: Extra 2

The Qingshan Valley outside Xuanzhou City has always been quiet, and it is a good place to avoid the hidden mountains and not to ask the world.
Beiyun County Wang Shizi Luoshuang, Nanping County Wang Shizi Luo You, Pingri, one south and one north, no way to meet, only every three years of Qingming, these two talents have the opportunity to see the side in the green valley .
Although Luo is not the long-term grandson of the Luo family, he is the oldest brother, so even if he is based on the world, Luo Qi’s eldest son Luo Shuang is the grandson of Luo’s generation, but in front of Luo You, Luo Shuangke never Dare to put this grandson's spectrum.
"You are late for a day," with his wife and children, Luo Yu, who went to Qingshan one day before Luo Shuang, said to Luo Shuang, who arrived at the dusty servant, watching the bodyguard named Mo, who was behind Mo Luo, Luo You gently wrinkled his brow.
"It's not good to go on the road," Luo said with a smile. "Big brother, what about my nephews? Let me see them."
"Leave, you are here too," Luo Yu ignored Luo Shuang, said to stand behind Luo Luo.
"You are a good young man," Mo is busy and gives Luo You a gift.
"Well," Luo You snorted.
"Go," Luo Luo Laluo walked. "How do you see it once, brother, can't you give me a good face?"
"How did you bring him here?" Luo asked.
Mo is behind these two Wang Shizi, is a body, his body is strong, this shrink, but people look a little pitiful.
"I took him to meet my uncle." Luo Shuang did not shy away: "The little uncle is not like you."
"What happened to us?" Luo asked.
"Snobbery!" Luo Shuang said after Luo You's sentence, his mouth yelling at his nephew and niece, ran away from Luo You's side.
Luo Yu looked back and looked away, and his face was unhappy.
Mo is even more afraid to look up.
"Let's go," Luo You's wife, Pingzhang Emperor Xuan's long son, Princess Xixi, came over and pulled Luo You.
Luo You left the Mo and left.
"That is the person brought by the cream brother," princess prayed to her husband: "Uncle regardless of him, can you manage him?"
Luo You looked back and looked at it. He stood there, and some of them were overwhelmed. He said, "This kind of person, looks like a general, what does he look at him? Also brought to the younger uncle? If the uncle is still there It is hard to say that this person can still live in Luofu!"
"You are talking about the bad things of Xiao Shu?"
This sentence of Princess Xixi, let Luo You shut up.
When Luo Shuang went to the valley chalet, it was already dusk. With Luo You’s hand repairing the wooden house, Luo Shuang took Mo to leave the tomb of Rowe.
"I really want to go?" Mo was a little timid: "That is King Kong!"
"What are you afraid of?" Luo Shuang took Mo to leave to the tomb of Rowe. "King prince is my uncle. I remember when I was young, my uncle was still holding me at Luoxiangfu! My mother said, When I first got out of the womb, Xiaoshu held me in Yunguan, but unfortunately," Luo Shuang was not willing to say: "I didn't remember at the time."
At this moment, I looked at Jin Wangwei’s graveyard, so a simple mound is Jin Wangwei’s graveyard?
"Under the tung tree, it is the burial bone of my uncle." Luo Shuang pointed to a leafy tung tree and said to him: "This tree grew up, when I was a little uncle." When I was buried here, the tree was just a small sapling."
"There is no tombstone," Mo is leaving.
"My grandfather said that Xiaoshu doesn't need it. The little uncle wants only one person," Luo said. "There will be another person buried in this tree."
"who is it?"
"I don't know," Luo said: "But it should be Xiao Shu's love in this life, or why should he wait here for him?"
Do not leave "ah?"
"Little uncle," Luo Shuang took the hand of Mo, then went under the tung tree, and said: "He called Mo, the name is frost for him, the luck of the frost is good, walked around the street. I picked up this person. Shouting people," Luo Shuang turned his head away.
"Wang Ye," Mo shouted.
"Call your uncle," Luo Shuang said helplessly: "What sir is your lord?"
"I want to call Xiaoshu?"
"Little uncle," Luo Shuang said to Luo Wei's bones: "You don't blame him for not knowing things, but it's a bit silly, but I like it, Xiaoshu, the person I like, Xiaoshu will like it too?"
Mo is red. He really didn't know what Wang Shizi was thinking all the time. He was a wandering child. He couldn't see that he had any place where he was good. He looked good and was not clever. The martial arts was not high. Also awkward, it is simply a person who has nothing to do. I don’t know why Beiyun Wang Shizi said that he likes him. Looking at the tree sitting under the tree, Luo Jin, who talked about the local language, and Luo Yan, who was a local speaker, unconsciously smiled.
"Little uncle," Luo said at this time: "I gave him a name, this person will not leave me again in this life? Frost is not like Xiaoshu, one person is here, no I know how long I have to wait before I can wait for that person. Uncle, the cream is very smart, and the person I like, I will hold him tightly around, so that he will not leave me for a moment."
"Shi Zi," Mo did not come forward.
"Sit down," Luo Shuang Lamo sat down and said, "After we died, we also found a tree to be buried. From the point of view, the scenery here is beautiful."
Do not look at the surrounding forests, the mountains and deep forests, the kingfishers are empty, "It is very quiet here," Mo said: "Wang Ye is not alone here?"
"Also called Wang Ye?"
"I mean little uncle."
"This is the place that Xiaoshu set himself. I said, the big world, Xiaoshu only likes it here," Luo said: "And, the person he waited for, will come, Xiaoshu is just waiting for someone to return. Home."
"Home?"
"The big brother is repairing the wooden house, which is the home of the uncle and the person who once lived."
"Wang, didn't you live here?"
"The past things, I don't know much," Luo Shuang held Mou's hand: "Who are you talking about who the little uncle likes? People like my uncle, people who like, what would it be?" people?"
Mo Mou shook his head, the world said that Jin Wangwei is a unique person in the world, and such a person who likes it should be an unparalleled person.
Luo Shuang looked away from a rather distressed appearance, laughed, and possessed the past, scorned on Mo's lips.
Mo is busy looking around in a panic, for fear of being seen.
"Afraid of my brother?" Luo Frost asked with a funny smile.
I looked down at the frustration and said, "You will be annoyed when you see me."
"He is like that," Luo said with a smile. "But my brother is cold and good. If he really sees you, he will be upset, he will kill you, and will let you live again?"
"Kill, kill me?" Mo is even more stupid.
"What do you think my older brother is?" Luo Shuang laughed.
The branches and leaves of the tung tree sprouted a "squeaky" sound.
Luo Shuang looked up and looked satisfied with a smile. Uncle, I found someone I like, although it is a bit silly, but I will be good to him. Uncle, you have to bless the frost, so that Mo can never leave me forever!
"Bad boy!"
Luo Shuang seems to hear someone in the ear smirking and busy looking back.
"What's wrong?" Mo asked.
"Nothing," Luo Shuang looked back and sighed and laughed: "Little uncle said he likes you too."