See You Tonight, Master Su

Day after day, the days of travel, filled with joy, passed quickly.

They ate bamboo rice for 10 yuan and tofu for 10 yuan and 3 yuan.

Such a day was especially beautiful.

When the melodious Scotland wind flute floated over the beautiful mountains, everything was still as quiet as before, the scattered herdsman's cabin, and the harmonious green earth, here, people seemed to forget all the sins and ugliness in the world, only peace, warmth, and freedom home... Scotland wind flute, it has its joy, it has its lightness, it has its leap... The most common musical instrument on it was still the bagpipe. Bagpipes, more often than not, were on the scots' carnival. Scotland men and women, who are naturally lively and good at singing and dancing, often play the wind flute and dance happily in a spare afternoon. At this kind of dance, young men are always carefully choosing their partners, and they are also choosing their long-cherished girl. Beautiful love, perfect marriage, is the symbol of happiness, let them cherish, to follow, after countless years of changes in the musical instrument, the wind flute, passed down from generation to generation.

Over the next few days, Tong Hua, the expectant pregnant woman, had a great time.

However, on such a day, she was sometimes a little absent-minded. She could tell that Su Minglang was still busy, but even though he was so busy, one phone after another, he was still playing with her, holding Xiaotaiyang, holding her, a family of three...

No, a family of four. In a place far away from the city, he was completely stripped of all his aura, laughing loudly with everyone, eating snacks, singing folk songs, revealing his completely different side.

At last, he was in touch with the earth, but Tong Hua felt a little uneasy.

This kind of uneasiness came very strangely. She guessed that there were two reasons. One was that she was uneasy when she was pregnant, and the other was that she was too happy to live. Therefore, it is still caused by persistent desire.

On the seventh day, a group of people traveled around the scenic spots near Scotland and finally returned to the starting point of the trip.

Of course, it was also the end of the trip - sky island, back to sky island, this trip was left with the last stop.

It was already afternoon and everyone was tired, so the trip to the island was arranged for the next day. From the afternoon to the evening, the party was having fun eating and drinking Curie, and no one went out again. Tong Hua was just in the early stages of pregnancy, her body was already tired and sleepy, so after playing around, she lay down and didn't want to move anymore.

It wasn't her first pregnancy, but it was the first time she really felt pregnant. To be honest, she was beautiful and enjoyed being a mother.

Dinner was as sumptuous as usual.

A group of people sat in the courtyard, all kinds of traditional cakes, biscuits and so on in Scotland were served one by one, each with its own characteristics, eating very vigorously. After dinner, Tong Hua waited to put Xiaotaiyang, the naughty guy, on the bed and fell asleep. When she returned to her room, she had yawned several times and her eyelids were about to break. She half-narrowed her eyes and went to the bathroom, squeezing toothpaste, brushing teeth, bathing... These things were basically done in a state of dullness.

"Why are you so sleepy?!"

When Su Minglang returned to her room, she looked like she was yawning and coming out of the bathroom. She curled her lips and couldn't help but laugh. As he approached, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pinched her nose lovingly and scolded her with a smile.

"Little lazy pig."

"Ah...!" Tong Hua gave him a long, long yawn, and looked at him with a smile. She had eaten, drank, and washed herself white. Her small face was as white as porcelain, and with a faint pink happiness, she retorted coquettishly.

"Who's lazy? Am I not pregnant?"

"Then our daughter is a little lazy pig!" The man scratched her nose.

Tong Hua glared at him and reached out to touch his flat stomach. "Girl, do you hear me? Your father scolded you?"

"Silly girl!" Su Minglang chuckled and cursed. With a stretch of his long arm, he picked her up by the waist and put her firmly into his arms. He gently walked to the big bed in the middle and placed her body on the mattress.

Tong Hua took the opportunity to hang his neck and shouted lazily, "Hubby..."

Smiling softly, Su Minglang did not hurry to retract his hand. He wrapped his arms around her and slowly lowered his head. His lips fell on her red face. He kissed her gently and coaxed, "Be good. Go to sleep. Look at how sleepy you are."

With a chuckle, Tong Hua tilted his head. "You can't be so mean, can you? You called me a bear before I turned into a bear. When my stomach gets bigger, you can't call me an elephant."

"Oh, silly, close your eyes!" Su Minglang had a smile on his face, his strong arms, his tight waist, and his strong body, which made him look calm and domineering, handsome and a little bit of bad teasing. It was really fascinating to see.

Well, Tong Hua saw god again.

Su Minglang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you looking at me? What's wrong?"

"It looks good!" His eyes narrowed slightly, and Tong Hua stuck out his tongue in a good mood before letting go of his hand that was wrapped around him. "All right, all right, go take a shower. I'm really sleepy. I'm going to bed first."

"Mmm!" The man stood up and watched as she continued to sigh. The smile in his eyes and brows could not be concealed. "Hey! There's nothing to do after washing. It's boring!"

"Hate it or not, it's all about you. His wife is pregnant, don't they all come here like that?" Tong Hua looked down at him with a smile on his face. His eyes were already too sleepy to open.

Su Minglang patted her face with a smile and went straight to the bathroom. He took a quick bath and it didn't take long.

However, by the time he came out of the bathroom victoriously, the expectant mother on the bed was already sleeping soundly with her little mouth pouting. He laughed and shook his head. He dried his hair, went to bed and sat beside her. He tilted his head sideways and looked at her without blinking.

From the eyebrows to the eyes, from the eyes to the chin, the eyes gently described that these days, she really tired out, sleeping like a pig.

As he thought about it, his eyes darkened and his palm caressed her cheek. "Darling..."

In a daze, Tong Hua was not asleep. He glanced at him half closed and half opened, feeling that his low, hoarse voice was unusual. But her exhausted brain could not support her to think so much. Instead, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her head in his arms and went back to sleep.

Su Minglang frowned and continued to caress her face.

"Little fool!"

"... Go!" Tong Hua mumbled and wrinkled his nose, looking disgusted, but held him even tighter.

Su Minglang curled her lips and leaned her head against the pillow with her, but did not close her eyes. She stared at her delicate white face without blinking, lost in thought.

Huhh... Huhh... Not long after, the woman in her arms began to breathe evenly. It was obvious that she was fast asleep.

"Tong Hua, I... Sigh!" After calling her name, Su Minglang was about to say something, but the word" I" suddenly closed her mouth. But this light sigh, in this quiet room, made his handsome face appear even more gloomy and cold, like an ancient well spring, dark and cold, cold and deep, deep and unpredictable!

"Sleep well!" Another word slipped out of his mouth.

Then, he bluntly filed his heart.

Reaching out, he turned off the lights and the room fell into a silent darkness.

"Beep -" after some time, a text message sounded in the silent night.

Su Minglang took a look at the phone, pursed her lips, and slowly lifted the little woman's head, trying to move her arm away from the back of her head. But the woman who was clearly sleeping soundly seemed to have a third eye. As soon as he moved, her soft body turned over and a long leg gripped his waist, murmuring in a low voice.

"Hubby..."

His heart softened in an instant.

Su Minglang lowered his eyelids, looked at the woman's sleeping face, and lay back again, gently tightening her body in his arms, gently patting her back with his palm. After a while, when she had no reaction again, he pulled the quilt over to gently wrap her and slowly rolled himself up.

The lights were not on in the room, but Su Minglang could see her face through the moonlight outside the window.

Under the silvery moonlight, the little woman's face was as bright as fine porcelain.

Perhaps sensing his departure, Tong Hua, who was lying on the bed, rubbed against the bed where he had just been, rolled up a large quilt, curled up and wrapped himself in the quilt.

It is said that people who like to sleep in this position are especially insecure. That's why she subconsciously went back to basics, mimicking the sleeping posture she had when she was in her mother's womb.

Standing still, he stood silently for a few minutes. When he saw that she was not moving again, he suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, took a deep breath, slowly walked out of the room and closed the door seriously.

Downstairs, not far away in the moonlight, Gu Ji was waiting for him with a man.

The man's clothes were flowing, his figure was tall and straight, and he had a hat on his bald head. Without a monk's uniform, he changed into a casual suit that could be seen everywhere in Lijiang, but he also looked elegant.

It was none other than abbot Jingkong.

"You're here?" Su Minglang approached, his voice low and his tone tinged with mockery.

"You've found this place, and it's hard for me to remain unmoved."

He said' I' and didn't call himself' old maid'.

Raising an eyebrow, Su Minglang spread out his hand. "Sit inside and talk."

"No need." Jingkong refused.

After that, he habitually clasped his hands in a salute and slowly raised his eyelids, looking directly at his face, his voice as calm as the tinkle of winter flowing on a river in the sky all year round.

"I want to know, how did you know about me?"

"Hehe, guess?!" Su Minglang's smile was a little harsh as he spread his hands. "Sit inside and talk?"

Jingkong looked at him, not moving, not speaking.

"This temper..." Su Minglang stroked his forehead, and then he smiled playfully. "Okay, I'll tell you."

Jingkong stood still, waiting for his answer.

Su Minglang stared at him with deep eyes and said in a deep voice, word by word, "Do you know the dragon head? Country m snake, I caught him, and his old friend, a little bit of deception, he told me everything. Oh yes. Tong Hua taught me that little trick. She's very smart."

There was no change in expression on his face. Jingkong thought about it and shook his head at him.

"You're lying!"

"... Do I have to?!"

"It's impossible for the dragon head to know. No one knows about this."

"Of course no one knows." Su Minglang chuckled and followed his words, with a faint smile on his lips. "The only person in the world who knows you're not dead is you. Otherwise, how could he have fooled Suzie for so many years?!"

"But you still know."

With her eyebrows raised, Su Minglang brushed her clothes and smiled. "Do you believe me? I guessed. He didn't know about the dragon head, but he told him a lot of things back then. Enough for me! That day at the longquan temple dharma meeting, I was just blackmailing you?"

Jingkong frowned and stood still as if he were still standing there, not moving at all. His eyes looked straight at him as if measuring the truth of his words.

"Guess?"

He rubbed his brows helplessly, and a smile rose from the corner of Su Minglang's mouth. His sharp eyes locked onto Jingkong's eyes, and he sighed in a sincere voice. "Abbot, I only told you the truth because you are my father-in-law! Actually, I'm gambling. Bet you won't look for me... But you're here to prove that you're him?"

Jingkong's eyes widened. At that moment, there was a look of chagrin in his eyes!

Because what Su Minglang said could be true.

No one knew except him. How could he possibly know? However, he made it so hard for him to fall into the' trap' and sleep and eat so hard day and day. Thinking that he had chased after him thousands of miles away, he must have known the truth and believed it, but he could not figure out the trick and violated the'suspicion'that he thought he could not do it again.

After a long silence, he suddenly smiled, like a breeze breaking through the clouds. "You're very smart, kid."

"You flatter me. Su Minglang said.

"I'm going to see the child." Jingkong said.

Su Minglang looked at him and thought that the blood relationship in this world was a very wonderful thing. Jingkong had been a monk for a long time and did not leave any descendants behind. But after they could stay, he could not let go even if he had been so short.

When he opened the door, he didn't turn on the light.

It had to be said that the moonlight in Shuhe was very good tonight, and the light reflected from the window was very clear, making it easy to see a small figure tucked up in the middle of the bed.

Su Minglang lowered his voice and said softly, "He's asleep."

Slowly walking over and sitting gently on the bed, Jingkong swallowed the surging blood from his throat and spoke in a very calm tone with the repressive power he had cultivated for so many years.

"I know." After saying that, he did not speak any more and just looked at the sun quietly.

Su Minglang did not move. He stood beside him and said nothing.

Both of them were silent.

After a long time, Jingkong said, "Is Tong Hua pregnant again?"

Su Minglang squinted. He really didn't expect this person to be so smart. The moment they met, their words and expressions could tell that Tong Hua was pregnant again. Such a person, if he is not a monk and does not compete for the world, then according to his strong brain, what does not succeed?

No wonder Tong Hua monkey spirit is absolutely inherited! After some thought, he curled his lips and nodded with a smile. "Yes. You're going to have another grandchild!"

Jingkong fell silent, a complex spark leaping in his eyes. He folded his hands again and muttered a few words in prayer. Then he sighed and lowered his head. His hands gently rested on Xiaotaiyang's head, and he asked softly, "How old is this child?"

From su Minglang's point of view, he could not see his expression clearly, but from his deep voice, he could hear the faint sigh in his tone. He replied, "Three years old, soon to be four!"

"How fast! In a blink of an eye, it's been more than twenty years!" Jingkong said softly, and his hand landed firmly on the little face of the sun.

"Mommy, don't make a noise... Xiaotaiyang still needs to sleep."

The little brat muttered a word and smacked his lips restlessly. He grabbed the quilt and wrapped it up. Then, in a fit of anger, he arched his head on the pillow like a little lazy pig.

Su Minglang wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to say anything to wake him up.

Jingkong didn't say a word either. He moved his hand down and patted the little boy on the back rhythmically. He silently watched Xiaotaiyang roll around in the quilt a few times, then lay on the bed with his butt down and fell asleep.

He fell asleep again, but his mouth was still whispering in his sleep, laughing as he spoke, "Mommy... Daddy is a big jerk..."

The little boy's voice was very vague with a smile, but su Minglang still understood. Three black lines brushed over his head. He couldn't figure out why this brat hadn't forgotten to scold him when he was asleep.!

"Daddy, the thief hates... Ignore him..." Xiaotaiyang muttered again. He giggled and waved his hand sleepily, twisting his body.

Su Minglang's handsome face darkened again. However, in the same dimly lit room, since he was as dark as the bottom of a pot, no one could see him. The little thing was indeed talking in his sleep, muttering a few words, and then fell asleep again.

In order to avoid being scolded again, which would damage his father's dignity, he whispered, "Abbot, let's go!"

"Okay!"

Jingkong answered in a low voice, carefully leaning over and hugging the little boy through the blanket. Unexpectedly, he had just carried it down for less than ten seconds, and before he could retract his hand, a small hand reflexively grabbed him in the face, and the child's voice was shrill and low.

"Who? How dare you attack the young master -"

The sudden' attack' had completely taken Jingkong by surprise. As soon as the little boy finished his drink, his old face was burning with pain, and his whole left face was stinging with pain. Apparently, one of them was caught and the other was injured.

This was his grandson's greeting gift.