At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

It turned out that the little girl from his Xie family was actually a drunkard.

Holding Xie Yuheng's forearm with one hand to prevent her from falling, Xie Mingli turned sideways and waved to Rong Shi.

Rong Shi stepped forward in confusion, and when he saw his master's appearance, he suddenly understood.

The rice wine was brewed by the villagers themselves, and the alcohol content was not high. Mr. Si can drink it as water and not get drunk...

Xie Mingli said softly: "Go to the city and tell Governor Zhou that there will be a farewell party at noon. Jiangling Marquis Xu will not be able to make it."

The administrative office was not supposed to move to Jiangling until the end of the year. Because of what happened a few days ago, His Majesty issued an edict directly asking Zhou Canyun to move in advance. I just arrived two days ago and I was so busy every day that my feet hit the back of my head.

When the time came, he went to the direction of Xie's house to pick up the horse.

Xie Mingli was originally helping Xie Yuheng to walk, until the little guy's steps became more and more crooked. He had to walk to the stream every time, so he could only squat down and carry it behind his back.

……

In the mist, I don’t know what year it is.

In front of him was a pot of withered flowers. A well-painted middle-aged woman grabbed the little girl's hair and cursed: "Didn't I ask you to water the flowers? If you can't do such a small thing well, what else can you do?" !”

On the sofa not far away, a potbellied man was adjusting the TV channels and adding fuel to the fire.

"Women are just unreliable. There is some truth in what has been passed down for thousands of years. You should still have a son!"

"I had too much homework in the recent high school entrance exam...I forgot about it." The little girl explained, but the middle-aged woman didn't listen at all and just...

In the end, the little girl huddled in the corner and covered her head tightly to avoid being hit on the head. The teacher said that only reading can change your destiny, and you can't be ruined by your brain.

……

"Don't hit me... Yu Heng knows he was wrong..."

"Yu Heng must remember to water the flowers next time, must remember..."

Xie Mingli's back suddenly stiffened, and he could faintly feel warm moisture on his back through his autumn clothes.

The man in green pursed his thin lips tightly into a thin line and continued to walk forward steadily, feeling that his heart was about to be broken into pieces.

They always thought that the little sister was the mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens who came down to earth to survive the tribulation, but she turned out to be an unpopular fairy?

It turns out that it wasn’t because my little sister had itchy hands that she had to drink water and drink flowers and plants every day. Was the little sister banished to earth because she forgot to water the fairy flowers?

Then this deity above the sky is a bit too unhuman.

Xie Mingli's breath suffocated, and his feet slipped, almost leading Xie Yuheng into the ditch.

It was a passerby who helped me in time, "Little brother, are you okay? I need help."

Xie Mingli smiled forcefully, suppressing the sadness in his heart, and said: "Brother, please go to Xie's Academy and look for Liu Jianyuan and go home."

Xie Mingli turned slightly sideways and motioned for the man to take off the jade pendant from his waist.

The man did as he was told, looked at the texture of the white jade in his hand, and looked at the two brothers who had left.

He whispered in a low voice: "The people in Qinghe Village are really simple and honest, so they are not afraid that I will run away with this jade."

Suddenly, the man felt something was wrong.

He scratched his head and stood there thinking for a long time. Then he remembered that his classmate had mentioned that the superintendent of Xie's Academy was the grandmother of Marquis Jiangling.

Indeed, the young man in red just now was being carried on someone's back, and his complexion was much paler than the others.

I heard that the Marquis of Jiangling would not live past his prime. Is this because he is ill?

"I'll be a good boy."

The man stared at the 'potato' in his hand. Anyone who dares to take it and run away will not be wanted by the government to the ends of the earth.

He hurriedly walked towards Xie's Academy.

As for Xie Mingli, he carried Xie Yuheng back to Xie's house. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he bumped into Si Yuandao, who was about to go fishing.

"Ouch, what's going on, Xiao Yuheng?"

Si Yuandao threw the newly made fishing rod in his hand, hurriedly came forward and probed Xie Yuheng's forehead.

Xie Mingli's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he was panting slightly when he spoke: "I drank rice wine during the farewell ceremony in the ancestral hall, and I got drunk."

Chang He wanted to step forward to take it, but Xie Mingli turned slightly to avoid it.

Although I often hear my little sister mention some relatively novel ideas, I am not afraid of the words that men and women are not seated at the same table at the age of eight.

But after all, Yu Heng is a woman. As an elder brother, he can still breathe and can do his best.

"Go get some dried plum petals, and I'll make some sobering soup for the little one."

Si Yuandao frowned, and while instructing Chang He, he looked at the two brothers' retreating figures.

He muttered: "How much did you drink to get this drunk? Mingli is the eldest brother with the most stable temperament. It's not like he would let the little guy drink without stopping him?"

Si Yuandao shook his head and walked to the kitchen with his hands behind his back.

In Shihe courtyard, the wind shook the green bamboos.

The flowers and plants in front of the main house and study room were languishing, and the second tea tree planned to be used as cold dew tea also looked half-dead.

The rosefinch, which was combing its feathers on the branch of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, heard the footsteps and raised its head to take a look, almost falling off the tree.

He fluttered his wings and landed on Xie Mingli's shoulder, chirping non-stop.

It wasn't until Xie Mingli put Xiao Yuheng on the bed that he explained to him that he was just drunk. Visible to the naked eye, the feathers of the small white bird with fried feathers relaxed.

Suzaku let out a deep breath of bird's breath and slapped his hands on the table.

Just now, when I saw Xie Mingli's deathly expression, I thought something had happened to Xie Yuheng. I was really scared to death!

After a while, the boy brought warm water. Xie Mingli squeezed the water out of the handkerchief with his slender fingers, then turned around and sat by the bed to wipe the little guy's face.

When you rub it to the corners of your eyes, pause between your fingers. His sister is really a silly girl.

After experiencing such harsh things, he still showed kindness to the mortals in the world. How could there be such a stupid child.

Xie Mingli took a deep breath and forced the warmth in his eyes back. Start more gently, lest you wake up the dreamer.

Madam Liu hurriedly walked into the room, looking at the person lying on the bed, her heart felt like a knife.

"What's going on? Maybe there's another ugly thing with no eyes."

After Xie Mingli explained the reason, he added, "Grandma, please change Yuheng into looser clothes." After saying that, he turned around and left Xie Yuheng's room.

Xie Mingli walked to the eaves with one hand behind his back. Looking down, there are only wilted orchids.

The man in green crouched down and touched the long leaf with trembling hands.

He didn't tell his grandmother about Yu Heng's drunken talk. This was his younger sister's private matter. It is not appropriate to tell others about it without their consent.

"Jijiji?" What's wrong with you?

Something strange started to happen from the moment he entered the hospital. A small group of Suzaku stood at Xie Mingli's feet, tilting its head to look at him.

Xie Mingli couldn't understand what it said, so he just held it in his hand and said in an unsteady voice, as if he was talking to himself: "Xiao Yuheng is the kindest child here."

"Chi chi chi!" Of course!

Suzaku puffed up his chest proudly, and he had a good eye for selecting people.

Thinking that Xie Mingli didn't understand, he nodded the bird's head back and forth again, until he fell dizzy into Xie Mingli's palm, with two black bean birds' eyes sparkling with stars.