Jiang Anan came to the teahouse to understand the world and did not let the stupid gray accompany him.
This stupid dog is in the yard west of the city. The dog's mouth is breathing fire and grilling a big beef leg happily.
Snow is flying all over the sky, the west wind is blocking the courtyard, a grill, and a fire-breathing dog.
When the whistle sounded like a frightened bird, the whistle swallowed the fire in one mouthful. The flames on all four feet were extinguished, and they lay down on the ground and became an ordinary big gray dog wearing a flowery jacket.
The flowery jacket is cotton-puffed, the tail is fluffy, grinning with a big mouth, and wagging its tail constantly.
When the owner has orders, he should try to be as low-key as possible and not show his spiritual form. Only local dogs can be shown in front of people.
It obeys the imperial edict!
The gate of the courtyard was quickly pushed open, and the annoying frost wind pushed the snow particles, and the owner and a strange woman walked in.
Stupid gray shook his tail and went up to him. When he met the woman's eyes, he suddenly felt a huge danger, as if he was bent by a mountain, and his entire dog's body was lying on the ground, sinking into snow three inches.
But this danger actually aroused its ferocity, and the owner was next to the danger!
It instinctively bared its teeth, the dog's eyes ignited blood, its claws were dug to the ground, and the initially formed red samadhi true fire jumped in its throat-
"Silly Hui, the guest is here!" Jiang Anan scolded and pressed the stupid Hui's spiritual form back.
The word "guest" is understandable, and immediately restrains the evil spirit. He wags his tail to the grill, holds a piece of firewood, puts it into the fire. He calls out twice, and the dog's nose is aimed at the cow on the rack.
He pointed his legs and said that he would invite the guests to enjoy it. But he drooled and dripped down the gap between the dog's teeth.
This period of long journey was very hard, but it did not lose weight, but instead gained a lot of weight.
Jiang An'an couldn't finish all the food in various places, filling his stomach.
"Mr. Xiaoyun's dog is very spiritual." Meiyue looked at the courtyard and praised casually.
"Miss Meiyue is not familiar with it, so she thinks this way. In fact, this stupid dog is greedy and stupid. She is just raised since childhood and can't bear to lose it." Jiang An'an said.
Because of her childhood experience, she was not extravagant, but after all, she had her current family background and was not a person who would compromise herself. This small courtyard that she had been temporarily settled in Aurora City is not only luxurious but also exquisite.
Excellent, you can see the snow-capped mountains by pushing the window.
She bought it directly and planned to take Sister Qingyu on vacation in the future. If she didn't help selling it, she wouldn't lose money.
Meiyue caught snow and cut a piece of beef leg meat, sniffed it gently, and praised with satisfaction: "The heat is just right!"
"Forgot to ask Mr. Xiaoyun." She threw the beef into the mouth of the fool, turned around and looked with a smile: "How old are you?"
She looks like the owner of this yard!
"There are thirty-one in a certain family." Jiang Anan said according to his brother's age.
"I am at thirty, but I haven't gotten married yet?" Meiyue asked with a smile.
Jiang Anan said heroically: "A family is determined to be in the nine heavens, looking up at the vast universe, overlooking the vast mountains and rivers. The eternal magnificent scenery is in my arms, and I am ashamed to see the snow, moon, wind and flowers!"
Who said this? Or is the member of Douzhao Pavilion or the member of Qin Zhizhen Pavilion?
What if he doesn't matter, let's talk about it after using it.
Meiyue said with unknown meaning: "Why don't a real man have no wife!"
Jiang Anan continued: "How can a big woman be without a good marriage!"
"Oh, Mr. Xiaoyun is so young and promising. I am already thirty-three. I often feel that my years are hard to catch up--" Meiyue changed the tone: "Call me,"
Jiang Anan was also very eloquent at home. For the first time, she felt that she couldn't handle the conversation. She quickly rushed to the end of the topic and showed the heroic attitude Ye Xiaoyun should have: "Children from the world, smile to eliminate grudges! If you can't trust me, I will take me.
You come back to see it. Now you have eaten the meat, the dog, and the yard has checked it. Has the matter between us been settled?"
"Are you saying that you eavesdropped on the highest secrets of my Three-Pin Xiangqi Tower, so that I take responsibility for life and death, and may be punished and killed by the owner at any time?" Meiyue asked.
"I didn't eavesdrop!" Jiang Anan gritted her teeth.
"Hey—" Meiyue cut a piece of beef and handed it over. Seeing that she refused, she pulled the veil off casually, raised her head and threw it into her red lips as if drinking.
The gorgeous face, like a delicate little painting, stretched in the flying snow, in the black robe.
The plump red lips and the aroma of meat make a silent invitation.
"Well... not bad!" She ate the beef in admiration and asked, "How can anyone explain that no one else noticed our meeting, only you saw and heard?"
Jiang Anan subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
This beef leg is taken from Huanglong Mansion's "Praise the Beef" and is the best barbecue and is well-known all over the world. It is recorded in "Qing Huan" written by Jiang Wuhua, the prince of the Eastern Palace of Qi State, last year, and is listed in 88 most delicious foods.
One of the ingredients.
She took it from Jing Kingdom and carefully preserved it, just to enjoy it in the snow. She enjoyed the taste with Lu Ming wine.
The witch in Sanfenxiang Tower is not polite at all, and she even divides her flesh!
"I happened to be practicing to keep my heart, so I was not influenced by your supernatural powers. I did not intend to spy on it. And I only heard you say hello throughout the whole process, but I didn't hear anything else!" Jiang Anan said annoyedly: "Miss Meiyue, Miss Meiyue, said angrily: "Miss Meiyue, Miss Meiyue," and said angrily:
It is the senior of Sanfen Xiangqi Building, a senior in practicing cultivation. Have I really heard anything? How could you not know?"
"Ahhh, this is not accurate. There are so many secret techniques in the world, who dares to guarantee that they can defend against it?" Meiyue said leisurely: "You know people, but you don't know your heart! Who knows who you, Ye Xiaoyun, is in your bones?"
Jiang Anan felt very powerless: "What do Miss Meiyue want?"
Meiyue held the knife back to make the snow, clapped her hands, and walked around the grill, with a graceful posture, like a flower swaying in the snow: "I live in the east wing."
"Hey, no, why did you stay here...hello!!" Jiang Anan was not careful and the door was closed.
A witch's voice sounded in the inner room: "Men and women will not be able to get along with each other, Mr. Xiaoyun, don't you want Meng Lang to break through the door."
Jiang Anan didn't care about Meng Lang, but she couldn't beat him.
He turned around and looked at Shi Hui. Shi Hui looked at her innocently, put down the beef in his mouth in disappointment, and pushed it towards her with his paws.
"Eat it yourself! Eat it into a big fat pig!" Jiang Anan returned to the room with anger.
If you are angry, you still have to do the homework you should do. It is not only the practice, but also the experiences and experiences of Aurora City and add "Ye Xiaoyun's Travels to the Thousand Miles".
For Bai Yujing, the latter is a more important practice because his elder brother highly respects the power of "knowledge and insight".
It was only in the middle of the night that Jiang Anan packed up and prepared to go to bed - she was already a monk in the inner palace. In theory, she could use practice instead of sleep, but in the end she did not have the terrible will of her brother, and she still needed to relax her body and mind.
rest.
Set aside at least one night every ten nights to enter deep sleep and relieve the overly nervous mind. Today is the day when she can have a good sleep.
Of course, thanks to the elder brother's words and deeds, she waved her hand like rain before going to bed and laid out thirteen kinds of warning secret techniques, covering all aspects such as voice, color, and the five elements.
After lying down, she suddenly became alert that there were people in the yard today.
She actually ignored the danger of the witch!
Do you subconsciously think that this person is harmless? Or is it influenced by some kind of magical power?
After thinking about it, Jiang Anan of course tended to the latter, so he was not ready to sleep anymore. He had already lie down and no longer got up, and began to practice the secret technique of soul.
Work hard to practice and make progress as soon as possible, so that the witch dares not mess with her anymore!
It took a while.
Twist twist.
There was a knock on the door.
The witch's voice also sounded outside the door: "Hey - talk a few words?"
"I'm asleep!" Jiang An'an said hard.
"Oh, OK," said the witch's voice.
Scream~
The door was pushed open, and the cold wind rushed into the room.
Jiang Anan jumped up from the bed with a look of grief and anger: "Goddess! You're too bullying!"
No one has ever dared to disturb her Jiang An'an's sleep!
When I was about to be late for class, except for my brother who was carrying her out and running out.
Except for the teacher who was in class.
The witch now took off the black robe that was so terrifying that it was so charming that she wore a simple long skirt, and she showed her graceful hairpin and cloudy hair, with all her charm.
He was holding a pot of wine in his left hand and a food box in his right hand. The aroma in the food box kept running out.
"Drink some?" she asked.
Jiang Anan sniffed unconsciously. She endured the 'hehe' for a moment: "Girl, this is the middle of the night, please--"
She wanted to say "please respect yourself."
But the witch had already put down the wine pot and served the dishes one by one.
Steamed arowana fish, stewed rain sheep, roasted kite heart, stewed nine wings, and exploded phoenix tongue...
"Please sit down," she said.
It’s not that he is greedy. The visitor is a guest, and she, as the host, is not easy to neglect.
The hero Ye Xiaoyun is a polite person!
"Suddenly I found out that it was New Year's Eve tonight." Meiyue said as she persuaded him to drink: "I happened to eat your beef from Praise in the afternoon, so I prepared some dishes and asked you to have a drink."
New Year’s Eve is a day for family reunion and the most important festival throughout the year.
Who wouldn't remember?
What kind of person will "suddenly discover"?
I have never been a person on this festival.
What is the meaning of a festival?
It is a memorable day that people in need have specially left behind in their tired lives.
They are those who commemorate life together.
These do not exist in Meiyue's life.
But in the beautiful eyes of the woman in front of her, Jiang Anan did not see any pity.
She just said normal words in a normal tone.
So Jiang Anan just said: "I didn't expect that Miss Meiyue also studied food and recognized Praise beef. It needs to bathe in the Buddha's light for ten years, chew and eat Brahma flowers for ten years, and can only be slaughtered after a lifetime, and the yield is not much."
When it comes to tasting delicious food, she is an expert. When Duke Huai took her to visit, he chatted and laughed with Duke Yu, the best in cooking in the world.
"I have no research on food." Meiyue shook her head: "I study people."
Jiang Anan understood.
Meiyue had eaten beef in the afternoon and found that she was a person who was very pursuing food, so she prepared such exquisite midnight snacks.
People who know how to observe their expressions often have an unfortunate childhood.
No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!
She used to look carefully at the adult's face.
It was my brother who told her - don't be so sensible.
Later, she would chase chickens and scare the dogs, and would make her husband so angry that he would blow his beard and laugh indulge indulgence.
"Go to drink good wine at night!" Jiang Anan used a heroic posture again.
Meiyue clinked her glasses with her with a smile.
Jiang Anan always feels that his charming eyes are like hooks, hooking people's thoughts, making people want to explore something-
What kind of woman is this? What kind of story does she have?
If she were really Ye Xiaoyun, she would have been sitting here as a man, she would have fallen long ago.
Unfortunately, she is Jiang Anan.
As cold as she was, she decided to get the woman drunk... and then run away.
She didn't want to explore any secrets anymore. This witch had too many methods, and she was afraid that she would fall into the Tao one day.
"Today is a good time, it's a good marriage for you and me to meet!" Jiang An'an put out a few jars of real good wine that he moved back in Qi State. The origin of the deer is minging, the kind that can drunk the monks, and said heroically: "Everyone should not use Yuanli.
If you turn into wine, suppress your instincts, you will be really drunk and you will be happy! How about it?"
Meiyue raised her glass with a smile: "Sympathy!"
...
Jiang Anan was completely drunk.
Ye Xiaoyun, a hero who travels alone in the world, can't drink the witch in Sanfen Xiang Tower.
At first she tried to make some things, but later she was talking all the time, and she was confused and she was talking a lot.
I was drunk and was filled with a sense of vigor. The nonsense was circling all over the room, and someone listened with a smile.
At a certain moment, the moon woke up like a dream. The wine in the beautiful eyes disappeared in an instant.
She looked quietly at Jiang Anan who was lying on the table for a while, got up and carried her to the bed. In order to avoid triggering the various self-defense secret techniques, she did not untickle her clothes. She shook the quilt and covered her well.
Looking at the yellow-faced man who was talking nonstop in her sleep, she smiled and said, "I'll go out to do something, don't try to escape."
"I'm a very bad woman, I can do anything."
She threatened fiercely to the person on the bed: "If I come back, you slip away. I will...kill your dog."
Stupid chewing bones under the table, raised her head blankly: Wang?
"Hahaha." Meiyue pointed at it: "That's for you to hear. Remember!"
When I got up, I saw a faint wind, which turned into the thick night.
Crackling!
The new moon is full every year, and the sound of firecrackers urges the end of the night.
On this New Year's Eve when she first traveled alone, Jiang Anan slept very peacefully. She dreamed of the day when she roasted the clouds in the Lingxiao Secret Realm, dreamed of her home in Pegasus Lane, and dreamed of the one in Fengxi Town
The river, dreamed of... a large area of jewels and golden light.
"So much gold!"
She smiled happily, and took her arms in her arms, and suddenly grabbed a soft hand, pinching it, and suddenly she woke up with a familiar touch.
She opened her eyes and saw that kind and beautiful face.
I don’t know whether it’s awake or a dream, but I know that it’s my thoughts.
This closest person was looking at her with a smile.
The same bright smile, Sister Qingyu and that Meiyue are also different... Jiang Anan thought inexplicably.
Meiyue's smile is so exciting.
Sister Qingyu's smile makes you feel that the world is beautiful.
"Sister Qingyu! Why are you here?" Jiang Anan was happy and inexplicably nervous.
Then I realized that I was lying on the bed, my clothes were not untied, and the quilt was covered well. There was still some leftover wine on the table, and it was still night outside.
It seems... it hasn't been drunk for long.
Ye Qingyu sat at the head of the bed and looked at her with a smile on her eyes: "I forgot what day it is, and I don't remember who I am?"
The golden light on his body was gathered into a red robe and gold belt. The pearls and treasures were piled into a wish-fulfilling crown, and the good fruits and blessings were carved into auspicious jade. He was full of joy and wealth.
The fairy of Yunduan, who was ethereal and out of dust, turned into a smiling and gentle God of Wealth.
The God of Wealth entered the door, and the wealth was always there. She took out a big gold ingot and put it in Jiang An'an's hand, and smiled and said, "Happy New Year, congratulations on making a fortune!"
Jiang Anan then realized that during the Chinese New Year, who wouldn’t worship the God of Wealth?
These few days are the time when the God of Wealth is the strongest wish of the year! A few days of practicing the divine way can withstand several months of hard work. With Sister Qingyu's efforts after taking charge of Lingxiao Pavilion, she will definitely not miss these precious time.
She felt more moved and said happily: "What a big gold ingot! It's like a treasure ship!"
"It's indeed a ship." The God of Wealth pointed at Jin Yuanbao: "Don't say that this thing is vulgar, for the poor and humble people, it is a ferry in the sea of suffering!"
My sister is different from before...
The gods worshipped by others are also bound by others.
The fairy who was out of the world carried the dust on her shoulders.
Pressing the inexplicable feeling in his heart, Jiang Anan put away the ingot, which was full of divine power, and said happily: "Thank you, sister, I wish you a happy New Year too! I wish you success step by step, and I wish you happiness and happiness!"
Ye Qingyu raised his finger and tacted Jiang An'an's forehead and said with a smile: "Every New Year's Eve, we are together. Suddenly you go out for a trip. My sister is really a little uncomfortable, so she comes to see you. It's just a few days ago.
If you are not allowed to practice, you will follow the power of worshiping God and show your body here.”
Then he said, "Your brother is stubborn, and Jiang Anan has grown up. He is at the age of venturing. How can parents stare at him every day? But today I saw him, and I took the piece of jade you gave him, and sent him
Stay there for a long time!"
Jiang Anan suddenly wanted to fly back to Yuncheng.
I want to knock on the back of my brother's head, ask him, do you want Jiang Anan too?
Ye Qingyu tucked her quilt and asked with a smile: "I didn't see anyone when I came here, who are you drinking with? Drink so much."
Speaking of which, since Jiang Anan arrived in Yuncheng, she has always been with her. At first, she kept her promise and was afraid that Anan would be wronged to accept her child, so she took care of her. Later, she really liked this child... After a long time, she is really like a mother.
.
Jiang Anan was inexplicably guilty and thought for a while and said, "A friend I just met!"
The God of Wealth just smiled, his eyes bent like gold ingots: "An An must know when she will get drunk when she grows up."
Sister Qingyu of Shinto has a gentler temperament than Sister Qingyu of Xiandao... Jiang Anan thought inexplicably.
Sister Qingyu never really criticized her anything. On the contrary, she never resisted this kind of gentle encouragement.
Jiang Anan made up his mind: "I will never drink outside again!"
After thinking about it, I added: "Unless my brother and Sister Qingyu are there!"
Ye Qingyu smiled with her eyes curled up and gently tapped her forehead: "You... Happy New Year!"
The blessing of the God of Wealth has taken effect. In the next year, she will be prosperous and will be able to pick up money when she walks on the road.
The golden light had dissipated, and only the golden ingots that remained in the arms were reminded that this was not a drunken dream.
The God of Wealth has been idle these days and has to bless you everywhere and respond to your faith. I don’t know how I took the time to come here.
It’s so good, Sister Qingyu is so good.
Jiang Anan hugged the big gold ingot and had a simple and happy mood.
Suddenly he smiled: "Happy New Year! Congratulations on getting rich!"
The warmth in the house overflowed out of the window, and a ray of wind swelled over the eaves of the door, wiping the couplet that was hanging in front of the door was unknown when-
I wish those who are safe in the world will always be happy.
May people who have been destined to be rich from ancient times to the present.
New Year’s Eve in the world of novels, the fifth day of the real world.
"Welcome the God of Wealth in the fifth day of the first day!"