The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

"Ning Jiarong, a good-for-nothing guy, is still ranked behind Wei Yuan in the master rankings. This is too damn embarrassing for our Jibeihou Mansion." Sima Weihou held the thin paper Letter paper, shaking his head like an old father hating his son for not living up to expectations.

Han Li came over and took the things in his hands, and stuffed a cup of hot tea into Sima Weihou's palm again, "You have to worry about everything, so you can relax and think about yourself."

"I have nothing to think about. Young master, I can eat and sleep, and I can walk sideways in northern Hebei."

"If you have the ability, go out and walk sideways and show me?"

Sima Weihou covered his face with a fan and smiled, "Why should I go out? Aren't the flowers in Jibei fragrant? Isn't the grass in Jibei green? The little brothers in Jibei are more beautiful than each other. I'm lying at home. The most comfortable."

After finishing speaking, he extended his hand to receive Han Li, and he sat down beside Sima Weihou. The two of them were chatting and laughing, and Ning Jiarong, who had been despised by Sima Weihou just now, was the one on the left. Ying Xian, the one on the right, Gu Ze smiled and threw the child towards a crowded place.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is really a decline in the world, people's hearts are not old, and they are immoral."

The meaning of ridicule is endless.

Sima Weihou saw people coming, so he let go of the hand holding Han Li, threw the letter paper that had just been taken away on the table, and said to Ning Jiarong, "I think your ranking is really good. It's a bit outrageous."

Ning Jiarong took the paper, glanced at it casually, and said dissatisfiedly, "Which year did this fucking list come out?"

"The latest." Han Li answered, "It was about seven years ago."

"Things from seven years ago, what are you talking about?" Ning Jiarong sat down on the stone bench in the gazebo, flung open the fan and fanned Sima Weihou, "Nowadays, there are many talented people in the world. The elders and the younger fight together and fight again, do you think you can still sit in the fourth place?"

Marquis Sima Wei stroked his chin, as if he had thought it over for a while, he said, "The fourth position is really unbearable, I guess I can go to third place if I say less."

"Fuck you."

"What's the matter? Dissatisfied? Are you looking for training?"

Just as Sima Weihou rolled up his sleeves, Ju Yuan, who was looking for people everywhere in a boredom, hurriedly ran towards him with a knife in his hand and said, "Sima Weihou, you god damn you are learning how to talk like me."

"Hahaha~" Ning Jiarong and Sima Weihou laughed together again, covering their stomachs.

Han Li shook his head helplessly, raised his hand to greet Ying Xian and Gu Ze with a smile, and began to share snacks for the two children.

Gu Zexiao is four years older than Ying Xian. As long as Shen Qinghan is not around, Ying Xian will always run behind his ass. Brother, brother is very affectionate. Gu Zexiao is self-willed and has nothing to take care of. Other people's temperament, but because he was greeted and ordered to go in front of his brothers in northern Hebei since he was a child, he is used to dog legs.

Suddenly there came such a little guy who was a head shorter than him, so soft and cute, he followed him around in circles, the pride of being an older brother, the burgeoning desire to protect, "rubbed" from the bottom of his feet to the top jump up.

Han Li didn't think too much when he divided the snacks, he just saw that Gu Zexiao was close to him, so he gave it to him first, who knew that he would carry forward the "respecting the old and loving the young" that Jibei has never had before. As soon as Gu Zexiao took it with his finger, he turned around and stuffed the snack into Ying Xian's palm.

He said, "You eat first."

This child's mind is quite delicate. This was the first thought that came to Han Li's mind when he saw this scene.

Look at this generation in Jibei, all of them have the mentality that if you don’t die, you and I won’t live, all kinds of sarcasm and slander, wishing that the master Ying Siyin would let go of each of the other brothers and not be scolded for a day As for the uncomfortable beating behavior, maybe these "beautiful traditions" can really improve Gu Zexiao's generation.

Everyone changed from 'loving each other' to loving each other.

From 'mutual humility' to mutual humility.

"What is this?" The atmosphere in the yard was good, Ju Yuan rushed over and didn't bother to ask Sima Weihou and Ning Jiarong why they were laughing again, after all, these two guys were like crazy all day long, they just leaned together and started to twitch , I didn't feel that I couldn't fit in with them, anyway, he laughed so hard that he took a knife and ran after people all over the yard. When he saw the letter paper on the table, he reached out to read it, but he glanced at it casually , after finding his name, he began to curse again, "Which fucking idiot ranked this? Grandpa, I am so good that I am ranked 47?"

"I don't recognize the ranking that broke the list seven years ago." Ning Jiarong responded, shaking her fan.

"What the hell? Jia Rong, you are worthless, and you are still behind Wei Yuan?" After seeing Ning Jiarong's name, Ju Yuan let out a tone of disgust like Sima Weihou who hated his son for not living up to expectations.

"What are you looking at, this thing looks like it's made up indiscriminately." Ning Jiarong snatched the paper dissatisfied, and tore it into pieces.

Ju Yuan then sat down and said, "Although I don't want to admit it, but this thing should be true."

Sima Weihou turned his head and asked, "How did Brother Juyuan judge?"

"Our Lord Hou is ranked number one." Ju Yuan gave his thumbs up. Although everyone was noisy on weekdays, but when Ying Siyin was mentioned, the eyes of everyone in Northern Hebei were filled with admiration. "Not to mention anything else, Lord Hou is ranked first, so the authenticity of this ranking is definitely just now."

"Admit defeat, my younger brother." Sima Weihou put his finger on Ning Jiarong's shoulder in a comforting manner.

"I'm not convinced." Who knew that Ning Jiarong would get angrier the more he listened, and when he got up, he slapped the table heavily, and he cursed, "On the list seven years ago, I fought against Wei Yuan once. , that grandson puts poisonous smoke and poisonous snakes. Grandpa, I was too lazy to tangle with him, so I got away first. Send him eighth?"

Ju Yuan spread his hands and said, "There's nothing wrong with it, isn't the person who can win the ninth place the eighth?"

Marquis Sima Wei spread his hands and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it either. He wins by lying down and has a good strategy."

Ning Jiarong raised her fan and said angrily, "If I have the ability, I will fight grandpa face to face."

"You guys are really successful." With Han Li at the side, he couldn't listen anymore, he shook his head helplessly and interrupted, "We're all brothers, if you want to fight or something, just say no, you have to play like this every time, And every time someone gets caught, it’s really boring.”

Everyone, "..."

Han Li turned back to Gu Zexiao and Ying Xian and said, "Don't be like them, you two are just idiots who don't do business all day long, but there are a lot of dramas. If you can’t afford to eat and live on the streets, you can make money to fill your stomach with a grass-roots team.”

"It's so boring to be together every day, what's the point of living if you don't have some fun?" Sima Weihou hugged Ning Jiarong's shoulders, and raised his chin at him, "Right, I dear brother?"

Ning Jiarong rolled her eyes and said, "If you don't want your waist bone to break, I advise you to take your claws away within three seconds."

"I'm telling the truth. Everyone has gathered around the door of Jibei's house. Shen Qinghan is so upright that we are not allowed to make any dirty tricks. Now we can only do it face to face. When we went out to save people last time, a Wei Yuan, Mo Nanfeng, and Mu Feiyun." Sima Weihou had to hold up a finger when he said a name, "If we say that we can fight, but the first battle, I think we still have to fight." The better you win, the better your morale will be, and the road ahead will be easier."

Han Li rolled his eyes and said, "How beautiful? Do you want to kill Wei Yuan? Or Mo Nanfeng? Can Shen Qinghan agree to kill Mo Nanfeng? Did you kill Wei Yuan?"

"you……"

Marquis Sima Wei was about to say something when Ning Jiarong interrupted, "Wei Yuan wants to say that swordsmanship is indeed no match for me, but his poisonous smoke and poisonous substances are really disgusting. If we have to entangle with him, I'm afraid we will lose both." , this person is not easy to deal with."

Sima Weihou also said, "Then Mo Nanfeng, although he is young, his strength should not be underestimated either."

"Hey hey hey, what's the matter, what's the matter?" Seeing these people talking and starting to hang their heads, Ju Yuan immediately patted the table, "The fight hasn't started yet? Depressed first? Isn’t it just a few brats? Who were we afraid of when we followed Lord Hou into the rivers and lakes? No matter what kind of decent family he is, the leader of the sect, if he sees one, he will beat him until he refuses to accept it. Have you ever admitted defeat?"

"It's different now, Master Hou's body..." Sima Weihou hesitated to speak.

But Ju Yuan waved his hand and said, "You guys are afraid, isn't it because he can't fight? If he can't, let's fight. In the past, Master Hou took us up, now we will take him up. Let's go, as long as Jibei is still alive, Ying Siyin will always be number one in the world."

Everyone, "..."

"Besides, Shen Qinghan has only been here for a year, and he didn't even give a fart when he heard about it. He should do what he should do every day, and he has no intention of giving up on Lord Hou. He can do it like this. To the extent that we are inseparable, what position do we have not to go ahead and block it?"

There was a strange silence at first, and then thunderous applause erupted. Just three or five people were able to capture the posture of a hundred people. It is hard to believe that such reasonable words came from Ju Yuan’s mouth. of.

Marquis Sima Wei was so moved that he was on the verge of tears, "This is the brother."

"However, Shen Qinghan's reaction was indeed unexpected." Han Li said, "I thought he would leave without hesitation after knowing the truth."

Ying Xian hid behind Gu Zexiao in a childish voice and said, "Daddy won't leave. Daddy loves me too."

"Love a fart." Han Li didn't believe it, "You didn't watch how your father bullied people before."

Gu Ze smiled and explained, "Master Hou is not bullying Brother Qinghan. Master Hou has been used to being wild since he was a child, and no one taught him how to love someone. He is surrounded by brothers like Jiarong and Sima. Negative teaching materials, coupled with the fact that Ying Jingwen has been in the way for more than 30 years, Hou Ye always thought that it is love to hand over all the things he thinks are good, but Brother Qinghan taught him that this is not the case when loving someone. People should be able to appreciate each other's happiness as happiness, feel each other's pain as suffering, wish for each other's well-being, exchange each other's warmth and tenderness, hold hands and go through a lifetime of affection, this is love."

Everyone, "..."

Sima Weihou was a little bit ashamed, but he ignored the fact that Gu Ze laughed and said that he was a negative textbook. He just said in a daze, "What's the matter today? Why are everyone talking so seriously?" ?”

People who don't scold their father or scold their mother are really unaccustomed.

Are the people in northern Hebei bewitched?

The author has something to say: I've been really busy recently, and the bald author got a bad cold because he didn't cherish his body.

Sorry for the interruption for so many days, trying to return to the adjustment state.

Love is beautiful, I hope you like this article.

Love you guys.