The fifth year, the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month.

Qingyun Village, on the bank of Canglan River.

"Woo la la la la!"

"Ah hahaha!"

Two little men, who were carved with pink jade, were standing by the torrent of Canglan River, shouting happily.

"Two little bastards, I'm so stupid. I have to beat your ass today!"

"Yes, beat them up!"

At this moment, two voices came from not far behind.

The two naughty boys turned around and saw a woman rushing to chase after her. There was a girl next to them smiling gloating at them. They immediately exclaimed: "No, Grandma Chun and Aunt Jiu are here, let's run away!"

After saying that, the two of them held hands and ran on the rugged bank full of ice and snow on the riverside.

"Oh! Little ancestor, please slow down, slow down...ahhh!"

The woman saw two children running wildly on the embankment, and there was the surging water of the Canglan River next to her. It was so dangerous that she shouted quickly, but when she was halfway through, she almost shocked her soul.

I saw the little boy at the edge of the side slipping and falling into the Canglan River.

Seeing that the most terrifying scene was about to happen, the woman almost fainted, and a figure suddenly jumped out of the river, picked up the little boy in the air, and then landed safely.

He turned over the little boy's butt and handed it to the woman whose legs and feet were weak and unable to stand firm, and encouraged him: "Aunt Chun, beat him up, beat him up, he is the most naughty!"

The girl called Aunt Ninth also giggled: "Beat, Aunt Chun, beat it hard!"

Aunt Chun raised her hand high, but when she fell down, she carried the boy into her arms. Instead, she scolded the two girls and said, "You two are not as good as elders, one is the aunt and the other is the aunt!"

The boy who was held in her arms was smiling proudly, looking at his aunt and aunt, grinning.

The thirteen-year-old little Jiu Niang was so cute that she wrinkled at the boy's nose and said, "Make you laugh, Aunt Chun is looking at you, is your mother looking at you too? Wait, and then turn around and tell Sister Yuan Yuan to keep it and let her smash your little butt. Don't call him An'an in the future, call him no butt!"

When the little boy heard this, his face turned pale. He covered his butt with his little hands, looked at Aunt Chun with tears in his eyes, and said with a pout: "Grandma, don't be without a butt..."

Aunt Chun angrily blasted Jiuniang away, turned around and coaxed: "With grandmother here, no one can hit you!"

Seeing that he was still crying, he turned his head and wanted to pick up Jiu Niang again.

Jiu Niang jumped away earlier, hugged the little girl, and said with a smile: "Aunt Chun, you're useless to beat me. Sister Yuanyuan listens to you in everything, only disciplines the child and doesn't listen to you."

Ning Nannan, who was full of heroic spirit, raised his chin and was handsome and stylish, and said, "Aunt Chun, don't spoil him too much. Pingping is fine, An An is getting more and more naughty, and dares to bring Pingping here. If I hadn't seen that he would follow him badly, something big would have to happen today. He was about to fall into the river and be swept away. If you look back, you can't explain to my cousin, right?"

"Okay, okay, shut up!"

After drinking the two unlucky girls, Aunt Chun coaxed the boy named An An in his arms and said, "I don't dare to bring my sister here again in the future. If I fall down from the river, it's not a joke."

An An grinned and said, "It's not that I'm here to play, I'm here to replenish fish with my sister, and let my grandmother make soup. My grandmother said yesterday that my father likes to drink fish soup the most. Today is my father's baby. My grandmother said he's coming back today..."

When Aunt Chun heard this, her heart almost didn't feel warm and said, "Good grandson, good grandson, what a filial and good child!"

An An struggled with a smile and jumped out of Aunt Chun's arms, took Aunt Chun's hand and raised her face and asked, "Grandmother, my father is a great hero, the best in martial arts in the world. He saved the people of the world and also ran for so many people in the world every day. He is busy with big things, so I will take care of his grandmother on his behalf. How about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Aunt Chun was naturally happy and nodded repeatedly.

Jiuniang and Ning Nannan looked strange...

Jiu Niang seemed to have seen the scene of being "brainwashed" by Aunt Chun when she was young, while Ning Nannan almost couldn't help but blurt out the words "nonsense".

It doesn't matter if she recognizes the others, but the words "a great hero, the best in the world in martial arts" are like eating two flies.

Seeing that her cool and handsome face was almost twisted and ferocious, Jiu Niang whispered sympathetically: "Forget it, my brother-in-law is also a martial saint. My sister has not yet become a saint. Brother-in-law and Honger become a saint first. Sister Honger will not fight with my brother-in-law. Now there is no saint in the Central Plains. Isn't my brother-in-law a hero and the best in martial arts in the world?"

Ning Nannan curled his lips and said, "If it weren't for the Shengyuan, he wouldn't even beat me. Besides, my master can cut him with one sword!" As he said that, he said annoyed, "Forget it, Master is now more listened to my cousin than before, how could he attack him? But Aunt Chun coaxed Pingping An'an all day long, sooner or later, will they know the truth like you?"

Jiu Niang smiled and said, "What's the truth? My brother-in-law has indeed saved the people of the world and left no war in the world. The people no longer have to worship the three holy lands. The masters of the holy land either obediently open mountains and build roads, or go overseas to act as a blessing, and cannot harm the world. Are they not heroes? Just five years ago, all the people who have been refugees have gone out of their own camps. They all have better fields to cultivate and have their own homes. And the brothel women in those days have also sought good people to live. Not only them, three years ago, my brother-in-law sent an order: Any prostitute in the world who is willing to follow good people can leave the brothel in white, and those who dare to stop will be exiled for 30,000 miles. All slaves in the world will be cut off, and the master and slaves will be punished. My brother-in-law said that the people in the Central Plains cannot be driven into slaves. Can such people still be called heroes?"

When Ning Nannan heard this, he suddenly looked at Jiu Niang suspiciously, lowered his voice and warned: "Jiu Niang, you are my cousin's sister-in-law, you can't fall into his trap!"

"Pooh!"

Jiu Niang's face was as beautiful as a flower and blushed, and she spat: "Are you crazy girl? I won't tell you anymore."

Just as he was about to leave this man, Aunt Chun took the two children home, he suddenly heard Pingping, who had been quiet, shouting loudly: "Dad is back! Dad is back!"

Everyone turned around and looked at Aunt Chun, An An, Jiu Niang and others were all happy.

Only Ning Nannan curled his lips secretly, and saw Lin Ning stepping on a green bamboo, holding her hands behind her, coming gracefully, and being so angry...

She looked at the flashing eyes in Jiuniang's starry eyes beside her and sighed in her heart:

It's over!

...

PS: Cough, I can’t finish writing this lifestyle rhythm even if I write another 200 chapters. I just feel incompatible with this topic. Forget it, let’s stop here.

Overall, this book has learned a lot of experience and lessons.

The biggest lesson is that when writing a book, you must have an outline and not be misleading.

Also, the positioning must be clear. The system is really useless, and the originally envisioned system is not like this...

In addition, when I was getting married, all kinds of complicated things were disturbed, which made the book very unhappy. The characters and plots were all superficial and could not be subsidized, so I was not satisfied with it. Therefore, I never asked for monthly tickets or subscribed from beginning to end.

[To be honest, I have been using wild fruit reading to read books and follow updates recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud for many tones, www. Android and Apple are available.]

Forget it, let’s summarize the lessons and finish the trivial matters. Let’s come back next year.

I still want to write about the Red Mansions in the new book, those beautiful characters, and those beautiful girls, Lin Meimei, Bao Meimei, Keqing, Fengjie...

I haven't seen each other for a year, I miss you very much.
Chapter completed!