(New Year at the wrong time)

At first, the water temperature was very hot and white mist shrouded the surface. The three of them only dared to tap the water with their toes and curled their toes back. Feng Wuli grabbed their feet and put them in one by one, eliciting three cooing sounds, which was considered a small revenge.

The beauty touched her feet, stepped on the waves, and the insteps of the three people were submerged in the water. He held one of the feet, wiped the instep, and rubbed the gaps between the toes. The water in the basin was broken and round, and the faces of the three people playing in the water were reflected in the water.

With circles of ripples.

It's like the ladies in the boudoir in the past, laughing and playing in the water, making fun of each other to relieve their boredom, and laughter like silver bells is mixed with the sound of the flowing water.

"Ponu, please don't spread water everywhere." Wang Xilou scolded.

"But this water is hot."

Po Nu is very naughty, occasionally putting her feet on his thighs, or even putting her feet directly on his shoulders. She is delicate and weak, saying that the water is hot, and Chifu is a little shy. Her feet are very small, and they are still pink and tender like a little girl, and the wind is unreasonable.

When I grabbed it and wiped it, I felt a little unnatural and wanted to shrink back, but I pretended to be calm.

Wang Xilou, on the other hand, was generous and generous. He even took out his cell phone to take a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments with the text, "The good disciple has grown up and knows how to honor the master/Glad/Flowers/Flowers"

Soon after I posted it, there were a lot of comments.

Qingdi: You are actually willing to let your lifeblood work?

Below are a bunch of copies and pastings of Qingdi’s words. The little zombie was a little annoyed and kicked the water.

Of course there are other comments.

Zaojun: Come out and challenge

Back then, Emperor Qing asked Wang Xilou to do something and go north to rescue someone. After she took the person to the hospital, she met Dr. Lin, who was still a little girl.

She always read books and swore not to get married in order to study medicine. She had a medical bag with money always in it, just to help poor people. Wang Xilou admired her very much. The practice of medicine is stained with blood, and it is easy to encounter unclean things.

Wang Xilou left a tooth for her to wear to ward off evil spirits. She liked children and told Wang Xilou that she might deliver babies to people she met on the street in the future.

"I, I'm an obstetrician and gynecologist!"

“At the time of the first edition, viewers called to watch the show on demand.”

At that time, Dr. Lin was wearing a doctor's white coat, and she happened to see Wang Xilou climbing over the wall from the outside of the hospital with a man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead on his shoulders and his face was covered in blood.

Po Nu changed her hairstyle one by one, "I remember there was no TV at home at that time."

…

"In 1983." Chi Fu on the side was showing off Tang Ju, looking somewhat reminiscing: "The year Dr. Lin passed away."

Doctor Lin felt that he was not such a reckless person, but seeing Wang Xilou with blood on his face would have made anyone panic.

People have seven emotions and six desires, and every shadow is the embodiment of her heart.

"Speak quickly!" She shook his back and pressed down on him, condescendingly preventing him from moving.

Xiangjun: My sister hasn’t sat here for a while.

"Stop playing and go to sleep. I'm so sleepy."

This method of remembering each old friend's death is her specialty. When Chifu said this, they also thought about it.

She said this with a smile, and turned around to see the strange woman raising her head to look at the butterfly that landed on the tip of her nose.

Fortunately no one died.

"Don't interrupt me."

"Why can't you sleep?"

"farewell."

After that, Wang Xilou ran to the hospital every two days and got to know this little girl.

"Yeah! You tell me!"

The two little girls were in a hurry. Wang Xilou hurriedly asked what should be done. Doctor Lin said that they should be sent to the hospital quickly. Wang Xilou hurriedly asked where this place was.

"Don't look, I'm getting ready to sleep."

The two people over there were in a trance.

There are girls who are not married yet, so why are they called the Mother of All Babies?

"Thank you Chifu!"

It was said that she delivered six babies before her death, which really left Wang Xilou speechless. When she retrieved the tooth, she heard the little girl's voice in her ears.

"I'm going back to your hometown the day after tomorrow."

After thinking for a while, he said: "In the year 1491 of the Hainan calendar, a man named Wang Lufei went to sea with a wooden barrel. He had a dream, that is, to become the Pirate King..."

He opened his eyes and sighed helplessly: "It's almost three o'clock."

Years later, when Wang Xilou heard the news of his old friend's death, he was extremely sad and traveled thousands of miles overnight to pay his respects.

History is the hymn of heroes. As an undercurrent under the long river of history, Wang Xilou sometimes envied the clusters of waves on the river. But when she heard the voices of her friends again, she knew that she could not become them.

"How long ago did the first Spring Festival Gala come?"

"Hurry up, your master told you stories every night to put you to sleep when you were little."

Wang Xilou tossed and turned in bed, took out his mobile phone to fight with the landlord, and occasionally came over to prick his eyes and nose.

Little Chifu is a bit greedy, but she has a strong personality and is particularly embarrassed in front of Feng Wuli. In fact, in Feng Wuli's view, the gluttonous little Chifu is very cute.

Opening his eyes for the last time, he went out and drove Ponu and Chifu back to sleep, dragging the little zombie back to the room.

Because Po Nu was hyperactive, half of his body was wet after washing. After pouring the water, he took his clothes and went to take a shower. He yawned and saw that it was past eleven o'clock on the wall clock.

Wang Xilou frowned: "You are a young man who goes to bed so early every day."

Wang Xilou complained: "It's not like these days, where you have to be reasonable in a skit. Who wants to listen to sermons during the Chinese New Year?"

Greedy, playful, happy, and lazy, Wang Xilou is not a perfect person. She has many small flaws, but they are spread out and allowed to be inherited by all her shadows.

"Wanwan, here you go."

Classmate Wang Minxue asked: "Why do you want to go to Shanghai to become the king of thieves?"

Shengqing: Happy New Year

"This is the hospital!"

"Okay." She agreed with a smile.

Probably because there were fireworks going on outside tonight, the little girls in the house were particularly excited. They sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Po Nu asked her to stop shaking her head: "Yeah, who is watching the Spring Festival Gala now?"

Feng Wuli didn't know how the story went, and he didn't remember whether he put Wang Xilou to sleep.

Then he grinned at her: "Waiting for the treatment, do you want to listen to some opera?"

Speaking of Dr. Lin, we met him almost a hundred years ago.

"This is different!" She frowned. She had lost all her beans in the Landlord game, and picked up Feng Wuli's cell phone on the bedside: "The nature is different."

Later, the little girl's knowledge became more and more popular, and her reputation became more and more famous. It actually spread to the Xiangjiang River.

"Once upon a time there was a little zombie..."

"Seriously!"

Maybe the girls were really excited tonight, Feng Wuli was woken up several times, but he didn't sleep well anyway.

Wang Xilou smiled and said nothing, feeling that it was only yesterday that he accompanied that little girl to the countryside to practice medicine.

"Master can't sleep."

"Doctor! Look, doctor, this man is going to be a coward!"

Chifu showed off a few sugar oranges and ate melon seeds. While munching on the melon seeds, he poured himself a glass of orange juice and looked at Wanwan looking at him.

Wang Xilou put down his cell phone, rolled around under the quilt again, rolled directly into someone's arms, and said with a smile: "Tell Master a story and then go to sleep."

Anyway, I slept soundly.

"I've finished washing, the shower room is still hot, please hurry up." The bathroom door opened, and Feng Wuli came out wiping his hair.

"Do you listen to the little girl selling nuclear bombs?"

"How can I remember this?" Her intelligence was allocated to getting in touch with new things.

"I watched it at Qingdi's house. He was very proud of having installed a new TV. He invited many people over on New Year's Eve."

Compared with those young people whose night life started at twelve o'clock, Feng Wuli was really well-behaved. Wang Xilou lamented that it was better to teach him well.

Then again, Wang Xilou discussed that the current Spring Festival Gala is indeed not as good as those in previous years, or even the first one.

Tu Shan: Mr. Wang, Wanwan’s accommodation expenses for next year have been credited to your card.

Feng Wuli was helpless. He just raised his head and looked at the three girls laughing and talking to Yan Yan, and then he forgave them for their rude behavior.

Feng Wuli turned around and carried her away.

"Get the forceps quickly..."
To be continued...