555 fortune teller

If he is willing to approach a woman, Nangong Wan will not kill him. And his nature also made the old man worried and relieved.

But when people are old, they always think too much.

He watched her carefully treat his wounds and told him not to always do things that he couldn't do, so that he could not eat too much spicy and greasy food recently.

By the way, he stayed because the food she made was delicious.

He was surprised that it was originally an ordinary vegetable leaf, and she could also make it full of color, fragrance, not to mention dumplings, because Sanlang, he borrowed a lot of light.

Normally, he should have gained weight, but now he looks like this...

She was a little worried and comforted him: "You are still growing up. You have to grow tall to get fat..."

The thumb had an extra bow, and he looked at it hesitantly. If she knew him... I don't know if he could still care about him so much and be so close.

I hate it. Why is she so skilled? It will be wrapped in a while.

It's just that some people have thought it's been long. The four eyes on the old locust tree outside the courtyard have been sticking to his back, which has added strength. I guess he wants to pierce a few holes for him like a meteor hammer.

It's a pity that he is now "mute", otherwise he would advise her to cut down the big locust tree outside the courtyard.

But at this time, he went to rest on the small bench according to her request.

He understood that she was afraid that staying with her for a while would affect the beauty of her future child.

This woman!

He continued to watch her make small clothes and tell stories to the children.

It was very quiet around, and there was the fragrance of flowers sent by the wind. They swayed and rustled, just like her whisper, peaceful and peaceful.

My heart also calmed down, as if I had put down the burden and responsibility that had been in my heart since I was sensible. Although he is not a golden horse, there is a struggle that is more cruel than the bloody wind.

And now, people are like floating on the ripps of the lake, so comfortable and comfortable.

He was a little suspicious that he stayed here just to enjoy the simplicity and tranquility he had never enjoyed before.

However, she suddenly moved her eyebrows, stopped her hand and covered her stomach.

He knew that the child must have kicked her again.

Seeing her smiling so happily, he suddenly felt a little jealous.

But what is he jealous of?

"A crow is thirsty and looks for water to drink everywhere. It sees a bottle, but it can't drink it. What should I do? At this time, the crow saw many small stones by the stream, and it took the stones into the bottle one by one. The water level in the bottle gradually rose, and when it was about to drink, it suddenly thought of... Baby, what do you think it suddenly thought of?

Yes, what do you think of?

He thought stupidly.

But she smiled: "Stupid baby, you can drink water by the stream..."

Yes, it's really stupid.

He couldn't help moving the corners of his lips, but he heard her suddenly take a breath of cold air, and a small blood drop appeared on his fingertips.

He couldn't help trembling, but how could the pain be in his heart this time?

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At night, Little Green lies **.

Tonight is Qixi Festival. Although there are only four people in the small courtyard, it is also very lively. The main reason is that Sanlang and Wanying are more lively. He and A Yun are responsible for laughing.

He secretly called her Yun. She didn't know, and he didn't know how he would laugh.

Is this laughter? It doesn't seem difficult to bend the corners of the lips up. And this mask seems to fit more and more well with him. He doesn't know whether to throw it away, or take it off and see what the real face looks like when it smiles.

"In the Milky Way in the blue sky, there is a small white boat, an osmanthus tree on the boat, and a white rabbit playing. The oars can't be seen, and there is no sail on the boat, floating, floating, floating to the sky..."

He is humming unconsciously.

This is what she taught the child. He secretly learned it, but as soon as he made a sound, a figure appeared on the window.

It's Sanlang, this guy is very smart.

He hurriedly snored.

For good, Sanlang has no experience and doesn't know that the 15-year-old thin teenager's snoring is not very reasonable.

The figure disappeared.

He turned over, remembered this simple song, and sang it back and forth in his heart.

She won the needle tonight and was so happy. Sanlang caught the little spider for her and put it in the box. I don't know what kind of web will be made tomorrow.

I hope it is round and positive.

He wants her to be happy.

She is always smiling and looking very happy, but he can see that she is often distracted, especially when touching her stomach.

Do you remember that person?

It's hard to say what happened in the palace, but since she came out, it must be... impossible.

I don't know why I feel a little sad and happy.

He is very strange, but he is probably not in the mood to pay attention to those strange things recently, so he always thinks about some inexplicable things.

He closed his eyes and was ready to fall asleep.

"Lord..."

The eyelids trembled, but they didn't open.

"Lord..."

Although the voice is close, he knows that Zhang Mao and others are several miles away, because there are two masters outside the courtyard, in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, and Xueling is not suitable for conflicts with Wuya now. Misunderstandings that can be avoided must be avoided as much as possible.

However, those two masters must be able to hear this secret sound. Are these guys trying to expose his identity so that he can't stay here?

However, it is absolutely impossible for those two masters to come in and expel him, because Ah Yun.

That person doesn't want her to know that he is protecting her.

I suddenly felt a little depressed.

"Lord, our people have arrived and can escort the Lord away at any time."

Because he has no malice towards the owner of this small courtyard, that is, that person can still tolerate him staying here, and there is surveillance, and he is not afraid of what he will do, but if he continues like this, he really can't stay.

Zhang Mao seemed to be a little anxious: "Lord, if you don't go back, our business will not be done!"

Our business?

What does the Nangong family have to do with him?

I suddenly felt that I don't know why the struggle and persistence over the years were for. They sacrificed so many lives just to hold Nangongyuan back to the throne? It seems that Nangongyuan is not much better than Nangong Wan. Over the years, he has not let him give up his wine and beauty, nor has he given up his doubts about them because of their loyalty.

Of course, those who have made great achievements can also call for wind and rain in the court in the future, and they will be above 10,000 people under one person and be the uncrowned king in the eyes of everyone.

He is a little hot-blooded.

But the song sounded in my heart.

"Lord!" Zhang Mao interrupted the song.

Yes, if he doesn't go back, their years of persistence will be lost. Many people have died. Do we still need to see more deaths? How can they be worthy of the blood of their predecessors? But...

Close your eyes and pretend to be asleep.

When he doesn't know how to choose, he often remains silent, and he knows that as long as he doesn't leave this yard, Zhang Mao will never dare to act rashly.

The sound of Zhang Spear gradually disappeared.

His eyebrows eased and finally fell asleep completely.

He found that he could only sleep soundly in this small courtyard.

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Luo Wener found that there was always a middle-aged man wandering outside the courtyard recently.

Hang the white flag and write "God's operator".

As soon as he saw her, he bowed, "Madam, do you want to predict your child's future?"

She looked at him alertly and then called Sanlang to chase him away.

He was not annoyed, just turned around. However, someone extended him to his home, and then said that he was accurate, the price was fair, and he never bluffed to break the disaster. The reputation spread, and from time to time, people from other places specially found here to find him fortune-telling, and this remote suburb became lively for a while.

Wanying was itchy, looked at his warm appearance as a white-faced scholar, and deliberately tried that he had no martial arts skills, so she led him into the small courtyard.

In front of outsiders, it is not easy for her to scold, especially if Sanlang is still in front of her, so she has to save some face for Wanying.

So he brought the little crow into the room, and Xiaolu also followed, but was stopped by the fortune teller: "This little brother is so good-looking!"

Luo Wener is already sure that he is a liar.

However, he said, "This guy is destined to have a great future. Tens of thousands of people will be defeated, but there is a bumpy step, which can be said to be heaven and hell. As the saying goes, if you are in danger of wealth, why don't you report your birthday and let me calculate it?

Although Xiaolu can't speak, he did not lose his hearing. At this time, he lowered his eyebrows and moved the rattan chair in for himself and closed the door. Luo Wener unconsciously praised him for being sensible.

Wanying has put up the eight-character newspaper and wants to ask about marriage.

The gentleman was very good at talking, brushed her beard, coaxed her to blush, and then suddenly remembered something: "Sir, if there are more than one person born at such a time, will the fate be the same?"

The fortune teller was glenging into the room and saw that Luo Wener was going to pour water at the table, and Xiaolu hurriedly got up and picked up the teapot for her. Unconsciously, his eyebrows tightened and he replied, "It's the same..."

Wanying's little face turned white and took a fierce look at Sanlang.

Is it that people in love, as long as they are of the same sex, are all their enemies?

Wanying's seven sisters... It seems that she has never heard from them again, and Wanying never mentioned it.

Luo Wen'er sighed and thought of Mei'er again.

That day, the little girl didn't know what she saw and ran away crying. Later, she came back several times and ran away crying again.

Wanying didn't know how to educate Sanlang. Sanlang has now learned to distance himself from women other than Wanying. As a result, Mei Er first looked at it with tears, and then she didn't come much.

Zhang's mother has been here several times, and she is also worried about her daughter.

Because of that bowl of abortion pill, she has always had a grudge against Zhang's mother, so she listened to Zhang's mother's nagging carelessly, but looking at that, Zhang Shun has worked very hard recently and has initially won the favor of Mei'er.

It seems that Tianxiang Building is going to have a happy event again, and there are still two.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and turned her head to look for a fan.