Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Duan Rongshu poured Rong Huan a cup of tea, and asked with concern, "How is your practice going?"

Rong Huan looked excited, "Mrs. Wu said that she can teach me how to use a machete next time!"

“Huanhuan is awesome!”

Then, as if thinking of something, he said with a sad face, "Brother, my new clothes are ruined."

Rong Huan showed Duan Rongshu his outer shirt, there was a small cut that looked like it had been hooked out.

"Buy you a new one."

The freshness of the new clothes has not yet passed, and the little girl is inevitably a little uncomfortable, "But I like this one."

Duan Rongshu held the shirt she had taken off, and looked at the hole calmly, "Xiao Tao is good at crafting, but now she is playing cards with her grandfather at another house, if it really doesn't work, I'll make it up for you."

"Really? Thank you brother!"

No matter how well Duan Rongshu can make up, Rong Huan is very happy.

Zhao Huai said from the side at this moment, "Duan Qing doesn't have to worry about me, just feel free."

Duan Rongshu: ...

Why don't you let him draw pictures of your women's clothing at will?

You're being so polite at this time, don't you just want to watch him sew clothes?

Asking Uncle Liu to bring the needle and thread, Duan Rongshu started sewing in the yard.

Facts have proved that his craftsmanship is good, and he also sewed a small flower with thread to cover the hole.

This is what I did when my clothes were torn in my previous life.

Duan Rongshu cut off the end of the thread and handed it to Rong Huan.

Rong Huan hugged the clothes happily, "Thank you brother, you are really amazing!"

Zhao Huai didn't expect that he could really sew clothes, and he sewed them well. It seems that he sewed the last edict on his sleeves by himself.

Zhao Huai couldn't help but chuckle when he thought about the last edict that was stuck in his sleeve.

"Duan Qing is really amazing."

As if hearing something, three little boys, oh no, three little girls ran out.

Seeing them, Rong Huan patted his thigh and laughed loudly.

At some point, Zhao Qian also put on a pink skirt.

Zhao Qian explained coyly, "We are good friends, and good friends should share weal and woe."

It should have been said so when someone fooled him just now, and then he wrote it down.

Zhao Huai raised his eyes, and then said, "Well, very good."

You don't need to be coaxed, just put it on yourself.

Zhao Qian's small face still had a shy blush, which was different from the red blush on Rong Ming's face, and his embarrassing look was extremely cute.

Duan Rongshu had one in his left hand and one in his right, very happy.

I don't know what Rong Huan said, Rong Li was so angry that he stretched his legs and chased Rong Huan around, jumping around.

Zhao Huai looked at the boys in small skirts and the little girls wielding knives and guns, and couldn't help but sigh that Duan Rongshu's family is different.

Wouldn't all the men in his family have to learn how to sew clothes?

Zhao Huai asked.

Duan Rongshu was startled, then nodded with a smile, "Yes, boys in our family have to learn it, this is the basic operation of male virtue."

Looking at Zhao Huai's thoughtful expression, Duan Rongshu knew he had been tricked.

So after Zhao Huai went back, he began to imitate the female workers angrily.

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In mid-April, everyone in Dazhou began to worship their ancestors and pray for blessings and comfort.

Duan Rongshu won unanimous praise for sending thirty handsome men and women to his parents.

It is said that Duan Jiaerlang is very filial.

And Zhao Huai was going to Yuanshan Temple to pray for blessings, followed by important officials of the court, King An and the crown prince.

Duan Rongshu was also called to go together.

The way up the mountain had to be walked up by people in person, Duan Rongshu was among the crowd, and he took a short hike to catch his breath.

Yi Da supported him by his side, "Look at your face, I haven't been so pale in three days since I died."

Duan Rongshu panted heavily, "Thank you."

"You're telling the truth, you know...what do people outside call us?"

"what?"

"Tobe's black and white impermanence..."

After entering the Yuanshan Temple, a group of monks greeted him at the gate of the temple.

Among them, the leader of the presiding officer had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, "The poor monk welcomes the holy driver."

Then he took everyone into the temple to chant scriptures and worship.

……

As the ceremony of praying for blessings ended, everyone dispersed one after another to offer incense or pray for arhats.

After Duan Rongshu had burned a stick of incense, he saw Zhao Huai's figure and followed him.

And Zhao Huai seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, staring at him.

Duan Rongshu was taken aback.

"What's wrong with Duan Qing?"

"I don't have any."

At this time, the host came over and clasped his hands together, "The poor monk Yuantong, I have seen Your Majesty."

Duan Rongshu whispered, "Zhongtong Yuantong..."

Yuantong smiled and said, "Zhongtong is the brother of the poor monk."

"Yunda?"

"Yunda is the master of the poor monk."

Duan Rongshu: Good guy, you guys from the Express Group are going to make a round.

Zhao Huai pushed him away, "Good boy, let's go play."

The family tree is about to be found.

After Duan Rongshu was kicked out, he wandered around.

Turned around slowly for a long time, and then couldn't touch it back.

He found a stone bench to sit on and rest, waiting for someone to find out and fish him back.

At this time, Zhao Huaidan was sitting opposite Yuantong, and the two of them remained silent until now.

Yuantong said "Amitabha".

"What do you want to ask, Your Majesty? The poor monk can only judge the divination once."

Zhao Huai suddenly raised his eyes, "What do you mean, master?"

It was the first time they met in this life, and in the last life, before he went out to fight, he saw Yuantong.

Yuantong said that he "is alone in this life, and the time is short and long."

Zhao Huai didn't kill him, but during that expedition, in the sea of ​​flames, he was hit by an arrow in the chest, and the point of the arrow stuck firmly into the jade pendant. As soon as he opened his eyes, he returned to the first life...

And the jade pendant that was supposed to be broken is now hanging on Duan Rongshu intact.

"I'm not asking for divination for myself this time, I want to ask for that person just now."

Yuantong nodded, "Life is lonely, and the time is short and long."

It was almost the same as his sentence in the previous life.

Suddenly, Zhao Huai's veins popped out, "Is there a solution?"

Yuantong shook his head, "It's a foregone conclusion."

Conquering the chill in his eyes, Zhao Huai immediately got up and left.

Yuantong took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "What's the rush? The two of them have the same fate, it's a match made in heaven, the kalpa is over, and there is no need to solve it."

After Zhao Huai came out, he went back to the place where he sent Duan Rongshu to play, but he couldn't find it.

He actually thought he would play where he was.

The Commander of Jin Yiwei saw that his expression was wrong and stepped forward.

Zhao Huai closed his eyes, the bloodshot eyes were obvious:

"Where's Duan Qing? Find him for me."

Then all Jin Yiwei received the news: Master Duan is lost, His Majesty is in a hurry to find someone.

At this time, Duan Rongshu was lying on the stone table in the small pavilion, sleeping soundly.

The ancient temple is surrounded by lush grass and forests, clean and distant, birds singing and water flowing, very suitable for white noise.

But Duan Rongshu was so tired after climbing the mountain for a long time, he didn't see a little monk for a long time, he fell asleep while waiting.

When they found him, he was sleeping soundly, with fresh red marks on his face...

A group of brocade guards surrounded him, and Duan Rongshu didn't even intend to wake up.

Just as the Commander of Jin Yiwei was hesitating whether to wake him up, Zhao Huai saw someone and quickly stepped forward to pick him up.