Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

eighth brother

Kneeling down with He Yan was Xie Yi.

He is the brother-in-law who sent off his relatives, and he can still accompany his little brother He Yan all the way, and the sorrow of parting has nothing to do with him; he can come back after sending off his relatives, which does not involve resentment for Wulianggu.He didn't even think that the matter of the little brother's "marriage" was so serious. He followed He Yan's ass since he was a child and watched the little brother play cats and dogs, but felt that he should shed tears of sympathy for his future in-laws.

On the whole, he was in a good mood.

So when he bowed down with He Yan, he didn't feel much.

It wasn't until he saw the rare serious look on the little senior brother's face that he calmed down slightly and took a serious look at Wulianggu.

The mountains are green and the mountain streams are singing; if the rain does not come at dusk, spring will not go.

This secluded valley that outsiders cannot find is his hometown.

There was another person who saluted at the same time.

No one asked Hang Che to salute, so Hang Che pushed it out high with his hands together, and made a heavenly salute.After the ceremony, he stood up calmly, with a solemn expression, without the slightest embarrassment of pretending to be sentimental.

Seeing this scene, Qin Qimeng and Shan Jihuan were relieved a little.

He Yan stood up, severed her sight, lowered her head and looked down, and walked forward.

Xie Yi followed, waved his hands and said loudly: "Eldest sister, senior brother, let's go."

There are four of them, two brothers and sisters, two on the road and two left behind.Sending you off for thousands of miles, it will take a farewell. From then on, you will watch from the end of the world, and the swan goose will pass on the letter.

The distance is getting farther and farther, and the endless greenery of the Wuliang Valley becomes a huge background picture. The wanderer travels far away, but his hometown does not move.

Shan Jihuan couldn't help shouting loudly: "Master said, the date of marriage is up to you to decide, you can travel around the mountains and rivers all the way, and Wu Lianggu will give you a full dowry on the day of marriage."

The word "dowry" was very harsh, and the pause in the middle of the sentence was slightly choked up, and Shan Jihuan didn't speak loudly, but it poured into the bottom of my heart like warm water.

He Yan knew that as long as he turned his head, he could see the senior sister and the senior brother, and he even knew that the master was always watching him from somewhere.

"Don't look back." He Yan blinked vigorously at the sky, his vision became foggy, and he told himself, "The next time I look at this place, I will go home."

Turning around the mysterious seven paths and eight roads, the ten-mile Taohuadu is ahead, and the Wuliang Valley is no longer visible here.

Only then did He Yan turn her head, her gaze drifted unfocused along the mountain wind.No matter how you stare, you can't see the Wuliang Valley behind the transparent fairy barrier.

Walking in front of him was Hang Che, followed by Xie Yi, who was leading a white horse.

The white horse is one of the dowry, heroic and heroic, it looks like a horse at first sight, and Wuliangzi is very generous.

He Yan sighed lightly, concealing the sadness in her heart, touched the horse's face and said, "From now on, you will be called Xiao Bailong."

Xie Yi asked: "It's a horse, why did the little brother name him Little White Dragon?"

He Yan blinked: "Have you watched "Journey to the West"?"

Xie Yi pouted: "I don't like reading."

He Yan said: "The book talks about a horse that is so handsome that it pierces the sky. The horse my master gave me is also handsome. It is a good name."

Xie Yiqi said: "It's important that a horse run fast, is it useful to be handsome?"

He Yan: "Being handsome is of course useful. In that book, Xiao Bailong passed level 81 and [-] with his beauty. You should really read it."

Xie Yi: "Where is this kind of strange book?"

He Yan: "There is no Wu Liang Valley. I heard that their family has a lot of books. You can ask him."

That him, of course, refers to Hang Che.

He Yan deliberately mentioned Xiaobailong and Journey to the West, intentionally made up nonsense, and watched Hang Che silently from the sidelines. He didn't know exactly what he wanted to test?Or just want to see if Hang Che has really read the books of the previous world.

However, Hang Che remained unmoved and walked around without any clues.

So he deliberately threw the question to Hang Che again.

Hang Che didn't shy away from listening to their senior brothers all the time, and when he was called on, he calmly turned around and said, "The Hang family doesn't have Journey to the West."

He Yan asked: "Is it the Hang family that doesn't have it, or the whole world?"

Hang Che said: "The books that the Hang family doesn't have, there won't be any other places."

There is no fluff, and even the word "world" is avoided.

Hang Che's answer was indifferent but confident, and He Yan became interested when he heard it, and instinctively wanted to slap her in the face: "Oh? Is your home the National Printing Bureau, or the National Library?"

Hang Che said: "The Hang family collects every new book."

He Yan chuckled: "Including those messy books?"

Hang Che was not surprised, with an expression of understanding what a so-called messy book is, he said in a serious tone: "Yes."

He Yan: "..."

He can actually admit with such a serious expression that his family has a collection of pornographic books from all over the world!

Hang Che added: "It's not 'your family', it's 'our family' from now on."

He Yan: "..."

There was no way to continue this kind of conversation. He thought Hang Che was a dull man, he was careless for a while, and was dumbfounded by the other party.

He doesn't have to show off his quick tongue, and Hang Che is not a good chat partner, He Yan doesn't want to mess around, and talking to Hang Che always makes him feel a little weird.

Strange identity, strange position, very uncomfortable.

I had no choice but to turn around and tease my junior brother: "Little Yan'er."

Xie Yi had a cold face: "Little brother, don't call me that."

Then teased: "Then call you Xiao Yi?"

Xie Yi: "Little senior brother, won't you call me Jing Yan?"

Jingyan, Xie Yi's expression.

The night before Xie Yi's departure, an early crowning ceremony was arranged.

Wuliangzi gave the 19-year-old Xie Yi the Biaozi "Jingyan".

The name of the watch is appropriate and amazing, which reflects Wu Liangzi's consistent love and special kindness to Xie Yi in naming him.

He Yan naturally knew about it, and he once again felt the master's preference for the junior brother in naming, as well as the unmistakable malice towards himself.

"Xie Jingyan?" He Yan said in a twisted voice, "Why did Master use a bird to fetch words for you?"

Xie Jingyan said: "It's the wild geese that flew away, not what you said."

He Yan continued to tease: "It's wrong to startle the wild geese. The realm of your lightness kung fu practice is to come and go without a trace. Startling the wild geese means that you are not qualified to fly."

Xie Jingyan was teased by He Yan since he was a child, and he has already been very experienced. It is absolutely impossible to argue with a junior brother. Admitting defeat and begging for mercy is the best way. He immediately shut up obediently and walked away to a distance.

Sure enough, after a while, He Yan couldn't stand being alone with Hang Che, and began to call out to the air: "Little brother."

"Little goose."

"Xiao Yi."

Ok……

"Scary geese."

Xie Jingyan appeared in a flash.

He Yan's heart was extremely desolate...

Children grow up to be white-eyed wolves.

It's a good day in the sky.

After turning a few more bends, crossing several bridges, boarded the Shili Taohuadu, and saw the Wanjia Restaurant on the opposite side of the ferry from a distance.

The wine flag of Wanjia Restaurant was fluttering, He Yan whistled excitedly, raised her hand and shouted: "Jing Yan, senior brother invites you to drink!"

Their senior brothers cheered and ran past Hang Che. Hang Che stopped in place and silently watched them fly up the river and roar across the river.

He Yan ran for a while, thought of something, stopped the car, and ran back.

Unexpectedly, he met Hang Che's eyes looking at his back, was startled, then turned his eyes away and returned to lead the horse as if nothing had happened, then turned around and ran towards the restaurant again with the horse.

As he ran, he felt uncomfortable.He can be sure that as long as he turns his head, he can relive the look in Hang Che's eyes looking at his back just now, and experience the embarrassment of the two silently staggering their gazes again. If he moves fast enough, he can catch Hang Che seeing him looking back At that time, the kind of joy that thought he was looking back to call him flashed by and then hid it.

Hang Che's expression has not changed for thousands of years, it is difficult to pick out emotions other than indifference since he was a child.Although he couldn't see the expression, but that kind of eagerly waiting attitude seemed to be looking at an old friend.

Who do I look like from his past or who does he happen to remember?He Yan shook her head, thinking about what to do...

He Yan cast aside her doubts and caught up with Xie Jingyan, and swaggered into the restaurant with her junior brother's shoulders on her shoulders.

"Wan Bo, serve the wine."

As soon as He Yan finished speaking, the fierce-faced Boss Wan of Wanjia Restaurant came out respectfully and saluted the two of them: "Third Young Master, Young Master."

Wanjia restaurant is owned by Wulianggu. Boss Wan had attended Wuliangzi's preaching in his early years, and he was regarded as Wuliangzi's half registered disciple.

He Yan tossed the reins to the welcoming boy, and winked mischievously at Boss Wan: "Is the 20-year-old Wutan wine still there?"

Uncle Wan bowed: "Yes, I will keep it for the young masters."

Xie Jingyan poked his head out: "How could I not know that there are still 20 years of aging?"

He Yan raised her eyebrows: "I chose the name of this restaurant, so why not ask for a few jars of wine for pen and ink."

Xie Jingyan didn't take it seriously: "Wan Bo's restaurant is called Wanjia Restaurant, is it difficult to come up with such a name?"

He Yan patted it with a false palm: "Have you grown out of the valley, haven't you? Without the senior sister around, you dare to talk back to the senior brother."

Xie Jingyan walked alone in the unscrupulous valley, dodged, curled his lips, and said to Wan Bo: "Give me a jar." Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Hang Che who was walking in, and added: "Give it to my little senior brother as well." Divide into an altar."

He Yan had already stepped into the restaurant, when she heard the word "little brother", she turned her head in doubt, and immediately turned black: "Who do you call little brother?"

Xie Jingyan said innocently: "Elder Sister said that you should treat Wulianggu's uncle with courtesy. Calling the husband of Little Senior Brother 'Little Senior Brother' is the most suitable name I can think of. You can't call him brother-in-law, right? You are not a woman..."

He Yan couldn't bear it anymore and patted it with real palms: "I think you have really improved."

He was about to fight, but when he saw that Hang Che was walking beside him, he took two steps away uncomfortably, said "I'll settle the score with you later", and dodged into the building.

His junior brother's account hadn't been settled yet, and as soon as he sat down, he heard that a new account had been added outside the building, and he heard Hang Che shout—"Wan Bo."

Boss Wan by the door had already been petrified by the words of "Uncle", but was unprepared to be froze when Hang Che called "Uncle Wan".

He Yan in the building could hear smoke from his orifices.

Boss Wan had a deep impression on Zhuoyujun. Zhuoyujun had been calling him "Boss Wan" indifferently during the month he lived in the store, and suddenly changed his name to Uncle Wan, but his tone was not cold anymore, and he couldn't react for a while.

Xie Jingyan went back to Boss Wan very generously, squinted at Hang Che, and said, "Jun Zhuoyu succeeded in breaking through the barrier and married my little senior brother. Uncle Wan should call him 'uncle'."

My God, the old man's brain is not working well, what are you young people talking about?Boss Wan was in a state of numbness, until the "Third Young Master, Young Master, and Uncle" all entered the building from his side before he could barely react, walked into the counter with the same hands and feet, and numbly called Xiaoer to serve wine.

He followed Hang Che up the stairs blankly, and it took him a while to react and said, "Mr. Zhuoyu actually called me Wanbo?" He looked down, and at some point there was a big ingot in front of him, "So this money is a meeting gift ? Heh—what a big handwriting.”

I don't know if Hang Che heard his words, but just as he finished speaking, another big ingot fell in front of his eyes.

Boss Wan looked up and saw Hang Che's eyes scanning the restaurant's people, so he understood.