From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 790 This is the gap

Plant wisteria?
Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but look up, the long field path leads all the way to the locust tree forest in the distance, on both sides of the path are towering poplar trees, behind the trees are patches of square fields, The green and green stretched all the way to the horizon, and the wooden shelf was pasted under the poplar trees and gathered above her head.

So she just looked at it quietly, with a little hope in her peach blossom eyes, she couldn't help but start to imagine that this long path was covered with shelves, and clusters of wisteria flowers were hung on the shelves, and the breeze blew by, Bring bursts of floral fragrance, and this long corridor of wisteria stands quietly in the wind, the rich blue and purple colors interweave into a long corridor, beautiful, like smoke and fog.

That must be pretty, right?

The little man couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, turned around, and picked up the wood faster.

"Brother Teng, let's hurry up, I want to see wisteria flowers next year!"

Such a beautiful scenery, she wanted to see it sooner.

Hearing this, Feng Junran raised his eyelids to look at the cheerful back of the little man, and couldn't help but smile.

Lowering his head, the man Jin Gui had blisters on his fingers. He was used to using pens and swords. Even if there were calluses, it was on the joints of his fingers and joints. Now, there were blisters of various sizes on his palms, and some of them had already formed. It has become a cocoon, but some are still bulging, and the slightest touch is a piercing pain.

But Feng Junran didn't feel much pain, he still lowered his head and did it seriously and carefully, rattling his hammer. This is a wisteria corridor made for his beloved woman, so it must be done good.

The people working in the field couldn't help but look up, the poplar trees in the wheat field, the criss-crossing paths, the dandelions blooming on the moors, densely intertwined into a beautiful carpet, and the two people quietly standing in this scenery Personally, it has become the most beautiful scenery here.

"It's really good, it's good!"

The fellow villagers couldn't help nodding and muttering to each other, watching cheerfully, admiring the beautiful scenery while working.

Zhan Hong wiped the sweat off his brow, and couldn't help but look this way too. What his cousin Zhan Jing said still echoed in his mind.

Cousin, that Ye Xiaoxiao is someone else's concubine who eloped with the murderer!
Zhan Hong took a deep breath and looked at Ye Xiaoxiao again. For some reason, he always felt that this little girl was not the kind of person Zhan Jing said.

There must be some misunderstanding, right?The whole village didn't know what these two people were doing, so how did they let the cousin know?

Zhan Hong nodded, and became more and more certain in his heart that it must be Jiangzi, so he lowered his head and continued to work.

Abbot Fayuan got up early in the morning, dressed and walked out with his bald head. The courtyard was empty, and the old woman had already woken up. Seeing Buddha coming out, he smiled and said, "Master, let's have some breakfast!"

Fa Yuan was very grateful, this is what good men and women should look like, so he hurriedly washed up, sat at the dining table, and ate the coarse grain pancakes unique to the countryside, just the pickled vegetables.

"Huang...then what, Brother Teng also eats this in the morning?"

The mother-in-law laughed when she heard the words, and couldn't help but said: "That's natural, there are no good things in the countryside, and the ones for you, Lord Buddha, are all new creations."

After finishing speaking, the mother-in-law brought another bowl of porridge and placed it in front of the Buddha.

Fa Yuan lowered his head and took a look. Seeing that the gruel was clearly visible in the thick bowl, he couldn't help feeling sore, so he lowered his head, crossed himself, and said Amitabha.

When the old lady heard what Buddha said, she smiled and said: "Lord Buddha, our life is good enough, thanks to Brother Teng, in fact, the family has money and everything, but the country people are used to being thrifty, so I bought it for Brother Teng." , he doesn’t eat much, he’s afraid it’s going to be bad…”

The old man couldn't help but started to chatter. People are like this when they are old, and they always like to chatter about something, not to mention living alone for a long time. Someone is willing to listen to her out of the blue, so naturally she can't help but say a few more words.

Fa Yuan listened quietly, and even deliberately slowed down the speed of eating. Knowing that the old lady had finished speaking, he also finished eating, then saluted, turned around and walked out.

The old lady is in a very good mood, and the Buddha is patiently listening to her nagging. This is the end of time, is it a good thing from the Buddha?
While thinking about it, the old lady started to work again, washing and mending the man's clothes, as if she had returned to the time when she had a family and a child.

The Buddha walked out of the village slowly, and saw the flower stand not far from the entrance of the village. The flower stand was not long, only about twenty or thirty steps away, but it was very delicate, a bit like The latest and most beautiful small lattice doors and windows are designed in the courtyards of large households in the capital, but the lattices are irregular, like crisscross bird's nests, revealing irregular holes.

Abbot Fayuan couldn't help but stop and look at them one by one, and couldn't help admiring from the bottom of his heart, tsk tsk, this thing is really exquisite and beautiful.

He just wanted to squeeze it with his hands, but before he touched the wood, there was a blade on the back of his hand, and the cold touch pressed on the back of his hand, stimulating his nerves.

Fa Yuan looked back, and saw Feng Junran standing behind him, still wearing the cold bronze mask on his face.

Buddha smiled awkwardly, and slowly withdrew his hand, and sure enough, he also slowly retracted the blade on the back of his hand.

However, Buddha is a playful person, so he stretched out his hand again, and sure enough, the blade caught up again, so he quickly pulled it back, and kept going back and forth like this, teasing Feng Junran, but Buddha obviously underestimated the person in front of him Ability, after all, he is the emperor.

So after pumping it a few times, Feng Junran suddenly raised his leg and kicked Abbot Fa Yuan straight out of the flower stand.

"Ouch!"

Foye staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was a poplar tree by the side of the road, and he stood still by leaning on the trunk. He put his hands on his back and rubbed.

Your Majesty, you are really ruthless. He is also a Buddha after all. Can you save some face?
Ye Xiaoxiao walked over with a piece of wood in her arms, and saw the monk in the market rubbing his waist and eyes while holding the tree trunk. The little man handed the wood to Feng Junran, and then ran over, circling around the Buddha.

Seeing this, Fa Yuan quickly coughed and straightened up, still showing a sad smile.

"Amitabha, benefactor, what the poor monk said is right, you and I are destined for Buddha."

Ye Xiaoxiao just smiled when she heard the words, and then slowly walked to the flower stand that had just been made for a long time, picked a comfortable seat and sat on it.

Fa Yuan couldn't help but glanced at Feng Junran when he saw this, and couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw that the person continued to put on airs with no expression on his face.

The gap, this is the gap!
(End of this chapter)