Zhou Yan

When Zhou Mingchao woke up, the sun did not know when it came out, and the room was covered with soft sunlight. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his hand to touch the person around him, but his hand was in vain.

Subconsciously sitting up, Zhou Mingchao saw the young man who was clamoring to hug him sitting cross-legged on the window frame, with his head resting on his knees, and looking into the distance with his chin resting on his hands. There was a quilt under his buttocks. Softly stuck in the quilt, I don't know where he was dragged out of.

Having just woken up, Zhou Mingchao was a little confused. Looking at Shen Xian's strange appearance, he rubbed the center of his brows, feeling even more confused.

"Xianxian," Zhou Mingchao called him leaning against the head of the bed.

"Brother Zhou," Shen Xian turned his head and smiled at him, which was brighter than the sun outside the window: "You're awake!"

Zhou Mingchao, who just lazily took a nap with his sweetheart in his arms, was very tired at the moment. He stared at Shen Xianruyu's half face for a while, and Zhou Mingchao said in a hoarse voice, "You sit there What are you doing?"

"Look at the bird laying eggs." This person is so spoiled, he lays eggs as soon as he lays them, what are they talking about.

"Then what are you doing under the blanket?"

Shen Xian looked at the bushes in front of the window, and moved his body: "The window frame is too cold, it hurts my butt."

It was cold and the quilt was warm. Shen Xian Bensheng slept soundly next to Zhou Mingchao. Halfway through the sleep, he was woken up by the sound of birds singing. He lifted the quilt and leaned lightly to the window to have a look. His whole body was covered with snow-white head The emerald two-haired bird was lying on its stomach in the nest, and after a while its beautiful tail feathers moved, and a bulging egg rolled out from under it.

Shen Xian became interested, got out of bed and turned over a quilt in the cabinet, Shen Xian dragged it to the window sill and carefully spread it out, sat on it and watched the birds lay eggs.

The little bird worked hard, one after another, Shen Xian helped it count, there were twenty eggs in total.

The last egg rolled out from under the bird's stomach. The little white bird rested for a while, and flew away with fluttering wings. It should be looking for something. The bird had finished laying eggs. Xian didn't want to bother Brother Zhou to sleep, so he sat on the window sill and guarded the bird's eggs for the mother bird. Anyway, it was not cold under the quilt, so Brother Zhou woke up unexpectedly.

"The window is very windy, how long have you been sitting there?" Zhou Mingchao waved to him: "Come down."

"I'm not cold."

Saying that it wasn't cold, Shen Xian still rolled down from the window frame very numbly, plunged into the quilt, hugged Zhou Mingchao in the air, and looked up at Zhou Mingchao with a sneaky smile.

Zhou Mingchao was half leaning against the head of the bed, Shen Xian could only hug his waist and rub his head on his stomach.

"Don't make trouble." Holding Shen Xian's hand was a little cold, Zhou Mingchao raised his hand and took the quilt to cover Shen Xian's shoulders: "I don't know how to get down from above when it's cold."

"I'm afraid of disturbing you, I slept so soundly," Zhou Mingchao wrapped him up in a ball, only Shen Xian's head was exposed, he raised his head, with a large quilt behind him: "I love you so much!"

The love words were too clumsy, Zhou Mingchao couldn't help laughing, bent down and patted Shen Xian's buttocks: "Take care of yourself because you love me."

After being spanked, Shen Xian's face turned a little red, and he twisted under the quilt, the young master was unusually shy.

I ate lunch early today, and even after sleeping, I still feel free. As the end of the year approaches, everyone stays idle at home, wandering the streets, and going out to listen to music.

"Brother Zhou, shall we go out and play?"

The streets of Linzhou City were still as lively as ever. Teahouses and restaurants hung up lanterns early on at the entrances, and people on the street wore festive new jackets and smiled when they saw each other.

"Old Zhang, you're back! When did you come back?"

"I just came back yesterday, where are you going?"

"I'm going to make a pot of wine. I stewed some bones at home. Wuzhou is far away from this mountain. Come to my house for a drink?"

"Haha, that's disrespectful. I've long wanted to see my sister-in-law's craftsmanship."

"Let's go, let your sister-in-law fry two plates of peanuts and marinate a pork head. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We must have a good drink today."

There are also not all peaceful and prosperous times. Old men on the street wear simple clothes and have patched elbows and cuffs, but the old men are tidy and tidy, with clean necklines, and their gray hair is tied into a bun behind their heads, combed meticulously.

The old man touched his chest. There was half a tael of silver there. This was the money he had saved throughout the year. It was almost the Chinese New Year. He wanted to use this money to buy some meat and vegetables and make dumplings for his grandson when he went home.

Thinking of the four or five-year-old child who knew that grandpa was going out to buy meat when he was about to go out, he was jumping up and down on the steps with bare feet in excitement, and his little face flushed with cold was smiling.

The grandson is still young, and on weekdays he is sensible and doesn't ask the old couple for this or that, and sometimes he can help grandma do some work of washing vegetables and getting things, which makes the old couple feel pity and love.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help his staggering steps, and walked a little faster.

I cut two catties of lean meat in front of the pork stall, bought a cabbage in front of the vegetable stall, and finally bought some sweets and melon seeds that my grandson loves in the New Year’s shop. The old man wrapped the remaining bits and pieces in handkerchiefs , carrying a lot of things, the old man walked out of the dim sum shop tremblingly.

The things in his hands are very heavy, but the old man is happy in his heart. The grandson at home sees this huge pile of things, and he doesn't know how happy he is.

The old man weighed the things in his left and right hands and walked home. Most of the old people were very careful. As he walked, he lifted the oil-paper bag to check carefully for any missing places. When he looked at it, he forgot to look at the road in front of him.

The old man bumped into someone without paying attention. The old man was unresponsive, stumbled and fell to the ground, oops, and wanted to pick up the new year's goods he had just bought.

Before his skinny fingers touched the dusty pork on the ground, he was kicked away by a pair of tiger leather boots.

"Old thing! You don't have eyes when you walk, you dare to hit your grandpa and me!" The owner of the boots is a fierce, fat young man with his waist crossed, followed by a bunch of servants: "Dirty grandpa's clothes Are you worthy?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the old man saw the piece of meat rolling three times in the mud, his heart ached, and he couldn't pick it up with guilt at this time, he kept bowing down to apologize to the young man: "Yes I'm old and dim, so I'm sorry I didn't see you."

"It's over with an apology, you dirty old ghost, how much is an apology worth?" The young man snorted contemptuously from his nostrils. He looked at the things the old man kept dropping on the ground and those things. Looking at the piece of meat, I changed my mind.

The tiger leather boots stepped on the three-point fat pork that the old man carefully selected, and then used force, the meat was trampled into mud and stuck in the dust, and the young man laughed viciously: "Hahahaha, today I will let you grow Lesson, next time you go out, bring your old eyeballs, not everyone can bump into them."

Seeing the change, the servants around the young man stepped forward to trample on other things that the old man dropped on the ground, such as cabbage, candy, and melon seeds, all of which were trampled unseemly.

"Oh! Don't step on it, don't step on it, my meat, my meat!"

The old man was bleeding from distress, bent forward to stop him, but was pushed to the ground, his bones were brittle, and he didn't get up for a while, and the old man's neat hair was also messed up. He watched a group of people use his I trampled on the ground with the things I bought with hard-earned money for a year, and couldn't help crying.

"That's something I bought with my hard-earned money. You guys, how can you pay for it? You pay for it!"

The people around couldn't stand it anymore, and gathered together to point and point.

"It's too much, it's too much."

"That's right, to treat such an old man like this."

"Cut, a bunch of brainless things." The young man didn't care about the disgust of the people around him, but instead raised his nose triumphantly: "What's the point of pushing an old man? Do you know who my cousin is? Wang Dongyue , but a person walking sideways in Linzhou City."

The crowd was even more contemptuous, and some people even couldn't listen to the passionate young man who picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the young man forcefully.

The stone was sharp, and Wang Dongyue's cousin saw blood on his forehead instantly.

"Who? Who threw me? Which bastard threw me!"

The young man touched his forehead, his hand was red, he stared in disbelief, he didn't expect that today would be his first day out of the village, and he didn't expect that someone would dare to be on his cousin's territory Make him famous in public!What a guts.

The servants looked at everyone vigilantly, ready to go.

"It's your father." Shen Xian had a serious face.

Shen Xian was still holding a pile of stones in his arms. When he saw this man pushing the old man just now, he ran to pick up stones. One was not enough, so he stocked up some more. Shen Xian spent some time looking for stones, otherwise the old man would not be killed. Bullied like this.

"You are……"

The man hadn't finished his ruthless words, and with a thud, a small stone was thrown in the air in a perfect arc, and landed steadily on the forehead of Erdan Wang. Shen Xian's strength was controlled very precisely. The second The stone fell on the wound of the first one and overlapped.

"you you you!"

Erdan Wang covered his head, the wound was bleeding, he was so angry that he was going crazy.

Shen Xian continued to throw stones, one hit at a time: "What's wrong with me! You were still breastfeeding when I was a dandy."

"Give it to me, arrest this man!"

The servants rushed forward, and Zhou Mingchao stood in front of Shen Xian.

After all, we also know that Erdan has just come out of the village and hasn't seen much of the world, and his servants are all flamboyant and can't get on the stage. It's not enough for Zhou Ming Dynasty, who has practiced martial arts for many years.

Zhou Mingchao almost made every move, and without much effort, he collapsed on the ground. The servants covered their chests and legs and wailed. Zhou Mingchao had a cold expression, and he didn't even take a breath.

Shen Xian watched Erdan Wang throw stones from the side, and looked at Zhou Mingchao's beating figure from time to time, tsk tsk tsk, Brother Zhou's side kick is so handsome!Whoops!This trick is also very handsome!

Anyway... Brother Zhou is always pretty.

The author has something to say:

"Wuuuuu, cousin," Wang Erdan complained to Wang Dongyue, "Someone bullied me."

Wang Dongyue touched Er Dan's head and sighed: "Damn, I can't afford to mess with that guy, so clean up."

Dudan looks forward to: "Pack up and get revenge?"

"No, go and apologize."

People, they opened a pre-collection, want to collect (opponents)