lost to time

, "Master, I won't suffer, this is to punish you for not hearing from me for more than a month."

Zhang Qishan couldn't wait for it, and traced the soft lines of Wu Xie's face with his fingers, wishing to rub his whole body into his body, and when Wu Xie wanted to end the entanglement for a while, he was willing to let go.

Hearing Wu Xie's thin panting, Zhang Qishan asked with a smile: "Will you be punished? I will say if I don't."

"say what?"

"Tell me that you haven't thought of me at all in the past month."

"Nonsense! I—"

Wu Xie was interrupted by Zhang Qishan's hand climbing up from his back. There seemed to be a burning flame hidden in that palm, which pulled Wu Xie into another scorching world.

"I heard that you followed the housekeeper to the ground." Zhang Qishan said while biting Wu Xie's ear.

"—" Wu Xie clenched her lower lip, Zhang Qishan's words were heard far away in her ears, and all the tactile sensations in her body were concentrated on Zhang Qishan's fingertips and lips.

"I heard that you insisted on helping Lao Wu walk the dog, but when the dog came back, you got lost and were beaten up by Lao Wu."

Wu Xie subconsciously resisted Zhang Qishan's arm that reached out to his chest, "Wait, wait. No, those dogs run too fast."

"Second Master's theater was almost closed by you?" Zhang Qishan couldn't help it, buried his head in Wu Xie's neck and laughed.

"You, how do you know?" Wu Xie didn't expect that Zhang Qishan's every move would fall into Zhang Qishan's ears.

Zhang Qishan tilted his body and quietly held Wu Xie in his arms, "Because——I miss you."

Wu Xie's heart warmed up, and all the anxiety was lowered at this moment, only the attachment to the warm body and mind that was close to him remained, and he said softly: "I miss you too—really." At the end, he added In one sentence, I am afraid that the other party will not believe it.

"I know, I heard from the housekeeper that you often wait in the courtyard until late at night."

Wu Xie didn't expect that he knew this, and he was a little shy, and changed his words: "It's not all about you."

Zhang Qishan didn't understand why, Wu Xie still had grudges and worries in his heart, but it didn't happen overnight, and Zhang Qishan had already thanked God for this.

"Wu Xie, I'm so tired." Zhang Qishan hasn't slept well for a long, long time.

"Well, go to sleep."

Zhang Qishan smiled, "Sing a song for me."

"it is good."

We meet on narrow roads in our lifetime

will not be spared

The palm of the hand suddenly grows entangled curves

Before being sensible, after being emotional

not more than a day

That year changed a life

There was no sound, just when Wu Xie thought Zhang Qishan had fallen asleep, he heard him faintly say "Wu Xie, thank you."

The voice that was usually calm and almost cold at that time became quiet and soft when he dreamed back at midnight. Wu Xie felt his heart tremble slightly, and his face flushed and he burrowed into his arms.

"Zhang Qishan, you're welcome."

Fanwaiji

In early 1941, the weather was neither cloudier nor clearer because of the war.

On this day, Zhang Qishan rushed back from Wuhan after attending the Central China Strategic Conference.Generalissimo Chiang said that he might formally declare war on Japan.Is it a joke that a country that has been invaded for more than four years and has never given up fighting at the cost of life and blood only officially declared war four years after the all-out war?Zhang Qishan sat in the car and covered his face exhaustedly, he was about to arrive in Changsha soon, all these things should be restrained, what Changsha needed was not Zhang Qishan, but the Great Buddha Zhang.

Fortunately, besides An Ding who can give Zhang Qishan comfort, there is one more Wu Xie.Thinking of this piece, Qi Shan suddenly remembered an interesting incident last year, he opened the curtain separating him from the driver's cab and said, "Let's go to Er Yue Hong Mansion first."

Er Yuehong hadn't been to the grave for many years, and since she answered Zhang Qishan last time, she hasn't given a good face to her for a whole year since she came back.No matter who, as long as the word "tomb" is attached to it, they are not allowed to mention it in front of him.Zhang Qishan understood from the bottom of his heart that things would be too impermanent after he landed on the ground, as long as there was a fetter in his heart, no one would want to stay away from the business of dealing with rotting corpse dumplings.What's more, that incident was so dangerous, Zhang Qishan was a little bit sorry for pushing everything on Er Yuehong because of——, but after all, he was delayed because of the heavy trivial matters. If he hadn't thought about it today, I'm afraid I'm still too lazy to come to the door.

"Second Master."

The housekeeper reported in front, Zhang Qishan didn't pay much attention, and just followed in. If he doesn't give a good face, he won't be able to stop him.

Er Yuehong was originally smiling and chatting with his wife, seeing that it was Zhang Qishan, he immediately put away his smile, and said with a cold face, "Oh——Great Buddha Zhang! What's your business!"

Er Ye's wife pursed her lips and smiled, she usually heard about it, but she didn't know what kind of grievance it was, but if Er Yuehong was really annoyed, whoever came would be kicked out, so thinking about it, it wasn't such a fussy thing, so she bent down and walked He saluted and planned to leave.

"No, ma'am, I still want you." Zhang Qishan stopped her.

"What do you want to do!" Er Yuehong immediately stood up and stood between them, her eyes raised and eyebrows raised, she was really annoyed.

Zhang Qishan was taken aback for a moment, he also knew that Er Yuehong loved his wife very much, it seemed that he had touched his bottom line.Zhang Qishan would still laugh at him if there was nothing else, it is pitiful to compare his heart to his heart now, he quickly smiled and said: "Nothing else, second child, quickly bring me a box of peach blossom glutinous rice balls."

"Hmph, I asked you to pick it up in previous years, but you, a savage, were the only ones yelling for trouble. What's the matter this year, have you changed your sex?" Er Yuehong calmed down, and nodded to his wife.

"Do you have more? You can get a few more boxes, girl."

"Zhang Qishan! Don't push yourself too far!!" Er Yuehong really gritted her teeth at this man.

Zhang Qishan returned home with three food boxes full of food, thinking of the curved line of the man's mouth, most of the fatigue on his body seemed to dissipate immediately.

Walking into the gate of Zhang's mansion, the butler took over the coat and tidied it up, and Zhang Qishan walked into the main room with the food box.There was a very warm brazier next to the sofa, and Wu Xie was lying on the sofa with a book in his hands, dangling with one arm hanging down, like a cat flirting with fire in winter.

He raised his head when he heard a voice, and saw that it was Zhang Qishan who jumped up and said, "Come back so soon?"

"Think I'm coming back too early?"

Wu Xie glared at him, clearly knowing that he wanted to say the opposite, and had to be admitted face to face.

"Look what I brought you." Zhang Qishan also smiled, spreading out the food box on the coffee table.

"This——I ate it last year." Wu Xie swallowed back the words that he sprayed on your face last year.

Every year when Er Yuehong sent these things, Zhang Qishan didn't pay much attention to them. He hadn't eaten anything from mousegrass roots when he went to the front line, and he didn't pay much attention to eating them after he came back, but after last year, he unexpectedly felt that the desserts turned out to be so delicious. "It's not just that you have eaten it - the second master's wife made it by herself, and there are only a few at this time every year. I also snatched Wu Laogou's share back."

"Ah? Grandpa's?——" Wu Xie bit the meatball stuffed into his mouth halfway and then stopped, "Will he say it?"

"Don't be afraid, if he dares to talk too much, I'll catch his three-inch nails and put them in a hot pot."

Wu Xie chuckled, he already knew that Zhang Qishan was cold-faced and warm-hearted, that is, he only said these jokes in front of a few close people, and he didn't have a good relationship with himself.

Lying where Wu Xie had just been lying, Zhang Qishan sighed comfortably, picked up the book Wu Xie had just read, which was a Ming Dynasty rubbings, and asked, "Compared to your era, Is it boring?"

"No." Wu Xie realized that he was really hungry, squeezed a ball with one hand, and squeezed Zhang Qishan to lie down carelessly, "Any era is complicated, it just depends on how you live it. Except for going down to the tomb, I This little antique dealer usually just sits in the store looking at the rubbings, dazed. Why not here—”

"It's not as good as what is here?" Zhang Qishan asked knowingly, and put a hand around Wu Xie.

Wu Xie stuffed the glutinous rice balls in his hand into Zhang Qishan's mouth with a smirk, "It's better to have a handsome and suave grandpa here, that's fine."

Zhang Qishan smiled while biting the ball, "Take it away, I'll waste it."

Hearing these words, Wu Xie suddenly felt pain in his heart. Zhang Qishan's heart is so big that it can accommodate the people from all over the world but not himself, but such a pure heart can become so slender for Wu Xie alone. , what more can one ask for if one person treats oneself like this?Wu Xie turned around and faced Zhang Qishan face to face, her wet eyes gleamed with crystal light, staring firmly at Zhang Qishan's eyes.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Qishan didn't know what happened, he was startled, and just as he took out the food stuffed in his mouth, Wu Xie's lips blocked it.

With the tip of his tongue against something, he stuffed it into Zhang Qishan's mouth. Zhang Qishan was so surprised to see that Wu Xie closed his eyes tightly and his face was flushed. swallowed them all.

"This—this way, don't waste it."

Even the roots of Wu Xie's ears were red, Zhang Qishan felt that he was not much better, but still felt that it was not enough, turned over and held Wu Xie, and took away the remaining sweetness.

"Wu Xie—can you—"

"cannot!"

"I mean, can you capture all the meatballs from Er Yuehong next year? What do you think I said?"

"—I'm also talking about meatballs. If you snatch them all, what will others eat?"

"Wu Xie——" Zhang Qishan didn't care about Wu Xie's protest, his fingers were still on fire, "Where do you want to go when the war is over? Leave everything behind, and I'll take you all over the world, okay?"

"You, Master Zhang, traveled thousands of miles of rivers and mountains to steal all the tombs of the motherland?"

"How about it? Come with me, with you, it doesn't matter if he goes to the grave or something else."

"Of course it's going to the tomb. If we don't go to the tomb, are we going to fight for justice?"

"It seems that it's not bad to be a chivalrous man—" Zhang Qishan squeezed Wu Xie's hand tightly, and found that there was still half a peach blossom glutinous rice ball in his hand that had been crushed long ago. This time it was a real waste.

Fanwaisan

I am a coffee table, not an ordinary coffee table.

He Shenhe and Ji Xiaolan drank tea by my side.Later, the confiscated house was moved back to the warehouse by Prince Yi, and Feng Chen moved to Hunan after many years. The master's house was a nouveau riche with no taste, with a fat head and big ears, and a brocade sofa beside me.What's this called? Have you ever seen someone wearing a Qing Dynasty bun but wearing a Western skirt?What a savage.

I'm not used to seeing brocade, and probably she treats me the same way.

After a few years, the house changed owners. The new one was an officer, and the entire family changed faces.When I saw that officer for the first time, I almost stared blankly. I once heard my lord sing a sentence, "Zong Zhi is a handsome and handsome young man, with his head up and his eyes looking at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree before the wind." This is not exactly what it should look like.

After he came, he moved to the Eight Immortals Desk and replaced it with the Zhang Yangpai Desk. He often sat at the desk to criticize military affairs.The most pitiful thing was his adjutant, who was always shouted and shouted at first, and documents were often thrown on his face.But he went to pat him on the shoulder afterwards. This officer was also interesting.It took a long time to practice that adjutant, pointing, speaking, and hitting whenever he wanted, and he didn't make a mistake once, which saved him a few hits.

One time when I was sitting on Xiujin, a man came outside with a broken leg, and without saying a word, the officer got angry and slapped me and scolded him out.That shock made my back go numb, but I exerted a lot of force, and I heard Xiu Jin snicker.

There is a double bed in the back room, the officer doesn't sleep a lot, he just lays on Xiu Jin with his clothes on and squints.

To be honest, I'm a little jealous of Xiu Jin.Because the officer keeps putting his feet on my head, which is very annoying.

Just watching this officer come in and out like this, the official rank seems to be getting higher and higher, but the person is getting more and more lonely.Even in winter, the single-clothed military uniform wears a long fur-collared cloak and walks around. When he comes back, he throws the cloak on Xiujin, but there is no additional clothes. The people behind follow him when they are tired. put on.

Several years have passed, I thought this officer would live his life like this, I am not surprised, human life is not too long for us.There is no loneliness when you have something to send your heart.

Suddenly one day, everything is different.

There is a young man in the family, who looks like he is in his twenties, and he is dressed in what looks like Western casual clothes.At first I thought he was visiting as a guest, but for some reason he actually settled down in this room, following the officer by his side every day.I heard him call the officer "Grandpa".I'm not sure about the title of human beings, but shouldn't it be a big age difference to be called grandpa?

But since he came, the officer has become different, with more expressions on his face, and sometimes he even makes him laugh out loud.Xiu Jin and I looked at each other, as if we had discovered an anecdote.

"Who is that person?" Xiu Jin asked me.

"How would I know."

"Hey, don't you claim to know 500 years before and 500 years after?"

"—" I didn't bother to talk to her.

The grandpa is a good grandson, the two suddenly went out after a few days of getting bored.When they came back, both of them were dying, and they were carried back by the housekeeper and the adjutant, even so, they still refused to separate, lying on the bed leaning on each other.

That double bed should be enough. If it wasn't for this young man and his helplessness, it would be better now to steal the limelight.

The officer said to the housekeeper: "If you keep Lao Wu for a few more days, I won't be able to move, and I have to support him."

"You are good at giving birth, the rest is up to me and the adjutant, so there is no need to say more." The butler replied.

The officer got up in three to five days, and the young man lay down for half a month, relying on the officer to come back on time every morning, noon and evening to see him, give him medicine and meals, and take a walk with his arm.Sometimes the officer even pressed his head and leaned on his shoulder when he was tired. What's more, once he actually hugged him back!Bring it back!He must be pretending!

I made an appointment with Xiujin to expose him. That day the young man was half lying on Xiujin's body reading a book, the more he looked at it, the deeper he was, and finally he stretched his legs and put it on my head.At this moment, Xiujin and I flinched at the same time, and the young man fell to the ground with a thud, and looked at me and then at Xiujin with a strange sound.

I couldn't help laughing, seeing the way he stared at him, he seemed quite cute too.

On the contrary, the officer sitting in front of the desk rushed over with a stride, kicked me away, quickly helped the young man up, and asked nervously, "How is it?"

"It's okay, it's just a little weird."

"What's strange?"

"Just now the coffee table seemed to have moved a little by itself."

The officer looked at me inquiringly, and I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat. Don't chop me up as firewood, just hold on and dare not shake.

"Is it because the injury hasn't healed yet, and I'm dazed?" the officer asked.

"may be."

"I'll take you to bed and lie down?"

"Okay." The young man stretched out his arms, and jumped into the officer's arms.

I gritted my teeth with hatred, but I didn't dare to say more.After they entered the inner room and didn't come out for a long time, Xiu Jin laughed and said: "He kicked you."

"—" Nonsense, kick on me, I'm not stupid!

"He still likes me a little more."

"——" Fuck you, are you stupid, there are two people lying on the bed inside.

I swore that I would never talk to Xiu Jin again, it would either kill her or kill me.Although we may all live a long time.

The officer was not there that day, and the young man was sitting on the carpet, reading the book on top of my head, and there was a bowl of rock candied plums beside him. A drop of sugar water fell on the corner of my mouth. It was so sweet that I wanted to eat it too.The young man was holding a pen in the other hand, and he was writing. Somehow, he was drawn to me in a daze. I could feel that there were only three words repeatedly - "Zhang Qishan".

This seems to be the name of that officer, but are you mistaken, I am a huanghuali tea table from the Qing Dynasty!You scribbled on me like this, do you have the minimum respect for a coffee table!

Even so, perhaps because of that drop of sugar water, I actually felt the sweetness in the young man's heart, and my heart sank as he repeatedly murmured that name.He is a good man, and the two of them treat each other sincerely, this world is not easy, meeting is a blessing, and Xiujin and I are the same.

"It's really delicious." The young man said, picked up the bowl, got up and ran out again.

I've given up on it, but Xiujin hasn't.

Until that night, when the officer came back late, he brought three boxes of peach blossom glutinous rice balls, and the two of them nestled on Xiujin's body and ate them. The taste changed after eating. I didn't see it, but I couldn't stop the sound.

"Zhang Qishan, wait—wait—"

"Wait for what?"

"Uh—don't, don't move—"

"Ah."

"Well, you're big—let you—first—don't move—"

"There is no foreplay, it's climax from the beginning to the end—"

"Go away—that's not how I taught you English—"

"How is that used?"

"No, it's not—don't—um—"

The next day, I saw that Xiujin's face was green, so I couldn't help but asked, "Are two people heavier than one?"

"You are not talking nonsense!"

"I guess so." I wasn't laughing, I wasn't laughing, I was just twitching.

The debt was repaid quickly in June, and I didn't feel complacent for too long.In fact, I was proud of it for only one day, and such a tragic thing happened to me that night. To be honest, do you have the minimum respect for a Huanghuali coffee table from the former Qing Dynasty? There is a bed!bed! !pair! !people! !bed! !

"Are two people heavier than one?" Xiu Jin asked me.

"—"

"You shake more than I do."

"Nonsense! I'm serving tea, not people!"

Xiu Jin laughed, and I endured it for a while, then laughed too.

I have lived for a long time, and many things are interesting.Many people are touched.A lot of love, beautiful and unforgettable.

——From Zhang Dafoye's family, a fine tea table

Extra episode four

Um, baby terrier, what?How did it happen?Then how would I know~ (Yue Yunpeng face)

Irrelevant to the text.

Note before reading, Zhang Qishan is the father, and Wu Xie is the father.

The name of the little baby, Zhang Qixie, "Qixie" sounds slightly the same as "Qixie" (whisper: also sounds the same as "Qixie") or something, whoever said that just now, dragged him out and beat him to death.

The above does not count, "Qi" can be used as an adjective: different ~, so it is a different Wu Xie.

The character of the little baby is a shameless little brat who uses Wu Xie's face to Zhang Qishan, and a Gemini who uses Zhang Qishan's face to Wu Xie.

That's basically it, don't scroll down if Lei has a son...

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"Xiao Xie, you didn't press the soil at all in this robbery hole, and you still have to move the soil outside, what a waste of time."

A ten-year-old boy, who was holding a Luoyang shovel, looked thin and thin, with slender hands and feet, and an old and solemn face, he frowned even more when he heard this, threw the Luoyang shovel to the ground and said, "Dad! Can you stop talking!"

"I'm here to teach you, you don't have any sense of gratitude, and you still think I'm annoying, you contradict me like this, does your father know?"

The young man curled his lips, rolled his eyes and said, "You are relying on my father."

"What do you mean, just kidding, I'm also a well-known little Buddha on the road." Wu Xie lifted his leather jacket, put his hips on his hips and snarled.

"Yes, little Buddha, can you let me go back to the tomb quietly?" The young man said perfunctorily, "Little Buddha, can you go back first?"

"How can I do that? You are only ten years old, and you don't have the ability to go to the grave alone. You must have our guidance."

"You guys?" The boy's head suddenly grew bigger.

"Zhang Qixie!"

"—" The boy's back felt cold, and Ai Ai turned around, "Dad."

"What are you arguing about?"

"No, I'm praising my dad for teaching well and caring for me in every possible way." The boy immediately changed his face.

"Hurry up and break through the hole today, and I will let you do what you want in the future." Zhang Qishan was wearing a long black leather trench coat, holding his arms in his arms, with shallow nasolabial folds on his cheeks, and glared at the boy with a cold face and sternness.

It turned out to be an exam, the young man pouted, glared at Wu Xie reproachfully, and continued with the Luoyang shovel.

After a while, the young man got into the robbery hole without seeing his figure. When he dug to the innermost layer, the Luoyang shovel made the sound of hitting a brick. The young man pulled back the shovel and found dark red blood between the bricks. .

It's not like the first time you go to the tomb, you will encounter a blood corpse, right? The unlucky physique that will cheat the corpse when you go to the tomb is so special, is it inherited?The boy's heart skipped a beat, it would be absolutely shameless to turn around, so let's go!

Just as he was about to reach out, he heard movement behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Qishan squinting at him.When did these two people come down?Not a sound at all!

Seeing that he was not moving, Zhang Qishan said, "Open."

Wu Xie followed behind and said, "Let's go, let's go, with us here, it's not a problem to come to him with ten or eight blood corpses."

The young man said in his heart, if one comes, you will have to run away when you are old!But it really gave me a lot of confidence. I turned around and pinched my fingers up and down on the gaps in the bricks. With a pull on the muscles of my fingers, I pulled the bricks out of the wall.

Zhang Qishan nodded faintly when he saw it, but remained silent.

As soon as the boy put the dirt on the tip of his nose, it smelled like rust. There was really something good down there, so he tore down a few bricks and continued digging.Soon a palm-sized hole was dug out, and the boy took out an air detector from his arms. Dad didn't believe this thing, and it was given by the fat uncle. He said that in the new era and new technology, tomb robbers must keep pace with the times.

The young man wanted to reach in, but Zhang Qishan stopped him with a slap on the shoulder from behind. He put the detector on the Luoyang shovel and stretched it in. After a while, he heard the sound of the detector and took it back. The results showed that there was no problem with the air in the tomb.

Seeing that Zhang Qishan didn't express anything, the young man picked up the shovel and continued to dig the hole. He thought anxiously that he had made a mistake just now, but he couldn't do it again, but Wu Xie was still babbling: "Xiaoxie, Jinyuan Gufang , You can’t see whether you are round or square.”

The young man thought to himself, the robbery is for drilling, not for looking.But seeing Zhang Qishan right behind him, he couldn't bear to say anything.After finally digging a hole for one person to enter and exit, Wu Xie wanted Zhang Qishan to go in first, Zhang Qishan said: "I can protect him for a while, can I protect him forever?"

"I'll go in by myself." The boy flicked on the flashlight, and headed in unconvinced.Going to the tomb in the past, not to mention that there are always people in front, I have never been to any big tomb several times, it is just a small mess, this is really the first time for this tomb with blood in the mud, I can’t help but feel a little uneasy, just listen to Zhang Qishan’s words He held his breath and rushed in.

The burial utensils placed around the tomb are all pottery at first glance, and occasionally some porcelain, but at first glance they are ordinary folk kiln products, and there is nothing that can be seen at all.An ebony coffin was placed in the center of the tomb, which was not particularly high-grade, and the boy was immediately discouraged.

Wu Xie seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and said, "I retreated before the coffin was opened? It's hard to say if there is a dragon's back (good product) in the coffin."

"Who's backing out?" The young man gave him a white look, and walked up to see that the coffin's nails were rotten, and the coffin board shook when pushed a little.

This saved a lot of trouble, the boy was about to push the coffin board away, when suddenly there was a gurgling sound from inside the coffin, the sound was so sudden that the boy stopped his hands in fright.The cooing sound was intermittent. After listening carefully for a while, the young man suddenly felt that something was wrong. Not only did the voice not have the haggard feeling of an old carrion corpse, but it was thick and full of energy, and it always felt a little familiar.

Suspicious in his heart, the young man pushed open the coffin board, and slashed down into the tube with his palm. It doesn't matter whether there is a person or a ghost inside him, it's better to strike first.The palm didn't hit anything, but a lot of bats flew out of the coffin, and the young man was fascinated, so he had to step back quickly, and at the same time waved his hands together, dozens of bats fell to the ground in an instant.

The corpse in white jumped out of the coffin, with a crock-like mask on its head, and rushed towards the boy.The boy rolled on the spot to avoid the blow, and at the same time raised his leg and toes and tapped the earthen pot on the side.With a crash, the crock shattered to the ground, revealing a fat head inside.

"Fatty Master——" the boy stood up, folded his arms, and stared at the man in front of him.

The fat man slowly turned his head back in embarrassment, smiled at the young man, then tore off the white cloth on his body and threw it on the ground, saying: "I just said that I don't pretend to be zongzi, fat man. Have you ever seen so much fat zongzi? You two test your son , I have to let Lao Tzu lie in the coffin, where can I go to reason, I can't live through this day!"

"If you don't pretend, should I pretend? Everyone is a brother who fights like a mountain of swords and seas of fire. Asking you to do such a small favor will make you anxious! Are you so unable to stand the test of the party and the people?" Wu Xie said .

The boy didn't expect the bamboo basket to fetch water in vain, saying that the test was finally arranged, so he had nowhere to vent his anger and kicked the fat man hard.

"Oh shit, you kicked me too!"

"It's a pity I still call you Fat Lord, you agreed to cover me, and finally join hands to play me together!"

"Hey hey." The fat man scratched his hair, "Why don't you cover me, the innocent son is my son, isn't this everyone wanting to give you a surprise, hey or not? Look in the mirror with me, Zhu Bajie - inside and out not human."

"Whose son?" Zhang Qishan asked gloomily from behind.

"Your son, your son! Fuck, can you not take me with you in the future! Fatty, I am also very busy!"

Seeing that the fat man was really annoyed, Wu Xie had no choice but to go up to persuade him, and accidentally kicked over a sealed clay pot by his feet.Wu Xie saw a little red light flying out of the jar, it was the corpse king!It was too late for Wu Xie to feel bad, the corpse king had already rushed to the door.

At the critical moment, Zhang Qishan reacted quickly, rushed over to throw Wu Xie down, kicked the corpse king with the toe of the upside-down golden hook, and kicked the bug out.Unexpectedly, it was a coincidence that he kicked at the young man. Although the young man dodged in time, he caught a glimpse of a red light following him from the corner of his eyes. It seemed that the corpse king had changed his target.Although I sighed in every possible way in my heart, I had to deal with the corpse king first.Turning around and seeing the coffin board lying on the side, he quickly turned over and jumped to the other side of the coffin, raised the coffin board with both hands, turned around and slapped the corpse king.

This time, he firmly slapped the corpse king on the ground, and jumped onto the coffin board and stomped a few times when he was worried, and then looked at Zhang Qishan with a sad face.

"This is a test for you." Zhang Qishan's expression remained unchanged.

"Father, look into my eyes, can we tell the truth?"

"—" Zhang Qishan looked away and remained silent.

"Fatty." Zhang Qixie turned to look at the fat man, "I'd better go with you."

"Let's go, come with me." The fat man grabbed the boy's shoulders, "Don't be afraid, parents will take care of the birth, and I will take care of the fat man."

"Is it okay to have a meal of spicy crab? Fat Lord."

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with it! What do you want to eat? Anyway, Zhang Qishan will pay the bill! If I don't pay, I will live with them! Don't worry, I only need to stay for two nights, your father will definitely not be able to bear it, and the mother will ask him what he wants. Willing to give it all!"

The young man couldn't help but look back to see that Zhang Qishan was helping Wu Xie to get up. It seemed that there was nothing serious, so he followed the fat man and the two out of the robbery hole in peace, and ran to the building outside the building without looking back.

Extra five

"Boy, what are you doing?"

Wu Xie, who was squatting on the ground, didn't turn his head back, and responded casually, "You're back?"

"Yeah." Zhang Qishan looked at the mess in the yard, shook his head funny and approached, saw Wu Xie filling the mud with his hands, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Isn't there a hoe? Why do you need to use your hands?"

The butler stood helplessly by the side and supported the hoe, but said with a smile on his face, "The hoe is afraid of hurting the roots of the tree."

Zhang Qishan nodded, took the hoe in his hand and said, "Go and do your work."

"What kind of tree is this?" After the housekeeper left, Zhang Qishan leaned the hoe aside, rolled up his sleeves and filled the pit with Wu Xie.

"Wine wisteria." Wu Xie was afraid that Zhang Qishan would not understand, so he continued, "It's just wisteria flowers. We have a lot of them in the south of the Yangtze River. Every time it's warm spring, a tree hangs down. The little purple flowers are like waterfalls. Blowing and falling one after another. I have been thinking that if there is a yard and corridors, a row of vines must be planted. There are no tree species here, and they were brought back by the second master when he went to Beijing to sing gardens."

"Sing a fart garden."

Wu Xie gave him a gouged look, "I heard that he and Master Mei performed a few scenes of Dreams in the Garden on the same stage, and Erye's current play is getting better and better."

"Want to hear it?"

"I wonder if there will be tonight?"

"If you don't have it, you have to have it." Zhang Qishan called the adjutant loudly, took the pair of white jade and beast paperweights in the study, and asked Er Yuehong to open the garden tonight and play a song "A Dream in the Garden".

Wu Xie was used to Zhang Qishan's temperament, so he just shook his head. In fact, in life, no matter how good things are, they are just coming and going with the left hand and right hand, as long as they can grasp happiness when they are empty.

Finally planted a row of vines, Wu Xie was too tired to care about anything else, sat down on the ground, looked at the vines that were just brown branches and said: "I don't know if I can grow them or not? If they can bloom, It will be beautiful here next spring."

Zhang Qishan wiped the mud spots on Wu Xie's forehead with the back of his hand and said, "Wherever you stand, you will be beautiful."

Wu Xie was curious, and laughed and wiped the mud full of hands on Zhang Qishan's face. After rubbing for a long time, Zhang Qishan didn't respond, and asked curiously, "Why don't you hide?"

Zhang Qishan pulled Wu Xie's hand, lifted the corner of his clothes to wipe him clean, and said indifferently with a natural look: "What are you hiding?"

Wu Xie's heart was very warm, but he didn't know what to say, so he said, "Have dinner earlier and go to Second Master's garden to play?"

"Okay, wash your hands and change clothes."

Wu Xie ran away in response, Zhang Qishan got up slowly, and still stood there for a long time, the smell of mud still lingered in his nostrils, looking at this corridor that was as lifeless as himself, it seemed to gradually come alive under Wu Xie's makeup come over.

It was still early when we arrived at the theater, Er Yuehong was still putting on her makeup backstage, and Wu Xie sneaked in familiarly.

Er Yuehong had just finished her base makeup and was about to apply blush when Wu Xie rushed forward and said, "Second Lord, I'll help you paint, I'm really good at painting!"

"you go!"

Where Wu Xie was willing to do it, he clung to the side and handed this and that, and wanted to get a hand whenever he got the chance.Zhang Qishan stood aside and watched for a while, then came out alone with a smile, and sat down to drink a cup of tea first.Before the teacup bottomed out, she heard the backstage yelling, Er Yuehong lifted the curtain and came out and cursed: "Zhang Qishan! Take your bastard away! Take it away! Take it away!!"

Look at the makeup on Er Yuehong's face again, it's white, white and red, and the two curved eyebrows have been drawn to the forehead.Zhang Qishan couldn't hold his palm anymore, and spewed out a mouthful of tea.

"Dream back to the warbler, the years are full of chaos, people set up small courtyards and deep courtyards.

The smoke is exhausted, and the broken embroidery thread is thrown away. This spring is like last year. "

If Zhang Qishan felt it, but he just couldn't remember why, so he kept silent all the way, and when he returned home, he couldn't move his footsteps under the vine.God knows, he fell in love with these vines planted by Wu Xie.

"What's the matter?" Wu Xie saw that Zhang Qishan was standing there blankly, and he turned and walked out with one foot already in the room.

"I really want to see them bloom now." Zhang Qishan said.

Wu Xie smiled and pointed, "Look, it's already blooming."

Zhang Qishan raised his head in astonishment, and saw that the branches that were originally dead vines were covered with purple flowers the size of fingernails. The cold night wind came, and the flowers were unbearably disturbed, and they fell one after another.Suddenly Zhang Qishan understood, stretched out his hand to bring Wu Xie into his arms, hugged him tightly, and asked with a sob: "Wu Xie, how are you now?"

Wu Xie patted him on the back with a smile, "I'm fine."

"You—have you forgotten me?" Zhang Qishan said timidly.

Wu Xie rested his chin on Zhang Qishan's shoulder, "How is it possible? You and I are the marks on each other's souls. No matter how many years we have been apart or how many lives we have reincarnated, as long as we meet, we will be bound together again. Do you know? There is a psychologist Called Freud, he said that human actions and dreams are determined by the subconscious, and we are here to say it all."

Zhang Qishan let go of Wu Xie, greedily looking at the picture of the day