The little man on the apex

Yuan Xi made a disgusted expression, and was about to pull Zhou Ziyu away, but Lu Yun called them back: "Brother Ziyu, Brother Yuanxi."

Logically speaking, it would be fine to ignore him, but Zhou Ziyu felt a little embarrassed and said a few words to Lu Yun.

His face was calm, not too cold, and he asked casually, "Are you two getting married?"

Hearing this, Lu Yun seemed very surprised: "Get married? It's nothing, I'm going home in the future."

Now it was Feng Wanlong's turn to be surprised: "Go home? The day after tomorrow?"

Lu Yun smiled shyly: "Yes, Cousin Long, I also just received a letter from my father, and I haven't had time to tell you about it yet."

Feng Wanlong went in without knowing it, and said with some joy: "Uncle is out of prison? That's great, it's time to go back and have a look."

"When will you come back? It's okay to stay for a few more days. When you come back, I'll pick you up at the pier."

Lu Yun lowered his head slightly: "It hasn't been decided yet, probably, I will come back in a few years."

Feng Wanlong blurted out, "How many years?"

Yuan Xi smelled something unusual, and tugged at Zhou Ziyu's sleeve nervously, Zhou Ziyu also quietly pricked up his ears.

Lu Yun didn't seem to want to hide it, and said frankly: "It... depends on what my husband-in-law wants."

Feng Wanlong vomited blood: "Sister...sister? When did you have such a husband?"

Yuan Xi quickly gave Zhou Ziyu a look, as if to say "There's a good show to watch".

Lu Yun took a step forward, took Feng Wanlong's sleeves, and said innocently: "Daddy wrote, saying that he has matched me with a husband. He is an outsider, and he is very nice."

He shook Feng Wanlong's sleeve lightly: "I dare not disobey the orders of my parents."

Feng Wanlong seemed to be gritting his teeth, and he opened his mouth after a while: "Didn't you tell me, your father said in the letter that you can live here with peace of mind. Is it?"

Lu Yun looked like he was about to cry: "Cousin Long, are you angry?"

Feng Wanlong was so shocked that he didn't avoid Yuan Xi and Zhou Ziyu, and Lu Yun didn't want to avoid it at all. Therefore, the two listened to their words verbatim.

Later, Yuan Xi simply pulled Zhou Ziyu, sat down on a big rock beside him, stuffed mulberries into his mouth, and watched the free show.

The angry Cousin Long suppressed the anger in his heart, and said through gritted teeth: "That Yuanwai is from the town?"

Lu Yun said honestly: "No, it's from Yangzhou City. Dad met him in business before."

Feng Wanlong frowned: "Yangzhou City? Do you know each other through business?"

He felt the need to ask, so he said, "How... How old are you?"

Lu Yun stretched out a palm and said innocently: "More than 50."

"puff--"

Yuan Xi finally couldn't help it, and sprayed mulberry juice all over Zhou Ziyu who was next to him.

Embarrassed, he wiped Zhou Ziyu's face with his sleeve, and he had tears in his eyes: "Five...50 years old? He must be kind and wise, knowing...knowing that it hurts people."

Feng Wanlong was dizzy with anger, and couldn't spare any time to retort to Yuan Xi, so he grabbed Lu Yun's arm and walked away.

Yuan Xi tilted his head towards Zhou Ziyu: "See? This is the lack of people and money."

Zhou Ziyu was shocked, but his mind was very calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, he said indifferently: "I thought it would take a long time to forget him, but I didn't expect it to be so easy."

A handful of mulberries fell from a high place, just in front of the two of them, Yuan Xi picked them up and saw that they were overripe and a little rotten, so he casually threw them under the tree.

He took another bunch of good ones from the basket in his arms, gave half of them to Zhou Ziyu, imitated Yan Heyi's way of teaching, and pretended to be authentic: "Ziyu, I threw away all the bad things. It's good."

Zhou Ziyu wrinkled his nose at him, and the two laughed together.

"It's almost the Dragon Boat Festival. There is a dragon boat race in town. Don't forget to ask Mr. Yan to take you to watch it."

When Yuan Xi heard this, he immediately became interested: "Dragon boat race? What's the prize?"

Zhou Ziyu nodded: "I heard that the prize winner of this dragon boat race this time is a small dragon boat made of brass. It looks pretty!"

He looked down at himself, and said somewhat discouragedly: "It's a pity, with my small arms and legs, it's hard to pick up the paddle board."

Yuan Xi never forgot to be a matchmaker, and said happily: "Let Zhao Jing get it for you! He will definitely do it!"

Zhou Ziyu frowned slightly: "I haven't seen him for several days, and I don't know what I'm busy with?"

Yuan Xi rubbed Zhou Ziyu's shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and said with a curved eyebrow, "You have to hurry up, lest you miss a good marriage for nothing."

Zhou Ziyu blushed at what he said, and pretended to be angry: "Jiang Yuanxi, what are you talking about?"

Yuan Xi accepted it when he saw it: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, let's go back, go home with you and take off your clothes, I'll take them back and wash them for you."

Zhou Ziyu shook his head: "You little brat, don't think I don't know, Mr. Yan washes your clothes."

Yuan Xi felt that these words were quite pleasing to the ear: "Then how about I wash this one of yours myself?"

Zhou Ziyu waved his hands exaggeratedly: "No, no, I don't want my clothes to spit bubbles."

Yuan Xi stuck out his tongue quietly: "Why does brother talk about everything?"

Ever since the relationship with Yan Heyi changed, Yuan Xi didn't care about these fun things outside anymore, and it was still dark, so he looked like he was returning home.

Walking across the small bridge and turning into the alley in front of the house, a familiar figure was waiting at the gate of the yard, and the shadow was stretched out in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Yuan Xi didn't dawdle on purpose this time, and threw himself into Yan Heyi's arms as he galloped, and pressed his head against his neck: "Brother, I'm back!"

After standing at the door for so long, isn't this the moment you've been waiting for?

Yan Heyi took the heavy basket from Yuan Xi's hand, and let him go crazy on her for a while, then she picked up an extremely gentle tone, and said softly, "Are you hungry? Go clean your hands and eat."

Yuan Xi patted his little belly full of mulberries, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Hungry, so hungry, brother, what delicious food did you cook?"

After entering the room, he saw it for real, and smiled close to Yan Heyi: "Brother, I rubbed a lot of mulberry juice on your face."

Yan Heyi touched Yuanxi's arm with her hand, and went to the yard to wash her face together.

At the dinner table, Yuan Xi ate his mouth full of greasy food. Thinking of Zhou Ziyu's words during the day, an idea came to his mind: "Brother, there is a dragon boat race going on in the town, and Ziyu wants to win the brass dragon boat, will you?" Can you row a dragon boat?"

Yan Heyi raised her head, held back a smile and wiped the corners of his mouth for him, and said with some embarrassment: "I... can row, but I have never participated in it before, can I do it?"

Yuan Xi patted his thigh: "Okay! Brother can do anything, anywhere!"

All day long, Yan Heyi has been waiting for Yuanxi's "Yes", and now not only "Yes", but also "Anything is OK", "Anywhere is OK", instantly confused by her little ancestor, she readily agreed down.

There was still one thing in his mind, so he hesitated and opened his mouth: "Yuanxi, are you...willing to marry me?"

Yuan Xi nodded like a pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, brother, when will we get married?"

Yan Heyi sat up straight, and explained in detail the rituals to be passed before getting married, which made Yuan Xi frown.

"The way Ziyu and Feng Wanlong got into trouble last time, I have doubts about getting engaged, so let's skip the step of getting engaged."

He shook his head and continued: "Look, let's save all these things, let's go to the courtyard to pray to heaven and earth, get married directly, and have a bridal chamber tonight, how about it?"

Yan Heyi tapped his forehead and stuffed his mouth with food.

The floor bunk was removed, and the two of them would officially sleep on the same bed tonight. Yan Heyi was so nervous that she tidied up the house and didn't go to bed for a long time.

Yuan Xi tugged at his obscene clothes, revealing a small piece of neck, and waved to Yan Heyi, "Why don't you go to bed, brother?"

"Why live up to the beauty of this beautiful day?"

Yan Heyi couldn't stand being teased, so she insisted on running to the yard, fetching a basin of well water to wash her face, and then got into the little ancestor's bed.

At first, Yuan Xi was quite honest, obediently laying his pillow on Yan Heyi's arm, just when Yan Heyi thought that the little ancestor had turned from evil to righteousness, this person started again.

Yuan Xi grabbed Yan Heyi's hand and pressed it against his chest, and said with a embarrassed face: "Brother, I'm in heat again, what should I do?"

"Brother, what does the medical book say? Is there a cure?"

Yan Heyi grabbed his wrist to keep him from moving, and closed his eyes restrainedly: "It's not said in the medical book, go to sleep."

Yuan Xi made an inch of it: "Brother, if the medical books didn't say these things, there are methods in the scriptures I read, why don't you just make up for it and try it with me?"

After finishing speaking, he began to tuck his hands into Yan Heyi's collar, a pair of slender legs slightly hooked up, and gently rubbed somewhere under Yan Heyi's body.

Yan Heyi bounced away quickly: "Yuan... Yuanxi, you, you, you are insane, go out and sober up."

He dragged Yuan Xi, who was about to lose control, out of the bed, wrapped him in a robe, and pushed him into the yard.

"You, you, you, stay here quietly, and go back to the house when you calm down."

It's summer, and the night is not cold, Yan Heyi was sure that he would not be able to freeze him even if he wrapped his outer robe tightly, so he ruthlessly entered the house and closed the door.

Yuan Xi had no choice but to sit down miserable leaning against the door.

Tuanzi was also locked outside the door, walked over unsteadily, and squatted at Yuanxi's feet.

Yuan Xi picked up the dumpling who was with him, and sighed: "Xiao Hei, do you think my brother can do it? You don't really plan to become a monk, do you?"

"Xiao Hei, do you have a dog in your heart? Have you ever had a skin-to-skin relationship?"

Thinking that Tuanzi is still so young, he denied his own thoughts, and said: "In the future, if you meet someone you like, you must not learn from my brother."

"If it weren't for my good temper, I would have packed up and ran away."

He hugged the dumpling in his arms: "Oh, there's nowhere to run! Bear with it."

"Clarify your heart—"

"And the gods clear—"

"Natural six desires without life—"

"Elimination of the three poisons—"

"Cheng..."

Yuan Xi recited the Qingjing Sutra at the top of his voice, while Yan Heyi was lying on the bed, but the more he heard it, the more angry he became.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and ran out of bed and opened the door. Before Yuan Xi could react, he carried the man on his shoulder, went straight into the room, and threw him on the bed.

Seeing Yan Heyi's menacing look, Yuan Xi panicked, but refused to admit defeat: "Brother, are you finally going to treat me like a beast?"