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"The second son, do you remember the bun shop we often go to? Brother wants to go there and buy some food."

The general waved.

Yang Changde was a little flustered.

This man has been ill for a few days, suddenly has strength, and can speak normally. Why is he not afraid?

"Boss, why don't you go back first? The sister-in-law is waiting for you at home." He tentatively persuaded.

The other party said to herself, "That little girl's skin is very picky. She loves to eat those cakes made of flowers. I don't know if the buns suit her taste?

"Well, let's try some osmanthus filling first. They are all flowers, not bad."

Yang Changde had no choice but to ask the groom to turn around and head to the bun shop first.

The fierce proprietress sat on the bench with her stomach upright and was choosing vegetables to cross the water. Perhaps because of pregnancy, her eyebrows looked much softer. And her man took over her job, solicited guests, and was responsible for collecting money, so busy.

The husband occasionally came over, wiped his hands, and carefully touched the child in the woman ’s belly.

"Xiang Gong, you come here for a break, your back is wet."

"Ma'am, my father-in-law is not tired. You can sit down by yourself."

The husband responded to his wife's words, and at the same time he packed the guests with his hands and feet.

"Well, sir, this is your crystal osmanthus bag, it's hot, you get it."

Zhao Chenggang, holding a paper bag, paid for it.

"Hey, hey, lord, I haven't found your money yet!"

People have gone far.

Yang Changde was anxiously waiting by the carriage. Just now the boss firmly refused to let him follow him, saying that it was a military order.

Fortunately, it is safe to return.

Seeing someone, he hurried up to support his arm, "Boss? What about you?"

The general pointed to his chest, childlike complacent.

Yang Changde felt stupid at all.

The big man said, "Well, here, it's hot here. The mother-in-law of Zhao's family doesn't like to eat cold food. I have to warm her up. When I go back, I'm sure it's still warm. It ’s just right. "

Unexpectedly, I was confused again.

The general opened the black robe and took the lead in the carriage.

The neat movement made people stunned.

The curtain was opened on one side, and the general stood still stupid when he saw people, and he opened his voice with full energy, "Yang Changde, why are you stupid? Hurry up, catch the car for Laozi! If your sister-in-law is in a hurry, Laozi must be in a hurry with you ! "

Yang Changde roared to his ears with numbness, oh oh, several times, he automatically took the place of the groom.

"drive--"

The carriage drove towards the general's palace.

Zhao Chenggang's body shook with the carriage, and he touched the soft bun on his chest, slightly burning his palm.

He thought happily that this time he learned fine and bought six. Even if his wife has a big appetite, he ca n’t eat four. He even counted the portion of the fat goose, so at least he can keep one. Eat for yourself.

He is so smart!

"Boss ..."

There was a careful voice from outside.

"Why? Tell me something, let go of your farts! Lao Tzu is brewing to see your sister-in-law's emotions!"

The other party returned impatiently, and across a layer of green curtains could imagine the fierce look of his face.

Yang Changde, who was catching the bus, was relieved. He thought that maybe the elder brother was in good health. He suffocated and recovered slowly. This was also the case a few times ago. According to the old fox, the boss is lucky, the fool is stupid, and the fate is so great that Lord Yan does not dare to accept him!

"Cough, it's fine. I just wanted to ask. Now that the battle is over, boss, what do you want to do in the future?"

As soon as the tight nerves were relieved, Yang Changde Song quickly got up and shook Erlang's legs involuntarily.

Soon it will be the seventh day of July, and it is also the favorite festival for girls in Beijing. At this time, the streets were full of ingenious gadgets. In addition to the characteristic ingenuity, there were white-crispy lotus roots, powdery red diamonds, and lush green lotus.

Yang Changde took a deep breath, the air was full of the aroma of food.

"you still need to ask!"

The people inside were loud and loud, and said, "Of course it's a bunch of baby melons with your sister-in-law!"

Brother Yang raised his eyebrows and grinned, "Oh, that's it! Boss, do we want to get married by fingernails or something? You see my brother is only 20 this year, and he can't afford to wait for more than ten years--"

A stinky boot flew past his face.

"When I go to the boss, you secretly count my brother!"

"You are a bastard, and dare to miss Lao Zi's daughter-in-law, it would be nice if Lao Zi didn't kill you!"

The anger of all the old fathers under the world is the same, and it is impossible to see that the small cabbage of his own water spirit has been arched by a pig.

"Hey, hey, my boss is angry, my brother is making a joke! Otherwise, you can let my sister-in-law give me a glance at your brother to see if a good girl is going to marry her.

Yang Changde said, "By the boss, the day your brother became a relative, you must have a lot of money, at least a little thickness and weight! Originally, your brother also knows that your salaries have turned in sister-in-law, and I don't want to embarrass you. But men, there must be money for private homes. You ca n’t stole the door at that time. Do n’t let our wife think I ’m suffering with you! ”

"Hey, hey, boss, why don't you tell your sister-in-law, how about a little boy, sir? Other brothers, too, have a little skin monkey and have been playing together since childhood, watching them go to the house to expose tiles and steal chickens. Dogs or something, it must be fun! "

He showed a yearning look.

"But that's all right, according to fist ranking, the boss can't rely on himself to get married first, and your kid will use age to crush them! This is not fair!

Yang Changde was chattering, and he looked up and saw the gilt plaque in the General Mansion, shining brightly in the sunlight.

"Boss! It's here! Let's get home!"

Yang Changde raised his whip, stopped the horseshoe, and excitedly blew a whistle.

"... Boss?"

He turned curiously and lifted the curtain.

The smile froze on the face.

The general's back was as straight as a pine, and as usual in the barracks, Malaysia sat with a sword. His eyelids drooped slightly, his long sword was inserted into the carriage board, and the sword handle with red tassel just pressed against Fang Kuo's forehead.

Don't teach the head to lower an inch.

Strong and awe-inspiring.

The blood slowly oozed the slacks of the non-returning people.

Born to be a man, then to a man.

Even if he dies, he is never weak.

The only pity is that this bun still has a temperature, and I can't eat it for my wife.

The unique delicacy under the world is always thinking, and always thinking of being able to share it with you one day.

Now the six nations have fallen, and the overall situation is set.

The world peace and peace of mind will soon be realized by my wife

In this way, I do n’t count, it ’s yours—

Heroes of Earth.

But for this answer, he wanted to listen to the answer she said, but he was doomed to hear it.

The moment the consciousness was broken, the general thought vaguely about a problem.

Sometimes people have to believe in luck.

When he had nothing, she was the rich lady of the embroidered family in Kinmen.

When he finally came to the name of Qian Qiu, he returned as a dead man.

Luck, he was a little bit worse.

Always so little.

The general slowly pulled out his sword.

Jian Feng was cold, reflecting the corner of his **** mouth.

Without the cover of the beard, the blood stains were particularly sharp.

"Uh--"

The general's last strength used the cold iron that had followed him for years.

Let his old man stand in his three inches.

It killed countless enemies on the battlefield of the master, and I don't know how much blood to drink, and there were countless souls under the sword.

Now it's his turn.

The general rested his forehead on the hilt, and supported him not to fall.

He promised her to go back and forth, whether it was alive or dead.

I don't want her to see that embarrassing side.

He is about to lose faith.

Keeping the world peaceful, can't hold back for a long time.

The border rebellion was smoothed out, but the king's worries were flattened.

He clearly promised the silly old man, come back ... to wish him a birthday.

Old man, you have to live for a hundred years.

In this way, my wife will not be bullied.

Thinking this way, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Your Majesty, General Zhao and General Yang came to meet."

The old **** bowed his head to report.

The old emperor, who was communicating with the chef, froze, and his eyes brightened.

The old man laughed while stroking his beard, and his pale face turned a lot red. Hidden from the widow? Well, he has done a great job this time, and the widow must reward him! "

He remembered something again and told the cook, "Remember what the widow said to you just now, you must stew the goose soup out of the smell of mushrooms, he loves it the most."

After the cook was sent away, the old emperor specially arranged his lower sleeves and asked the old eunuch, "Dequan, don't you think the widow is not ashamed?"

As he said, the old man could n’t help but complain about the silly boy ’s work, “You said he ’s so decent, why do n’t he come back with the army? It ’s like riding on a horse, swimming / walking, how prestige. The widow can still lead Wenwu The hundred officials will pick him up together. The scene must be spectacular and give him a long face. How many such scenes can there be in one's life, how can he not cherish it? "

The old **** helped the old emperor up to the jade level. The old man trembles and sits on the dragon chair. Although his mouth is complaining, his eyes are fixed on the doorway, and he looks like he wants to wear.

The outgoing father-in-law brought people in.

The old man froze.

The white spirit cloth was tied to the youth's forehead.

He holds a set of armor in his hand.

"Secretary, do not disgrace the mission."

There was no trace of youth's voice.

He raised the armor over his head and knelt slowly.

A iron armor is on the cold light armor.

The helmet tassel is still as bright as ever.

"Xiao Yang, why are you ... A Gang?"

The old man's lips shivered slightly, barely squeezing out a smile, "You tell him to stop playing, hurry and come out to meet the widow. The widow has prepared the gown of the father-in-law for him, and I don't know if his stature has changed. Try not fit. "

The young man was silent, "Your Majesty, General, he may not be able to put on this suit."

"Fuck--"

One inkstone brushed his temples.

"Snapped!"

The good Yantai was torn apart.

Red marks appeared on Yang Changde's forehead.

"The widow says he dresses well, he will dress well!"

At this time, the old emperor was like a grumpy old child, violently jumping, "The patience of the widow is limited, you let him come out, come out quickly! Otherwise, the widow will cure him a crime of bullying! The Nine Clan! "

Yang Changde stroked the ground with his hands, and kowtowed heavily.

"Your Majesty also asks for mercy. The general loves his wife very much, and he must be reluctant to suffer from his sister-in-law. This is the general's last nostalgia in the world. Please treat your pity and raise your hand."

"The widow does not lift it! He does not lift it! He has the ability to talk to the widow in person!"

After Jiyantai was destroyed, the pen and paper on the table case also suffered.

The old emperor grabbed the gem sword as a decoration on the wall, ruining all the precious treasures in the Chaoyang Temple.

In the end, the old emperor really had nothing to vent. When he saw the armor that no one was wearing, he thought of the stinky boy who did not keep his promise.

"Bud--"

The hilt is off.

The old emperor fell on the ground, holding the iron armor and muttering to himself, "Stubborn boy, you must pay attention to your credit. Widows hate bad faith bad boys. Widows, widows must punish your Nine Clan to vent their hearts Hate. "

For a while, the old man struggled to pick up the whole set of armor and stumbled out.

"Your Majesty? Where are you going?"

The old **** hurried to keep up.

The old emperor covered the red tassel on the helmet with wide sleeves and blocked the wind blowing from the imperial city.

"Go home ... the widow is going to take Agang home ... it's too cold outside, he's not used to it ..."