Taoist fast crossing

It is difficult for ordinary people to wear a white suit, but he dressed it very well.The figure is tall and straight, slender and well-proportioned, with long and powerful legs, showing a strong and smooth outline as he walks.Of course, that kind of white brightness is not high, it is a very warm color, he wears the feeling of a jade tree facing the wind, and looks very kind.

Smiling at Si Qingheng in the driver's seat, he is gentle and handsome, but his eyes are slightly narrow and elongated. No matter who he is looking at, he always has an unidentified charm.

"Big brother."

He opened the car door and greeted Si Qingheng first.

"You're here too." He was surprised to see Si Qingyan here.

what happened?

Si Qinglan cast a puzzled look at Si Qingheng.

"The third one is sensible, don't quarrel with him all the time." Si Qingheng said with a smile, very relieved.

"Yo..." Si Qinglan looked Si Qingyan up and down, and was about to say something witty, but finally his eyes became deeper and deeper, and he said two words:

"Thin."

The servants were led to Si Shuai's mansion, the three of them were in the car, and Si Qingheng drove in another direction.

"Recently, he has been busy running a school. He looks good. He can't do it alone. You just come back to help." Si Qingheng's purpose is very clear.

"Okay, leave it to me." Si Qinglan agreed without hesitation.

Seeing that he was so easy to talk to, Si Qingyan also refreshed the impression in her heart.

Wonderful!Put it on him!

"Where are we going to eat tonight?" Si Qinglan had been hungry for a long time.

"Ruiyuan Building." Although Si Qingheng had no money, he could afford a meal or two.

Ruiyuan Building is a time-honored brand in Wancheng, and it has a history of a hundred years. The plaque was bestowed by a certain emperor in the past, and its name is resounding.Actors and actors are often invited to sing and entertain guests, but today it is very quiet.

There is an independent private room on the second floor, and it is rare for the three of them to sit at the same table, so they picked some trivial matters to talk about, and of course, Si Qinglan was the one who talked most of the time.Si Qingheng and Si Qingyan are not talkative people, they only need to pick up the conversation occasionally, and Si Qinglan will continue talking.

"Although the south is very good, the north is too barren, and someone needs to take the lead in revitalizing the business...Wancheng has shipping and a port, which is unique. For a long time, the Wen family has been living alone. Recently, the Wen family is going to move south, and it is just in time for me to come back. I can fill in the blanks."

Si Qinglan wanted to say something, but didn't say it.

The Wen family is well-informed, and they are now preparing to run away. Wancheng will definitely not be a peaceful place in the future.However, the Si family's foundations are all here, even if a war breaks out, they cannot leave easily.

Since he has made up his mind to come back, he won't try to take comfort for a while.

"It's great to have you back." Si Qingheng patted Si Qinglan's shoulder, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Aren't I going to come back to see you drink the Northwest Wind?" Si Qinglan has received countless letters from Si Qingheng. Apart from asking if he is well, they are just making indirect remarks about when he will be back when he is free, and occasionally mentioning that The chaos of the city.

The hint is too obvious to ignore.

"Northwest wind doesn't know how to drink it. There are too many people who drink it. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it."

Although Si Qingheng was a little worried about the issue of military pay, but Si Qinglan was here, reunited after a long absence, and his mood naturally brightened.

"Everyone says that you are cunning and calculating, and that you are so wise that you are close to a monster. It is enough for the elder brother to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to practice, and there is no need to drink wind." Si Qinglan laughed out loud as he spoke, and got a chopstick on his head.

"The third brother doesn't like to talk anymore. He used to always refute me at length. Now that you don't talk about me, it feels like something is missing."

"Then what do you want to hear?" Si Qingyan seldom criticizes others, and when she occasionally encounters mischievous students, she points out the problem with a few words, and never speaks too much.

"Listen to praise me." Si Qinglan smiled expectantly.

Si Qingyan fell silent suddenly.

I don't know why I thought of Si Qinglan crying to Yue...

Si Qingheng was the first to laugh.

Si Qinglan originally wanted to complain, so he poured a glass of wine and drank it down.

Forget it, it would be nice not to be scolded by the third brother, and I want to hear him praise others, whimsical.

"You are fine." Si Qingyan said suddenly, which startled Si Qinglan.After staring at Si Qingyan for a long time, he realized that there was nothing to say.

Is this the end of boasting?

"Who is better between me and the young commander of Chengbei Division?" Si Qinglan looked at Si Qingyan and asked seriously.

"Young Master Si is beautiful." Si Qingyan supported the Tanzhu on her wrist, and replied without hesitation.

"Eat well, don't be serious, don't bring your brother down."

It turned out that there was only one younger brother, and Si Qingheng could still handle it, but the combined effects of the two were not something he could handle.

"Okay, okay...Brother, I haven't seen my sister-in-law yet, how is she?" Si Qinglan asked curiously.

Si Qingyan inevitably glanced at the top of Si Qingheng's head.

The keen Si Qinglan caught this information in an instant, exchanged a look with Si Qingyan, and showed a cryptic smile at the same time.

"Eat your food and shut up." Si Qingheng kicked the stool under Si Qinglan's buttocks, infected by the happy smiles of his two younger brothers, and gradually revealed a weird smile.Si Qingheng wanted to hold back the smile on his face, but couldn't.

Why the fuck?

Green is green, fuck, why do you want to laugh so much?

"Shut up, how can I eat?" Si Qinglan muttered in a low voice, but was heard by Si Qingheng, and hurriedly lowered his head to protect the chair.

The three of them are nearly 90 years old together, drank a few pots of wine, punched each other, and said "I'm a pig" when they lost.At first, he was a little cautious, but later he let go completely. Even Si Qingheng was told several times.

Of course, Si Qinglan lost the most.Later, he had no psychological barriers, and he could easily say, I am a pig, I am a Scottish floret pig and so on...

Si Qinglan drank too much. Although he wasn't very drunk, he wanted to make it easier, so he refused the company of his brothers and went to the toilet alone.

After coming out, he washed his hands and walked through a long corridor, but he didn't expect to see an acquaintance.

She was wearing a dark red cheongsam with high slits and slanted breasts. Rose branches grew from her shoulders to her waist. She wore a pair of water-colored jade bracelets on her arms as white as jade, and her slender legs were faintly revealed when she walked.The figure is graceful, and it is not good to add or subtract a point.

She seemed to be waiting for someone, and she was holding a cigarette for someone, with a look of disgust and impatience on her face.

He even threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out and kicked it into the flowers and bushes.

She has always been a non-smoker, and she said her teeth would be yellow and ugly, and her fingers would be yellowed by the smoke if she pinched her for a while.

When I used to live in school, I was also picky like this.

But with her temperament, no one is willing to say a serious word.She is not a person who loves to cry, so she doesn't need to shed tears, as long as she shows some low and unhappy appearance, people will willingly fall into the dust and be driven by her.

"A Bao."

Si Qinglan only saw a silhouette, but she still decided it was her.

"You're calling me wrong, I'm not some Po."

She didn't turn her head, her tone was impatient.

"Then...Miss Su, I have something to tell you." Si Qinglan took a few steps closer to her, keeping a stable distance from her that would not cause misunderstanding.

"What?" The old man Su Baoling married was surnamed Hu. Some people called her Mrs. Hu, but Si Qinglan insisted on calling her Miss Su.

Because Miss Su is a free Miss Su, not someone's wife.

"You're a pig." Si Qinglan blurted out as she watched her, her brain heat up.

Su Baoling's face changed, and she was about to scold him.But he quickly realized his mistake and stammered to explain:

"No...I'm a pig...I mean..."

"When are you free, can I treat you to dinner?"

"If you invite me, I won't be available anytime." Su Baoling touched Si Qinglan's flushed face, met a young officer at the end, and left freely.

Si Qinglan didn't have time to complain that she was too stupid for speaking, the only thing in her mind was that her hands were too cold and she needed to wear clothes.

It didn't take long before she raised her head and said something to the officer. He took off his clothes and put them on her shoulders. She kissed the man on the cheek as a reward, and the two left sweetly.

Si Qinglan stood there alone, not feeling too sad.

I am used to it anyway.

Both hateful and cute.

I really don't know what to do with her.

At the last moment, he thought that he would never pay attention to this woman, didn't look at her, and didn't miss her in his heart, but as soon as she smiled, he went to her happily wagging his tail.

It's really a dog that can't change...

Not quite right.

After Si Qinglan went back, he was a little out of his mind, the more he restrained, the more he thought about it.

Are people treating her well?

How is the character?How is your family background?Will she be sad?

"Did you see Su Hongkou?" Si Qingheng asked.

"How do you know?" Si Qinglan was shocked.

"You stared at the bowl of stinky tofu, showing a jealous expression for a while, and giggling for a while, I was scared for it."

"Ahem..." Si Qinglan took two mouthfuls of rice in embarrassment, and he didn't force anything further.

"Why are you so useless? Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai both turned into butterflies, and you also have a relationship with Liang Zhu, and so far there has been no result." Si Qingheng shook his head, feeling somewhat resentful.But he himself didn't know how to get along with girls, so he looked at Si Qingyan,

"I heard that there are many beautiful girls who like you. You should also tell your second brother the trick and let him learn it."

"Maybe it's because you talk less?" Si Qingyan didn't know why.

There are often letters written by students as soon as the lesson plans are opened, partly expressing admiration, partly asking about academic problems, and partly expressing admiration because Si Qingyan solved the problem.There are men and women inscribed, and there are all kinds of poems and songs.

A newspaper in Wancheng wanted to run a column to put the beautiful sentences in these letters, but Si Qingyan refused.Now his lesson plans can't fit, so there is no time to deal with letters.

"But I don't talk much." Si Qinglan decided to leave the previous matter to his stomach.

Next time I see Su Baoling, I still have to explain it clearly to her.

If you are too nervous and make a slip of the tongue, don't arouse her disgust.

"Do you have a girlfriend? Does it look good?"

Si Qinglan began to care about the major events in his younger brother's life in order to change the subject.

"No." Si Qingyan had already made plans to be an orphan.

"Don't be discouraged, you will find it." Si Qinglan suddenly felt comforted.

Si Qingyan glanced at him, her eyes were a little cold.

Si Qingheng can understand Si Qingyan's state of mind very well.The two exchanged a look, both of them sympathized with Si Qinglan.

Si Qingheng has always felt that love is tiresome and entangled, annoying and a waste of time, and sometimes bad things happen, almost like a quagmire.

Si Qinglan sank deeply into it.

But my arsenic, that's honey.

How you feel at ease, you are still young anyway.

The moon was already in the sky when the three of them returned, and this time they did not return to the Si Shuai's mansion, but returned to their hometown in the alley.

Uncle Xiang was very happy, busy to and fro, and talked a lot.As the weather turned cooler, he always scored faster and his energy was not as good as before.

Time is irreversible, people always get old, there is no other way.

The next day, Si Qinglan was woken up by the crowing of chickens, her eyes dimmed, and she found Si Qingheng standing in the yard feeding the chickens.

The white shirt was rolled up, revealing his tight and powerful forearms. His bony fingers reached into the barn, grabbed a handful of rice, and spread them evenly on the stone slabs in the yard.

Maybe it's because the evil spirit on him is too heavy, or because the chicken doesn't recognize him and dare not approach him.

"Cuckoo..."

Si Qingheng started calling for the chicken.

After Si Qinglan was stunned, she just laughed there out of breath.

Even feed the chicken early in the morning!

The family has never raised chickens before, and I didn't expect my eldest brother to have such leisure.

"This is raised by the third child." Si Qingheng argued.

These chickens have grown up a lot recently, and they are not as cute as they were when they were young.And they are all roosters, they cannot lay eggs.Uncle Xiang also said yesterday that he would ask someone to castrate them, leaving only one rooster to crow, and two hens to lay eggs.

"Why does the third child raise chickens in the yard?"

Si Qinglan was extremely surprised, and together with Si Qingheng, they found that some time ago they both thought that the other party would send money to the third child, but they didn't.