Legend of Hua Buqi

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At least if you do n’t give up, you can be sure that once the Seventh Prince knows, he will never agree to Chen Yu being with her.

Recalling what Yu Yu said in the rainy night, he did not give up the palpitations. Is it his sister, it seems that there is not much possibility between her and him.

Because he is an imperial family, a worldly son. He cannot be the master of major marriage matters. Perhaps it was the empress, the emperor gave marriage. Maybe the Seventh Prince set his marriage. Either way, her good deeds are not her turn.

Don't abandon the sad thoughts, like a duckweed without roots in this world. Mother died early, and Master Mo died early. The mother's house was burnt down by Mrs. Mo, leaving Liu Mingyue, who could be called an aunt, as if she had no feelings for her. It is naturally impossible for Mofu to keep her. Mrs. Mo hated her and wanted her to die. And Moruo Fei, apparently, Brother Shan's life will never break Mo Family's affection and care for her because she was a little bit of the previous life.

And now, the governors of Zhu House and Haibo want to find the root for her. Find a new identity. This is her chance.

Do not give up more than ever desire to have a new identity.

Because of this new identity, she will be able to ascend in one step.

The granddaughter of the Zhu family, the richest man in Jiangnan, the tenth generation heir. Perhaps she was not only given strength but also eliminated the distance between her and Chen Yu.

Looking at the little white sails on the Suzhou River, I don't give up the infinite longing and hope for the future.

It's also shameless to think about it, just go to Zhu Mansion and figure out why Uncle Ji left home. Uncle Zhu Ba insisted on not recognizing her. He always rewards her with gold and silver when he drives her away? A few executives and Haibo are always sorry to give her a house to live in peace? Chen Yu can't really pursue it, so let's be unrequited!

It is a step back in the sky and the sky. What does she give up? Originally a girl with nothing. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. Do not give up feeling that I will make money anyway.

Now she eats, drinks, and has beautiful views. There are big family gossips for entertainment. Her life is easy.

At this moment, I turned my head on the roof of the second floor and looked at the old man crying under the wall, and I laughed in my heart: "The rabbit finally hit the hunter's gun."

She turned her head down, to the left was a large bamboo forest, deep and dense. Through the wall, she entered the yard where she lived. A curved white wall and black eaves can be seen vaguely from the gap. Outside the courtyard wall is the Suzhou River, and the only place where the old man stands is a channel separated by two courtyard walls leading to the outside. She understood that the old man deliberately found a lonely place where no one was crying.

Hua Bugui walked around his room, put a wooden box in his arms, and carried a bamboo basket out of the yard. She wore a white floral-dyed undergarment and combed two buns. Like the little girl in Zhu's house. She intends to have an unexpected encounter with Uncle Zhu Ba.

The cry of Uncle Zhu Ba has changed from a downpour to a raindrop plantain. He drew his head with red eyes and occasionally twitched, sucking his nose. Depending on the situation, he wanted to wait until his eyes were not red or swollen before he could see someone.

Without giving up, he raised a curious face and walked with concern. A girl who went to the bamboo forest and wanted to break the bamboo shoots met a sad and crying old man. It was natural for him to step forward and ask him what was wrong.

Uncle Zhu Ba heard the footsteps and jumped with red eyes: "Which wild girl are you in?" Don't you know the rules? "

He froze after yelling at this sentence.

A touch of sunlight fell into the little girl's eyes from between the two walls. Her double pupils reflected the verdant green of the bamboo forest, like a piece of jadeite incomparably quiet. There was light all over his face, a light that irritated his eyes again and wanted to cry.

Uncle Zhu Ba stared at her in a lost soul, as if she had forgotten the purpose of secretly running here.

Bing blinked and said embarrassedly, "You keep crying when I don't see it."

Uncle Zhu Ba scolded and scolded: "How can you see it when you see it clearly? Go and get some food for me! I'm hungry!"

Don't abandon a timely expression of surprise. She glanced cautiously and said in the voice of the little white rabbit: "I don't know you yet."

Uncle Zhu Ba was stunned for a while, sitting on the Linglong Stone with a bitter face: "But I'm hungry. Looking at my age, can't you overeat me?"

A face is purely naive, and an expression is honest and pitiful. Two lions with rabbits looked at each other. Everyone is guessing whether the other party is a rabbit skin lion heart, or a lion heart rabbit skin.

Without giving up his head, he groaned, and took out the wooden box from his arms and smiled: "Someone gave me a box of sugar man, you should eat one if you are hungry."

She opened the box, and inside it were eight sugar-height sugar figures. The pouring is delicate and meticulous, and the connected sugar filaments are brought to life. This was brought to her by Zhu Lang, the general manager of Yunlang. I didn't abandon sitting on the blue stone floor. I cherished and looked at it again. I remembered the situation that Yun Lang said that the story of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea made her laugh.

Yun Lang knew she was not dead, and Haibo said he would never reveal it.

When Haibo said this, he brought a little bit of clarity, a little meaningful. If you don't give up, you can only pretend that you don't understand. Anyway, she was very moved.

"Hello, isn't it for me? Why, can't you bear it?" Mr. Zhu also sat on the blue stone floor, scornfully watching the non-abandoned fingers move from He Xiangu to Zhang Guolao, and from Lancaihe to Lu Dongbin, then startled, did not know what he was thinking. He secretly said she was stingy! But the cautious look was so familiar that he liked it, and his heart was a little sour.

Without giving up, God sighed and handed He Xiangu to him: "Here."

She packed the wooden box and placed it in her arms cherishly, and walked into the bamboo forest without looking back.

It takes a little bit of bait to catch the fish. She is not in a hurry.

Uncle Zhu Ba thought the same way. After picking up the sugar man, he walked slowly down the path.

The sugar man is sweet, and he hasn't been so happy in a long time. However, Uncle Zhu Ba stopped suddenly and squinted to look back at Zhu Lin and hummed.

He stuffed the sugar man's brain into his mouth and muttered vaguely: "Why choose He Xiangu? Well, He Xiangu wants to go down, the Six Gods have no Lord! Why do I say that I have Six Gods?

The girl actually recognized him, and Mr. Zhu gradually became interested in his eyes.

At this time, the bamboo forest did not give up and porridge laughed out loud. She hasn't performed such a lame act in a long time. Obviously, Uncle Zhu Ba knew that she lived in the courtyard of Uncle Jiu, and who was hitting whose muzzle today was not sure.

From this day, a peaceful life does not give up a trace of ripples. If Grandpa Zhu continues to appear tomorrow, it will be very interesting.

Don't give up and wait for the rabbit.

She believes that the curious Mr. Zhu Ba will appear again. An old man who knew only the death of his only son would try to find out the news of her son from her mouth.

Another beautiful early summer morning. The green vines fell from the wall, and the sun dyed every green leaf. Not abandoning the little girl carrying a bamboo basket and humming mushrooms, she walked up the wall path.

There are two backrest bamboo lounge chairs in the center of the clip wall, a bamboo table, and two bowls of tea. Grandpa Zhu Ba closed his eyes in the sun.

His eyes brightened, his smile brightened. She walked over to the empty bamboo lounge chair and said, "Early, old man! You really will choose a place!"

He picked up the tea and took a sip. The temperature of the tea is just right, the soup is bright, the entrance is fragrant, and the tea cup is as white as jade. "Good tea! I saw the tea upstairs as soon as it was brewed, but it really didn't hurt my mouth at this time."

Uncle Zhu Ba opened her eyes and looked at her, slowly said: "You drank my tea, you must invite me to dinner!"

Do not abandon closing your eyes, the warm sun is just right on the face. She humbled her hand.

"What do you mean?"

Explain patiently: "Give money."

"I invite you to drink tea! Twelve silver packs of Mingqianlong snow buds, used to collect snow on winter plum blossom stamens, and the emperor Jiangxin white porcelain teacups. This cup of tea is worth at least ten Two silvers! "

"Did you make the tea? I made the rice by myself. What would you pay for some artificial money? Or, tomorrow, I will ask Haibo to make you a cup of tea?"

Uncle Zhu Ba thought about it and thought it would make sense not to give up. He sighed and took a long time in his arms to find a purse. He dug in the purse for another half day and found only a few golden beans in it. Huang Chengcheng's color is extremely delicate. He chose and chose, and finally chose the smallest distressed one and gave it to him. "I don't eat birds that fly in the sky, fish that swim in the water. I don't eat the vegetables that grow in the field, and I don't eat the livestock that people feed."

"It's really demanding!" Do not abandon the golden beans to take a bite next to your teeth, looking at the small tooth marks on it with satisfaction. She smiled and said: "Old man, I am not familiar with the house, you go to get a pot to make some condiments. No one in the bamboo forest, how about I invite you to cook in the bamboo forest ?!"

"I already paid, why should I get the pot and sauce?" Mr. Zhu Ba did not do it.

Without giving up, he shot Jin Dou Zi in his hand: "Without the pot and without the seasoning, would it be possible for me to fry the fish in the palm of my hand? Don't eat and pull down."

She hurried away, Grandpa Zhu defeated again, carefully put the golden beans in the purse, and smiled cunningly: "This is the pot and seasoning money!"

He refused to stop him: "Why don't you have to cook your own picnic? It's boring to call the next person. The spice you made is more fragrant! Really, I don't lie to you. Don't believe it, you know it by trying . "

Since Mr. Zhu Ba was born, he has never done any housework by himself. He didn't hesitate to talk about the freshness, and he had some unspeakable calculations in his heart. He actually stood up obediently and swiftly smoked along the wall.

Do not give up and sigh gently. Uncle Zhu Ba ’s smile reminded her of Hua Jiu, who was sitting in Qiaotou, basking in the sun, catching lice and eating bowls of Yangchun noodles. She murmured: "Nine Uncle, I'm at your house. I invited your dad to dinner at noon today. Are you asking him to eat a **** or a snake? If you don't adjust him, I'm always in a hurry. ! "

Half an hour later, Mr. Zhu Ba gasped for the iron pan.

He gave a smile and looked at the sweaty old man. A glance at the old man carrying a sling on his shoulder. Waved his hand: "Let's go!"

At this time she remembered the students who went to cook at the previous life. I felt like a leader's teacher, but the old man was not wearing a red scarf around his neck.

The location of the picnic was selected behind a few bamboo forests. Suzhou River water was introduced from the iron fence below the fence. The water in the ditch was extremely calm, a few weeping grasses were wiggling softly, and a few pieces of bamboo leaves were blown by the wind, and the money flowed into the house.

Uncle Zhu Ba was so big that he had never carried so many things today, so tired that he sat on the ground and wiped his sweat and gasped.

Do not give up whispering: "If you grow so fat, you will not be afraid of inconvenience!"

Uncle Zhu Ba thought there was nothing inconvenient. Some of them are silver, so they can take a sedan and a wheelchair without going. It is not a problem to let people carry away. He suddenly dismissed his dissatisfaction with him, licking his lips and said: "I am thirsty, you make tea for me!"

Without giving a glance at the bright and bright water in the ditch, Grandpa Zhu Ba waved his hand: "It's not too thirsty, I just wait for it."

Cunning! Don't give up thinking a little disdainfully, there is no pollution in this world. Isn't it good to drink with Jiushu for so many years? She picked up the pot and took water from the ditch. Picked up two stones and blocked the stove, and ignited to cook something.

Uncle Zhu Ba looked at her curiously and threw the cut bamboo shoots into the pot, and put some white net-like things: "What is this?"

"Bamboo fungus! Boiling soup is particularly delicious." Bu Yi explained, "You said, don't eat vegetables grown in the field. This is grown on withered bamboo roots. Fortunately, this bamboo forest is big, actually I found a lot. "

Uncle Zhu Ba was born with a golden spoon in it. He had eaten bamboo fungus and knew it was a famous dish, but he never knew what it looked like, not to mention that it grew on the dried bamboo roots. He looked carefully at the bamboo fungus floating in the water and asked, "How do you know?"

He raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "I know everything I can eat on the mountain. After the rain in spring, Jiushu and I love to shoot bamboo shoots, pick bamboo fungus, and bamboo fungus eggs in the bamboo forest. There are wild fungus and grass ruthenium , There are many mushrooms. "

Uncle Zhu Ba froze, thinking about what he had said, and muttered, "Xiaojiu, will you go up the mountain and collect mushrooms?"

There was a slight smirk in his eyes, and he said quickly: "Nine Uncle may have dried up, not just going up the mountain to pick mushrooms and picking wild vegetables. He is a good hand at catching voles. You must know that winter voles love to be in the hole. Store food in it. Dig a hole and eat rice in addition to meat. Peel the whole body of lean meat, stew it in a pot and call it incense! Gee! "