soul guide

The vegetables that Zhao Yi sent recently were getting worse and worse, the vegetables were stale and yellow, he said in embarrassment: "There is no way, the barbarians suddenly called and surrounded us in this square world, we couldn't get in or out, Without water and food, we can't last long, and it's good to be able to buy these, young master, you don't know how expensive the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are like outside!"

Shen Pinglan was startled, "Barbarian?"

There was a faint cry not far away. It was the youngest son of Aunt Zhang’s family next door who had suddenly fallen ill. The family members were crying and mourning. Shen Leaning on the railing indifferently made him close the door tightly, took a sip of tea, and asked: "How's it going outside?"

Zhao Yi said with a sad face: "That barbarian came just as he said, and he was stopped outside Yongxing Pass a few days ago, but yesterday he appeared in the city of Yizhou out of nowhere. Now I'm running around in a hurry, I don't know what to do, if the young master... hey! Anyway, he wouldn't be so useless."

Shen Pinglan said: "It's been so many years, so you don't need to mention those things again, there is chaos outside, you have to be careful about everything." The ups and downs of families and powers are nothing compared to the ordinary days of ordinary life, and it is Xiao Xi right now At the critical moment of Huanyang, how could he care about other things.

Zhao Yi nodded quickly, "Master, you too, try to go out as little as possible."

Shen Pinglan glanced at him, and said: "There are still vacant rooms in the backyard, otherwise, you can move in, so as not to cause other troubles."

Zhao Yi nodded and shook his head again, his eyes were a bit complicated, even though he concealed it very well, Shen Pinglan could see it, he said: "Don't bother the young master, I, I'd better live outside, anyway, it's not far from you of."

Shen Pinglan didn't force him, picked up the basket, turned around and went to the kitchen, took out a ceramic pot from the innermost cabinet, took a spoonful from the pot that was about to bottom out, mixed it with hot water, and carried it into the bedroom.

Xiao Xi was yawning and turning over on the bed, the soft quilt was caught by Shen leaning on the railing and covered him again the moment he stepped off the bed, he called him warmly: "Xiao Xi, little slob, wake up."

Xiaoxi groaned and buried his face, he shrugged his nose, his face sank instantly when he smelled a bitter smell, he beat the bed with both hands, "I won't drink, I won't drink!"

"Good, open your mouth!"

"Brother, I'm not sick, why did you give me a drink?"

"You don't understand, this is a good tonic, and drinking it is good for your body."

"Then why don't you drink?"

"My brother is stronger than you, so there is no need to make up."

Xiaoxi pouted and said, "But, but I've been drinking this medicine for so many years, but it doesn't seem to help. Can't I change it?"

"No!" Shen Pinglan had a very tough attitude, coaxing: "Drink it, and my brother will cook chicken soup for you."

Xiaoxi wanted to argue again, secretly comparing the two, then reluctantly pinched her nose and drank the bowl of medicine with a strange smell.He stuck out his tongue, showed him the bowl with a bare bottom, and shook his head like a puppy begging for a reward. Shen Pinglan stroked his head with satisfaction, and boasted: "What a good boy, brother likes you the most."

It was very chaotic outside, even the next door was full of chickens and dogs jumping and boiling, closing the door could not resist the noise coming into the ears, hiding in the room could hear the woman arguing with the man, after a while It was because he was yelling that the man was fascinated by the vixen, and his soul did not return all night, so he just reconciled. After a while, he scolded his son for talking nonsense and not doing his job properly, thinking about playing tricks with the Taoist priests...

Xiaoxi’s lively personality made her listen very enthusiastically. Shen Pinglan could not drag him away. He used to go to school to attend lectures during the day, but since his eyes could not see things, he was inconvenient everywhere. He stayed at home every day and was taught by Shen Pinglan himself. he.He sat obediently between Shen Pinglan's legs, and was guided by him to walk on the rice paper. He also taught Xiaoxi's previous characters. The small and exquisite characters were printed on snow-white paper. , without a break.But now I can’t write well, twists and turns like a snake, he doesn’t say a word, his brows are tightly frowned, Shen leans on the railing to know that he is sad, so he throws away his pen and reads to him in his ear, Xiao Xi looks at it in a very sensible way Learning every word and every sentence, Shen Pinglan's heart throbbed after hearing the immature voice.

He remembered that a long time ago, Xiaoxi was still very small, and he followed him to wander around, and when he went to the wilderness, the horse that pulled the cart refused to leave. They slept in the field for one night, and they didn't bring much food when they were caught off guard. There was only a piece of hard steamed bun in the bag, which was left over from Xiao Xi's lunch. Shen leaned on the railing and had to let him eat, but Xiao Xi refused Ask my brother to eat first.The two of you push and persuade each other, the bright moon, the full moon, and the full moon have not filled their stomachs all the time, you look at me and I look at you, they looked at each other and suddenly laughed.Xiao Xi is such a caring child, how could he be so determined to use him in such a scheme!

Shen Pinglan didn't dare to look at him, Xiaoxi shook his hand and asked, "Why is brother silent?"

Shen Pinglan laughed twice, and continued to read: "Spring is not green, hair is silky. The world will not be sad for a long time, who will teach the red lotus leaves every year, and the two places will know each other."

Xiaoxi didn't know why, so he read a few words ignorantly, but he yawned continuously. He has been weak since he was a child, and he was very lethargic these days. There are fewer nightmares these days, and he can sleep while sitting. If you don't call him, he can sleep soundly all day.Shen Pinglan is tall, majestic and heroic. Although he has abandoned the army for many years, the muscles on his body are still knotted. He leans on his strong chest, knowing that Shen Pinglan will not care about him, and his hands are even more arrogant, stroking him. , "Brother, you haven't punched for a long time."

In the past, when he was bored, he would hang on Shen Pinglan's arm and wrap him around him to show him boxing kung fu. He can't practice martial arts, but he likes to watch others wield knives and guns. □, whirling around with silver guns dancing wildly, looking back at him under the pear blossom tree, can take away his three souls and seven souls.