Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Jixiang said: "At that time, the housekeeper Song put down his things and left, and said that the county's dayboat was tired, so I would not disturb the county's sleep."

Mu Nanzhi sucked his nose: "What did he send over?"

Jixiang handed the whole food container over, and the food container was bigger than the ordinary food container. Jixiang also gasped before moving.

"Look at the lord, it's all here."

Mu Nanzhi was too busy to open the food container. The first layer was candied fruit and dried fruit, the second layer was colored pastries, the third layer was covered with a thin mattress, and the red litchi, coriander, and grapes were covered with crushed ice. There is only one letter on the fourth floor.

As soon as Mu Nanzhi opened the stationery, he recognized Lu Zhishan's handwriting, and his eyes burst into tears.

囡囡:

See words like meeting.

My brother's writing is still a child for three moments.

何 Where is the moment? Can I get out of the city gate? To Changting?

I have been in Dali for 12 years. I have lived in a different country and are lonely and lonely. I should have been more pitiful. However, due to the unevenness of the southern border, my younger brother left the Beijing boss to return home, but he was unable to take care of it. Brothers are ashamed, but they don't hate brothers because of their memories.

Wherever I go, travelling thousands of miles is really hard work. All the brothers along the way have been properly prepared. I do n’t need to think about it. The scenery along the way is not to be missed. Yanshan is magnificent, the desert is setting sun, the summer is lush in the north, the Yellow River is nine. Qushui sky ...

Wang Xun lightly rejoiced all the way.

My brother shook his eyebrows every now and then in Zhu Shiyao.

Also ask the aunt Huang.

Brother Yongzhan

...

"Shir, you ... what's wrong with you?" Auspiciously seeing Mu Nanzhi's tears falling like soybeans crackling down, shocked and said unfavorably, "Shir, don't cry, don't cry. "

Mu Nanzhi stared at the letter with tears in his eyes, staring at the neatly written words on it, and the whole heart was full of sourness.

...

"Cousin, did you write the caption on this picture?"

"Well, what do you think?"

"I don't have any opinion about it. You write too scribbled. I don't recognize it. I can only recognize your payment. These two words are eternal."

"I'll be a full writer after that."

"No, your cousin is actually very good at writing. I ca n’t recognize Long Feifeng's silver-hook iron paintings, but I also think it looks so good, but cousin will be more careful when you write to me in the future."

"it is good."

"But I don't think there's a good chance. Let's take two streets each. I've been in the house in the morning and you'll know it before noon."

"There will always be opportunities."

...

Mu Nanzhi's tears kept on, Jixiang anxiously slammed his feet: "Shire Lord, what the **** is wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable? Shire Lord you say something!"

"Auspicious, I don't want to go back to Beidi!" Mu Nan embraced auspiciously, crying on the auspicious shoulders and crying, "I don't want to go! I don't want to go! I don't want to go anywhere!"

Auspicious was so busy patting Mu Nanzhi's back softly and comfortingly: "The county master doesn't have to be so sad, we are back in September, the county master don't be sad."

Mu Nanzhi sobbed on the auspicious shoulder: "You don't know, I can't bear it, I can't bear it ..."

"What is the county owner reluctant to do?"

Mu Nanzhi didn't answer, just shook his head and sobbed.

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Jiasheng at the end of July in 20 years

The main party of Anle County arrived at the Imperial City of the North.

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