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"What do you do with firecrackers early in the morning." Tao Yu'er was also awakened by the crackling, rubbing his temples and pushing the door out.

Yue Dadao greeted her and held her back, and said with a smile: "Madam, don't blame it, I didn't mean it."

"Looking at the appearance of your hippie smiling face, there is no way of apologizing." Tao Yuer poked her forehead, "Are you bullying Ah Liu again?"

"I didn't bully him." Yue Dadao said, "He is stupid."

Ah Liu swept the dust on his clothes, went back to the room to change clothes, and didn't bother to care about this little girl.

Yue Dadao was in a good mood. He took Tao Yu'er out to watch the spring festival couplets and red lanterns. He cleaned the withered grass in the yard and volunteered to make the New Year's Eve dinner.

Ah Liu held his arms: "You are not allowed to enter the kitchen."

Yue Dadao made a grimace at him, and he was not allowed to enter. He was kind enough to help you. There were many problems.

"Come here." Tao Yuer sat in the courtyard and called Lu Chai to her side. "This complexion looks much better than before, and his face is ruddy and radiant. I think I should have had a good sleep last night."

Xiao Lan didn't change his face, and sat drinking tea.

Lu Chai responded, and didn't know how to answer. Just because he had done a good thing with him, the next day he looked so bright, no matter how he listened, it was a little unspeakable... embarrassing.

Tao Yu'er smiled again: "Why is your face red."

Lu Zhui replied: "Take too much medicine."

Xiao Lan interrupted: "This is the 30th year of the year. Can my mother be a red bean sweet potato?"

Tao Yuer was stunned, and sighed: "So you still remember it."

"How can I forget." Xiao Lan said, "When I was young, my mother would do it every Chinese New Year."

"I'll go to the kitchen and have a look." Tao Yuer patted Lu Chai's hand and said, "It just so happens that Mingyu will taste it too."

Lu Chai nodded: "Thank you, madam."

When Tao Yu'er entered the kitchen, Xiao Lan just lay on the stone table, looking at him with a narrow smile.

Ruddy and radiant.

Lu Chai took a quick hand from the melon seeds on the table, and a gust of wind swept across his fingers, tearing the cold winter air into a gap.

Xiao Lan flashed past, watching the melon seed deeply embedded in the trunk behind him, widened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Hey, you murdered your husband."

Lu Chai slapped the stone table with one hand and shook Qingfeng's scabbard three inches away. He grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and twitched it, buzzing constantly, and the cold light was dazzling.

Xiao Lan stepped back two steps and grasped his wrist: "Don't make trouble, you still have a shoulder injury."

Lu Zhui said, "So you are only allowed to use one hand."

Xiao Lan said, "But you also got hurt last night—"

Before he could finish a sentence, the person on the other side took the shot first, Qingfeng Longsword with a bit of bitter sword aura, nine minutes of unreasonable irritation turned into anger, and the silver dragon roared towards him.

Xiao Lan couldn't laugh or cry, but when he saw that his eyes were angry and smiling, like a child, he accompanied him to make trouble. The Ujin long whip in his hand was shining in the winter sun, he tied the person around his waist, gently pulled it into his arms, and took the flying body out of the small courtyard.

When the others heard the movement, they drove out the door and saw the two competing outside. One is like a black harrier with wings spread, and the other is like a light snow goose. Wujin whips around the Qingfeng sword, fighting hard to separate.

Ah Liu said anxiously, "Why are you fighting, and you are still injured."

"Lan'er is well-measured." Tao Yuer was not in a hurry, and said with a smile, "Let's go and make trouble. I haven't fought like this for a long time, so I'll just relax my muscles."

After dozens of moves, the two had no intention to stop. Tao Yuer went back to the kitchen to look at the pot, leaving A Liu and Yue Dadao squatting on the threshold, looking up together in awe.

"It turns out that the martial arts in the Central Plains are so good at kung fu." Yue Dadao said.

Ah Liu corrected: "There are not many people as powerful as my second master."

"What about you, how are your skills?" Yue Dadao asked.

A Liu glanced at her diagonally: "Do you want to compare?"

"Really?" Yue Dadao was happy at first, but then shook his head in frustration, "No, everyone said when I went out, I can't fight casually, otherwise I won't get married."

A Liu coughed twice, and said, "Just that handsome and chivalrous thin Yuntian plume?"

"What's so handsome and extraordinary, I haven't seen it until now." Yue Dadao drew a circle on the ground, leaving the grass stems and sullenly, "Forget it, if you don't meet it, you won't meet it. It's 30 years old today. I will not marry."

A Liu Gong Gong said: "You never thought about it. Maybe the fortune-teller fooled you? Seeing that you were anxious to marry, I made up a nice name for you to find. Even if you can't find it, he doesn't count it. No, it’s because your own life is bad, and you won’t be able to smash the stall."

"You don't know, his fortune-telling is accurate." Yue Dadao threw something to him, "I won't talk about this, give it to you."

"What?" Ah Liu caught it and saw a small red paper bag.

"Marriage Talisman." Yue Dadao said, "If you finally ask for it, you can give it to your sweetheart and it will last forever. Anyway, I can't use it anyway. Seeing you are not bad, you can give it to the girl you like."

Ah Liu asked: "Is the spirit working?"

"Of course it's good!" Yue Dadao pushed him, "I'm hungry, and the marriage talisman is given to you. Let me cook a bowl of noodles."

Ah Liu put the red paper bag into his sleeve, turned around and went into the kitchen. After cooking the noodles, he did not forget to add an egg, which was still double yellow.

"Look, isn't your luck?" A Liu handed him the big sea bowl, "Don't cry."

"Double-yolk eggs are good luck." Yue Dadao muttered, lowering his head to eat the noodles.

The taste is not bad.

Xiao Lan slapped his chest, Lu Chai tried to avoid him, but he just grabbed his arm, a tiny internal force penetrated the veins, and half of his body was paralyzed for a moment.

The Qingfeng Sword "dangling" landed, Xiao Lan took the opportunity to lead people to the ground: "Don't make trouble."

Lu Zhui knocked on him: "It's easy to use one hand."

Xiao Lan said innocently: "I'm just with one hand."

Lu asked: "Whether the left hand and the left hand take turns is one hand?"

Xiao Lan replied: "Yes."

Lu Zhui looked at him for a while, and felt that this man seemed a bit thick.

Xiao Lan picked up the Breeze Sword from the ground, coaxed and deceived, and dragged the person back to the small courtyard.

On New Year’s Eve, everyone wanted to go home early for a reunion dinner, and the market under the mountain was harvested early. Before the sun went down, the streets were already empty, and the doors of every house were locked, only the noise of laughter and the fragrant food in the courtyard, which stained the empty city of Frost.

Qiu Peng pointed the orchid, carefully skimmed the froth in the cup with the lid of the tea bowl, and giggled: "No wonder Aunt Gui, I have been waiting for so many days, and no one of you has come to look for me, so I had to find it myself. Up."

"What's the matter with Master Qiu looking for the old man?" Aunt Gui asked coldly.

Qiu Peng said, "It's clearly your heart-hearted apprentice who came to recruit me first, which made me feel happy, and I thought it was good meat. If you are angry, it should be my husband's anger."

Aunt Gui's expression became more and more unhappy: "If Master Qiu just wants to come here to complain, then the old man will only have to see off guests."

"Don't worry now." Qiu Peng put down the tea bowl, "Aunt Gui didn't want to know, why did I find out the true identity of that Young Master Xiao? He acted so well that he didn't show his feet."

Aunt Gui's expression slowed down a bit: "Why?"

Qiu Peng patted twice, and a person came in from outside the door.

White-clothed jade fan, black hair and ink pupils, he is also in his early twenties. Not only does his dress look similar to Lu Chau, but his eyebrows and eyes are also somewhat similar. The only difference is his temperament. It is not polite, but seductive, and even more charming. Poor look.

Aunt Gui said: "It turned out to be Young Master Ji."

Ji Hao bowed his hand to salute: "I haven't seen it for many years. It turns out Aunt Gui still remembers me. Ji is really flattered."

"If Master Ji hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid I would still be kept in the dark." Qiu Peng said, "But this matter will pass. I came today because I heard that my aunt's heart-hearted apprentice did not hesitate to start with the same door for Lu Mingyu. , Such a person is afraid that he will not be the head in the future."

Aunt Gui sneered: "Lan'er can't be, is it possible that Master Qiu still wants to be."

"What am I doing? Auntie can really laugh." Qiu Peng sat upright and said, "My trip is really kind. If the poison in Mingyue's tomb is not easy to use, Xiao Lan will never forget the pattern in his heart. Instead of interfering with the vague shadow, it is better to think of a separate way."

Aunt Gui asked: "What is the method?"

Qiu Peng stretched out his hand and pointed, "Aunt Gui feels that Master Ji is not like Lu Mingyu?"

Ji Hao smiled slightly, the brilliance of his eyes flowed, and his white clothing was like frost and snow, but he could really overlap with the boy in the dark grave of the past.

Aunt Gui shook her head: "Lan'er is not that easy to lie."

"You have to figure out a way." Qiu Peng said, "You have to cut Lu Mingyu from his heart, or simply replace him with another person, so that you and I can do things conveniently, right?"

Aunt Gui raised her eyebrows: "You and me?"

"I want to benefit." Qiu Peng approached her, with blood-red lips as if she had just finished eating, "However, this little benefit, compared to what my aunt will get in the future, is really a fraction of a fraction. Don't worry, I'm never greedy. ."

"Where is the son of Ji?" Aunt Gui raised her eyes, "Come from Guyang Island in Beihai all the way from the north sea, surely there is something to do, right?"

Ji Hao looked lazy, leaning on his chair and playing with the crude tea cup in his hand: "What I want is even simpler."

Qiu Peng laughed in a low voice, his eyes were vicious, "Don't worry, aunt, he doesn't ask for anything else, just Lu Mingyu's head."

There was a faint sound of firecrackers in the distance, the green smoke curled up, and the streets and alleys were caged.

The sky gradually darkened, Ah Liu opened the basket, and a rush of heat rushed towards his face. The hooves were steamed red and bright, and even Lu Zhui couldn't help but come over and ask, "When can we start the meal?"

"That's it." Ah Liu sucked the soup on his thumb, took a piece of meat and handed it over, "Come on, dad, take a bite first."

Lu Chai chewed his cheeks, "Thank you."

Ah Liu put down the curtain, made another small bowl of sweet glutinous rice for him, and fished a chicken leg in the pot by the way.

Xiao Lan waited in the house for a long time without seeing anyone coming back, so she found the kitchen, opened the curtain and looked at "Puff" and laughed: "It's too much."

Lu Chai sat on the small bench and hooked his fingers at him.

Xiao Lan squatted in front of him.

Lu Chai fed a spoonful of glutinous rice and said, "I'm hungry."

"Knowing that you are hungry, just tell me that I will come to the kitchen to pick it up and sit in this dark little corner to eat." Xiao Lan wiped off a little soot from his face with his sleeve. I abused you."

Lu Zhui looked at him and smiled.

Ah Liu was very suspicious of his shovel beside him, why he stared at each other without talking, and what kind of look was this.

So he said solemnly: "Cough!"

"Go call your mother and Miss Yue, it's time to eat." Lu Chai said, "After the reunion dinner earlier, I still have to make dumplings."

Xiao Lan agreed and got up out of the kitchen.

Ah Liu quickly dropped his plate and squatted beside Lu Zhui and said, "Father."

Lu Zhui gave him the empty bowl: "Don't ask anything!"

A Liu scratched his heart and raised a finger: "I ask one question, just one."

Lu Zhui pinched his mouth: "Don't ask half of it."

Ah Liu was crying, really.

Lu Chai decisively left the kitchen, and even tripped on the threshold when he went out.

A Liu watched him back to the hall all the way, worried.

At this time, I knew that Lin Wei was still useful.

At least I can help analyze whether Dad really wants to get that Xiao Xiao as his son.

"Sie!" Xiao Lan itchy nose.

Lu Chai entered the room and hugged him.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Lan patted him on the back.

Lu Zhui looked up: "A Liu seems to see the clue."

"Just for this?" Xiao Lan was amused: "You feed me in front of him, and you are ready to confess."

Lu Zhui buried his face on his chest and took a deep breath.

That's also nervous.

"It's time for dinner!" Yue Dadao called in the courtyard.

There are three or four braziers in the hall, among which there is a copper hot pot gurgling, there is no shortage of chicken, duck and fish all around, and there is even a small jar of wine.

Tao Yuer pulled Lu Chase's hand and said with emotion: "After so many years, I can finally have a decent reunion dinner."

"Then Madam, eat more." Lu Chau smiled, "Every year from now on, I will accompany Madam to eat this reunion dinner, okay?"

"This is what you said, so many people have heard it." Tao Yuer's eyes flushed, and he was amused again. "If one year is not willing to come, I will let Lan'er tie you."

Lu Chai raised the glass in front of him: "Then I will toast Madam a glass first."

Tao Yuer touched him, and the two drank it, but Lu Zhui frowned—why the taste was so weak.

Xiao Lan and A Liu were both looking at him opposite.

There is injury, can not drink.

Just drink water.

Lu Zhui: "..."

After a reunion dinner, the sky outside was completely dark. Tao Yuer told Lu Chai to go back to the room and rest first, saying that he would come out to cook dumplings later.

Lu Zhui was lying on the table, his cheeks flushed.

Xiao Lan asked, "Drink too much?"

"Too much water." Lu Chai looked at him with his head supported.

Xiao Lan squeezed his nose: "A cup of pear blossom white is mixed with a pot of water, there is also wine in it."

Lu Chai nodded: "Then we won't open a shop to sell clothes and tea in the future. It's better to change it into a wine shop and just add water to it according to your method. If you want to make a fortune in half a year."

The candlelight was dimly yellow, and the whole person was warm and likable. Xiao Lan hugged him and sat on her lap: "It looks good."

Lu Chau smiled: "Yeah." I know I look good.

The biting cold wind was blocked by the window and hovered for a long time before he was unwilling to leave. The warmth in the room was warm, Lu Chai closed his eyes, and kissed him deeply and deeply.

Xiao Lan locked the person tightly in her arms, dragging her slender waist with her palm, unwilling to loosen the slightest.

The scent of incense and medicine came from the tip of his nose, which was unique to him. The taste between his lips and teeth was sweet. Holding his fingers clean and slender, such a beautiful person, how could he have forgotten in the first place, and how willing to forget.

After a kiss, Lu asked, "What are you thinking?"

Xiao Lan collided with his forehead, and his voice was low and mute, as if he was speaking to himself: "No matter what happens in the future, I will never leave you or forget you again."

The corner of Lu Chai's mouth curled: "Yeah."

Xiao Lan hugged people tighter, and drove all the turmoil out of his mind, just wanting to build a square inch of paradise with his arms, so that he can stay in peace, grow flowers and drink tea, and worry-free forever.