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19. Good for nothing...

After lunch, the sun hid behind the clouds, and large dark clouds slowly condensed in the sky, slowly devouring the originally clear blue sky. The autumn wind blew, bringing a little sadness, and the locust trees in the yard were creaked by the wind. , The yellowed leaves drifted with the wind and scattered all over the ground. Even the quails that had built their nests on the locust tree fluttered back to their nests, as if they had a premonition that the autumn rain was coming soon.

It didn't take long for the cool raindrops to fall slowly, and suddenly the torrential rain came. The rapid rainwater flowed along the bluestone slabs to the low-lying places. The sky and the earth were shrouded in gloom, and the streets were empty.

Zhang Yonghuan sat in the room with his chin propped up, drinking tea and eating melon seeds in every possible way, while Xiaowei sat beside him obediently, writing and drawing.

Zhu Xie jumped over from the next door holding an umbrella: "It's raining at the right time, and you don't have to carry water to water the shallot seedlings."

Zhang Yonghuan rolled his eyes and said, "That's right, there's no need to water the shallot seedlings..." Suddenly he screamed strangely: "Because the shallot seedlings will be washed away from the soil by the damn rain, I haven't sealed the soil yet." Woolen cloth!!!"

Little Tail blinked: "Noisy."

Zhu Xie, who was about to jump, gave him a blank look, and snorted, "I'm too lazy to quarrel with you!" Sit down, pick up a teacup to drink tea, and crack sunflower seeds.

Zhang Yonghuan Kabeng Kabeng spat out the melon seeds and said, "It's raining, so don't expect to see the moon on the [-]th day this year."

Zhu Xie ignored him, put his arm around Xiaowei's shoulder and asked, "Did you propose to Zhan Feng?"

Little Tail looked up at him and nodded.

"Who taught you?" Zhu Xie said, "He's so big, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to bear it?"

Xiaowei pointed to Zhang Yonghuan, and said puzzledly: "He won't press... Xiaowei sleeps very well."

"Uncle Sun!" Zhu Xie turned his head and scolded Zhang Yonghuan, who was pretending to have nothing to do with himself, and hung up eating melon seeds, and said gently to Xiaowei: "Baby, I only have you, you can't abandon me, leave me alone!" go!"

Little Tail held his face seriously, stared at him for a long time and said, "I won't abandon you."

Zhu Xie hugged him, buried his head on his shoulder and said, "...Baby, you are the most reliable." The little guy is the most reliable!

Zhang Yonghuan listened, hesitated for a long time, and said: "He is already seventeen, if you teach him like this again, you will destroy him." The reality is ruthless, he had to remind Zhu Xie.

Zhu Xie smiled disdainfully and said, "It doesn't matter if he is seventeen or twenty-seven, if he doesn't do anything, I will support him."

Zhang Yonghuan stared at him blankly, and said, "Perhaps, you should properly let him learn to be more independent."

Zhu Xie's eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "No need." The little tail is mentally incompetent, why doesn't he want the little guy to grow up and live like a normal child, if he is really let go and let him try to be independent, if it doesn't work or What if it backfired?This is what Zhu Xie is worried about.

Little Tail smiled shyly and said, "I'm fine." Why did they quarrel because of him?

Zhu Xie patted his head and said, "You are the most precious."

Little Tail bowed his head and continued painting: "...the most precious."

Zhang Yonghuan was dumb, and no longer tried to persuade Zhu Xie. In his opinion, perhaps treating Little Tail in the way of Zhu Xie would be the best way to help him.

The rain gradually subsided, and Zhang Yonghuan felt a little heartbroken when he thought about the unsealed shallot seedlings in the back ground. They were also bought with money. Although they were not worth much, he had worked hard all morning to plant them...

Get up and go out with an umbrella, walk out of the small courtyard, the yellow muddy water in the back ground is soaked by the shoes on your feet, and the field without crops is foggy, Zhang Yonghuan trots to the ground with the umbrella in his hand.

The green onion seedlings washed by the rain were intact and buried in the soil.

There was a gray figure moving quickly in the ground, Zhang Yonghuan touched the rainwater on his face, shivered twice, and said, "Is everything sealed?"

Qin Yang held an umbrella, rolled up his trousers, and stood barefoot in the field, looking up at him: "Well, it's all done." He shook off the yellow mud on his hands, and strode towards the ground.

The black hair on the forehead has been wet by the rain, and it sticks to the cheeks docilely, adding a few different charms to Qin Yang's handsome face.

He briefly washed his hands in the rainwater gathered in the small potholes on the ground, lifted the cloth shoes on the ground that had already been soaked by rain, and said, "Go back."

Zhang Yonghuan said, "I'm really sorry for your trouble." He never thought that Qin Yang would be so careful.

Qin Yang smiled: "Let's go."

Holding an umbrella, Zhang Yonghuan caught up with him in two or three steps. The two talked and laughed, and walked towards the small courtyard.

Entering the room, Zhang Yonghuan handed Qin Yang a clean towel, and also took one to wipe the rain on his face. Qin Yang wiped two, glanced at the next door and said, "Little Tail and the others are in your room?"

"En." Zhang Yonghuan twisted his slightly rain-wet hair again, and responded lightly.

Qin Yang threw the soaked shoes aside, went out and fetched a basin of clean water with the footbath, and walked to the back room with it.

Zhang Yonghuan shook his hair, opened the dark blue cloth curtain that covered it, and went to the small bookcase next to Qin Yang's bed to rummage through books.

Qin Yang put the footbath beside the bed, went back to the closet to find a change of clean clothes, took off the wet clothes without hesitation, and only wore the thin white panties, naked With a muscular upper body, she sat on the edge of the bed and washed her feet.

Zhang Yonghuan sat behind a small desk beside him, pretending to be flipping through the book, and secretly looked at Qin Yang with his eyes. He has wide shoulders and narrow hips, perfect lines, well-developed biceps, and quite strong six-pack abs. A handsome figure!Zhang Yonghuan was a little jealous and sad, touched his slightly muscular abdomen, and secretly made up his mind that he would start sit-ups and push-ups tonight, and he must also practice a handsome figure.

Looking down, the slender and powerful legs are wrapped in white silk underwear. The thin fabric is almost transparent, and the black shadow of Qin Yang can be vaguely seen. Zhang Yonghuan blinked, turned his eyes and flipped through the book.

Qin Yang wiped his feet, put on his shoes, stood up with a footbath in his hand and called out, "Brother Huan..."

Zhang Yonghuan looked up at him, his eyes just fell on Qin Yang's place, and he seemed to see the shape and size of a certain object under his obscene pants... Zhang Yonghuan hurriedly looked away: "What's wrong?"

Qin Yang smiled gently: "The book is held upside down." He left the house with a footbath in his hand.

Zhang Yonghuan's expression was sluggish, and his complexion changed rapidly, how could it be embarrassing.

Qin Yang returned to the room, looked at Zhang Yonghuan who was reading with his head down, put on his clothes, and said, "Read a paragraph and listen."

Zhang Yonghuan pursed his lips unnaturally, looked at the book and began to read aloud.

Qin Yang tidied his clothes slowly, his originally stretched brows became more and more wrinkled.

"You...missed a word."

"I don't know." Zhang Yonghuan spread his hands and said, "I don't know those who are uncommon." Looking at the large traditional Chinese characters printed on the page of the book, he asked curiously: "According to what is said in this book, can one really cultivate Taoism and become immortal?"

Qin Yang said calmly: "It needs to be combined with some breath-regulating mental formulas, as long as you are willing to work hard to understand it, it will be possible."

Zhang Yonghuan curled his lips lazily, threw the book on the table and said: "It seems that people with my temperament will never want to cultivate Taoism and become immortals. I have no patience!"

Qin Yang looked at him thoughtfully, but said nothing.

Zhang Yonghuan quickly glanced at him and said, "Did Brother Qin never think about starting a family?"

Qin Yang went to the desk and sat down: "Thought about it." After thinking for a long time, he said: "A long time ago." As early as thousands of years ago.

Zhang Yonghuan sighed and said: "When my parents left, they still regretted that they would not have the opportunity to see me get married. Now..." He thought for a while and said: "Here...it's still so tragic!"

Qin Yang was silent, his brows were furrowed tightly, as if he was recalling the past, his expression was rather dejected and desolate.

Zhang Yonghuan looked at him quietly... About 10 minutes passed.

Qin Yang opened his mouth and said: "Although you and... Huan'er have some similarities in personality, they are not completely similar. He is broad-minded, shrewd and wise, occasionally impulsive and reckless, and has an optimistic attitude towards life, while you..."

"One piece of trash, one foodie, no brains, no shape, no shape, throwing people in the pile is a passerby, except for being able to mess with it...you can eat it if you have a bad mouth, it shouldn't be an advantage...I will Cooking is one of the strengths." After Zhang Yonghuan finished speaking, he looked at him with a smile: "Tsk tsk! Fortunately, the body is not damaged, the limbs are sound!" After thinking about it, well-developed limbs and a simple mind mean that he is the kind of person he is talking about?

Heaven!You are so blind.

Qin Yang's expression was gloomy, and he said: "...the so-called great wisdom and foolishness are nothing more than that."

Zhang Yonghuan's heart tightened, and he asked in surprise, "What?"

Qin Yang's face became even more gloomy, and he said solemnly: "You... have the memory of Huan'er, and maybe all the memories of reincarnation and rebirth... right?"

Zhang Yonghuan's face turned pale, and he clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Oh hehehehe... are you sure?" He never showed any clues, why did Qin Yang say that?

Qin Yang said leisurely: "I am very clear about the effect of the forbidden technique."

Zhang Yonghuan smirked: "Oh." You are really capable, I want to worship you to death, who will tell me... what should I do now?

All the previous pasts in his mind are constantly tormenting his nerves, and he is about to be split by the tossing personality. He really doesn't want to know those things. Who will brainwash him and erase all the memories that don't belong to him Zhang Yonghuan up?

"If you don't want to mention it, I won't mention it again." Qin Yang said calmly, "Including everything."

Zhang Yonghuan