Kunlun slaves and Kunlun slaves were bought by wealthy nobles from the market. It is said that they were originally clans in the mountains, and some also said that they came from overseas islands. There are different opinions.

However, at this time, everyone knows that neither of these statements is appropriate.

The Kunlun slaves and Kunlun slaves did come from the tribe, but they did not live in the deep mountains before, but lived in the plateaus of eastern South Vietnam. Later, people in the tribe were sold by Han people. They only lived there in a certain year, ending the fate of Kunlun slaves.

I never expected that Ming Chunshui was related to Kunlun slaves. Could it be that he was the descendant of Kunlun slaves? It should be, otherwise how can it be the owner of Chunshui Building.

I also added an indescribable feeling to Ming Chunshui. A bullied nation can become a gang of praise praised by everyone on the rivers and lakes. I have to say that Ming Chunshui is really capable. Moreover, not only did he not have resentment against those Han people who had been bullying them. Instead, they always solve their problems.

When I was three years old, a flood occurred in a small county in South Vietnam. The court did not allocate silver, or it was a silver dam built by Chunshui Tower. Plagues have occurred in some villages, and some herbs have been sent by Chunshuilou for treatment.

Since the silver for the dam can be afforded, it can be seen that the Chunshui Tower also has silver, although Seir did not know where their silver came from. However, these people of Chunshuilou still live a simple life without any extravagance, and they live freely and cheerfully.

I lived in Chunshui Tower for a few days, and I was touched by the simple folk customs here. There is no door-to-door difference between the South Vietnamese aristocracy. They are equal and friendly.

I thought she loved it here every day, but she was still thinking about leaving and she was thinking about leaving. She is not from the Chunshui Tower, no matter how she likes life here, she always leaves.

The seasonal season has come to autumn, and the crops in the fields have reached the harvest season. People in the village are harvesting in the fields every day. After being hurt, he was no longer idle, put on a thick-clothed sarong, pulled the usual bun, and harvested rice in the field with the girls in the village.

一 As soon as night falls, people will light a lot of bonfires in the open space in front of the village, singing and dancing to celebrate the harvest. Naturally, there is food. The fish in the fish pond is delicious. They are grilled on the fire and sang and laughed in the aroma of the grilled fish. After a long day of exhaustion, they are gone.

She often sits on the open space outside the crowd with her knees, looking at the laughing people, feeling their sincere joy, she feels that everything is so beautiful.

云 Since Yun Qingmang said to Feng Qianger that day, she is the owner of Ming Lou, and everyone in this village seems to know it. At first, people looked at her with strange, curious, surprised, speculative eyes, which made them quite embarrassed.

However, Seiror learned from Feng Qiang's mouth that she was the first woman to be brought back to Chunshuilou by Ming Chunshui, and it is no wonder that people were curious about her. After a long time, the people in the village saw her beautiful and gentle, and gradually loved her. Naturally, there are some girls, about those who are in love with Ming Chunshui, who are extremely unfriendly to Seser, especially a girl named Wu Cuicui who often provokes Seser.

This night, Wu Cuicui encouraged several girls, walked in front of them, and said proudly: "Girl Jiang, I heard that you can also dance, we want to compare with you!"

Wu Wu Cui Cui was also born as Qingxiu, but her tone of speech was born with pampering, which made her look very unlovable.

He still sat on the ground and said coldly, "Sorry, I don't want to dance!"

She likes to dance, but she only likes to dance casually. Like this provocative dance, she doesn't like it very much.

Wu Cuicui didn't know whether it was because of Seir's attitude or Seir's rejection. In short, she said angrily: "What kind of person are you and dare to reject me? At best, you are just a slave from the landlord. If the landlord really likes you, How can I let you live in the village. You probably do n’t know. There is an elegant and exquisite courtyard surrounded by flowers near the "Yanbo Lake" behind the village. It was built by the landlord for his beloved woman. Since you did n’t live there, Just don't pretend to be the woman of the landlord, it's really shameless. "

He has never been so embarrassed in his life. He was scolded as shame in front of so many people. However, the more angry you are with a woman like Wu Cuicui, the more happy she will be. Therefore, Seir still sat silently on the ground with her knees raised, but raised her eyebrows coldly, and said lightly, "It seems that Girl Wu really wants to live in that small courtyard? However, you are afraid it may be very hard."

Wu Cuicui was broken by the thoughts of her little daughter in public, and her face was red and white. She pointed at Seser and gritted her teeth: "Dare you say me? You ..." I was so speechless, a pair Xing's eyes contained the gloom of resentment, and it seemed that he could not wait to beat him.

He sighed lowly for her and for Wu Cuicui. After all, it is a fantasy dream.

She has never been to the village and thought it was a valley. Tonight, there are flowers, lakes, and elegant courtyards. On the night of Xie Mei Yao, he speculated that Ming Chunshui might be a person who wanted it. The night when he arrived on the island, the guess was even deeper. Tonight, I heard from Wu Cuicui's ears, and speculation was finally settled. There was a trace of loss in my heart.

"Well, Wu Cuicui, you look like this, the landlord will never like you." Feng Qianer, who was dancing by the campfire, came over and said, she leaned up and drew, and said with a smile: "Let ’s go and eat roast Fish goes. "

He hurriedly got up, and as Feng Qianer came to the slippery wood case by the bonfire, the grilled fish were all placed in the dish. If anyone was hungry, come and bring a dish and enjoy it slowly. I was in the house before, and I ate either steamed or boiled fish. I have never eaten grilled fish. Take the chopsticks and take a bite. The taste is extremely delicious and delicious.

"Cui Cui's temperament is straight, in fact, she has a good heart, don't be angry with her. When I first came, I was not too angry with her. But then I was miserable." Feng Qianer whispered comfortably Road.

She squinted and chuckled, don't think about it, but also know how Feng Qiang's virginity is so beautiful. The demon girl is the demon girl.

"How can I care about her?" Seser chuckled, perhaps she should thank Cui Cui, if not for her, maybe she is still holding a hint of fantasy about Ming Chunshui here. It's okay now, and I think about it.

"Actually, the landlord has built the courtyard for several years, and it has been unoccupied. I guess he may not have found anyone who can live in that courtyard, and it is unknown." Feng Qiang smiled and shot. Open a wine jar and pour a glass of wine.

She naturally knew that Feng Qiang was only comforting her, and Ming Chunshui's ideal person existed, otherwise she would not treat her like this, and she was very clear about her charm.

He seized the wine, took a sip, and smiled, "What kind of wine is this? It tastes so good?"

Bian Feng Qiang said: "This is Begonia drunk."

"There is also a drunk word for such a light wine?" Seir smiled and drank the glass of wine.

"It will be drunk, just one cup." Feng Qianer blinked and smiled.

"No! I don't believe it." Secret squinted and smiled, took the jar, poured another glass, and drank his head. If you're drunk, it's good, you can sleep well tonight.

"The landlord is here!" Just then, someone who overheared announced loudly.

The chirping of bamboo leaves stopped, and the girls dancing near the campfire stopped, and everyone turned around and looked up.

His heart jumped abruptly, and with the light of the eyes of everyone looked back.

In the gloomy night, more than ten people came steadily. The first one was Ming Chunshui, the owner of Chunshui Building.

He walked gracefully and silently. As usual, it is a moon white shirt, elegant and free. The face was still wearing a warm white jade mask, and a faint lazy smile floating on the lips, looking warm and evil under the light of fire. Although there was a smile in the black eyes behind the mask, the majesty born that day was inadvertently flowing, making him smile, and his heart was still involuntarily in awe.

哪里 Where he went, everyone's attention followed, and we can see how respectful he was in Chunshui Tower.

I did not see him for two months and saw him again. This feeling of long-term reunion caused a small ripple in the quiet heart lake. However, remembering the last time I met, there was also the words of Wu Cuicui, who was gradually calming down.

Falcon turned his head and retracted the eyes fixed on him, looking only intently at the burning bonfire. Hopefully he may not see her, but on this occasion, he would probably ignore her even if he saw her.

Suddenly, it seemed that Seser was thinking wrong. In the quietness, in front of me, a moon-white dress corner suddenly appeared. On the corner, there were embroidered jade lotus petals, and each petal was delicate and delicate.

My head is a little groggy, and Sesu thought it was dazzling or dreaming. She shook her head and murmured, "Begonia is drunk. It is really good, and a glass is drunk."

She leaned up, but before taking a step, she took a slap, and as soon as she fell to the ground, she picked up a pair of big hands. Then the body lightened, and the sky turned round, who seemed to be in his arms.

He squinted his eyes and saw only a delicate white jade mask, and beautiful lips exposed.

Although he was drunk, he still recognized Ming Chunshui and stretched his fists against his chest, saying, "Let me go."

Qi Mingchunshui ignored her resistance, and hugged her in her arms, looked down at her face, and found that her cheeks were red and red, and her eyes were misty, as if they contained two drops of crystal spring water. Sakura's lips gasped slightly, exhaling a scent of wine, and at a glance she knew she was drunk.