Vol 5 Chapter 85: Undercurrent poison

Chapter 85—Underflow Poison
When people are rich, they can't be stricken with big fish and flesh, drunk every day, and dream of death, and beautiful women live in groups every day.
Such a rich life is easy to die.
It is a harmonious life that spiritual wealth and real wealth must grow together.
However, the most important thing to enjoy spiritual wealth is to be literate, to learn fantasy, and to discover beauty in a poor life is to enjoy spiritual enjoyment.
The two wives of Gouzi belong to the kind of people who can't live.
Yun's has a wealth of ingredients, but unfortunately, the dog's wife Lan Ying will not do it, nor will the smarter Rancho.
So, no matter what kind of ingredients, throwing them into the iron pot and adding salt to cook it is a rare delicacy.
Yun's produced silk, hemp cloth was also produced, and even Gebu was also produced in a small amount, so when you live in Yun's, you don't have to worry about not having cloth to make clothes.
The Huns look very rugged in making clothes. A hole is cut in a piece of cloth and put on their heads, and a rope is tied around the waist, which is a good dress.
Gouzi is very strange. He was madly tortured by two Xiongnu women. He still does not go to the Yun's canteen to eat. Every day, as long as there is nothing, he stays with the two lonely women in the small courtyard .
The wok came out, steaming, meat pieces, vegetables, bread, rice mixed with an indescribable taste.
Gouzi will still let Lan Ying prepare a big bowl for him and squat under the eaves to eat very sweetly.
As long as he doesn't go out, the dog must wear the clothes that Rancho made for him with a serious Xiongnu flavor.
It doesn't look good, but it's very warm.
When the dogs squatted to eat, Lan Yingrancho would squat beside her husband and eat in the warm sun. For them, this is a good life.
When they are fine at night, they also drink a little wine. At this time, the dog will hug a wife and listen to the other wife telling him about every day of his experience in Yun.
The whole family, only the puppy is an exception.
Gouzi absolutely does not allow two wives to contaminate their children with a little bit of Huns, so the little puppies who are already walking, wearing tiger hats, wearing tiger-toed shoes, run around in vain.
It is no different from other children.
Last time, Lan Qiao gave birth to a baby, and Lan Ying was envious. Since the dog came back, she hoped that she would have one too. So, the dog was lying on Lan Ying for many nights.
It's just that God is cruel, Rancho's belly is big again, but Lanying's belly is flat, no matter how hard she tries with the dog, it's useless.
The wind chicken made by Mao Hai is notoriously good.
In autumn, a lot of chickens were slaughtered at home. In order not to damage them, Mao Haiba made a lot of wind chickens, wind ducks and wind geese.
In the late autumn, people need calories to supplement. At this time, eating these pickled flavors seems very seasonal.
Dogs usually go to Mao's house to get three wind chickens when their birds are about to fade out.
The people in his family eat a lot, and one or two are simply not enough.
Mao Hai hopes Gouzi to marry another Han girl, and every time he talks about it, Gouzi will smile.
Once the powerful Chinese girl entered the door, the two silly Huns women had no way to live.
Rancho, who already had a big belly, came in from outside the door, wearing a yellow trumpet flower on his head. After the dog looked closely, he discovered that it was a gourd flower.
The gourds planted in autumn on the edge of the hot springs have begun to have male flowers blooming ... but who's woman will insert a gourd flower on her head?
Knowing that Rancho was being teased by those women again, Gouzi quietly took the gourd flower from Rancho's hair and put it in his mouth to slowly chew and eat it.
"This kind of flower is for eating. If I want to wear a flower, I will go to Yanglingyi tomorrow and buy some silk flowers for you. Your skin is white and you look beautiful in red."
Lan Qiao smiled and said, "Husband is so good."
"Lan Ying?"
"They were called to dress up by the mother-in-law and said that they would be dressed up and she would have a baby for her husband."
Gouji moaned undetectably, and saw Rancho's calf swelled so much that she was lying on a soft couch, squatting by the stove, and massaging her calf.
Rancho seemed interested in the dog's hair, so he grabbed a lock and braided it to play.
Rancho ran for a whole day and fell asleep soon. The dog covered her with a blanket, placed her sleeping son next to Rancho, and then made the stove prosperous, sitting alone by the stove. Listen to the hissing sound of the iron kettle.
Lan Ying squeezed into the door, and the dog could not help sighing. Before Lan Ying showed off his makeup, the dog poured the hot water from the iron pot into the tub, and threw it into a tent. Lan Ying washed her face.
With a face painted like a red cloth, he didn't know where beauty was.
Lan Ying, who had cleaned her face, suddenly cried in a low voice.
Gouzi asked her to sit on a stool, took rouge gouache from her arms, and put on makeup for her personally. In such a livelihood, Gouzi had studied in the embroidered clothes messenger group, and the craft was much stronger than the average woman .
Lan Ying and Lan Qiao are actually pretty good. They were originally beautiful among the Huns. Can Liu Ling look at them, and as a tool to envelop people's hearts, can women's faces be sent there?
The Huns' skin is generally white, and Lanying and Rancho are sisters. They have long linen hair and two eyes as blue as the lake.
After trimming Lan Ying's eyebrows and retouching with charcoal, she took the bronze mirror to show Lan Ying herself.
Lan Ying was stunned when she saw the beauty in the bronze mirror.
Gouzi smiled and said: "If you want to be beautiful in the future, I will come to see you husband and me, where will the ignorant fools of Ma Zizi dress up the beauty."
Lan Ying grabbed the bronze mirror in one hand and the dog's hand in the other. Although he was about to faint, the two things were not willing to let go.
"There is chicken broth left for you in the pot. After a while, I will heat up the rice and eat it. Don't just eat meat. You must also eat a little food, and you are not allowed to throw it out.
I went to the big brother Mao Hai. "
Lan Ying just reluctantly let go of the dog's hand, with a little regret, she likes her husband just looking at her gaze.
In the late autumn season, it was basically the time when the fierce beast lay dormant.
The tiger king walked lonely on the ground covered with hoarfrost, followed by a tiger half his size behind him.
After the two tigers walked around Zhuangzi one after another, they roughly arched the dog standing in front of the door and went straight into Yunshi.
The little tiger sniffed between the crotches of the dogs, feeling that the taste was not satisfactory, so he caught up with his father and went to sleep in the warm room earlier.
White sunset frost, this is a harbinger of snow, there are no pedestrians on the official road in the distance, the wealthy Shanglinyuan people, even the most diligent young people, will not make money in such weather.
The person who hadn't come was disappointed.
He is the first insurance of Yun's safety, which is very clear.
The house owner took Liang Ruyi away. Whether it was Zhao Yu, Wang Wenshu, or the emperor, he would ask why.
In the past, it will naturally wipe out all hidden crises. If Yun ’s acquisition of money is leaked, it must be a huge disaster.
Mao Hai came back from the outside and looked up at the squirrel in the pine tree. When he saw the dog leaning against the door frame and bored the pumpkin seeds, he laughed: "No news is the best news."
Gouzi nodded and split the fried pumpkin seeds in half to Mao Hai, and the two leaned on the door frame to nibble on the seeds.
"Mr. Xia Hou Jing is really pitiful. Under the betrayal, only one disciple, Liang Zan, stood by his side ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Do you think Liang Zan can inherit everything from Mr. Xia Hou?"
Gouzi spit out the seeds and said: "If not, what do you think we should do? Do you think it would be impossible to interrupt Xia Houjing's unfilial son's leg?"
Mao Haisha shook his head and said: "Don't move, after that time, I'm worried that the disaster will frequently fall on Xiahou's head, which will make people doubt."
Gouzi said: "Since this is the case, it's up to Liang Zan's own. At this stage of the matter, all the situations are beneficial to him, and he should be able to grasp it."
"Have the father and son returned?"
"came back."
"Then close the door. In the cold weather, our brothers go for a drink."
"Okay, let me warn Ma and go to your house."
"Your wife is bullied again?"
Gouzi sneered: "They are dressed like ghosts by Ma's wife!"