The fiery red sunset swayed and burned on the mountaintops on the horizon.
The fishing boat docks at the lake next to the mountain forest.
Lu Ming reached out and took Linglong's hand as a support, and lifted her off the deck with a little force. Then he turned back and pointed to the path: "We have reached Jiangnan. Let's just walk the last part of the way."
"It's boring to sit on it all the time."
Linglong stood on tiptoes and looked around, gently took his hand and hummed to express her agreement.
The two of them seemed to have a different kind of fun when they were walking down-to-earth and outing.
She looked up at the sunset and sighed, feeling that someone had not chosen the right time to disembark.
At this time, if you have to walk to the nearest city, you may not be able to enter.
But if you don’t walk on foot and take a fishing boat, it seems a bit unassuming.
Lu Ming signaled the iron guards who were controlling the ship to leave first. After taking a small package with him, Lu Ming pulled Linglong and ran toward the path up the mountain.
"I just looked up there. This path can go to the top of the mountain. I originally planned to park directly on it, but it seems that the location is too narrow. They told me that it is not suitable."
"You want to go up the mountain to see the stars?"
"Hey, you are so smart, it's really frustrating." Lu Ming shook his head. Girls are always so smart. She can usually guess what she wants to do by raising her hand and saying something.
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This is not conducive to emotional harmony.
How else to create a surprise?
"A clichéd link." Linglong curled her lips, but did not pull Lu Ming away.
At night, somewhere on the top of the mountain, a pile of stones and dead wood was covered with flames.
Stones found everywhere were placed on both sides, and the sword said to be Shenzong's five hundred years ago was used as a barbecue grill.
Lu Ming sprinkled the seasoning and carefully turned the sword over a few times to confirm that the meat was cooked through before nodding with satisfaction.
Then he grabbed the two leg bones of the game with both hands and split them into two parts with a little force.
Just as he was about to hand it over, the girl raised her neck.
"Ah~"
Lu Ming had no choice but to put down his sword, tear off small pieces of shredded meat, and feed it to the girl's mouth as if feeding.
The sky was dark and pure, but fortunately the bright moonlight finally broke through the layers of protection of dark clouds, and shed a ray of moonlight on the two of them.
After eating and drinking, and wiping himself clean, Lu Ming looked at the moon and said:
"Make a wish?"
"Have you ever seen someone make a wish on the moon?"
Linglong's cheeks bulged slightly, looking a little angry.
"Indeed I haven't seen it before."
Lu Ming shook his head, then hugged the girl in his arms and said swornly: "Although there are no shooting stars, I will help you realize your wishes."
Feeling weak in his arms, he rubbed himself inside again.
Linglong smiled, kissed him on the cheek, then looked at the moon and said, "Then, I hope Lu Dabing will love me forever!"
"For the rest of your life, oh no, for the rest of your life, you are not allowed to change!"
Lu Ming carried Linglong and walked to the temporary cradle built between two branches nearby. While covering him with a quilt, he said: "What kind of wish is this!?"
“So unchallenging!”
"Also, I am your Majesty, why am I seriously ill?"
She retracted her little feet back into the bed, narrowed her eyes comfortably, and hummed, "Don't worry, I said you are seriously ill, and you are seriously ill!"
"Okay, the name is just a code name. I accept it!" His fingers went through the exquisite hair, and then he smoothed it carefully. Lu Ming yawned, feeling sleepy, and rested his chin on her collarbone, saying softly.
: "It's not appropriate to change your wish. How about I give you another spot and you make a wish that can give me a little challenge and a sense of purpose."
A person will either never like someone, or he will always like someone.
Lu Ming knew that he was such a person.
I don’t know why, but since I saw that painting, I have become more sleepy these days. I can’t tell whether it’s good or bad. This is one of the purposes of going to Pingting.
As for other things, Lu Ming felt that recently he didn't want to use his brain, he just wanted to hold his girl and have a good sleep.
"You don't have to worry about it. Please fulfill this wish for me first." She snorted through her nose. Linglong put her hands on Lu Ming's back, touched the painting, and hugged him tighter.
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The next day.
Clear skies, blue sea and blue sky.
The weather was neither cold nor hot, so the two entered the nearest city early. The streets were bustling with people and connected to several forks. For a while, they couldn't tell which direction to go.
After asking someone for a few questions, Lu Ming pulled Linglong and walked in one direction.
"Jiangnan is not only home to many beautiful mountains and rivers, but also diverse cultural customs. It has been inherited here for a long time. It is said that many ancient beautiful scenery and delicious food have been preserved."
"Then let's go find something to eat first and eat all over Jiangnan."
Licking the corner of her mouth, Linglong looked quite proud, as if she had the attributes of a foodie.
She was not originally a foodie. Although she loved good food, she often exercised a lot of restraint in order to maintain her figure out of a girl's natural love of beauty.
It's a pity that when I met Lu Ming, this guy had many shortcomings. He only had excellent cooking skills since elementary school. The two of them stayed together for a long time and were fed a lot. This was due to the attribute of eating. Naturally
It was rated a lot higher.
The two of them stopped at a shop with a somewhat ancient style and looked at the plaque. It said [Su Ji Osmanthus Cake], and there were a bunch of small characters next to it, introducing the history of the Osmanthus Cake.
"The Su family's sweet-scented osmanthus cake has been passed down for five hundred years. Is this true or false?"
"That must be a fake." Lu Ming pulled Linglong towards the inside, and at the same time did not forget to ask people to bring delicious food, "This osmanthus cake can be stored for five hundred years, so it is designated as expired, so, these are all
fraud."
Linglong hummed and kicked him. She knew how to talk nonsense in just one day, and her ability to wander around and confuse things with nonsense never diminished.
The boss's son who was passing by happened to hear this remark. The chubby little man suddenly paused, ran to the two of them with a huff, stopped them, and said with great confidence.
"You two guests can't say that. Although my sweet-scented osmanthus cake cannot be stored for five hundred years, my father said that the proportion of materials used in making this sweet-scented osmanthus cake has been passed down from five hundred years ago!"
"My father said that this sweet-scented osmanthus cake, even if the Lord and Lord come here, it must be said to be delicious."
It may be the first time for the little fat man to come out to greet guests. Looking at his figure, he can tell that he doesn't skimp on food and clothing. When he talks about the family's craftsmanship, his face can't help but look proud and arrogant.
Lu Ming looked at the little fat man blocking the road and poked his belly curiously, "You only eat these sweet-scented osmanthus cakes?"
The little chubby nodded proudly and patted his round belly, "Of course, this is my ancestral craftsmanship and my ancestral belly!"
Linglong couldn't help it anymore and laughed. This little fat guy definitely didn't study well. He still had ancestral marks on his belly. It looked like he was stealing food when he was in school.
Beautiful people always make people feel happy when they smile. Xiaopang's eyes sparkled and he smiled, "Sister is so beautiful. I wonder if we have time to hang out together. Hey, what are you doing?"
Before he could say anything, Lu Ming was hit hard on the head. Lu Ming tugged at Xiaopang's fleshy face and said with a smile: "This sister is not something you can seduce. You'd better go find your little flower."
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Xiaopang was a little confused, "I don't know Xiaohua."
Lu Ming took Xiaopang and pointed to several little girls passing by, "You can go and get to know them."
"I know them, they don't scream..." Before the little fat man could say anything, he suddenly felt a slight sedimentation in his hands. He brought the gold to his mouth and bit it. A row of teeth marks appeared, and he suddenly smiled, "Brother, what do you mean?
It makes sense, I think I need to get to know him!"
Linglong couldn't help but roll her eyes when she looked at this live treasure who was so excited about money.
The little fat man patted his chest and walked out, not forgetting to say: "As promised, I will treat you to this meal, and I will definitely treat you to the most fragrant and delicious osmanthus cake!"
Lu Ming watched the chubby boy leave and then went to a group of other young men and women. He was talking and laughing, making a girl smile, and he was boasting about how delicious his own sweet-scented osmanthus cake was. He looked so proud, matching his fat face.
So cute.
"This kid is a talent."
"It's quite cute." Linglong also smiled and nodded.
Lu Ming yawned and walked into the side room. After a while, several boxes full of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes were brought in. Each box had a small note with the taste written on it.
Opening the box, the cake was soft and moist, white in color, and looked good. Lu Ming picked up a piece and started feeding it. Then he looked at the girl and asked how it tasted. If he was not satisfied, he would be ready to settle the score with the little fat man.
No wonder Mr. Lu was so petty that he dared to flirt with Junshang's girlfriend in front of her. He didn't drag her out and spank her ass into seven or eight pieces. It was already a very nice thing to do.
"It melts in the mouth and has a strong fragrance of osmanthus, which is good." Linglong extended her thumb.
Lu Ming opened several other boxes and fed each flavor to the girl. They were all praised, so his eyes lit up and he walked out.
He said he was looking for the fat man, but when he came back, he didn't see the fat man. Instead, he took two packs of paper.
"What is this?" Linglong asked.
Lu Ming put the thing directly into her hand, stuck the snack and put it into her mouth, "Go to the boss and ask for the recipe. I'll make it for you later?"
He spoke lightly, but the way he raised his head slightly seemed to reveal a faint sense of pride.
Lu Ming has a studious heart. Eating and cooking is not a trivial matter. When he was a child, he could remember cooking, ingredients, steps, etc. by holding small slips of paper.
There was nothing I could do, Lu Ming's father didn't like cooking for his son either.
Linglong put the two packages of paper in his arms and hummed softly,
"Are you asking me to perform for you?"
"I didn't say that. If you really think I'm that good, it's not unacceptable if you want to give me some performances."
The shameless words were no longer familiar to Linglong. She curled her eyes and kissed someone openly.
After a while, the two people walked out of the store and continued walking towards the street corner.
When he passes by a certain store, he just buys two kinds of food. If the girl thinks it's good, he will find a way to buy the recipe and think about it later to study it without hiding it.
It is impossible to be surprised, this is just a living habit after getting along.
"This wine is good, but you're a girl and you can't drink it so strong, so I think I'd better change the recipe later. It's better to have a lighter taste. It's better... well, it's better to have a floral aroma."
"That won't work. I will drink the original flavor. If you change it, I won't drink it!"
"...This lotus cake is not bad, but I may not be as skillful as the landlady, so the ones I make will not look particularly good."
"Then I don't care. If you make it taste bad, I want you to look good!"
"...This mung bean cake, well, I know how to make this stuff, but the boss's one is not as delicious as the one I make!"
"Then I don't care. You have to remember it and improve it later to make it more delicious!"
"~~Here, that little fat guy was quite cute before this, but it's a pity that we don't have one."
"Then I don't care, we have to have it!"
"Then, let's have a baby, shall we?"
"Then I also...ah, ha?"
Linglong's eyes widened with a confused look on her face. She stopped and subconsciously reached out to touch her belly that was round and swollen from eating too much. She frowned, lowered her head and began to think seriously.
After giving birth, it seems like you can’t eat a lot of things?
But he keeps tempting himself, how can he get this?
The person opposite was laughing so much that her stomach ached, and she even squatted down. The girl who was thinking seriously was so cute. How could her IQ be getting lower and lower?
Finally came into view, Linglong snorted angrily, "I'm very angry now, you'd better not laugh there all the time, otherwise I am, I can't coax you, you know?"
"Then I definitely can't keep laughing, but Linglong, you are really cute when you are so angry. If it doesn't work anymore, you'd better let me laugh for a while."
Linglong pursed her lips and puffed out her cheeks, he was smiling.
Linglong put her hands on her hips and gritted her teeth, smiling.
Linglong stared at her big crystal clear eyes, and he was still smiling.
…
Finally, Linglong couldn't help it any longer, and rushed forward, hanging on Lu Ming like a koala, and bit her arm so hard that Lu Ming was in pain and couldn't laugh anymore.
"Hmph, carry me!"
Lu Ming laughed again, but he kept moving his hands. He held her soft waist with one hand, picked up her thigh with the other, and lifted her up. After taking two steps, he stopped again.
"That's not right, I'm just holding you."
"roll roll roll!"
On the street, the young man smiled at the girl and bent down. The girl leaned forward and locked her arms with him, and kissed him beautifully. In the dusk, the shadows of the two people gradually became one.
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Microbiologist.
After the old housekeeper left, Wei Shengyan opened the bedroom door, stretched out his hand to twist several layers of mechanisms, passed through the obstacles, and walked into a room filled with antiques and antiques.
This is Wei Sheng's half-life collection of inkstones. They are all ancient records of anecdotes about Suchuan in ancient times. The largest number of them must belong to Shenzong.
There are paintings, books, wine bottles, and clothes. Many things used by Shenzong are in this room, including the sword given to Marquis Pingjiang, which he took out from his own collection.
It seemed that no one had disturbed the room for a long time. The moment the secret door was opened, it seemed to cause a tremor in the air. A non-existent breeze blew through. All the ancient artifacts that had survived the passage of time quickly weathered and turned into debris flying all over the sky.
After the breeze passed, everything disappeared, leaving only a few antiques.
The Wei Sheng Inkstone stood there for a long time, and he didn't walk in until the room completely stopped. Then he carefully read the antique introduction records he had left at each location.
Finally, he raised his head, with a hint of melancholy in his tone, as if he was remembering something.