Chapter 391: Seventh of July

Chapter 399, July, seventh
Although Nie Qianxi is only twelve years old, after all, she is a young girl, she has a long cough, and she has a long-lasting fragrance. It is like a girl’s action, but she really wants Zhang. Xiaohua is embarrassed, do you say that you are sideways to let go? Doesn't that let Miss Nie lick her mouth? But if you don’t let it go, isn’t it cheaper to have a girl?
Although Zhang Xiaohua did not let go of his knowledge, Nie Qiang's movements still allowed Zhang Xiaohua to do a full evasive action. However, after thinking about it, before thinking about it, Zhang Xiaohua stood still heroically and fearlessly.
I only felt a warm and tender body, a fragrant scent into the nose, and then a weak arm wrapped around the waist of Zhang Xiaohua, Zhang Xiaohua swayed and almost fell to the ground, this Tianlei quenched the bones, the body of the heavens and the earth refining the veins, it seems that I have never received such treatment.
All of a sudden it seems to have a feeling of not adapting.
Zhang Xiaohua is trying to reach out and push Nie Qianxi a little, telling her what the meaning of men and women is not being kissed, and she heard that Nie Qianxi cried in his arms: "Ren brother, how are you?" Come back, little orange, she... she was taken away!"
"Ah?" Zhang Xiaohua sighed and said: "Is it my mouth? I know that I am so powerful, I will not make fun of you. Tell me what is going on? Is it the Pingyang City bully to force the small orange? When is the second 姨 too? Or is the thief outside the city going to marry him to be the wife of the village?"
Ren Zhang Xiaohua said, Nie Qianzhen also seems to be frightened, that is, not let go, kneeling in his arms, crying, never stop.
Although Zhang Xiaohua couldn't see the way Nie Qianxi was buried in his arms, he could listen to the sob, and he could think of the rain and the pears. Zhang Xiaohua didn't feel a bit pouting. "This child, no mother hurts, really. Poor."
After a cup of tea, Nie Qianxi seems to be crying tired, and then I realized that I was rude. I quickly escaped from Zhang Xiaohua’s arms and looked down with a blushing look. I must hide my little face on my chest.
Zhang Xiaohua felt a little funny, coughing twice, and asked: "Small fish, tell me about how the little orange is going on? How was it stolen?"
Nie Qianyu listened, and quickly looked up, was about to talk, but at a glance, Zhang Xiaohua’s chest was wet, but not the tears she just cried? Immediately scared and lowered his head.
Zhang Xiaohua stepped forward and patted her head and said: "Small fish, you can do it first, and slowly say, I have already returned, and I will give it to me."
Zhang Xiaohua’s action on the head is a bit reckless. He was used to being a at home and his older brother and brother. Naturally, it was a gesture of comfort. Let’s not say that Nie Qianxi is a girl. You shoot. People's heads are good, even in other places, arbitrarily photographing people's heads is also a big taboo.
Fortunately, Nie Qianxi had not had time to dodge, and Zhang Xiaohua’s thief handed his head. Nie Qianxi looked up a little unhappy and saw Zhang Xiaohua’s calm smile. The hand on the head is thousands of times warmer, making you feel safe.
Nie Qianxi was very obedient and sat down to the side, saying that Zhang Xiaohua left after the incident.
It turned out that after Zhang Xiaohua’s departure from the first six seasons of the first month of the month, Nie Qianxi and the little orange were angry with Zhang Xiaohua’s jokes. The two girls who were alone could be isolated from the strange city of Pingyang. Feeling, so, they almost didn't go out. Only when the weather cleared up, they strolled through the courtyard. If it was okay on weekdays, they stayed in the house, just talking about some laughter, and the past in the cottage in the village. Second, the only difference is that in this discourse, many of them involve the thief who actually left them in this inn and left alone.
However, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the sky was finally sunny, and it was the day when the lanterns were seen. The lanterns in Luzhen attracted the attention of Zhang Xiaohua, not to mention the grandness and excitement of the Pingyang City Lantern.
Therefore, Nie Qianxi and the small oranges did not endure the noise of the outside of the inn, and for the first time walked out of the inn's door.
The excitement is actually second. The most important thing is that in Mo Zhencheng, where Nie Qian’s hometown is located, there is another custom in the 15th Lantern Festival. That is, young women can write their wishes into papers and put them on the river. On the lotus lamp, let it drift, if there is a of water, it will open the girl's note to meet the wish of this lucky girl.
In the past, Nie Qianxi never had any major wishes. He was casual. Today is the first time that he has a big wish. Therefore, she does not care whether this Pingyang City has this custom. Street purchase lotus lights.
In fact, Zhang Xiaohua said that it is also very reasonable. Nie Qianxi is only a 12-year-old girl. When she is physically developing, her appearance is not extremely outstanding. Although the small orange is a beautiful girl, it is a beautiful embryo, but it is also a gimmick. And there is no compelling temperament, the two people go to the streets, there will be no branching.
However, people are not as good as days, and there is no custom of putting lotus lanterns in Pingyang City. It’s only after turning for a long time that this is to find something satisfactory. Coincidentally, just out of the lantern shop, I saw a blind man with a blind eye. There was a small stall on the street, and a few big characters were put on the street: "Looking for the future and asking for marriage."
Nie Qianxi was full of lights in the evening, and there was no attention at all. But when the little orange saw it, the footsteps could not move. I had to take the lady to look over there. Miss is looking for a marriage."
Where did Nie Qianxi not understand the idea of ​​a small orange, so the two went up to the front, and the nephew asked the birth of the eight characters, giving the two two images, one is the middle, the wish of the small orange, the other It is the middle and lower, and it is a good mood for Nie Qianxi.
Nie Qian snorted and offered a few big sums of money. When he walked, he said, "No, no, no, no." However, it was still dark when it was lit at night.
The small orange accompanied the care, helped the lady to put the lotus lamp, and also specifically said that the water is definitely better than the scorpion, which makes Nie Qianxi slightly relieved.
But when they just turned back to the corner and went back to the inn, they suddenly flew a black shadow man from the side wall and reached for the acupuncture points on the two. Nie Qianyu clearly saw the man’s body before he passed out. Shape, isn't it the scorpion of the previous street?
When Nie Qiang woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. In the inn’s room, listening to the innkeeper’s words, he went out to find friends last night, and he was hit by the black man, the black man seemed to also When I saw someone appearing and escaping, I left Nie Qianzhen and didn't go away.
At that time, Nie Qianxi was scared to face the earth, no longer dare to walk out of the inn half a step, even the idea of ​​going to the official office is not, and the innkeeper of the inn always said that more than one thing is less, the victim does not report, and What about him? So I fell down.
Zhang Xiaohua listened, and then I realized that the innkeepers looked at their own eyes, but no one lost them. They still dared not report to the official. They thought they were personal traffickers.
Zhang Xiaohua touched his chin by hand and thought about it. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and asked: "Small fish, is the birth of a small orange the seventh day of July?"

Ah?
Nie Qian was shocked and said,
How do you know?

Immediately like the earthy road: "Have she told you this?"
Zhang Xiaohua said: "When did the little orange tell me? Why don't I know?"
"You, you understand that you already know the birth of a small orange, I didn't tell you, she didn't tell you, is it what you dreamed of?"
Zhang Xiaohua was smirked and laughed and said what he had encountered in Luzhen. Nie Qianxi was just a smile: "I thought you were a blind man."
"Xunzi? Hehe" Zhang Xiaohua also smiled: "If it is a blind man, it will not swear."
Then, it was frowning. "I didn't think so much on the same day. I just wanted the government to intervene in such a thing, but I forgot to question the black man. It was a negligence."
"Yeah, Ren Big Brother, it’s almost ten days, and I don’t know how the little oranges live and die?"
At this time, Zhang Xiaohua was calm, that is, as Nie Qianxi said, it has been ten days. If something happened, it should have happened, and the incident of the black girl in Luzhen who forced the little girl was estimated. These two things are organized and planned collective events. They should be different from the flowers that are commonly known. The real thing that small oranges should pay attention to is life, not others.
"But, Big Brother, what should I do now? I didn't dare to report to the official. If the official asked me about my origins, I am afraid that I will recruit the bad guys again, so... I hope the stars look forward to the moon these days. The big brother came over, you said, am I too selfish?"
Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said: "The little fish is clever and tight. It is very correct not to report to the official. You didn't listen to me saying that the place where I went. The people in the official office are running too late. Where will they be? Pingyang The city's official government may be better, but when they ask about your origins, let's not say how the little oranges are, you fold them first, which is unwise."
"So, what does Big Brother think I am doing right?"
Zhang Xiaohua said with a thumbs up: "It’s just right, it’s just smart."
Nie Qiang’s face was red, and the grievances and grievances that had been in his heart for ten days had long since disappeared.
In just a few months, Zhang Xiaohua knew that the girl had always been strong, but after all, she was young and still a little young. When she encountered such a thing, it was difficult to make a difference. She said: "Okay, I am back. Let me give you the little oranges. Look at your face and rest.
Then, look around and say: "Little fish, I am going next door, you sleep."
"Ren brother..."