Marry A Younger Husband

The water len gently brushed the head of little ink: "little ink, I know you treat me well, but you know, this world is the strong man has the final say." If you want to give me a place, you must be strong first. If you become the leader of the mountain villa one day and you want to straighten me up, no one will dare to speak. Since ancient times, you have read so many books about heroes of success and failure. I want to know a lot about such examples in history. "

"Sima Qian's" historical records "does not judge heroes by success or failure."

"That's a lie."

"I don't know him well. Why did he lie to me?"

"Maybe he lied to himself!"

"I heard that Sima Qian had no chicken."

"You have chicken, you are great!" he said

"Lady, how can you pee without chicken?"

"How do I know?"

"You don't have a chicken. How do you pee?"

Water Lin Lang raised his hand a violent Chestnut: "your curiosity will not be too heavy?"

"I'm not ashamed to ask!"

"Don't pretend to be pure." Even if she killed her, she would not believe that a 13-year-old would act like a fool every day because he didn't even know this.

After a long walk in the wedding procession, they found that there were still a lot of people on both sides of the street. It was a rare scene for a magistrate to marry a daughter.

But in the crowd, see a person, swallow inclined!

Shuilinlang is about to come forward, but there is another person behind him, the night lone star of the royal guards.

The arc sword in the swallow's oblique hand came out of its sheath slowly, and the night lonely star quickly grasped his wrist: "what do you want?"

"Why are you following me all the time?"

"Master Qianhu knows that today is the wedding day of Miss Yun. I'm afraid you've done something stupid, so I'm told to follow you all the time."

"The master of Qianhu is so powerful that even miss Yun knows it."

The night lonely star slowly pushed the swallow's oblique arc sword into the scabbard: "brother Yan, before you do something, you have to think clearly. You can't go back with this move. You will kill Miss Yun and your adoptive father."

At the ferry, Su Yun is helped into a flower boat. Countless eggs are thrown towards the shore. Everyone grabs them. In the chaos, shuilinlang finds that the figure of the swallow is gone.

Little Mo'er picked up an egg, peeled the eggshell dyed red, broke out the yolk and handed it to shuilinlang: "lady, you eat yolk, I eat protein."

"Why don't you eat yolks?"

"The yolk smells of chicken excrement."

He looked at the water: "have you ever eaten chicken excrement?"

Next to an old woman said with a smile: "Congratulations girl, eat the egg, next year."

"Next..."

"It's just having a baby, girl. Your wedding is near."

The water is dazzling, the cheek is suffused with red, only politely said: "Oh, thank you."

But see small Mo son already lie on the ground to vomit madly, stretch out a finger to pick own throat, vomit of a, vomit out some of the protein that just ate.

Shuilinlang asked nervously, "what's the matter with you, little Mo'er?"

"Didn't you listen to the old mother just now? You'll have a baby if you eat the hi egg. My little Mo'er is seven feet... Oh no, four feet man, if you give birth to a baby, won't you make the heroes of the river laugh off? "

Shuilinlang was defeated by him. He put his hand on his head and patted him: "no, stupid!"

"How do you know it won't happen? When you eat a happy egg, you're happy. Isn't it just about having a baby?"

"I ate it too. I'm not worried. What are you worried about?"

"Not the same, you are the mother, I am the male, the mother's baby is natural, if the male has a baby..." Xiao Mo'er suddenly burst out crying, "I don't want to, my name, God, I don't live!"

Xiao Mo'er's cry attracts people. Shuilinlang is very embarrassed. He quickly drags Xiao Mo'er away and walks with him. It's really a shame.

When he got to a place where there were few people, he threw him away: "you are sick. You cry for no reason. I don't know. I thought I was bullying you!"

Little Mo'er wrongly drew his nose: "if I really have a baby, how can I be a man in the future?"

"If you really have a baby, I'll take care of it!" The water is gorgeous and the spirit is magnificent.

Small Mo son one Zheng: "you didn't cheat me?""People of the river and lake, what they say is as firm as a nail!"

"If you also have a baby, I'll be responsible for it."

"I don't need you to be responsible. Besides, how can you have a baby by eating a happy egg, idiot! Another day, I'll take you to Hanshan Temple and give a light to your wisdom. "

"But the old mother just now..."

"What she said was just auspicious words. For example, if I told you that you would live forever, would you really live forever?"

Little Mo'er thought a little: "lady, what you said is very reasonable."

"All right, it's all right?"

"Well, it's OK."

Little Mo'er quickly got up from the ground, took shuilinlang and ran to the pancake stall in front of him. He rubbed his hands excitedly: "lady, pancake."

"Haven't you ever eaten pancakes?" This guy has been a respectable man since he was a child. He ate all kinds of delicacies. Maybe he hasn't eaten Shaobing.

"Don't you like it?"

"When did I say I like pancakes?"

"When we went to Yongchang pawnshop for the first time, I wanted to give you the things in the warehouse. You said you didn't want them. If I bought you a Shaobing with my own money, you would be happy."

At the beginning, shuilinlang just made a casual analogy. I didn't expect this guy to keep it in mind. I don't know if he was really absent-minded?

"Do you make money now?"

"Although I don't earn any money now, I received two red envelopes today, which can be regarded as my own money." With that, little Mo'er took out a red envelope from her arms and several folded banknotes from the seal. The face value was large or small, a total of 220 Liang.

Little Mo'er took out a hundred Liang silver note and handed it to the old man: "give my wife a Shaobing."

The old man nodded and said with a smile, "brother, I can't find a small one with such a large face value."

Small Mo son waved a hand: "need not change."

Shuilinlang was startled and snatched the money ticket down in a hurry: "are you sick? Can I buy a hundred liang of Shaobing?"

"What's the matter? I'll spend 100 Liang to buy you happiness, not a baked cake."

"I won't be happy if you really spend 100 Liang on a pancake."

Money is just a number in his eyes. I don't know how hard it is to earn money. Fortunately, he doesn't spend much money on weekdays. Otherwise, she will feel distressed more than 100 times every day.

Shuilinlang took his silver note and found that the lowest denomination was twelve Liang, not to mention a pancake. He could buy the pancake stalls in the whole street.

He asked him to take out another red envelope, 582, with the lowest face value of 12 Liang. Shuilinlang had to take out his own red envelope, with a total of 66 Liang. Shit, is the gap too big?

Shuilinlang took out a silver note of one or two denominations and asked, "how much is a pancake?"

"Two pence." The old pancake man held out two fingers.

Shuilinlang took two pancakes and handed one or two silver tickets to the old man: "don't change it."

Thanks a lot to the old man, shuilinlang. He is in a good mood and has internal injuries. It's really good to be a rich man. Pass a pancake to Xiao Mo'er, and she regrets it again. One or two silver is more than enough to buy his whole pancake.

Think of here, water Lin Lang raises a hand to give small Mo Er a violent chestnut again.

"Why hit me again?"

"Black sheep!"