Sing a big show

Author: Wen Jiutao

Sing a big show

The warm firelight in the brazier reflected on her face, making it look so dreamy and charming. For several moments, Sankui just stared at her without saying a word.

Her needlework is not very good, it is not just bad, it can be said to be very poor. The stitches are large and not neat, and she does it very quickly. When she mends clothes, she just mends them completely, and the word beauty has nothing to do with it.

She had patched up many places on Sankui's undergarment. The patch was so uncoordinated, but Sankui felt like it, as if it were the most beautiful flower in the world attached to her body.

"Sister, brother-in-law, and aunt, haven't you gone to bed yet?" Qilang walked in and greeted them one by one.

Jiuli put down the clothes in her hands, turned around, took the vegetable pancakes and salted duck eggs from the side of the brazier, put them on the table next to her, and said, "Qilang, this is the dinner left for you, go ahead and eat."

Qilang nodded sheepishly, and while taking the vegetable pancakes, he said, "Sister, didn't I ask you to leave some food for me?"

After saying that, he took a big bite of the pancake, pushed the salted duck eggs away, and ate it with big mouthfuls. Jiuli raised her head and stared at him, looking at the faint tears on his face, she couldn't help but said, "What? He Ren

There was a fight? Why are you still crying?"

Qilang quickly touched his eyes with his sleeves, smiled again, and said, "How can we fight?" After saying that, he took another big bite of the cake.

Jiuli just looked at him eating and laughed, and occasionally added, "Eat slowly. If it's not enough, there are radishes in the back yard."

"Green vegetables are also delicious with some seasoning." Sankui added with a smile.

Qilang swallowed the last mouthful of rice in his mouth, looked around the people in the room, and said, "Do you know? Today's big drama is the story of 'Iljimae'. It's not just the people in our village, but the people in eight villages within ten miles."

Everyone is gathered around to watch it, it’s so wonderful. It would be a pity if you don’t go.”

"Oh?" My aunt, who was leaning on the bedside, suddenly sat up and stared at Qilang with her head raised, "Tell me, what does Iljimae look like?"

But when she finished saying this, she couldn't help but cast her eyes on Sankui. Sankui pretended not to see it and didn't meet her aunt's eyes at all. Instead, she looked at Qilang and echoed her aunt's voice just now.

, "Tell us, what kind of 'Iljimae'."

Qilang let out a long sigh, then shook his head helplessly and said, "The person I admire the most is 'Iljimae'. Do you know, he is said to be a prince. Anyway, he has been living in the palace and has extremely high martial arts. He often kills the people.

Every time a bad guy is killed, a plum blossom will be left behind. As time goes by, everyone respectfully calls him "Yizhime", but this "Yizhime" was assassinated and the tendons of his limbs were broken.

, became a useless person and was thrown into the wilderness."

Qilang started crying when she got to the emotional point. No one comforted her. The more he cried, the more emotional he became. In the end, he burst into tears.

My aunt had to sigh and said, "Don't cry. Maybe he is living well in some unknown corner?"

Qilang shook his head vigorously and said, "What a pity. How could he be assassinated? It's better to give up his martial arts first."

I just cried like that, almost to the point of crying.

My aunt finally yelled, "He is still alive, but he is no longer Iljimae. Please stop crying."
Chapter completed!