Chapter 49: Qingyang 1 must

[049] Qingyang is a must [collection] When I think of this, there is no time for Lu to be angry with his son, and he quickly nodded and said, "The little is polite, polite ... There is something, I do n’t know the depth, just now, do n’t go to the heart ...

"Well, what's the matter?" Ye Qingxuan was really a little confused. He didn't hear what Lu's honesty meant. It is no wonder that Ye Qingxuan, originally, has some understanding of the minds of the crops in the four villages and eight villages. He can help and support, but only limited money and food. For those children who are not orphans, the selection score is strict. In the end, all the children with excellent qualifications ... Lu Yundong is one of them.
Because the concept of eating white food is not very concerned in the view, Ye Qingxuan is a master who cares nothing, and of course he does not care about these things, so when Lu honestly said, it was tantamount to saying that the Qingxuan Taoist did not even go Go inside.
有人 Rare people are pretending to be confused. Although Lu honestly is a farmer, he also has farmer's wisdom. I just nodded and laughed, but just said nothing about it.
"This little chief is like the second son of my family, and is also the little fairy in this concept?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "The trail is the Taoist priest in Qingyun ..."
云 Lu Yundong was a little flustered, for fear that his own dad might come up with some moth, and hurriedly said, "Dad, this is my little uncle, the grade is different ..."
"Different generations? Whoops, which generation do you always have?"
"Dad, with your generation ..."
"With my generation?"
"Yes, in my opinion, with you ..."
Uh ...
Ye Qingxuan, who was aside, couldn't answer, his eyebrows trembled, listening to the two second-goods father and son here clamoring.
After listening to his son's messy introduction, Lu honestly was full of admiration.
"Oh, the path is very promising ..." Ouch, a small priest who is so small will be mixed with his own generation, even with his son and his generation, he will be saluted when he meets. What a great skill! .
Lu honestly turned his face to look at his son, and he didn't get angry. He went up with a big neck: "Your little king and eight lambs, let you learn more and grow, you look at others, almost as old as you If you have learned well, you will be one generation higher, and you wo n’t know how to make progress, and you wo n’t know how to work hard— "
"Dad, this is not motivated, hard work, it has nothing to do with seniority, right? If I try harder, it is impossible to be a senior with you, how can you still be my dad, and my brother ..."
"Uh, Lier is such a lier ... What? Brother?" Paw, another big neck, "You bear stuff, stubbornly, eaten, your wings are hard, and your father doesn't recognize it ..." Your little king, eight lambs, I strangle you ... "
"Dad, this is what you said, not what I said ..."
Lu Yundong, who was scared by his father, began to circle around Ye Qingxuan.
Yundong's dad scratched his hoe, chasing it behind, and chasing it. He rounded his and started to slap his son. He watched that and his hand fluttering in front of his eyes. He almost beat him several times. To himself, Qing Xuan couldn't bear it at last, and yelled, "Stop--"
With a loud roar, and with internal force, the two of the Lu family were frightened and shrank.
"Good guy, this little long voice is loud enough."
Lu old man scratched his ears, staring at Qingxuan with a look of astonishment.
The young Taoist priest Qingxuan gave a leisurely gift, as if the loud drinking just now had nothing to do with him.
"Lord, I have one more question to ask Yundong, can I?"
行 "Okay, this bear child is here, you always ask ..."
"Uncle, what's the matter?"
"Is there a lady Lu who makes clothes in your village? Do you know where her home is?"
"I know, I know, uncle, you see, after entering the village, turn right when you encounter the intersection. The third is Lu's home ..."
"Oh, okay, thanks a lot. Don't forget to return to Shanha ..."
"Uncle Xiao, I have to trouble you. Please help me tell the master about going back to the mountain. I'm afraid it's two days late. The cow at home is lost, my brother and sister are still young, and my brother is an apprentice in town. As long as I can help, I also have to help find cows, can you tell me to the master, OK? "
"Well, okay." Qing Xuan turned slightly, rushed to the ground and said honestly, "Lord, I'm done, you can fight ..."
"Scared?"
Wu Qingxuan patted his sword and flew away.
"Dead boy, I killed you ..."
果 Sure enough, the father-son fight started.
"Lord Lu, if I see your family Ahua, I will bring it back for you ..."
Far away, a light voice came.
"Ahua? Ahua ... Oh, by the way, yao cow, yao cow ... ahhua ... ah ...
Lu Lu honestly began to hunt for cattle again.
Looking at Lu Yundong, who was still dumb on the side, Lu Laohan didn't get angry to hit one spot, and he kicked him according to his buttocks. Ahua, Ahua 唉 ... "
According to the address given by Lu Yundong, Qingxuan easily found Lu's home.
After the settlement was completed and the balance was paid off, Qing Xuan said, "Ama, you have to trouble me to hire someone to send me to the mountain."
"Well, let's hire someone, let me go, younger, younger ..." Lu Granny, who was more than half a year old but still healthy, shouted to the inner room, and soon came out a sturdy one. Farm guy.
Wu Qingxuan rarely came to the next mountain, but there was no reason to go back so early.
After Xun explained what was to be done, Qing Xuan again paid Lu Apo three money and silver, which was regarded as the cost of a laborer, which made Lu apo happy.
Pouting non-stop, while saying "this sorry, this sorry ...", while holding the silver in his arms as fast as possible.
Qingxuan smiled, so why would you make fun of these hard-working people who are on the front line of labor and rely on their own skills to earn money to eat?
Looking at Lu Apo's old son, carrying the robe on his back, he went directly up the mountain. As soon as Ye Qingxuan turned, he went in the other direction.
After circling halfway up the mountain, there is an official road there that intersects with the avenue to Qingyang Town to form a "D" intersection. There is a well-known beef noodle shop there. When I went to the city with my three brothers, I ate it once, and it was really delicious.
I rarely go down the mountain once, even if I don't go to Qingyang Town, but some delicious things I haven't eaten for a while, naturally I can't forget.
After a while, Qing Xuan ran down the mountain.
After hours and noon, I felt hungry in my belly, and thought of the food to be tasted, my feet became extremely rushed.
Regardless of the verdant beauty of the surroundings, after running across a mountain range, he looked up and saw that there were a few cottages beside the "D" intersection at a distant soil slope.
On the edge of thatched house, a clear stream flows from the mountain, and on a large willow tree by the stream, a curtain of wine is drawn. Lu Yuan couldn't see the handwriting, but Ye Qingxuan couldn't help it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ knowing that he finally found a place.
Xu secretly mentioned the internal force, and Qing Xuan's footsteps were a little self-reliant.
I walked along the road to the T-junction and saw the big willow tree seen in the distance. The stout trunks that usually cannot be hugged by five or six people are entwined with vines. From the ground to the top of the tree, they are afraid to be five or six feet high. The ground is covered with a large shady place. Holding a wine curtain of the size of a sauce tank, there are four big characters on it: "Qing Yang Yi Jue".
At this time, the tree vines were full of fuchsia flowers, connected with green willow branches, hanging from the trees, it was beautiful, blowing a cool breeze from the stream surface, and the attractive floral fragrance with purple flowers , Can not help but feel refreshed.
Xun really is a good place to relax and let the little Taoist priest Qing Xuan rush to the tiredness.
Under the shade of a large tree, seven or eight tables and chairs were scattered on the ground. Although it was noon, the guests were sparse, occupying only four tables and a dozen diners.
At the threshold of the front door of the door was a shop junior, a gray blouse, a blue turban, and a large apron around his chest.
As soon as I looked up, I saw a little Taoist with a wide coat and large sleeves rushing over, and had already walked under the big tree. I couldn't help but lost the camellia and got up to greet him. Now, I do n’t know if the prince of the ministry holds the ring, this family has good fenjiu and great beef. Two new cold dishes, when you want snacks, big buns and cakes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Welcome book readers , The latest, fastest, and most popular serial works are available at ~ EbookFREE.me ~ mobile users please read.