It turns out that I was once a private school teacher. Li Luo was dumbfounded. He was not unfamiliar with this craft. He taught his children to read and write when he was in Lianyun Village, and he actually started doing the same business in the virtual world. It seems that
I really like being a teacher, probably because working with children eliminates those annoying intrigues.
Forget it, let’s see later. Li Luo helped the woman dry the herbs in the bamboo basket in the dustpan outside the house. The woman tidied the yard diligently. He wanted to help, but the woman didn’t let him go. He was a bit shy.
Very shy. In fact, this is not bad. Li Luo sat under the eaves, watching the sun gradually setting in the distant mountains. Compared with the extreme north, the virtual realm was more like a place with the smell of fireworks, without those inexplicable weird things.
It's a strange sight. When the time comes, smoke will rise from the kitchen, but I don't know if Lao Yin has caught a big fish.
I don't know how long I will stay here, but before I leave, I should do something that I can do. There may not be any way to make her life easier in the future, but at least she can share some of the burden while she is here.
After thinking about it, he let go of the unfamiliar grudge in his heart and looked at the woman with beads of sweat on his face with a smile. Although he was not the real him in the virtual world, he could still do something for him. Even if he was a guest, he would still have to do something for him.
Worthy of the memories in their hearts.
Perhaps the change in Li Luo's gaze made the woman a little overwhelmed. Two red clouds stained her cheeks, and she asked, "What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that..."
"Haha, shouldn't I look at you like this?"
The woman's body, as strong as a mountain, shook slightly, quickly lowered her head, and whispered: "You should look at Yueniang like this."
"Yue Niang? Why should I look at Yue Niang?" Li Luo was very puzzled, "You are my...his wife, I don't look at you, why should I look at other women?"
The woman was startled and looked at him in horror. The expression on her face was really wonderful. She was turning blue and red. She suddenly dropped what she was doing, looked ashamed, covered her face and ran out. She ran out, and someone came in from outside.
, passing by the woman, he exclaimed in surprise and called out: "Sister-in-law Tiger..." The woman kept walking and ran away without a trace. Li Luo was stunned. He didn't expect such a strong body to be like this.
Flexible skills.
The person who came in had a strange look on his face, put down the basket slung in his arm, raised his eyes and glanced at Li Luo under the eaves who had not yet come to his senses, pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to gently smooth his hair, and asked: "Just now
You said wife, what happened to me?"
Li Luo was shocked, swallowed his saliva, and murmured speechlessly. He looked at the woman who came out of the virtual world in front of him. It turned out that it was just a misunderstanding that he had made. He just didn't expect Mrs. Hu to be so thin-skinned.
"Are you...Yue Niang?"
The woman glanced at him. It should be unbelievable for a man who should be a husband not to know his wife's name, but it doesn't seem strange in Shangyang Village. Lao Yin is like this, Miss Mu is like this, that
The woman named Tiger Sister is like this, and so is the person next to her.
"Did you just come back today?"
It's back again... Li Luo looked at the woman in front of him, who had a rough cloth-covered head, but could not hide her stunning face. He said in confusion. The woman smiled, "You are hungry, I'll cook, you wait for me." After that,
After that, she didn't go into the kitchen immediately, but looked at him. The slightly trembling eyelashes seemed to say that its owner was not as calm as it seemed. She was waiting for Li Luo's answer, which was a promise.
"Well, I'll wait for you."
Yueniang smiled, as if she was finally relieved, wiped her hands and went in to cook. Li Luo looked at Yueniang's back, and it seemed that something was taking root and sprouting, but he didn't have time to reveal its color. He was a little curious about this call.
The woman who serves as the moon goddess has a face that brings disaster to the country and the people, and her behavior is different from ordinary people. She vaguely reveals a trace of majesty that can only be achieved by a ninety-five-year-old. She is even better than the empress in Dagan Palace whose mother is the world.
Who exactly is he?
The meal was quickly prepared. It was a simple meal, but compared to the two plates of vegetarian dishes, the cup of tea was more fragrant.
"You came back just in time. The tea on the tea mountain has just been picked not long ago. You can try this year's new tea." The woman sat beside him quietly. She didn't seem to be very hungry. She poured a cup of tea for Li Luo first and then poured it for herself.
I drank a cup and slowly moistened my lips. My eyes looked at the steam coming out of the tea cup, which was dense and blurry. I didn't take another look at Li Luo, and put all the reserve, expectation and coyness of a daughter's family into a lowered eyebrow.
among.
Tasting the plain food in his mouth and looking at the woman at the table, Li Luo was filled with surprise and confusion. Outside the mountain, he couldn't help himself. Some people should do some things, and some people should fight with black swords and white swords. But
If there is still him here, why did he leave? What have I exchanged for these times...
Do you want to travel to the end of the world with your sword? The colorful rivers and lakes outside the mountains are indeed very attractive. In many stories about the prodigal son, there is always a person who looks up and silently looks at the back of the person who is going away, remembering the person who turned around with a chic gesture.
The look of waving, and the words that sounded very unpleasant ten years later: I will move the world with my name to report peace...
The hand holding the bowl is shaking a little. What if she is so stupid in the virtual world? If she knows that the person waiting for her is not the one who left, will she be sad or disappointed? The memory will not disappear.
, it may be deceiving, but there is always an inexplicable entanglement between illusion and reality. He has been to this village and left a memory. There is also a person waiting for him. Perhaps this village exists because of his memory.
It’s also unknown.
You have to know why you want to leave here...
A certain knight-errant, whose reputation spread far and wide, is now being talked about in the world!
If you have many enemies, you will have a few friends, but it is difficult to meet your enemies!
The lights are dim, the wine is warm, and the whole house is full of joy!
Everyone is drunk, their clothes are scattered, and dark clouds appear!
But the young man here prefers red swords, bright clothes, angry horses, quick grudges!
The world of mortals is not broken yet, I only care about life and death, I talk about superiority and inferiority when drunk, it is difficult to break flowers and go back when I wake up!
Is it possible that I am really that stupid in the virtual world?
The food was originally very fragrant, but after meeting her, it suddenly lost its taste and became a little bitter. A person accompanying me at the table, quietly accompanying me, was a longing place that I didn't dare to aspire to after washing away all the bad things, but unexpectedly...
Here, right in front of me, it's a pity that he is not him, and she is not her.
No one left, but the tea was getting cold. The sky was getting darker, and there was an alternation of day and night in the virtual world. Probably because of the virtual world, the dusk in Shangyang Village was so beautiful that people forgot to breathe. The light became darker, and that picture
The face is even more beautiful, and it is indeed a stunning beauty that can only exist in the virtual world.
Yueniang put away the dishes and chopsticks. In the dead of night, everyone was quiet.