Rebirth of the Three Kingdoms: Guan Ping's new biography

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The two looked at each other and burst into laughter. Then they both accelerated their horses and ran quickly. After a while, they arrived at Zhang Liao's mansion.

Pushing open the door and entering, she saw Ms. Liu leading several maids to dry cloth at the door. Seeing her husband return, Ms. Liu was overjoyed and called her son as she came up to him.

Old people and young people poured out from the house. The maid supported Zhang Hu and Mrs. Zhang came out. One stumbled and the other trembled.

Guan Feng was supporting Mrs. Zhang on the side. Today's Guan Feng is wearing a plain dark curved dress, but her hair is not the flying sideburns or ponytails that were popular among ladies at that time, but just slanted hair.

After walking around the city a few times, it flows on your shoulders. It adds a sense of elegance and dignity.[

Guan Ping still remembered that Guan Feng at that time was not the demure woman in front of him. She seemed to have endless energy and curiosity. She followed Guan Ping around every day and never calmed down for a moment.

Under Guan Yu's supervision, Guan Ping stood on horseback, bare-chested, facing the scorching sun, shouting and exercising his strength. Guan Feng stood by him from time to time, carrying water and wiping his sweat.

As soon as Guan Ping had time, Guan Feng was clamoring to go out to play, first in the Xuzhou market, and then in the surrounding lakes and hills of Xuzhou.

The means of transportation also changed from walking at the beginning to riding horses later, and the reason why Guan Feng clung to Guan Ping's arms was also the reason - Guan Feng couldn't ride a horse, and every time they went out, they were both on the same horse.

After being so crazy for a year, one day, Guan Feng suddenly changed his temper and hid at home all day long, wondering what he was doing.

But Guan Ping still remembers that after a month of this, Guan Ping had gradually become accustomed to the days of practicing alone and silently. Then on that afternoon, that sunny afternoon, when Guan Ping was sweating profusely and sitting on the sidelines tired.

, when I was wiping sweat with my old underwear that could no longer be used.

In the far corner, I saw a person walking out timidly, with a pair of dark eyes, pouting a little aggrievedly, and even the baby fat on his cheeks was bulging. Under the sunlight, a piece of

Crimson.

She was holding a large bunch of messy things in her hands. Guan Ping looked at them vaguely, some of them looked like clothes, eh...

"Brother, I made this for you." Guan Feng carefully stuffed the clothes over, grumbled in his throat, and explained sarcastically: "That day, Feng'er saw that her brother's clothes were torn, and her mother didn't give them to her.

Brother made up for it, so..."

The little girl paused for a moment, her small nose shrugged, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Feng'er obviously imitated my mother's style, but I don't know what's going on. Those shabby clothes...

At this point, Guan Feng was extremely aggrieved, his eyes were red, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.

"Then...that shabby clothes doesn't listen...listen to Feng'er, it doesn't...

When Guan Feng choked up and finished this paragraph, Guan Ping, who had been depressed for more than ten days because he was scolded by Guan Yu, suddenly felt that all the grievances and hardships were nothing.

He carefully put his sister into his arms, looking at the needle marks on her hands, his Adam's apple was choked and his eyes were moist.

The restless Guan Feng, because she had to make clothes for her brother, stayed in her room without leaving the house, and relied on her impressions to make clothes, underwear, belts, socks, headscarves... Since there was no one to teach her, she was naturally clumsy, so she had to

The stitches were removed and my fingers were pricked with blood every day.

In his previous life, Guan Ping had an introverted personality. Although he loved his extremely clingy sister, he still found it annoying at times. When he was in a low mood, he couldn't help scolding her.

At this time, Guan Ping, who had been moved to the point of being half stupid, was afraid that the rust on the needle would cause tetanus, so he could only put the little girl's finger into his mouth and suck it over and over again, using this most primitive method to avoid the risk.

Although they didn't say it clearly, they both understood vaguely in their hearts: on that sunny afternoon, when a boy was sucking silently and a girl was blushing.[

A certain emotion has changed, a certain emotion has quietly grown...