Chapter 214: Zhang Liang's thoughts

The next day, before the sky was bright, Cuihuan informed Master An Rushuang that he was out.
An Rushuang looked at the dark sky and asked, "But what happened to the old lady?"
How else would she come to her so early?
Cuihuan shook her head and said, "I haven't heard anything from the old lady, but now I guess I'm still asleep."
An Rushuang frowned, and lay on the bed again, with a small hand waving: "Then leave him alone, let him wait."
She's here to treat the old lady, and she can't control what happens to this old man.
Cuihuan stared at the young girl with wide eyes. After a while, the young girl was breathing evenly and fell asleep again, before she stuttered and said, "Yes ... it's a girl!"
The sky was heavy outside, the daylight never rose, and the moonlight never fell. It was just at the turn of the day. It looked like a mythical sky and appeared in the vast desert in the distance.
In.
Zhang Liang watched the moon every day and the sun rose, so he got up very early.
When the blood in his heart warmed up a little bit, it was the coldest day of the day. It was ridiculous!
They are building a career and being well known and supported by everyone, and he can only sit here, waiting day after day, to be a disgusting Zhang Dashan.
As soon as Cuihuan's footsteps rang outside the door, Zhang Liang turned back suddenly and saw that she was the only one who was disappointed.
"Where is she?"
"The girl is still resting ..." Cuihuan looked at the master's back stiffly, and was really wronged.
Zhang Liang sighed slightly and waved her back.
After a while, the sky grew brighter, the moon slowly fell, and a round of tomorrow was about to jump out of the desert's far east.
Zhang Liang waited breathlessly, but suddenly he heard a voice.
"Why look here? The scenery in the desert is just right."
He turned back and saw the girl in black standing behind him in doubt.
Zhang Liang smiled slightly: "There are frequent wars in the desert, and naturally you cannot go to the desert. If you lose a life for the sake of your eyes, it is really worthless."
An Rushuang also laughed, she glanced left and right, and said, "I have a way, can you have a ladder here?"
Zhang Liang responded and moved the high ladder. An Rushuang looked at him in surprise. The ladder was very heavy. He looked like a scholar with no chickens in his hands.
Not small.
At this time, the Fuzhong also woke up sporadically. From the smallest mouse, to humans, to horses, many creatures exude vitality, as if echoing this vigorous world.
The voice started.
An Rushuang climbed up the roof along the ladder. She looked at the slowly rising tomorrow and couldn't help smiling. The golden edge and the flaming heart slowly, as if every day was once
newborn.
The light of gold fell on her face, and she seemed to be shining.
Zhang Liang stopped on the ladder. He turned his back to the sunlight, but for the first time, he felt that his heart was agitating, and his blood was hissing, as if it were going to burst in his heart.
He looked at her, and an empty heart suddenly became full.
An Rushuang gave him a curious look: "What can you see there? Don't you want to see this sunrise?"
Sitting on the roof, she can see the vast desert, and she and Yun Ran have seen it once, sitting in the desert, but in the blink of an eye, the things are wrong.
Zhang Liang looked at her and smiled slightly.
Instead of seeing the sunrise, he saw more beautiful scenery.
When he just wanted to say something, someone called out, "Master! Madam wants to see you!"
Zhang Liang froze slightly, An Rushuang also heard it, and then quickly went down: "Let ’s go, the sun on the left and right has come out, and we will see it when we are free."
However, she never got up, and every time she got up, it was already bright.
Zhang Liang's lip cornered slowly and firmly, "Okay. I'll see it later."
Anyway, they still have time.
The two cascaded through the wide garden and entered the old lady's courtyard.
The An Rushuang looked at the nearby layout, but he was secretly shocked. This is a remote place, and a five-in courtyard may not have much silver two, but in Shengdu, only Wang Ye
Only in this way can there be such a courtyard.
And I did n’t take a good look yesterday. The strange flowers and plants here are really complete. The strange stones in the garden, I heard from Cuihuan, that they were transported here in Suzhou and Hangzhou, only for transportation.
The price is already staggering.
No wonder he said five thousand and two, but he didn't care.
The old lady was lying on the bed, and the room was filled with a thick scent.
An Rushuang looked at the nearby windows, but as she said, they were slightly opened, but they were blocked by curtains again, and the ventilation effect was still minimal.
"Aliang, come here."
The old lady saw the two eyes full of joy, and her eyes fell on An Rushuang next to Zhang Liang. She looked at her from head to toe, and remembered the girls who said that the girl had been
Taking care of her in bed, she couldn't help but be satisfied.
Moreover, whether the woman walks or smiles is dignified, even in this mausoleum, it is one of the first.
"Girl, sit here and let grandma look."
An Rushuang froze slightly, and saw Zhang Liang also looked at herself before reacting. The old lady called herself.
She was quite embarrassed, remembering that she was trying to deceive the old man for the sake of 5,000 yuan, and she was a little bit sad, but hadn't waited for her to say anything, Zhang Liang had already picked her up
Take her to the bed.
An Rushuang pulled out his hand, and the old man looked at the young girl in front of him, his eyes flashed.
"Grandma, how are you feeling now?"
Zhang Liang sat down beside the bed, looking at the dark red bedding, and suddenly thought of 'ghost bugs', she couldn't help looking pale.
The old lady's voice was dumb, but she grinned, "It's okay, where did the girl come from? Grandma doesn't know what your name is yet."
The old lady was obviously more interested in quiet An Rushuang.
An Rushuang smiled: "My name is Bai Shuang, from Shengdu, a doctor." With such a soft voice, she asked, "Is the old lady having dinner today?"
The old lady shook her head with a smile, and her thin fingers stretched out to hold An Rushuang's hand. An Rushuang took a slight slump, but still took a step forward and held the old lady's hand.
She felt the dry hand again.
"My old woman knows in my heart that I don't think I will live a few days ..."
She sighed and looked at her grandson aside: "I just hope that I can see you well before closing my eyes ..."