Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 105 Double-faced Phoenix (3)
Seeing the lonely gaze of the woman not far away, he quickly took off the tiger mask with claws and claws and put it on the woman's face, saying with a bit of a ruffian taste: "If Huang'er restrains his temper, he will not be a tigress."

After hearing the boy's words, Yu Huang glared at the boy angrily, tigress?I don't know what it means, but it shouldn't be a good thing.

Squeezing the woman's palm: "Don't be angry, Huang'er, how about I take you to that marriage tree to seek a marriage?" Pointing to a century-old tree on the shore, he said.

Following the young man's gaze, Yu Huang's lips hidden under the mask twitched coldly: "Huang'er is already yours, and she is going to ask for a marriage. Do you want me, Hong Xing, to get out of the wall, young master?"

Pause, "Hehe...you can also ask for it." Maybe within a year, she will let her freedom go.Turning around to the man with the mask, he said, "Uncle Huang, please go and beg, maybe you will meet Aunt Huang." Maybe she looked away, and there would be no results if she bullied him, so why stop him? To be happy, do you have to let someone become a diamond king?

His gaze followed the young man to the towering laurel tree.

The marriage tree here is bigger than the plum tree last year, and there are many more red silks hanging on it.

Under the tree is a marriage shrine, and there will be some red silk hanging inside. If you donate some incense money, you can take one away and write the names of yourself and your favorite person on it.Throw it on a tree, the higher you throw it, the closer you will be to old age, and the more blessings you will get.

Kneeling before the old moon, put down the incense money, took three red silks and handed them to the two people waiting outside, one for each.

"Let's write it... we'll throw it away after we write it." Maybe it's because his life is not long, and Puyang Yuren also has a girlish heart.

Holding the red silk in their hands, the masked two looked at the boy one after another, "Do you have to write it?"

"En." After finishing speaking, he turned around and covered the red silk so that the two of them could not see it.Picking up a pen to write down my name, I thought about it, but I didn't know whose name to write on the other half.There were many people in my mind, and finally it was fixed on the red dress, and I picked up the pen - the words "Peerless" fell on it, and dried it carefully, with a gentle smile blooming on the corners of my lips.

The two turned around and borrowed brushes.

Yu Huang thought for a while, and wrote on the red silk—Ah Sister, a drop of ink fell on the name in front of it, and only one Sister could be seen.

In the end, Puyang Fenghua picked up his pen, but saw nothing.

The three held the red silk in their hands, Puyang Yuren secretly looked at the red silk of the two, neither of them spoke.

I bought a lucky tangerine at the stall, tied the red silk on it, and threw it to the tree, with a hearty smile on my face, looking at the red silk that fell on the ground, Puyang Yuren ran forward, hey... gone Martial arts, even such small things are not done well.Looking at the tallest branch, there is no red silk hanging on it. It may be too high and no one can hang it.

I saw the person in red jumping up, stepping on the leaves, as light as a feather.Leaning on the tree branch, Yu Huang smiled at the young man.

Looking down at the empty palm, Puyang Yuren chuckled, this Huang'er...

Glancing at the words on the red silk, the corner of Yuhuang's mouth was cracked, and sadness flowed out slowly from it, with a peerless beauty... He tied his red silk to the boy's side, and muttered to himself: Sister, Floating in the air silently.One flew down and landed firmly next to the young man, tilted his head and smiled and said: "If you hang on the highest place, you will receive more blessings." She hoped that this sentence would come true.

The men and women on the side are all envious of such a beautiful person.

Looking back at Puyang Fenghua who was still standing there, Ruyu was still holding the red silk in her hand, which was faintly stained with ink. I was really curious about the name of the person above.

Catching the sight of the young man, Puyang Fenghua looked at the young man quietly. Across the young man, there was a figure standing in the misty eyes. Watered with the warmest spring water in the world, it crazily breeds, rapidly germinates and grows deeply. , entrenched.

He ran up to the man, "Aren't Nineteenth Uncle going?" God, forgive her lewd eyes.

Touching the top of the boy's head with those injured hands: "Does it mean that if you hang on the highest place, your wish will come true?" There was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

Regarding the man's words, Puyang Yuren didn't know how to get back. She knew that even if she hung the red silk on the moon, she would not be able to find Yuelao.

Throw the red silk into the brazier aside, love but can't, ask for but can't.

The brazier, which was already about to be extinguished, was fueled by the sudden addition of red silk, and the orange flames and the man's red clothes complemented each other, and Ruyu's face was dimly dimmed and brightened under the firelight.

Staring blankly at the red silk that had been reduced to ashes in the brazier, a cold wind passed by and disappeared into the dust.

Some of the men and women on the side covered their mouths. You must know that if the red silk was thrown into the brazier, it meant that he did not want this relationship to have a result.

The red lips raised a small arc, and she looked at the man coldly, Yu Huang remained silent.

"Uncle Nineteen..." Puyang Yuren looked at the brazier and exclaimed.

"Praying to gods and worshiping Buddha is not as easy as taking every step." Puyang Fenghua said with a smile.

Regarding the man's words, Puyang Yuren couldn't say whether he agreed or disagreed. If he had the ability to control everything, no one would come to worship gods and pray for Buddha.

After hearing what the man said, Yu Huang couldn't help being taken aback, maybe he was right.

"Who is the emperor's favorite? Which official lady, I can help the emperor." Now she is so despicable, what is waiting for the man's answer is not a man's answer, but a silent, shrugged Shrugged, if she didn't want to say it, she wouldn't force it.

There are many snacks next to Yuelao Temple, the three of them sat in front of a rice noodle stall, Puyang Fenghua looked at the food in front of him, ate it expressionlessly, and a bright light flashed across his eyes.

Stirring the rice noodles with clear soup and little water in the bowl, people who are sick can't afford to hurt them.

Regarding the boy's expression, the other two chose to ignore it directly.

Suddenly, a large group of people passed by the rice noodle stall. In order to get rid of the tasteless rice noodle, Puyang Yuren curiously pulled a passerby, "My lord, what happened in front."

(End of this chapter)