Chapter 181: not worth it

There are always some people who will feel good when they see it, and the truth will not make sense.
After Chen Ping saw the scholar, he walked through the half of the heavy feelings accumulated in Fulu Street, swept away, holding the pots and stepping forward.
The young scholar smiled and groaned. He did not stand in the same place, but walked toward Chen Pingan and spoke first. "You are Chen Pingan. My name is Li Xisheng. It is the big brother of Aquarius. The bottle is sent at the Cliff College." The latest home book, I have received it, I am a brother, I really do not know how to return, I heard that you have been studying, I may come to my home often, I still have some books, please take it."
Not only that, but after the young man took the clay pot from Chen Pingan, he bent down and bowed. "I have no choice but to thank you."
This made Chen Pingan somewhat helpless. He had to point to the clay pot. He looked calmly: "Li Gongzi, there is a mountain in the clay pot. It is the way I came back, I found it on the mountain, and gave it to the bottle. ""
Li Xisheng looked down at the golden fish in the clay pot, and he was still in the square. He looked up and looked at Chen Pingan. He said: "I once saw the magic of the mountains in the sages. Depicting, the golden mountain is over the mountains, there is no one in the middle. I didn’t expect the opportunity to witness it in my life. Rest assured, I will be careful to raise it. She will be happy when she returns home in the future."
Li Xisheng’s sincere enthusiasm for Gao’s family made Chen Ping’s completely ignorant of how to answer. Although he was dragging Cui Dongshan, he stared at the mighty mountains and finally got sour eyes and finally caught. Living this article, no matter how it is recorded in the book, no matter how mysterious Cui Dongshan said, for Chen Pingan, I really can't talk about anything rare and precious.
As long as Chen Ping’s heart is close to him, he is willing to take care of his heart.
Chen Pingan is not good at hot chat, scratching his head, and saying goodbye, he will turn and leave.
Li Xisheng quickly yelled at Chen Pingan. "Why don't you go home and sit for a while, I will take you there once today, and then I will come to the door to read, I will tell the concierge later."
Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Next time."
Li Xisheng smiled helplessly: "Is it so good that I let go of the mountain and return the pottery to you?"
This time, Chen Ping was not polite and nodded. "Then I am waiting here."
Li Xisheng smiled and said: "Wait a moment, I will go back when I go."
He turned and held the clay pot all the way.
The young man at this moment is no longer like the sage of the sage in the book, but is really like the big brother of the little girl.
Not long after, Li Xisheng ran back with a clay pot. There were several books on both sides. After Chen took the pottery, he bent over and put it on the floor. He brushed his hands and took the books. There is a kind of learning clipped under the armpit, and finally the action is funny to pick up the clay pot. "I will return the book after reading."
Li Xisheng smiled like a spring breeze and waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about returning books, just look at it slowly. They are much more than a bottle, but they won't run around."
Li Xisheng put away his jokes and said slowly: "Chen Pingan, don't think that I invite you to go to the door to read a book. I really hope that you will come more. Although the bottle is very smart, it can still be young, the heart of the child, Let her quietly read books at home, it is really harder than going to heaven. So for many years, I feel like I am reading a book by myself, thinking about it, it is quite boring."
Li Xisheng said a lot of words in one breath.
If there is a Li character present here, I will think that the sun is coming out to the west.
Because the famous son Li Jiada, under the background of his younger brother Li Baozhen, seems to be too boring, although he is kind and harmonious, but his words are very few, dull and boring, every day is not hiding in the study of the study. It is just walking alone in the big house, watching it at sunrise and sunset, watching the snow and the moon, and seeing everything, the ghost knows that this can be seen in a Mingtang Hall. Fortunately, Li Xisheng is the grandson of Li Jiaxuan. The popularity of the family is not bad. No one in the house will hate a future lover of temperament, but he is not happy than his younger brother Li Baozhen.
Chen Ping nodded and said: "I will come."
Li Xisheng snorted and waved goodbye to the teenager.
Looking at the back of Chen Ping’s gradual departure, Li Xisheng muttered: "I see the green hills more charming."
He will smile, "What should Qingshan be like?"
Li Xisheng turned to the door, crossed the threshold, smiled and said to himself: "It is a beautiful day."
However, when Li Xisheng thought of the news from the Beijing side, he sighed. There was no way. Every family had a difficult time to read. Walking along the corridor, the young man laughed and laughed. Do not delay the goodness of today."
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Li Xisheng habitually slowed down, smiled and nodded, did not speak, just passed.
Looking at the good looks, she inevitably blames herself, and her heart sighs, the Dagongzi is a good, but unfortunately.
If you change to a second master, you must stop your body, chat with yourself, and praise a few new headpieces that you bought.
She naturally does not know.
The long-grandson of Li Jiaxuan really does not understand the style here, but he is deeply immersed in other customs.
If the showers hit the dry, the spring breeze blows the iron horse, the beauty takes the bronze mirror, the generals wear the treasure knife, and the snow is full of green hills.
It is the beauty of the human eye.
Li Xisheng returned to his yard, where there was a small pool of pebbles piled up in various colors.
Li Xisheng was next to the pool, looking down at the clear pool of water, and there was the golden tail over the mountain, shaking his head and swaying, and forgetting.
It's hard to imagine that this well-modeled pool is full of Li Baobo's merits. Every time the little girl sneak out, most of them will go to Longxu to grab the stones, and they will accumulate a few pieces. After moving at home, there was a sudden whimsy of Tianbaobao. Looking at the stones piled up in the corner, I would like to create a pool for the big brother to raise fish and raise crabs. Li Xisheng could not stop this and had to help, but from the beginning At the end, Li Bao is a person who is working. Li Xisheng wants to help this big brother. She is still unhappy.
Li Xisheng saw a piece of bluestone underneath, and there was a little guy who probed his brain. He smiled and said: "You two, get along well, don't fight."
Li Xisheng stood up and went to the small study with a plaque of "salty". He began to grind paper and paint.
It is a picture of snow-pressed pine trees with a deep meaning.
After putting down the brush, Li Xisheng shook his wrist and began to look down at the picture. The ink was not dry and the ink was fragrant.
Finally he sighed softly at the painting.
In the painting, Qingsong was sizzling in the face of a strong hurricane, and the snow accumulated in the branches disappeared instantly.

Yan Xiu returned to the blacksmith shop happily. She didn't find her iron figure in the sword furnace. She found it and found out that he was drinking on the bamboo chair.
Yan Xiu strangely asked: "Hey, don't you hit the iron?"
The middle-aged man shook his head.
A fart iron, it is not appropriate to cast a sword today. But if it is to fight Chen Ping, the man is a hundred willing.
Yan Xiu sat aside, "Hey, I forgot to bring you the pot of wine today, go to the town tomorrow, I will definitely buy you a pot."
Adding to the snow.
The girl naturally does not know that this sentence is an export, it is tantamount to salting her wounds.
Sighed a sigh, drank a big sip of wine, looked into the distance of Longxu River, whispered: "Xiu Xiu, do you like Chen Pingan?"
Yan Xiu laughed and said: "Like."
I heard that my niece answered so cleanly, but I was relieved. It seems that there is still a remedy for the cliff. The soldier saint asked: "Do you know why I don't agree to accept Chen Ping as a disciple?"
Yan Xiu stunned, and wondered: "Hey, have you already said it before, you said that you are not bad at Chen Ping, but unfortunately not the same person, you are not suitable for being a mentor, I know this. It’s not the same, but I’m worried that because I’m too close to him, it will attract the attention of many behind-the-scenes forces, so when I see Chen and Ping An as friends, you are actually not very happy, I It is understandable."
I felt that all the truth had been finished for the prostitute early, and suddenly I was speechless, and I couldn’t hold back the words that went to my lips and drank a big sip of wine.
The man is more embarrassed by the pouring of wine, thinking that since the reason is known, then it will be less mixed with Chen Pingan, the stupid girl you do not lack the chance, and now Chen Ping also lost the lure The ability of "moths to fight fire", not to mention the prostitute you are the biggest opportunity! How is the result? When I heard that people had returned to their hometowns, they flew all the way from the Dragon Lane to the Stone Arch Bridge, and then pretended to take a walk, slow and leisurely to go to their own shop. Who are you cheating?
阮邛 Put down the jug, and lightly said: "Qi Jingchun walked, it is equal to the end, but now this Longquan County, although there is no big danger, Zhuzhudongtian such a big piece of fat, fell from the sky, said It’s a wolf, it’s not too much. Many things are not as simple as you think. I’m still the same sentence. Chen Ping’s own troubles are solved. If you mix it, it’s very difficult to solve.

Yan Xiu stretched his legs and leaned back against the back of the bamboo chair. His eyes were lazy: "Know it. In short, I will practice well. When I see who is not honest, I don't need to help you. I will do it myself. Can solve it."
It was a big salt, and it fell like a snow on the wound of a man.
I was almost squirted out of old blood.
The soldier’s sage stood up and stood up. After the daughter’s back, he rewarded a chestnut and went down.
Turn the elbows out!

The girl turned her head and looked at her back, her mouth curled up.
Neither the iron nor the watch shop, the girl has nothing to do, she gently shakes her wrist.
The bracelet "lived", the little dragon that woke up from sleep, began to slowly rotate around the girl's white tender arms.

He went to a new building of a sword furnace. Nowadays, in addition to a large number of young and strong laborers, he has newly received three apprentices this year. Suddenly opened his eyes and ran to the side of the donkey and whispered, "Master, do you want to hit the iron?"
He shook his head, changed his mind, did not go to the sword furnace, and went to the Longxu River. He had to personally measure the weight of the gloomy river. If it was enough, he could start the casting of the sword according to the agreement.
The very long-browed teenager followed.
Although there are successive masters and apprentices, the two walked together.

Chen Ping returned to the shop in Longlong Lane, handed the clay pot to the Tsing Yi children, and then handed the keys and books to the girl in the pink dress, let them go back to the mud house.
He went to the Yangjiao drugstore alone. No matter the wind and the rain, the Spring Festival couplets hanging on both sides of the shop will change every year, but the contents have never been changed. They are all "I hope the world is not sick." Would rather put the medicine on the ash."
Chen Pingan asked a young shopmate with a new face and learned that Yang Laotou was in the backyard and walked through the side door. He saw the old man sitting on the small bench in the yard, bending his waist and rubbing his legs, where he swallowed the clouds. .
Chen Pingan did not speak, and some rare fidgets.
Yang Laotou opened the door and saw the mountain road: "I want to ask you about your mother-in-law? Is it possible to follow him? Can you stay in the town after death?"
Chen Pingan breathed heavily in an instant.
"No."
The old man spit out a smog of smoke, and gave the answer and reason straightforwardly: "Because it is not worth it."
The teenager bowed his head and did not speak.
There are only a few worn-out sandals on the ground, which are not very clear.