knife cut mountains and rivers

Fucheng has dealt with so many things, but Qiuyingniang is the one thing he can't do anything about. He would rather let Qiuyingniang be an eternal parasite vampire and drain Fucheng's money, and he doesn't know how to solve this matter head-on .

Fucheng didn't want to make matters worse, he regarded Jinling as a daughter, and a girl who hadn't left the court could not lose her reputation.

Jin Ling is an extremely open-minded woman. She has never felt inferior because of her own trivial matter. It is estimated that Fucheng gave her enough love and watched her grow up carefully. She has never felt that she is better than others. Where is the difference between girls.

Festival?For Jin Ling who crawled out of Baihua Street, what was that?

Zhou Xuanyi interjected at the right time: "I'll help you solve this matter."

Jin Ling and Fu Cheng turned their heads to look at him together, Fu Cheng's first thought was that Zhou Xuanyi was going to kill Qiuying's mother, according to Zhou Xuanyi's temper, it was really possible to deal with it like this.

"What are you going to do?" Fu Cheng was a little afraid of Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts.

Zhou Xuanyi glanced at Fucheng and knew what he was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, I won't move her."

Jin Ling sneered again: "You want to raise her?"

Jin Ling couldn't meet her mother, she never thought of her mother as her mother in her heart, she was naive to please her mother when she was a child, now she sees her mother just seeing an enemy who deprives her of her freedom, Turned her into a broken doll.

If she sees her mother, Jinling will definitely deal with her without hesitation, which is exactly what Fucheng does not want to see. Fucheng thinks that Jinling is not bad in nature, and she should not be charged with killing her mother.

Zhou Xuanyi said mysteriously, "Don't care about your business."

Fucheng and Jinling didn't know how Zhou Xuanyi dealt with it until the end, they only knew that Qiu Yingniang never appeared again, as if she had evaporated from the world of Bailu City. Xuan Yi secretly killed and threw the body in the wilderness.

Zhou Xuanyi took this matter to hold Fucheng's appetite for a long time, and it was only after several years that a little wind was revealed. Zhou Xuanyi didn't know anyone in Bailu City back then, so he used Huang Siye's secret guards, On the one hand, another person was contacted——He Yan.

He Yan has an evil spirit about him, and he has more means than Zhou Xuanyi.

Qiu Yingniang is not doing well, but it is a bit different from the story she told Fucheng.After she sold the golden bell back then, her small bamboo house was quickly squandered. She found another man, and the two gave birth to a boy. Qiu Yingniang came to ask for money several times because of that boy. To give him money to marry a wife and have children.

After finding Qiu Yingniang's weakness, everything is easy to solve.

Zhou Xuanyi just sat in the back and sent people to come and make trouble. Qiu Yingniang was shameless, but her son was shameless, and disappeared after a few tosses.

Fucheng was still surprised when he heard Zhou Xuanyi's handling method later. This little ancestor learned the way of the market pretty quickly, and he was ashamed if he said he was shameless.Zhou Xuanyi patiently followed Qiu Yingniang to suffer slowly, but Qiu Yingniang didn't have the face to spend time with Zhou Xuanyi.

Jin Ling said that she didn't care about this matter, but in the dead of night, she still couldn't help thinking that her feelings about Qiu Yingniang were very simple, and she had almost no other emotions except hatred.

But one day when she was shopping, she realized that she was wrong. She stood on the side of the street selling candied fruit and looked at the sweet dates that she liked to eat when she was a child. , standing in front of the booth and crying silently, even unable to explain what happened to him.

She seldom cried, but she cried frequently recently, as long as things related to her mother were always tricked into tears from her, she felt deeply helpless.

Jin Ling squatted down slowly, hugged herself tightly, and buried her head in her knees.

She doesn't seem to be as strong as she looks on the surface.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and Jin Ling started preparations a few days earlier. She is like the mistress of a family, busy with work back and forth, and also a back and forth support for the city.

Jinling wanted to make mooncakes, so Fucheng and Zhou Xuanyi could only help her. Both of them were old men, and they didn't complain when they huddled in the small kitchen and made the noodles.Zhou Xuanyi was quick to learn everything, but Fucheng laughed bitterly, holding a piece of dough was like looking at the mud in the river, and made a lot of jokes.

Even though the three of them were making mooncakes, Fucheng was able to rub flour all over his cheeks and hair, like a cat that rolled around in a flour vat.

Zhou Xuanyi was unmolding the mooncakes made by Jinling, so he took a look at Fucheng, and without thinking, he rubbed the flour off Fucheng's face with the back of his hand.

Fucheng was stunned for a moment, the back of Zhou Xuanyi's hand was warm, and Fucheng could even feel the fine hairs on the back of Zhou Xuanyi's hand.The furry swept across Fucheng's cheeks.

Fucheng's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Don't do it, it won't be clean anyway."

After Zhou Xuanyi heard Fu Cheng's words, he took a wet handkerchief, grabbed Fu Cheng's collar and wiped it indiscriminately.

Fu Cheng's nose was crooked and his eyes were squinted by Zhou Xuanyi's random swipe, and he said, "What are you doing? Can you be gentle?"

Like an old mother, Zhou Xuanyi wiped Fu Cheng furiously, seeing that his face was blushing before he finished, said: "It's clean this time."

Fucheng was a bit embarrassed, his face was burning hot, he didn't know whether it was wiped by Zhou Xuanyi or shamed, he said, "Where did you get this cloth?"

"Oh." Zhou Xuanyi looked down at the cloth in his hand, and said, "Jin Ling wipes the table cloth."

Fu Cheng's face turned green, and he choked out a sentence: "Your uncle."

Jin Ling looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt that she was no different than other children.She doesn't have the parents that other people have, but she has Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi.She didn't have the carefree childhood that others had, but she had good kung fu taught by Fucheng.Jinling is no less than others.

Obviously a small family, Jinling looks like a big family during the Mid-Autumn Festival. She set up a picture of the moon palace with a jade rabbit pounding medicine, two plates of moon cakes and red fruits, and brown sugar water on the table, just to reflect a chubby full moon.

"Come quickly." Jin Ling greeted the two of them.

Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi looked at each other, and then knelt down in front of that ridiculous altar with Jin Ling helplessly.

Jin Ling knelt between Fucheng and Zhou Xuanyi, and the two men stood next to her, making her feel safe and satisfied.

"The moon god is on top." Jin Ling cleared her throat, and she didn't usually read, so she didn't know what to say at this time, she kept repeating some auspicious words, such as long life, congratulations and fortune.

Later, Jin Ling was chanting, and her mouth was full of congratulations on getting rich, accumulating blessings to make money, attracting wealth and making treasures, making the house full of wealth, attracting wealth and making treasures, and making wealth abundant...

"Why is it all money? Are you a money fan?" After listening for a long time, Fu Cheng finally couldn't help asking.

"Can you control me?" Jin Ling glanced sideways at Fu Cheng, continued to read for a long time, and finally said: "The family is safe."

As soon as Jin Ling's words were said, they hit the hearts of the three of them.

Jinling doesn't have a home, but she regards Fucheng as her relatives, Zhou Xuanyi as her half-brother, and the ruined temple as her home, and she is so busy during the New Year's and holidays that she wants to make a home.

There is no father or mother in Fucheng, and the first half of his life was too fucked up. At this moment, he suddenly felt like home.

Zhou Xuanyi's heart fluctuated the most. If he hadn't recovered his memory, he should have felt that this sentence was ridiculous, but now that he knew where he came from, he would definitely stay away from the ruined temple and return to the court hall in the future, so he felt a little uncomfortable.

A seed that heralded parting in advance was quietly buried in his heart, making him feel how rare this moment is.

Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi also said softly: "The family is safe."

Today is the fullest day of the moon, and the streets are full of red lanterns. People in Bailu City gather in their homes to share this day with their families. Even Liuyin Lane is quiet, enjoying a short period of peace.

Mid-Autumn Festival means reunion, but for Fucheng, it has other meanings.

Jinling kept making noise until midnight, Fucheng usually wouldn't let her drink, but made an exception today and let her drink a little. She didn't hold a lot of alcohol, and after drinking a little, she started to go crazy.Fucheng couldn't hold it back for a long time, so he let her make trouble.

She kept laughing, as if she was about to grin from the corners of her mouth to her ears. She laughed for a while, danced, and began to sing.

After listening to it for a long time, Fucheng only understood the first sentence: When is the bright moon, ask the blue sky for wine.

Jinling can't sing, she sang Central Plains poems for a while, and ditties from the Western Regions for a while, and at the end she mixed in the Turkic language she didn't know where she learned.

After arguing for a while, Jin Ling was finally tired, she closed her eyes quietly, but tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

This girl is not some evil spirit, she is not the knife behind Fucheng, she is just a simple girl.

Fucheng knew that Jin Lingniang's injury to Jin Ling would continue forever, buried in her heart forever, and every time she thought she was healed, she tore the wound open again.