Suo Jinling

He Zhongyin put his hands on his forehead, unable to fall back asleep.

The moon and stars are sparse in the night sky, and the cold snow falls, pressing the branches to bend. The snow in Yongkang City is endless, and a charcoal fire is ignited in the bedroom, which still makes people sleepless at night. Those who are naked and homeless ······I don't know how to pass.

He Zhongyin put on his outer robe, walked slowly into the courtyard, picked up a piece of gravel, squeezed it in his palm and stroked it.

He once stepped on the boy on the ground here, kicked him hard, and heard the sound of bones cracking.

I don't know...whether the broken bone healed later, or whether the pain was severe when I went over the mountains and mountains to find the ginseng lotus.

There was a lot of noise in the bedroom, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered into a pool. He Zhongyin withdrew his mind and hurried into the bedroom. Wang Wang is very pitiful.

"Why don't you know to call someone when you wake up?" He Zhongyin pressed his son on the couch, turned around and blew the cold tea, and handed it to He Xiuzhu, "Drink slowly, these are all yours."

He Xiuzhu was so thirsty, he drank half of the pot with a thud, wiped his lips dryly: "Father, how long have I been asleep?"

"It's been a few days," He Zhongyin said, "the plague outside has been suppressed, you just woke up, don't worry about it, just rest more."

"Also, Dad, I, I want to know how she, cough, how is she?" He Xiuzhu held up the tea bowl to cover most of his face, his eyebrows twitched a few times, "Yes, it should be in the general's mansion, right?"

"Which one?"

"Just, she's the only one. I don't know many people here, and my father does too," He Xiuzhu said in a moaning voice, "Little, the little general's concubine."

He Zhongyin twitched his eyebrows, and put his foot on He Xiuzhu's ass, He Xiuzhu let out a groan, and slipped into the cave, clutching his buttocks and rolling: "Why did you kick me, my son just picked up the slip?" Fate, pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, do you understand!"

"Kick you a few times to make you refreshed and sober," He Zhongyin said, "The little general's concubine is not a woman, but a man disguised as a woman to sneak into the mansion and stay with the little general."

On a sunny day, a thunderbolt knocked away three souls and seven souls, He Xiuzhu sat there blankly, the fine hairs on his head were blown apart.

"Why didn't I realize in the past that my son was smoked like this?" He Zhongyin sighed quietly, "Take a piece of firewood from the stove, it's a bit cheaper than you."

He Xiuzhu collapsed, drooping shoulders and curled up into a ball, like a puppy drowning in water, his fur was dull: "Then, that little general brought people into the mansion and took him into a concubine, didn't he... ···”

He Xiuzhu stared straight, vaguely aware of something, poured tea to suppress his shock.

"It's not that I'm taking her as a concubine," He Zhong said indifferently, "I want the matchmaker to be married, and I'll carry a big sedan chair to welcome her in."

With a puff, the saliva spurted out wildly, spraying He Zhongyin's head and face.

He Xiuzhu was panicked, and hurried up to help his father wipe his face, but when he woke up just now, he felt that the medicine soup was too bitter, so he secretly poured out a lot of it, and most of it stuck to his sleeve. A black-faced civet cat.

He Zhongyin didn't get angry, just blocked He Xiuzhu's arm, and wiped his cheeks clean: "The dragon veins of the general's mansion were destroyed, and the young man disappeared. If I say that the biggest possibility right now is that young man did it, do you believe it?" Believe it or not?"

"Do not believe!"

"Why?"

"Because he's a good guy, much better than me." He Xiuzhu scratched his head shyly, showing his white teeth in a smile, "Father, to tell you the truth, the first time I saw him, I felt kind, as if I had met him somewhere before." , everyone else has a few brothers and sisters, if I have... how great it would be."