Fields of Gold

This little vinegar jar! Zhu Junyang touched her head in a drowning manner. It was a sweet little burden. However, the couple was most afraid of suspicion and did not give his girl a chance to think nonsense. He chose to be honest: “Don't I have the ability to spy on people? But my ability to reach Wu Junling seems to have suddenly lapsed. It was confusing, so I took a closer look at her. ”

Yu Xiaocao's sour heart became stronger: “Can't you see through her heart? The reason you chose me was because you couldn't see into my mind, and you didn't have the pressure and the burden to get along. Now that there is another special presence, isn't it time for me, a country girl, to quit my job? ”

What does lay-off mean? Zhu Junyang doesn't understand, but he understands the word hidden. Pan raised his handsome face and stared straight at the little girl. Zhu Junyang said in a heavy voice: “Before I knew the beginning of the matter, I started convicting Grandpa? Is that the definition you gave Grandpa? Grandpa, in your heart, is that so unreliable? ”

Yu Xiaograss, facing Zhu Junyang's sudden anger, stunned for a moment, then grieved his lower lip to silence. She has been hesitant ever since Zhu Junyang revealed her desire to pursue her. The difference in the identities of the two people seems to be a deep gap between them. Although, on the face of it, she pretends not to care, who really cares?

I always thought that she was the only one around him, and that she felt she had the only advantage over Jingzhong's various girlfriend shows. However, such an advantage suddenly doesn't exist, how can you not let her feel sour? Turns out, this big boy, who was so arrogant and yet gave her warmth, had crept into her heart. I was scared because I cared...

Softly sighed, overflowing from Zhu Junyang's mouth, he stretched his hand and threw a slender hair on her side. Behind her ears, there was a soothing magic in her voice: “Girl, don't even think about it. Unlike you, when she was with you, Grandpa felt the air was filled with fresh smells, breathing became smooth and relaxed and stretched. Your temperament, transparent and unblemished, is with you, and you never have to be prepared to speculate. She looked purely cute on the surface, but it made me feel a little depressed, as if the clouds covered the mountains with rain. ”

Zhu Junyang's five senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people. Even if I couldn't spy on the other person's heart, I could feel it intuitively. He paused and continued: “Besides, her heart wasn't something I couldn't spy on, but something blocked it. Either she has something precious to restrain me from this ability, or she is too heavily guarded, deeply armed, and my ability is not yet enough to spy on her. ”

His guess was to make Grass's expression more and more serious, and she thought, "At your cousin's age, it shouldn't be the latter. … what defensive artifact does she have? ”

“It doesn't matter if there are artifacts. It's important that you don't get me wrong again and get angry with me!” In Zhu Junyang's view, Wu Junling is just an unimportant relative, as long as he maintains a respectful relationship.

Yu Xiaograss kicked the next little rock with some embarrassment and mumbled: “Just a simple misunderstanding? You're not interested in little cousins, you can guarantee she's not interested in you? By my female instinct, she must have liked you! ”

“Oh, how did you judge her?” Zhu Junyang saw that the little girl didn't make a mess, so she started to tease her thoughts.

Yu Xiaowei glanced at him, hummed, and straightforwardly said: “When she looked at you, her eyes were hooked, with emotions, and the implicit belt was frightened. It didn't say anything on her face: cousin, I like you. Come and soak me, these words! One more thing, very important point, you have a bee-inducing butterfly face, it's too insecure!! ”

“So, in Grass's heart, Grandpa is so handsome, so handsome that you don't even feel safe anymore? No, tomorrow I'll ask the Emperor to go camping in Xishan, tanning myself a little, practicing ugly, won't you suspect me? But don't you dare abandon Grandpa then.” The Emperor had always meant for him to take over the West Mountain Forbidden Battalion, and he had set up a military laboratory to study some firearms and artillery. It is estimated that this trip back to Beijing will be settled soon, give the little girl advance notice.

Yu Xiaograss hesitated for a moment and looked at his fair, demonic face. Imagining him as a black male, he was a little intolerant of looking directly at him. He smiled: "You don't have to make yourself dirty. As long as you maintain the principle of black-faced star killing, don't fake color on cousins of Inge Yin Yan Yan, believing that after a long time they will return. ”

“Where did they come from? It's a Wu Junling, or a hypothetical enemy. If you're jealous, why are you looking for so many excuses? Grandpa likes the look of your little vinegar jar, okay? ”

Zhu Junyang sent Yu Xiaograss to the house door and knocked on the corner door next to him. The doorman opened the door with a huge arrears. He saw the King of Yangshen and his mistress. He hurried up and laughed, causing the horse to be taken to the stables behind him. He said with enthusiasm: "Miss, you are back. The master and the mistress have been talking about you for days. Yangshen Wang, please go inside and ask the young master...”

“No, it's too late. I won't bother you. I'll play chess with General Fang some other day. Grass, get some rest. I'm going home!” Zhu Junyang looked at Yu Xiaograss with affection. The smile on his lips was even more glamorous than the moon in heaven.

Looking at the shadow of Zhu Junyang's departure from Toyoshi, Yu Xiaograss turned around and glanced at Mrs. Fang. She was a little embarrassed: "Goddamn it, what are you doing out here? ”

“It's not your brother yet, hearing the girl say that she's back, impatient to wait, should entangle me to bring him out to greet her, who knows how to see a '18-mile courtesy' show. Wow, what a girl! Stay here and take revenge!” The lady sighed.

“Goddamn... have you twisted your own daughter like that?” Yu Xiaograss blushed, hugged Lin, and walked back to the inner courtyard.

The mother and daughter narrated the conversation and took a break. The Yangxian king returned to King Jing's mansion and was summoned to the past by his mother-in-law.

“I heard you came back last night. You couldn't see anyone in the morning. Did you go see the little grass girl?” I worked hard to raise my son for 20 years, and in his heart, being a mother-in-law is not as good as a little girl. Princess Jing's heart is like eating immature plums. It's incredibly sour.

Zhu Junyang noticed what the mother thought in her heart and quickly explained: “Early this morning, Lu Hao came to find his son and said he was going on a tour outside the city. Didn't expect to meet Grass and her friends at the three-mile pavilion outside the city, so we went to the Imperial Estate together. Mother-in-law, my son is greedy and reminds you. ”

“Well, that sounds great! Why don't you go meet your little lover? Have a nice day with Grass, huh?” Princess Jing also knows that he went out with Lu Hao. Since he was a child, his son could not play much together. Lu Hao was one of them. Recently, my son has been working hard and is often not in Beijing. It is understandable to relax once in a while when he returns. Besides, Grass is her favorite daughter-in-law. What's she got to fix?

“Mother, Little Grass knows you like plums. She picked a few prematurely ripe plums herself. How do you like it?” Zhu Junyang saw that the mother-in-law didn't mean anything about the grass and relieved herself. Since ancient times, the hardest thing to deal with is the relationship between daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law. Fortunately, the relationship between mother-in-law and Little Grass is still quite close. In the future, if a little girl marries her, there won't be so many bad things. How could he let his little girl suffer?

“Plum? Didn't you say it would take at least half a month to cook?” When Princess Jing was not well before, her appetite was weak and her bowel function was irregular. King Jing heard that plums can promote bowel and stomach peristalsis and improve her appetite, so she searched for different varieties of plums. Princess Yang also fell in love with this sour and sweet fruit.

Zhu Junyang explained: "To the fruit in the sun, there is a lot of sunlight, so it ripens earlier. How does it taste? ”

He opened the small basket he had been carrying and lifted the lid to reveal the dark purple fruit inside. A full-bodied, round, crisp plum with a hint of fragrance that you'll love at first glance.

Princess Jing picked up one and gently bit it in the entrance. Purple red juice flowed along the lip into the entrance. A sweet flavor soaked into her heart and spleen and swallowed the plum in her mouth. She was satisfied with her face: “I didn't expect the little grass fruit tree to be quite handy, just say this plum, the head is more than twice the size of the Jade Emperor Lee I used to eat, and the taste is much sweeter. There is no slight sense of acidity. This is the first time my mother has tasted such delicious plums. ”

“My son also brought you peaches, water peaches, yellow peaches, blood peaches, all picked by the little grass herself, but fresh!” Zhu Junyang was constantly in front of Princess Jing, brushing her good feelings.

Princess Jing had less dinner, had two plums and a peach, so she stopped at her youngest son's persuasion. Mother and son said something sweet. Suddenly, Princess Jing seemed to think of something, he said:

“By the way, in the evening, I received a message that your aunt's family had arrived in Beijing today, that they would be off all day tomorrow, and that they would come to visit us the day after tomorrow. I hear your aunt's spirit girl looks like a fairy. That girl, Yuxue was cute when she was a kid. When she didn't leave the capital, you liked playing with her the most. They often make people cry. They don't know anything about Xiaoxiaoyu. Do you have time the day after tomorrow? Meet your aunt and your little plum. ”

“Tomorrow my son is going to present his duties, wondering if the Emperor has any other arrangements. Let's talk about it the day after tomorrow!” Zhu Junyang was a little uncomfortable with the words "Xiao Qingmei” and automatically skipped it.