After dinner, the cool breeze blows, the green grass weaves the thousand-layer bottom, Lu Xuanlou teaches Qingyuan how to read and digit, it is peaceful and harmonious.
A rickety old man appeared uninvited in the courtyard.
"Old village chief, why are you here?"
Lu Xuanlou stood up to greet him and quietly pulled Qingyuan behind him.
Chashan Town is an extremely remote small place. Farmers have been farmers for generations, but there are also extraordinary characters, and this old village chief is one of them.
Although this old village chief has gray temples and a vicissitudes of life, his energy and blood are extremely strong and he is actually an extremely powerful man.
The old village chief said, "There is something I want to tell you."
Lu Xuanlou patted Qingyuan on the shoulder, asked him to go back to the house, and asked the old village chief to sit down. Talk next.
"Let's talk outside"
The old village chief smiled slightly, but Lu Xuanlou's defensiveness could not be seen
The two walked out one after the other. In the small courtyard, we came to a dilapidated thatched house. The old village chief took out two broken bowls and a jar of turbid wine.
The old village chief smiled and said, "It's not good wine. If you can drink it, drink it. If you don't want to drink it, don't drink it."
"That would be too disrespectful to you, old man."
p>Lu Xuanlou raised the bowl, drank it all, and said with a smile, "Drinking depends on your mood. If you are in a good mood, everything is good wine; if you are in a bad mood, nothing is good wine."
The old village chief wiped his mouth and asked, "How about this wine?"
Lu Xuanlou said with a smile, "If you're not sad or happy, it's normal."
The old man The village chief shook his head and smiled, and said, "It's better not to give face. Otherwise, it would be unconscionable to say that this is good wine."
The two drank one peck at a time and quickly drank up the jar of old wine. Lu Xuanlou smelled of alcohol and his face turned slightly red.
The old village chief asked, "How long have you been in Chashan Town?"
Lu Xuanlou replied, "More than a year."
The old village chief asked again, "In the future, What are the plans?"
"I haven't thought about it yet"
Wei Emperor Lu Qi is still here, and Lu Xuanlou does not need to worry about many things, so Lu Xuanlou has not seriously thought about where to go in the future. However, I just wanted to wait until the sword energy in my body was eradicated and my strength was restored before making any plans.
The old village chief asked, "Have you ever thought about staying?"
"Have you ever thought about staying"
Although life in the small town is busy, it is better than It’s down-to-earth, so it’s extremely comfortable.
"Then stay"
The old village chief said, "This girl Qingwu is all about you, but she is thin-skinned and can't say something, so I will do it for her." Lord, when the work in the field is finished, you can get married."
Lu Xuanlou shook his head and said, "This is not appropriate."
The old village chief glared and said angrily, "What? I feel that Qingwu girl is not worthy of you."
"There are high and low mountains, but there is no distinction between people." Lu Xuanlou shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that if I miss Qingwu, I will also harm everyone."
The old village chief fell silent immediately. A year ago, Qingwu went to the mountains to collect herbs to subsidize his family.After picking up the half-dead Lu Xuanlou, it was his intervention that brought Lu Xuanlou back from the gate of hell. At that time, Lu Xuanlou's body was covered with sword marks and scars, and a sharp and terrifying sword energy remained in his meridians, which is still difficult to resolve to this day.
From then on, he knew that the origin of Lu Xuan Tower was not simple, so he never asked about the origin of Lu Xuan Tower, for fear of causing trouble.
However, Lu Xuanlou has a very good character and everyone likes him, especially Qingwu. His love is deeper and harder to extricate himself from, so the old village chief also feels sympathy.
"The world of Kyushu is so big. No matter who it is, no matter which force it is, finding one person is like finding a needle in a haystack."
The old village chief said, "You Just stay in Chashan Town, marry a wife, have children, and take root. A few decades later, when you grow old, who will care about you?"
"In this world, it is rare to have a lover, and it is even rarer to have lovers together. "Baitou."
The old village chief continued, "If you are not willing to be lonely, you can leave with Qingwu in the future. I believe you will not let down Qingwu's sincerity."
"Let me think about it"
That night, Lu Xuanlou did not return home. He fell into a deep sleep on a mountain top, looking at the bright moon.
The next morning, Qing Wu looked around at the door of his house with a nervous expression. The moment he saw Lu Xuan Tower, he couldn't help but smile easily and ran towards Lu Xuan Tower.
In this situation, Lu Xuanlou suddenly realized that he should cherish the people in front of him and let the future matter be discussed in the future.
With this thought, Lu Xuanlou had a clear idea, strode forward, held Qingwu in his arms, and took the lead in piercing the layer of window paper.
Qing Wu seemed to be frightened and was at a loss in Lu Xuanlou's arms. His face was quietly red, complementing the morning glow on the horizon.
Lu Xuanlou hugged Qingwu, and Qingwu hugged Lu Xuanlou's waist, with endless affection, like a beautiful landscape.
The farmer who returned from hoeing in the early morning saw this scene, smiled knowingly, did not disturb him, and squatted in the distance to watch from afar.
Qingyuan walked out of the house carrying a small book box, froze on the spot, and then howled.
"People's hearts are not ancient, morals are corrupt, and the world is declining."
Qingyuan took a few steps quickly, pulled Qingwu out of Lu Xuanlou's arms, and taught him a lesson. .
"Reserved, reserved, how many times have I told you, girls should be reserved. How unbecoming is it to hug and hug in broad daylight"
It is a rare opportunity to criticize Qingwu, Qingwu. Yuan was salivating and chattering endlessly. He was enjoying himself and couldn't extricate himself.
Not far away, the villagers watching the excitement laughed and encouraged Qingyuan. Qingyuan got carried away and couldn't stop.
Qingwu's face turned red with shame, he hid his face and ran away, running back home as fast as he could.
"Oh, Shutan"
Qingyuan let out a sigh of relief, unable to hide his pride. He had been suppressed by Qingwu for many years, and today he was able to win back a victory.
"Brother-in-law, you have been wronged"
QingyuanHe said, "But don't worry. A gentleman's words are hard to follow. When I become famous in the future, I will definitely find you some beautiful girls. But we have to make an agreement in advance. Even if there are beautiful girls in the future, this family will still have to worry about it." It's Qingwu who has the final say."
Qingyuan's words immediately triggered a burst of laughter, which made Qingwu feel embarrassed and said angrily, "Qingyuan, get out of here."
< p>"I will go in if you let me in. Why don't I go to the school?"If you go in at this time, you will have to be poisoned. I, Qingyuan, am not a fool
" Brother-in-law, see you later."
Qingyuan said hello, held his head high, and took steps as if he would not recognize his relatives. However, Lu Xuanlou grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the house.
"Brother-in-law, you thick-browed dog with big eyes actually repay kindness with hatred. I am still not your dearest brother-in-law."
Looking at the cane and murderous weapon in Qingwu's hand Looking at his eyes, Qingyuan's legs suddenly became weak, he knelt down with a plop, and fell to the ground
"Sister, I was wrong"
In the small courtyard, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling suddenly sounded. After a long time, the sound gradually After a while, Qingyuan walked out of the house with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He limped toward the school, muttering about thirty years to the east of the river and thirty years to the west of the river. Don't bully young people into poverty. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft