Traveling through the early Tang Dynasty starts with hanging

Chapter 177 Five Fingers Mountain

It was already late at night, and a few lonely lights shone on the window, reflecting two figures.

"Li Langjun is indeed a talented man. Although he claims that he is not a child of the family, but..." Su Mu paused, and said softly: "These days, the two of you are quite... You have to stay in Chang'an before we talk about it." .”

Cough cough, mother of Su is the same way, the kid at the door has already eaten the meat, and now his old lady refuses to recognize him, does it make Li Shan bear the reputation of being unfilial?
Sitting by the couch, Mrs. Zhou's face was pale and her eyes were dull. She had been busy since dinner until just now, and she kept her hands and feet, but she didn't say a word.

"Dong dong dong."

The knock on the door stunned the two women in the back room. It's so late, and someone else came to the door?
Su Dingfang outside had already opened the door, "Huiren..."

Li Shan smiled and looked at the room with his head. His heart was itchy as if ants had crawled over him... His eyes were red and swollen, the pear blossoms were raining, he was wearing white clothes, and there were still tears on his face...

What a pretty little widow!

Uh, handsome and widow... It's hard to say which of these two words can arouse a man's desire more.

After staring at it for several times, Li Shancai said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I went to Wei County, and I only washed my head and face during the day..."

Su's mother pursed her lips and smiled, her mind eased, and she pushed Zhou's, "I'm not going to boil the hot water yet."

Since he settled down in Guantao, Li Shan has to take a bath every two days, since Su's mother entrusted the Zhou family... Basically, the ground is wet every night.

Zhou jumped up like a frightened little rabbit, his neck was dyed crimson in panic, and he hurried into the stove.

Li Shan leaned against the wall outside the stove and waited...until he was chased away by the amused mother Su, no way, the little rabbit inside almost set the stove on fire.

That night, the ground in the house was wet again, Li Shan hid on the bed with his arms around Zhou Shi in high spirits.

After the great sorrow and joy, Zhou's heart was determined. In this era, it was her luck to meet such a man.

That's for sure. Marriage in this era pays attention to being well-matched and what benefits it can bring to the family... But the Zhou family has nothing, and she is still a widow.

But the traversers don't pay attention to those, they only look at the side details... such as the face, the figure.

As for identities, Li Shan said that the heroes of the world are only me and Brother Meng De.

"I still want to escape from Wuzhi Mountain..."

After a while, Zhou finally came back to his senses, "Mr. Lang, what is Wuzhishan?"

There is no "Journey to the West" yet, and of course there is no such thing as Wuzhishan... Uh, it's not that there is no such thing now, it will be gone in the future!
Xuanzang even traveled by sea to learn Buddhist scriptures!
Poor Monkey King Monkey King...how about I write it?

"Don't worry, just go back and persuade her. Mother is still looking forward to her grandson... Whether you can please her or not depends on your ability."

Although Zhou is only 19 years old and has the face of his first love, his figure is swaying like a peach whose skin is trembling slightly.

Whenever she was nervous, her body would turn red, her eyes would turn white, and the corners of her mouth would saliva. Li Shan couldn't put it down... How could she let go of such a beauty? !

If God can't take it, you will be blamed instead!

As for the mother's disapproval... Li Shan is not worried at all, my mother, it's not that the son insists on accepting this little widow, it's really the Su family who brought her here.

Although the Su family is a powerful family in the countryside of Shandong, Su Dingfang is a famous general in the world, and he is quite prestigious in Dou Jiande's old army. Mr. Ling Jingling strongly supports it!

Hey, if Ling Jing hears this, will he yell at him, or is he in a complicated mood, it's hard to say.

why?

Because the next morning, Mrs. Zhou got up first, took the clothes to serve Li Shan, and went out to boil water, fetch water, and cook... If it was in the previous life, it would be the kind of good wife who even squeezed toothpaste for her husband. mother.

And Li Shan was sitting there with a big sword, and when he looked up, he saw the granddaughter of Ling Jing, who was nicknamed Ba Nu... It was the one whose clothes were stripped by Li Shan, standing at the door with a complicated expression.

First she stared at Li Shan, and then her eyes fell on Mrs. Zhou who was serving Li Shan to drink porridge. After a while, Ba Nu came in with small steps but firmly... Those children often came here to play, but Ba Nu was still the first Come in once.

Obviously, I heard something... Last night was the first time Mrs. Zhou lived in Li Shan's house.

"Uh... sit down, sit down." Li Shanqian nodded with a smile, "Go and serve a bowl of porridge."

After Mrs. Zhou put a bowl of porridge on the table with a smile and came over with the stool, Ba Nu looked a little confused, and she didn't know how to vent her grievances.

"Li Langjun..."

Tsk tsk, this voice is as sweet as music... Li Shan couldn't help but think of that sentence, voiceless and soft.

"Call me brother in the future." Li Shan coughed twice, and said without words: "Uncle Ling is still on the go, brother Dingfang told him that he is in Beizhou, and we will meet up in two days and leave for Chang'an. Don't worry, everything has been arranged. All right."

Ba Nu is only nine years old this year, but she has beautiful features, black and bright hair, a high nose, and a small beauty mole at the corner of her left mouth. She is an out-and-out beauty.

But Li Shan really didn't make a wrong idea... It's not how to play and grow up. Xiaoman has only tried it so far. Zhou is 19 years old and can withstand the storm.

He's only nine years old, how long will he have to be raised?

Raised until the age of 20?
Calculating the time, it must have been the Zhenguan Years!
But obviously, the little girl doesn't think so... Women in this era are not as strict as the Song and Ming Dynasties, but their clothes are stripped and their bodies are inspected all over, so they can't be placed in any dynasty or generation!

It's a little stressful, this little girl is obviously a smart person, and she didn't say a word except for three words when she entered the door. Li Shan was thinking about it... I was really scratching my head, and Ma Zhou came in unexpectedly.

"Mr. Ma is back." Li Shan got up happily, "You haven't had breakfast yet, sit down quickly."

Hearing the word "Mr. Ma", Ma Zhou got goosebumps all over his body, and was about to sneer, but saw the little girl at the table.

"Uh... this is..." Ma Yiyi felt that the atmosphere was not right when he came in. He glanced at the blushing Eight Girls, twisted his tongue twice in his mouth, and said, "It was too cold last night... those few clothes you came back from, Let's go, let's go."

Ma Zhou has always lived here, and last night he went to have a sick meal and came back... Li Shan mercilessly drove him to the wounded barracks.

Don't you want to eat sick food?
Then simply live there!
Then... Li Shan turned his head and went to the opposite door. Of course, Ma Zhou knew that the Zhou family lived here last night. In fact, Ma Zhou also contributed to the fact that the news reached the Ling family.

Regardless of Li Shan's desperate efforts to keep him, Ma Zhou packed up a few clothes indiscriminately, and turned around to go out.

Before leaving, Ma Zhou looked at Mrs. Zhou who was tidying up the house, and then at the eight daughters who had been silent all this time. He rolled his eyes and said back, "By the way, Huairen, since you want to take part in next year's scientific examination, you must Read more scriptures."

"This one……"

"What?" Ma Zhou said with a chuckle, "Can't I have Xiaoman beside me to add fragrance to my red sleeves?"

Li Shan cursed secretly, then turned to look at Mrs. Zhou... Tsk tsk, don't care at all, the gospel of the times.

But the eight girls over there suddenly got up, snorted coldly, turned around and went out the door.

(End of this chapter)