Chapter 4063: 4063
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The black-and-white chess on the table has been mixed randomly. The boy is baking sweet potato in the charcoal basin, and the fragrance comes out one after another.
Min Rui is sitting at the table, studying ink and drawing. The frame and outline of the painting have come out. There is a plum outside the window. Inside the window is the slender figure of the woman.
The former uncle's face is smiling, and his temples are cut like knives. His thin and handsome face is full of tenderness. Although he only occasionally looks up at Zhuang Xiaoyu, he seems to have been waiting for such a warm and silent moment for a long time, so he looks satisfied.
The boy pulled out a roasted black sweet potato with a branch and handed it to Yu Sui: "Miss Yu Sui, do you want to eat it?"
Yu Sui put her cape behind Zhuang Xiaoyu, put the heater in her hand, wrapped the sweet potato with a handkerchief, pulled out the black shell, and fed it to Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips: "Miss, taste it, sweet potato is very delicious."
Zhuang Xiaoyu took a bite and immediately took all the hot sweet potatoes from Yu Sui's hand. He ate them with relish and muttered vaguely: "I don't know when the snow will stop. If it doesn't stop, I'm afraid I'll stay here for three or four days."
Min Rui smell speech, lift Mou toward Zhuang Xiaoyu to see past, just about to say something, one eye then see her white small face is stained with black ash, can't help pursing lips, silent smile.
Yu Sui also used a stick to pick and pull in the fire: "just stay for a few days. I haven't come out to play for a long time, so I think it's a distraction."
Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice went down: "just worried about my father's body..."
Smell speech, jade broken then silent, just will bake another sweet potato with a branch fiddle rolled to Zhuang Xiaoyu's feet
The room is full of joy
Qin Wuyan waded through mountains and rivers for three or four days, and the snowflakes fell on his head. He took off his cloak and looked at the stone tablet with three big characters of lingquantai not far away. His eyes fell on the old lintel, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Here it is." After inquiring about the pilgrims inside, the guard ran over excitedly, "this holy fountain platform is named because of a spring eye. Beside the spring eye, a holy fountain platform is built, with fog lingering on it. Many people kneel on it to pray.
Many people around the spring throw things into it. They are all young believers who ask about their marriage
The young guard was very excited, and thought that Guiwei commander should not be interested in these, so he quickly stopped.
Who knows Qin Wuyan is quite interested in shaking the reins, clip clip horse belly: "go in."
The guard quickly turned over and got on the horse, and the party arrived at the gate. After turning over and getting off the horse, they handed the reins to the people behind them, leaving some of the guards at the gate and taking the rest of the guards into the gate.
Qin Wuyan first looked at the smoky platform and said to the guard behind him, "I'm the only one to pray for blessings. If you want to ask about your marriage, you can go to the holy spring and ask. When I'm done praying, I'll come back and ask if you're working."
As soon as these guards heard this, they were like runaway wild horses. It was rare for them to command such indulgence. They swarmed to the spring and threw the things they had already prepared into the spring
Behind him, there were laughter and the cry of marriage failure. Qin Wuyan looked at them one by one, and had a panoramic view of their joys and sorrows.
He boarded the Lingquan platform, lifted his clothes and knelt down in front of the tap carved with huge stones. His hands were clasped and his face was full of piety: "I pray that God will protect my wife Zhuang Xiaoyu's health, happiness and happiness in her life. If there is illness and disaster, I am willing to bear all for her..."
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The black-and-white chess on the table has been mixed randomly. The boy is baking sweet potato in the charcoal basin, and the fragrance comes out one after another.
Min Rui is sitting at the table, studying ink and drawing. The frame and outline of the painting have come out. There is a plum outside the window. Inside the window is the slender figure of the woman.
The former uncle's face is smiling, and his temples are cut like knives. His thin and handsome face is full of tenderness. Although he only occasionally looks up at Zhuang Xiaoyu, he seems to have been waiting for such a warm and silent moment for a long time, so he looks satisfied.
The boy pulled out a roasted black sweet potato with a branch and handed it to Yu Sui: "Miss Yu Sui, do you want to eat it?"
Yu Sui put her cape behind Zhuang Xiaoyu, put the heater in her hand, wrapped the sweet potato with a handkerchief, pulled out the black shell, and fed it to Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips: "Miss, taste it, sweet potato is very delicious."
Zhuang Xiaoyu took a bite and immediately took all the hot sweet potatoes from Yu Sui's hand. He ate them with relish and muttered vaguely: "I don't know when the snow will stop. If it doesn't stop, I'm afraid I'll stay here for three or four days."
Min Rui smell speech, lift Mou toward Zhuang Xiaoyu to see past, just about to say something, one eye then see her white small face is stained with black ash, can't help pursing lips, silent smile.
Yu Sui also used a stick to pick and pull in the fire: "just stay for a few days. I haven't come out to play for a long time, so I think it's a distraction."
Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice went down: "just worried about my father's body..."
Smell speech, jade broken then silent, just will bake another sweet potato with a branch fiddle rolled to Zhuang Xiaoyu's feet
The room is full of joy
Qin Wuyan waded through mountains and rivers for three or four days, and the snowflakes fell on his head. He took off his cloak and looked at the stone tablet with three big characters of lingquantai not far away. His eyes fell on the old lintel, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Here it is." After inquiring about the pilgrims inside, the guard ran over excitedly, "this holy fountain platform is named because of a spring eye. Beside the spring eye, a holy fountain platform is built, with fog lingering on it. Many people kneel on it to pray.
Many people around the spring throw things into it. They are all young believers who ask about their marriage
The young guard was very excited, and thought that Guiwei commander should not be interested in these, so he quickly stopped.
Who knows Qin Wuyan is quite interested in shaking the reins, clip clip horse belly: "go in."
The guard quickly turned over and got on the horse, and the party arrived at the gate. After turning over and getting off the horse, they handed the reins to the people behind them, leaving some of the guards at the gate and taking the rest of the guards into the gate.
Qin Wuyan first looked at the smoky platform and said to the guard behind him, "I'm the only one to pray for blessings. If you want to ask about your marriage, you can go to the holy spring and ask. When I'm done praying, I'll come back and ask if you're working."
As soon as these guards heard this, they were like runaway wild horses. It was rare for them to command such indulgence. They swarmed to the spring and threw the things they had already prepared into the spring
Behind him, there were laughter and the cry of marriage failure. Qin Wuyan looked at them one by one, and had a panoramic view of their joys and sorrows.
He boarded the Lingquan platform, lifted his clothes and knelt down in front of the tap carved with huge stones. His hands were clasped and his face was full of piety: "I pray that God will protect my wife Zhuang Xiaoyu's health, happiness and happiness in her life. If there is illness and disaster, I am willing to bear all for her..."
The black-and-white chess on the table has been mixed randomly. The boy is baking sweet potato in the charcoal basin, and the fragrance comes out one after another.Min Rui is sitting at the table, studying ink and drawing. The frame and outline of the painting have come out. There is a plum outside the window. Inside the window is the slender figure of the woman.The former uncle's face is smiling, and his temples are cut like knives. His thin and handsome face is full of tenderness. Although he only occasionally looks up at Zhuang Xiaoyu, he seems to have been waiting for such a warm and silent moment for a long time, so he looks satisfied.The boy pulled out a roasted black sweet potato with a branch and handed it to Yu Sui: "Miss Yu Sui, do you want to eat it?"Yu Sui put her cape behind Zhuang Xiaoyu, put the heater in her hand, wrapped the sweet potato with a handkerchief, pulled out the black shell, and fed it to Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips: "Miss, taste it, sweet potato is very delicious."Zhuang Xiaoyu took a bite and immediately took all the hot sweet potatoes from Yu Sui's hand. He ate them with relish and muttered vaguely: "I don't know when the snow will stop. If it doesn't stop, I'm afraid I'll stay here for three or four days."Min Rui smell speech, lift Mou toward Zhuang Xiaoyu to see past, just about to say something, one eye then see her white small face is stained with black ash, can't help pursing lips, silent smile.Yu Sui also used a stick to pick and pull in the fire: "just stay for a few days. I haven't come out to play for a long time, so I think it's a distraction."Zhuang Xiaoyu's voice went down: "just worried about my father's body..."Smell speech, jade broken then silent, just will bake another sweet potato with a branch fiddle rolled to Zhuang Xiaoyu's feetThe room is full of joyQin Wuyan waded through mountains and rivers for three or four days, and the snowflakes fell on his head. He took off his cloak and looked at the stone tablet with three big characters of lingquantai not far away. His eyes fell on the old lintel, and he couldn't help frowning."Here it is." After inquiring about the pilgrims inside, the guard ran over excitedly, "this holy fountain platform is named because of a spring eye. Beside the spring eye, a holy fountain platform is built, with fog lingering on it. Many people kneel on it to pray.Many people around the spring throw things into it. They are all young believers who ask about their marriageThe young guard was very excited, and thought that Guiwei commander should not be interested in these, so he quickly stopped.Who knows Qin Wuyan is quite interested in shaking the reins, clip clip horse belly: "go in."The guard quickly turned over and got on the horse, and the party arrived at the gate. After turning over and getting off the horse, they handed the reins to the people behind them, leaving some of the guards at the gate and taking the rest of the guards into the gate.Qin Wuyan first looked at the smoky platform and said to the guard behind him, "I'm the only one to pray for blessings. If you want to ask about your marriage, you can go to the holy spring and ask. When I'm done praying, I'll come back and ask if you're working."As soon as these guards heard this, they were like runaway wild horses. It was rare for them to command such indulgence. They swarmed to the spring and threw the things they had already prepared into the springBehind him, there were laughter and the cry of marriage failure. Qin Wuyan looked at them one by one, and had a panoramic view of their joys and sorrows.He boarded the Lingquan platform, lifted his clothes and knelt down in front of the tap carved with huge stones. His hands were clasped and his face was full of piety: "I pray that God will protect my wife Zhuang Xiaoyu's health, happiness and happiness in her life. If there is illness and disaster, I am willing to bear all for her..."
