursed in his heart and was hesitating whether to escape. After a glance and saw the figure shaking in the distance, he was relieved: "This little white face is a coincidence! Fortunately, I didn't come from the northwest, otherwise I would have to meet it. Under the moon, he was dressed in white and walked slowly in the field, which seemed to be a slow disease, and he was still a master of light skills.

Rong Hui turned over and avoided the roof before he could look at the front yard. A stone screen, two wing rooms, and a row of camellias planted under the south wall. It is concise and clear at a glance. He pulled open two green tiles and inspected the furnishings in the house. Three main rooms, east is the study and west is the bedroom, and a table of wine and dishes has been prepared in front of the bed.

"How can a lover's have a tryst and not go to bed?" Rong Hui thought about it, gently set up the green tile, raised his hand and pressed it on the roof ridge, floated forward, just falling on the top of the bedroom. Just pulled out a green tile, and the man in white has gone out of the back door.

The dog stopped barking, the door shaft rotated, and the two went straight into the bedroom. Rong Hui looked down with candlelight. The woman's veil was light and her skin was smooth. His posture was like a hook, restrained, and his blood accelerated, and his face was red.

Rong Hui smiled bitterly in his heart: "I'm also a master of the generation, so promising!" So he took a deep breath, looked at his nose, looked at his nose, looked at his heart, looked as if he didn't see, and didn't hear. The young man sat at the table and asked, "Is the old ghost dead?" Smiling but not laughing, gloating.

The woman jumped on the young man with a "bang" and cried, "Why don't you ask your brother, he is also your son!"

The young man was stunned, put his arms around the woman in front of him, and asked softly, "Brother, what's wrong?" One hand went to catch a pair of delicateties on her chest.

The woman was so angry that she pushed her away with her backhand. Ten fingers were like hooks, clasped the young man's shoulders fiercely, stared and asked, "Didn't you say that you can get more money by taking your son up the mountain? Didn't you say that 'people are about to die, and his words are also good'?" The voice trembled slightly and broke my heart.

"This woman is so terrible!" Rong Hui's heart beat: "It's okay to wear clothes. It's disgusting at the time!" I felt calm, but I saw the young man hugging the woman tightly, gently stroked her back with his right hand, and gently comforted her: "Okay, okay... Don't be sad, it's okay!" He poured another glass of wine, took it to the woman's mouth with his own hands, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" With a loose posture and an attentive look, where is there any impatience?

"If my lover has just come back from her husband, I will never dare to drink her wine!" Rong Hui's eyes lit up and secretly admired: "This man's deep mind not only comforted the person in his arms, but also made her try poison. However, the more I look at him, the more familiar I become..." My mind flashed: "It's him!"

The woman squeezed her lips and drank a glass. She looked slightly. She lay on the young man's shoulder and cried: "The bitch, Chu Xiaoxuan, the bitch, put the two children by her side. Naturally, the dead ghost's money was given to the bitch! No..." She raised her head and said with a serious look, "That maidservant must know about us. Aren't you very good at beating? Go and get the child back!" The tone is vicious and aggressive.

Rong Hui was furious and couldn't help slandering: "You are the maidservant. You are both bitches and men and women. I'm really the right one. You deserve to die!" He thought again, "It turns out that this place is still mixed with this! The head has been operating in Chenjing for ten years and occupies the top of the mountain for another ten years. There must be a lot of private money.

"I didn't expect that she really didn't die!" The young man was slightly stunned and still stroked the woman's back and comforted softly: "Don't worry, it's okay. Brother-in-law and Seser will be fine. When you were born, they were obvious to all. Even if he doubts Brother, it's none of her business. He won't go out of this.

The woman lay softly on the young man's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "The dead ghost can't open his mouth, only a breath left. No matter how well the three maidservants serve, it's July and a half! Do you want me to watch my son call that bitch 'mother'?

"Don't worry, it won't!" The young man then advised her: "Those miscellaneous hairs on the mountain have their own ghosts. As long as the old ghost dies, it is bound to be in chaos. When I go up the mountain in chaos, I can reunite our family. Didn't you say that the maidservant lives in Xiao Yaxuan? I'll let you live in Xiaoyaxuan then. The voice is honest and seems to be able to rest assured. After saying that, one hand had lifted the gauze and caught the softness.

"Sure enough, it's not as simple as a concube. It seems that there is a group of people behind this white man." Rong Hui listened attentively and kept speculating: "She asked me to come, maybe just let me explore the man in white*, but I don't know if this 'little widow' knows." While calculating, I suddenly heard a delicate cry: "Don't make trouble!"

The woman returned to straighten her clothes, but she couldn't stop it. Instead, she moved, and became more charming. She whispered annoy, "After a day in the car, I haven't stood firm yet. Let me rest for a while!" Soft words, crisp to the bone.

The young man's hands were unscrupulous, and he hugged the woman and smiled softly: "Then I'll loosen your tendons!" He passed the wine jug and poured her directly with the spout.

The woman gently held the mouth of the kettle, sipping slowly, and the jade neck rolled, which was enchanting and infinite. The young man's posture is loose, as if he can support a whole world. He held the wine pot and became more and more anxious. The woman drank two big mouths in a row, hooked the young man's neck with one hand, then spit out the mouth of the pot, and looked up and gasped: "No!" The wine poured and splashed all over.

Rong Hui looked down and looked at each other. There seemed to be a layer of mist on the eyes of the two bays, soft and hazy. He sighed happily: "Sure enough, it's the person she chose. After crying, she still has such a demeanor. It's really a light weight!" Seeing that she had wrapped around the young man's waist, the young man smiled and drank himself and smiled softly, "It's hard for the two little guys to stay. Are you still stingy?" Saying that, he picked up the woman and jumped on **.

Rong Hui didn't want to look anymore, so he just closed his eyes and lay on the roof. The man and woman in the room roared and hummed. The skin hits each other and has a rank. In his ears, it sounded like a burst of spring thunder. The rain became more and more, and the thunder became louder and louder, making him cold all over his body and dizzy.

The thunder gradually stopped, and the clouds and rained. A heart seemed to have been moistened by the spring rain, emitting a will: "I know I don't deserve you. If you are willing to marry me, no matter how many years, I will wait. If you really don't want to, let's just take it away. If you need it in the future, I will go through fire and water. I remembered that although Xiaoxuan and Xiao were getting closer and closer recently, the two of them became more and more angry. I clearly thought about her in my heart, but I didn't look good for her when I met her. They even quarreled for no reason.

He was depressed. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the moon was like a silver basin and the stars were brilliant. It was already the second update. The woman in the house gently advised: "Take a rest for one night before leaving!"

"You go to bed, I have something else to do!" Qing Qingsheng explained, "Didn't you still want to see the two little guys earlier?" It's done in one breath, not in a hurry, as if it's already in the chest.

The woman stopped talking, only the cloth rubbing and the thin rope. That's right!" The young man suddenly asked, "Did you come back alone? Is there anyone following you?"

"Yes!" The woman said leisurely, "One is a fifteen- or six-year-old boy who went up the mountain last year. He took three days off and got off the car in the 'Hema Shop'. Most of them live there and will go back tomorrow. He is weak and looks very lazy.

The young man didn't ask much. For a moment, the back door shaft turned and "squeaked" again, and a young man in white came out. His back was loose and he walked slowly. Although it seemed to be light and light, it still led to a few dog barking.

Rong Hui's heart tightened slightly: "This man is very sensitive and must be very cautious. He will go to the inn to find me." So he took a deep breath, raised his hand and pressed it on the roof, stepped on the roof, and kicked it out hard. The body is like an arrow and shoots straight out.

He jumped on the willows and his lift was exhausted, so he made a somersault in the air, and the virtual spirit was strong. He spread his arms, slid out by the fall, and floated directly across the pond. This leap spanned ten feet, and although it attracted two dog barks, he had gone far.

Rong Hui's magic skills, showed his magic, and went straight back to the inn like a breeze. People downstairs can already hear bursts of snoring, one after another. He jumped up, turned over and ran straight into the room. He took off his shoes, sat cross-legged, pulled the mosquito net, took action like the wind, pinched the mosquitoes in the tent, and began to adjust his luck.

The breeze passed, and the young man in white had chased him out of the window sill. He pressed his three fingers on the window sill, and his body seemed to be empty and relaxed. But his eyes are like a blade, raiding every inch of the house.

Although Rong Hui closed his eyes, he still felt that his eyebrows were swollen. It was someone who stared at him. He felt bitter in his heart: "Why did you come after me so soon? If you don't go to other rooms, just come to me." When I thought about it, I suddenly smelled a strong fragrance and knew that only there was no mosquito incense in my room, which made people have to doubt.

The breeze brushed, Rong Hui opened his eyes, and the window was empty. He gently picked up his shoes and looked at them carefully. The soles were clean, and he couldn't help laughing: "The rice soil is sticky. You must see if there is mud on my shoes. How do you know that my brother is skillful, and you don't touch your feet when you go to bed. Put on your shoes, get up and hide behind the window to peek.