Xiaoshan Yeyu Susili

"Who are you talking about! One of the seven uncles?? Did I hear you wrong?"

"You heard me right, why, are the seven uncles bad?"

"No, there is no such thing as a difference. The master is calm, the second master is rational, the third master is benevolent, the fourth master is wise, the fifth master is rational, the sixth master is elegant, and the seventh master is upright."

"It's almost there."

Yang Buhui listened, and then put down his raised fist in satisfaction, and then sat down again

"Let me guess, it's impossible for Master Uncle. Even though Master's wife left early, it's impossible to rush to be Song Qingshu's stepmother."

Excluding Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu is naturally impossible, so there are only six left.Yang Buyu counted in his head, and then he looked terrified

"not..."

Yang Buhui thought he was going to figure it out, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, he was a little surprised and shy waiting for his answer, but in the end

"Uncle Sixth!!"

Her hand holding the table was tilted to the side and slipped...

Yang Buyu stood up impatiently, pressing his forehead.

"Yang Buhui, I'm not talking about you, look, our father and mother still have the looks of the two of us, how come you are blind when it's your turn, although the sixth master has a good temper, but then Zhang face... um...it's okay, since you really like it, then brother, go talk to your parents."

Yang Buyu resisted the complicated emotions and patted her on the shoulder, lowered his head to her ear

"But you can't either. Although you can't talk about uncles, Dad probably doesn't like Uncle Yin Liu, saying that he looks the best in Wudang. Mother said that he looks like that, and he won't touch anything buried in the soil. What? Oh, yes, yes, Terracotta Warriors!"

"Hey, what a mess, who said it was the Sixth Master?"

Yang Buhui reacted and pushed him, Yang Buyu took two steps back and scratched his head

"Not Sixth Uncle Yin? That's okay."

exclude another

"Who is that?"

"Could it be the fifth uncle? Well, the more I think about it, the more likely it is."

Once before, they talked about that their beautiful mothers should match Pianpian sons such as Zhang Cuishan, but they were ridiculed by his father

"Zhang Cuishan, that little boy."

Thinking of his father blowing his beard and staring, Yang Buyu lowered his head and smiled.

"If it's the Fifth Senior Uncle, then Dad will really have trouble with him."

But Yang Buhui shook his head and said

"Yes...it's the fourth uncle."

Yang Buhui said it directly to prevent him from guessing randomly.

"It turned out to be the Fourth Senior Uncle. That's fine. I thought it was the Second Senior Uncle. After all, Dad admires him the most."

Yang Buyu folded his hands on his chest and clicked his tongue, feeling really amazing.

"Brother, tell me, what does it feel like to like someone?"

Yang Buhui ran to him and asked while holding his arm.

"I've never liked anyone before, how do I know?"

As he spoke, he reached out and tapped his sister's forehead.

"Well, if you have someone you like, what would you do?"

Yang Buhui clutched his forehead, and looked at him expectantly.Yang Buyu calmly sat down at the table

"If I ever meet such a person, I'll kill her with a sword, so as not to worry."

"Do not believe."

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"Really going?"

Yang Buyu asked in a low voice, Yang Buhui nodded, gave him a slight push, shrugged helplessly, and put on a bright smile.

"Fourth Uncle."

"Buyu, why are you here?"

Zhang Songxi had just washed up when he heard a knock on the door, opened the door and saw Yang Buyu smiling there, holding a chessboard and a chess box in his hands.

"This is?"

"Come on, come on, Sibo, let's learn from each other."

"Discussion? Are you sure?"

Zhang Songxi raised his eyebrows, took the things in his hands and put them on the table...

"General!"

Being eaten again, Yang Buyu wanted to cry, but he sat here for an hour, losing all games.

Zhang Songxi kept the chess pieces in his hands, and looked up.

"Unchanging, or we will stop here."

"Don't, uncle, one more sentence."

Yang Buyu quickly arranged the pieces on the chessboard and started playing again.casually asked

"Uncle Si, do you have someone you like?"

"No."

Zhang Songxi was thinking about what to do next, when he heard this, he looked up at him and said with a smile

"Why do you ask like this? Could it be that you have fallen in love with a girl and want fourth uncle to give you advice?"

"I didn't... Ah, yes, yes, uncle, I'm so worried."

Yang Buyu abruptly turned the topic around in a circle, thinking that he had sacrificed so much for that little girl Yang Buhui.

"Uncle Si, what kind of woman do you think is better?"

"What kind of woman is better? I don't have any experience. How should I put it? She is well-educated, gentle and generous, and it is good to be filial to her elders."

"Oh, I see."

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When he came out of Zhang Songxi's room, he looked around and saw that Yang Buhui was hiding on a pillar not far away.

"Hey, silly what?"

Seeing her laughing "flowers trembling wildly", Yang Buyu patted her shoulder unbearably.

"It turns out that he thinks I'm so good~"

"What are you, educated and reasonable, or gentle and generous? He didn't say it was you."

"It's me, it's me, it's me."

Yang Buyu sighed and leaned closer to her ear

"Miss, you have committed your old problem again."

With that said, he turned and walked out.

"you!"

Yang Buhui yelled, covered his mouth again to avoid being overheard, and ran out lightly, holding up his skirt.

"Wait for me."