At noon, Qian Shuhua and Shuhua took a knife and left.

One hour later, Qian Shuhua returned empty-handed.

Two pairs of eyes swollen into goldfish.

Needless to ask, I must have tried my best to find Lin Meier, but she was very imposing but her kung fu was so bad that she was beaten up. I'm afraid that the eldest lady of the Qian family was quite worried when she took action, otherwise she might have been beaten into a pig's head.

There is a "people who are drunk" on Zhuque Street, which is a restaurant opened by Qian's own house.

On the best position next to the window on the second floor, Qian Shuhua pulled Ye Que and his brother, and had already sat here from noon to sunset.

For an entire afternoon, the positions of the three people did not change at all, and Ye Que sat motionlessly on the stool. Qian Shuxiao was frowning and sulking. However, Qian Shuhua on the opposite side seemed to have only wine in his eyes, and a pot of apricot blossoms followed by a pot of water, and I don’t know how much I drank it.

When Ye Queyi's introduction to the book of Heavenly Books and forty-nine cycles, Qian's calligraphy and painting had already blushed.

At this time, Qian Shuhua's eyes were blurred, with one hand leaning on his cheek and the other hand reaching the wine glass. After reaching, he drank a lot, took a deep breath after drinking, then gently licked his lips, looked out the window, and muttered to himself from time to time.

Although Qian's calligraphy and painting are not as beautiful as the country, they are also considered excellent. In addition, they like to dance with guns and sticks when they are young, and they have a little heroic spirit between their eyebrows and eyes. After drinking, watching from afar gives people a sense of temptation that they can't stop.

The sunset is setting, the sunset is in the sky, and the golden afterglow shines on Luoyang City, and all buildings are shining brightly.

Qian Shuxiao stared at his sister with his eyes curled up, while Qian Shuhua still drank the apricot blossom wine in front of him with blurred eyes. At this time, he was too lazy to even eat wine and food. He shook the wine glass, as if he was just facing the sunset outside the window. He drank a cup of wine and slapped it. After drinking, he picked up the wine pot and shook it, but the wine was gone.

"Come!"

Qian Shuhua tilted his head and suddenly raised his hand and shouted.

"Show wine!"

After shouting, he squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Que and Qian Shu laughed opposite him, and he curled his lips, smiled foolishly, and his fingers changed from one to two.

"Two pots!"

As soon as she finished calling, before the waiter could run over, she slapped the table hard, "Why don't you drink again? Don't you want to get stuck? Do you know where this is? Do you know who I am? I am Qian Shuhua, you are all from my family. If you are disobedient, you will all quit you."

"Get the wine quickly!"

After shouting twice, it may be because of a lack of oxygen. Qian Shuhua lay on the table and started to mutter endlessly, "I wonder if I was playing the flute and facing Ziyan, I once learned to dance to spend the years. Why should I die if I am a mandarin duck, and I don't envy the immortals."

"Scammers are all liars, and the books say they are all lie. He said he likes to watch people and dance swords, so I went to learn swords. Who would really like to dance guns and sticks? Who doesn't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? He also said that he would definitely be the mandarin duck playing in the water with me, envying the god of death and envying him as a big-headed ghost."

"It's all daydreaming!"

Qian Shuhua talked to himself about a dream, a dream about childhood sweethearts.

She said she had made an agreement with him a long time ago, watching the mercury flow into the ground, watching the clouds roll and spread together, walking through hundreds of thousands of mountains, and cultivating a marriage for a lifetime.

She sang and danced with a red horse, and he drank and wrote poems and stolen swords in the world.

The dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. In the hearts of most people, this dream can only be thought about, and it is unrealistic and dangerous to put it into action. However, Qian, calligraphy and painting have made up their minds to really realize this dream. For this reason, she has waited for Ye Yunhai for many years without regrets, because this is the love she yearns for.

Love must be thorough and vigorous.

She doesn't care what others think, say, and love whoever they love.

Even if the entire Luoyang City thinks that her money, calligraphy and painting are crazy about flower sluts, she doesn't care.

However, now, the dream is shattered, like the dazzling fireworks all over the sky, shattering into residue in an instant.

The former vows under the moon and the former vows have become ugly humiliation and dirty trampling today.

Two pots of apricot blossom wine were placed right on the table.

Qian Shuhua shook his body, pinched a piece of beef sauce and threw it into his mouth, stretched out his index finger and dipped it in apricot blossom wine and wrote the three words Ye Yunhai on the table. Qian Shuhua stared at the words in front of him for a long time, and the more he looked, the colder he looked. Before the wine word evaporated, he poked the words hard to pieces. Then he grabbed the wine pot, and Gudong Gudong was a few big mouthfuls, which made him cry.

Drinking hurts the body, tears may hurt even deeper.

After Ye Que finished the introduction to the Heavenly Book, he looked at Qian Shu's face that made him laugh, and then looked at Qian Shu's face, which was not known whether it was wine or tears, and sighed helplessly.

"Is it worth it to be so bad for a man?" Ye Que looked at Qian Shuhua and said expressionlessly. His words seemed to comfort people, but his tone seemed to be despising him no matter how he sounded.

He raised his head and glanced at Ye Que. Qian Shuhua snorted, "What do you know? I'm not slandering myself, I'm fine."

"Who am I? I am the eldest lady of the Qian family!"

"For the sake of a man? I'll bah!"

"I tell you, you men are all bastards, and there is no good thing."

Ye Que still looked at Qian Shuhua with the same expression, and still had the same slightly mocking tone, "Is it comfortable to scold me?"

"No!" Qian Shuhua shouted loudly, "You said you men are bastards. You grew up with my childhood sweetheart. If you don't know me, you won't know me. You also said that I don't look like a girl, so I don't look like a girl anymore."

Qian Shuhua pointed to his face, and then straightened his chest.

"In front of so many people, he humiliated me like a fool, standing in the general's mansion."

"Do you know, Ye Yunhai was weak and sickly when he was young. When he was a child, he was often bullied by other children. When I saw him, he didn't just kick the table and fight with people. I was a girl, but I protected him like a madman. Since I was a child, no gentleman said that I had given the wrong name or the wrong birth."

"I don't understand, how can people become like this!"

"Are they all the hearts and hearts of the gods?"

Ye Que was still looking at Qian Shuhua and said, "Are you finished scolding?"

Shaking his head, Qian Shuhua looked at Ye Que hard, "Don't you say anything else? I'm very sad now. What's wrong with cursing? Can't I question fate, marriage, and life?"

Ye Que still had the same expression of beating, "Do you understand fate, marriage, and life?"

"I haven't even given birth to a human being, why do you question life?"

"you!"

Qian Shuhua pointed at Ye Que with a red face, and it took him a long time to put it into three words.
Chapter completed!