She couldn't figure it out for a moment, and couldn't help but shake her head, as if she wanted to drive away the troubles in her heart, and frowned and said: You don't have to be so discouraged. There are so many beautiful women in the world, and maybe they all like Wuyue. I think Xiaoqing is very affectionate to you. What if my aunt makes the decision for you, let your mother betroth her to you?
Ozu blinked at her mischievously and said with a smile: That's because Xiaoqing didn't deal with Brother Wuyue at all. If he said something mysterious to Xiaoqing, it would be strange if Xiaoqing didn't love him to death. I immediately hid far away! Otherwise, will my wife dare to bet with me?
She sighed and said: Ozu, you don’t understand that if a woman falls in love with a man, even if that man is sorry to her, she will not change her mind. How can she be so easy to change her mind?
Ozu said: I believe this, but you have to love deeply, just like the wife and my second sister are like Brother Wuyue, as for girls like Xiaoqing, it is very realistic. After the second sister comes back, she pesters her second sister to ask him about things all day long. If she can climb up the high branch, how could she not be willing? To me, it is just a second best, haha!
Seeing that he was so determined, Murong Ziyan's confidence was a little shaken. If he lost his bet, he would be embarrassed and he had to add another concubine to Wuyue. It was not cost-effective to think so, so he quickly changed the topic and said: I won't talk nonsense to you, haven't you answered Xiaoqing's matter yet?
Ozu stared at her in a daze and said slowly: Madam, you know, for the rest of my life, I only have to... I don't have to do it.
Murong Ziyan couldn't stand his deep love-like eyes. She reached out and stroked his hair gently, and said softly: Didn't you already agree in my study last time that you completely killed this heart for me? Why did you say such a mess again today!
Ozu leaned into her arms gently and murmured: Can't be a lover, can you be my godmother?
She had some pregnancy reactions, her mother's nature was extremely heavy, her breasts were swollen, and her breasts were buckled by his head, and her breasts became even more uncomfortable. She couldn't help but feel aroused a maternal urge to love, and she just waited to agree. But when she thought about it, she didn't want to leave any thoughts for him, she slowly shook her head and said: No, read your book well! Gently push his body away and walk into Yanxia's bedroom.
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In the small town of Liyang, Yàn Zhirong pulled Wuyue to Binyue Inn. Her interest in shopping seemed to be gone. She kept Wuyue and chatted very intimately.
Wuyue looked at her youthful and energetic smile, and for a moment she didn't know where she was. Suddenly, someone held her hand and heard someone say: This big sister, please be fine...
He looked back and saw a dirty child kneeling on the edge of the street with tears in his eyes. He was about eight or nine years old. There was a straw mat beside him and there was a card on the ground in front of him, and the four corners were pressed with stones.
He went up to take a look and saw four big words: "Selling oneself to bury your father," and "My father died of hunger and cold. If a kind-hearted person pays to bury his father, I will be a slave for life.
Seeing that he stopped, the child let go of his hand and grabbed the dirt on his hand.
He didn't think it was offended, and squatted down and said gently: Little brother, is your father in the straw mat?
The child looked at him with a sad look on his face. He nodded with tears in his eyes, pouring dirty marks on his dirty face, turning into a big flowery face.
His eyes were also red, and the same dirty light rain appeared in front of him, who was still missing, and he loved the house and felt pity for the homeless little beggar.
He was an orphan, and so were the girls who had the deepest feelings for him. He always had deep sympathy for the orphans who wandered on the streets, and couldn't help but turn around and say: Sister Zhirong, this child is really awesome, let's help him?
Yàn Zhirong sighed: In recent years, my sister traveled around the world, with natural disasters and man-made disasters and wars, starving everywhere, and many fleeing famines were starved to death on the roadside. I have seen too many such situations. Can you help me? Besides, you still... you still have to protect yourself.
He said resolutely: It's fine if anything else, but seeing this child being so beautiful, I came to me again, so I couldn't bear to give it up!
Yàn Zhirong nodded obediently and whispered: OK then!
Neither of them had ever experienced such a thing and didn't know what to do. She returned to the inn and recruited two accompanying guardians. After explaining the situation, she asked them to come forward to deal with the matter.
These two middle-aged gray-clothed men acted neatly and experienced. They immediately took action separately and went to various stores to prepare coffins, spiritual sheds, wreaths and other things. As the saying goes, money can make the devil push the grinding. In less than half an hour, everything was in place. A Taoist priest even found a soul to summon the dead.
After making the temple, the children worshiped their deceased father in a temporary spiritual shed. The group of gangs invited to put the coffin on a cart. The suona played the sorrow and music and came to the outside of the town. The Taoist priests had chosen a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, dug a pit on the spot for burial, and erected a monument.
When the coffin was buried in the soil, the child lay on the coffin and couldn't help crying!
How many times can you experience such separation of life and death in life?
Every time you part, you will leave a traumatized heart in the world, wipe away your tears, and embark on a completely unfamiliar road of life. The future is uncertain and you will have no support. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, you can only face it alone.
This is a lightness that life cannot bear. Wuyue couldn't help but burst into tears. When his father died by the Wuding River, he went to search many times, and he still can't find his father's burial place!
Later life experiences told him how big the personality of a father or a child would be?
He learned how to protect himself and how to speak to please others. Perhaps it will be of great help to his future life, but who knows the trauma of his soul?
The child knelt in front of the tombstone, facing the loess tomb, was stunned for a long time, and the sadness in his eyes was so deep. The only person who depended on each other left like this, sleeping alone under the pile of loess, and he would be alone, and he would be confused in the future...
Wuyue wiped her eyes, squatted beside the child and sighed: What are you going to do in the future? Is there a place to go?
The child shook his head sadly and said firmly: I promised that since the lady has buried my father for me, I will follow my master and be a slave for life.
Wuyue thought of Beifeng, didn’t she also be a slave for life?
Her inferior eyes always made him sad, and he said in harmony: I'll help you with pure sympathy, you don't have to be a slave... Take good care of me, I'm leaving
He patted the child on the shoulder and stood up to go. It was not that he was unwilling to take in the child, but that he was also in danger at any time on his way to death. It was really inconvenient to bring a child around him, and it might also implicate him.
The child held his hand tightly and shook his head, his eyes showing a pleading look
It seemed that the child had nowhere to go. He hesitated for a while and had to say gently: You can really follow me, but I am not your master. Just be your eldest sister, okay?
In front of so many people, he almost leaked his mouth by accident
The child nodded and shook his head again. He couldn't help but frown. What does this child mean?
Sighing: It's time for me to go back. If you can't let your father go, stay for a while. You can go to the room No. 5, Shangbinyue Inn in the town to find me later.
The child looked at the tombstone intently, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance, and turned his head and looked at him nervously, looking in a dilemma.
He gently pried apart the child's dirty hands and sighed: Since that's the case, I'll wait for you for a while.
The people hired to help have dispersed. The small figure beside the lonely tomb is so lonely and desolate. The deep sobbing is so sad and helpless. He is also worried. If Sister Beifeng had not brought him back, his fate might have been worse than this child. He let out a long sigh and turned his head and smiled bitterly with apologetically: Sister Zhirong, I am doing good deeds here, but you are the one who has worked hard to do it. I am so sorry!
Yàn Zhirong smiled gently: What else do we need to distinguish between each other? What's more, it feels really good to do some good deeds!
Wuyue tightened her tenderness and felt very moved. What a beautiful and gentle girl, Ah, the girl educated by Li's family motto is indeed extraordinary!
More than an hour later, he saw that the child's throat was hoarse, so he went over to pull the child's dirty little hand and whispered: Let's go, as long as you want, you can come back to see your father at any time.
The child finally followed him obediently, but he looked sad and muttered to himself. He didn't know what he was talking about. He walked all the way back and forth, which made people feel sore
Ozu blinked at her mischievously and said with a smile: That's because Xiaoqing didn't deal with Brother Wuyue at all. If he said something mysterious to Xiaoqing, it would be strange if Xiaoqing didn't love him to death. I immediately hid far away! Otherwise, will my wife dare to bet with me?
She sighed and said: Ozu, you don’t understand that if a woman falls in love with a man, even if that man is sorry to her, she will not change her mind. How can she be so easy to change her mind?
Ozu said: I believe this, but you have to love deeply, just like the wife and my second sister are like Brother Wuyue, as for girls like Xiaoqing, it is very realistic. After the second sister comes back, she pesters her second sister to ask him about things all day long. If she can climb up the high branch, how could she not be willing? To me, it is just a second best, haha!
Seeing that he was so determined, Murong Ziyan's confidence was a little shaken. If he lost his bet, he would be embarrassed and he had to add another concubine to Wuyue. It was not cost-effective to think so, so he quickly changed the topic and said: I won't talk nonsense to you, haven't you answered Xiaoqing's matter yet?
Ozu stared at her in a daze and said slowly: Madam, you know, for the rest of my life, I only have to... I don't have to do it.
Murong Ziyan couldn't stand his deep love-like eyes. She reached out and stroked his hair gently, and said softly: Didn't you already agree in my study last time that you completely killed this heart for me? Why did you say such a mess again today!
Ozu leaned into her arms gently and murmured: Can't be a lover, can you be my godmother?
She had some pregnancy reactions, her mother's nature was extremely heavy, her breasts were swollen, and her breasts were buckled by his head, and her breasts became even more uncomfortable. She couldn't help but feel aroused a maternal urge to love, and she just waited to agree. But when she thought about it, she didn't want to leave any thoughts for him, she slowly shook her head and said: No, read your book well! Gently push his body away and walk into Yanxia's bedroom.
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
In the small town of Liyang, Yàn Zhirong pulled Wuyue to Binyue Inn. Her interest in shopping seemed to be gone. She kept Wuyue and chatted very intimately.
Wuyue looked at her youthful and energetic smile, and for a moment she didn't know where she was. Suddenly, someone held her hand and heard someone say: This big sister, please be fine...
He looked back and saw a dirty child kneeling on the edge of the street with tears in his eyes. He was about eight or nine years old. There was a straw mat beside him and there was a card on the ground in front of him, and the four corners were pressed with stones.
He went up to take a look and saw four big words: "Selling oneself to bury your father," and "My father died of hunger and cold. If a kind-hearted person pays to bury his father, I will be a slave for life.
Seeing that he stopped, the child let go of his hand and grabbed the dirt on his hand.
He didn't think it was offended, and squatted down and said gently: Little brother, is your father in the straw mat?
The child looked at him with a sad look on his face. He nodded with tears in his eyes, pouring dirty marks on his dirty face, turning into a big flowery face.
His eyes were also red, and the same dirty light rain appeared in front of him, who was still missing, and he loved the house and felt pity for the homeless little beggar.
He was an orphan, and so were the girls who had the deepest feelings for him. He always had deep sympathy for the orphans who wandered on the streets, and couldn't help but turn around and say: Sister Zhirong, this child is really awesome, let's help him?
Yàn Zhirong sighed: In recent years, my sister traveled around the world, with natural disasters and man-made disasters and wars, starving everywhere, and many fleeing famines were starved to death on the roadside. I have seen too many such situations. Can you help me? Besides, you still... you still have to protect yourself.
He said resolutely: It's fine if anything else, but seeing this child being so beautiful, I came to me again, so I couldn't bear to give it up!
Yàn Zhirong nodded obediently and whispered: OK then!
Neither of them had ever experienced such a thing and didn't know what to do. She returned to the inn and recruited two accompanying guardians. After explaining the situation, she asked them to come forward to deal with the matter.
These two middle-aged gray-clothed men acted neatly and experienced. They immediately took action separately and went to various stores to prepare coffins, spiritual sheds, wreaths and other things. As the saying goes, money can make the devil push the grinding. In less than half an hour, everything was in place. A Taoist priest even found a soul to summon the dead.
After making the temple, the children worshiped their deceased father in a temporary spiritual shed. The group of gangs invited to put the coffin on a cart. The suona played the sorrow and music and came to the outside of the town. The Taoist priests had chosen a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, dug a pit on the spot for burial, and erected a monument.
When the coffin was buried in the soil, the child lay on the coffin and couldn't help crying!
How many times can you experience such separation of life and death in life?
Every time you part, you will leave a traumatized heart in the world, wipe away your tears, and embark on a completely unfamiliar road of life. The future is uncertain and you will have no support. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, you can only face it alone.
This is a lightness that life cannot bear. Wuyue couldn't help but burst into tears. When his father died by the Wuding River, he went to search many times, and he still can't find his father's burial place!
Later life experiences told him how big the personality of a father or a child would be?
He learned how to protect himself and how to speak to please others. Perhaps it will be of great help to his future life, but who knows the trauma of his soul?
The child knelt in front of the tombstone, facing the loess tomb, was stunned for a long time, and the sadness in his eyes was so deep. The only person who depended on each other left like this, sleeping alone under the pile of loess, and he would be alone, and he would be confused in the future...
Wuyue wiped her eyes, squatted beside the child and sighed: What are you going to do in the future? Is there a place to go?
The child shook his head sadly and said firmly: I promised that since the lady has buried my father for me, I will follow my master and be a slave for life.
Wuyue thought of Beifeng, didn’t she also be a slave for life?
Her inferior eyes always made him sad, and he said in harmony: I'll help you with pure sympathy, you don't have to be a slave... Take good care of me, I'm leaving
He patted the child on the shoulder and stood up to go. It was not that he was unwilling to take in the child, but that he was also in danger at any time on his way to death. It was really inconvenient to bring a child around him, and it might also implicate him.
The child held his hand tightly and shook his head, his eyes showing a pleading look
It seemed that the child had nowhere to go. He hesitated for a while and had to say gently: You can really follow me, but I am not your master. Just be your eldest sister, okay?
In front of so many people, he almost leaked his mouth by accident
The child nodded and shook his head again. He couldn't help but frown. What does this child mean?
Sighing: It's time for me to go back. If you can't let your father go, stay for a while. You can go to the room No. 5, Shangbinyue Inn in the town to find me later.
The child looked at the tombstone intently, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance, and turned his head and looked at him nervously, looking in a dilemma.
He gently pried apart the child's dirty hands and sighed: Since that's the case, I'll wait for you for a while.
The people hired to help have dispersed. The small figure beside the lonely tomb is so lonely and desolate. The deep sobbing is so sad and helpless. He is also worried. If Sister Beifeng had not brought him back, his fate might have been worse than this child. He let out a long sigh and turned his head and smiled bitterly with apologetically: Sister Zhirong, I am doing good deeds here, but you are the one who has worked hard to do it. I am so sorry!
Yàn Zhirong smiled gently: What else do we need to distinguish between each other? What's more, it feels really good to do some good deeds!
Wuyue tightened her tenderness and felt very moved. What a beautiful and gentle girl, Ah, the girl educated by Li's family motto is indeed extraordinary!
More than an hour later, he saw that the child's throat was hoarse, so he went over to pull the child's dirty little hand and whispered: Let's go, as long as you want, you can come back to see your father at any time.
The child finally followed him obediently, but he looked sad and muttered to himself. He didn't know what he was talking about. He walked all the way back and forth, which made people feel sore
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