"Just be satisfied, you won't be like some vulgar things, vulgar but unaware of it, stupid as a dog but not self-evident, and holding a folding fan in winter like a male dog in heat, and it's so turbulent that it's a fever." Changsun Hong looked at Chen Yu, but his mouth was towards Mo Changbin. He could see who he was talking about.

There were only a dozen people in the pavilion, Mo Changbin was holding a folding fan alone. Who wasn’t he?

He spoke bluntly and vulgarly, and cursed like a swearing technique. Mo Changbin had never seen such a swearing technique. It seemed that he could not fight back equally except for the special words used to greet women in the other family.

He stomped his feet on the ground a few times, pointed at Changsun Hong and shook his tremblingly, but because Chen Ying and Zong Shengxian were present, he couldn't scold him. He held his breath in his chest and couldn't exhale. He couldn't scream out the following words, "You, you, you" in his mouth.

Changsun Hong turned around at this time, as if he saw Mo Changbin at first sight, and shouted in surprise: "Oh! Brother Mo, why are you holding a folding fan? Don't get me wrong, I'm definitely not talking about you!"

This sentence hit Mo Changbin in the chest like a heavy blow. Such words of cursing without swearing were actually spoken from a farm boy he despised, which made him particularly angry. The tone eventually turned into a mouthful of blood and spurted out "pop", and his whole body twitched and fell down, unconscious.

Now there was nothing to play. Everyone was messing around and pinching the people with their chests. After a long time of busyness, Mo Changbin woke up quietly. The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Changsun Hong! The one who pinched his own people was this kid!

Mo Changbin couldn't breathe again, and his eyelids rolled up and fainted again!

Changsun Hong sighed and pointed out another person to pinch Mo Changbin's man, pulled himself up and went to the pavilion to have a breath.

The burden of gifts cost a lot of money. Will you tell Chen Yu about it later and get some back? After all, you have left the city and have nowhere to buy them. It takes too much time to buy them back.

Just as I was thinking about it, I smelled a scent of fragrance. The fragrance was not strong but it was not dispersed. It was not rouge powder, which smelled so enchanting and particularly pleasant.

"Young Master Changsun." A delicate female voice sounded beside her, like a thin willow surround her fingers, clever and charming.

Changsun Hong's body was slammed and turned around and looked back. He saw Chen Ying's pretty face looking at him a few slaps away.

From a close look, it is clearer that Chen Ying is a few years older than Changsun Hong. She is nearly seventeen years old and taller. The girls of this era mature early and have a charm different from girls on her body. Her face is like a peacock, her fair face is like a blush, her hair is like a waterfall, and her black paint is like ink. A red skirt with red armor sets off her skin like snow, making her look more beautiful. Unlike most women of this era that Changsun Hong had seen, the temperament of a lady from a family is about to emerge.

Perhaps Changsun Hong's eyes had some meaning, Chen Ying took a step back vigilantly, and the blush on her face became even deeper.

Some bad pasts happened between the two. Changsun Hong subconsciously clamped his legs, coughed, and said, "Hello, Xiaoniang Chen."

"Thank you, Mr. Changsun, for not taking grudges, and giving "Jintangchun" to Chen Yu. If you have a fate in the future, you will be rewarded." Chen Ying lowered her head and said softly: "It's too late today. It's time for us to leave. I hope you will see you again the next day. I hope you will take care of me!"

After saying that, she was blessed with all her blessings and gave her full courtesy to Changsun Hong.

Changsun Hong hurriedly returned the gift. Chen Ying smiled with a blushing face and walked away like a runaway. Zong Shengxian, who accompanied her, looked at Changsun Hong meaningfully and said with a smile: "I'm so literary and eloquent. I won't say much today. I'll ask Brother Changsun for advice another day."

Before Changsun Hong could speak a polite word, she turned around and ran around like a spiritual rabbit, chasing Chen Ying.

Chen Yu also came over and said a lot of praise. Finally, he reminded him that in the future, he must go to his house to go to the capital city. There are countless tile yards in Lin'an, and there are many more fun places than here. He will do his best to be a host and have enough fun with him.

Changsun Hong watched helplessly as the burden of his own New Year's goods was carried away by the servants of the Chen family. He wanted to cry but was embarrassed to ask for it. This was not a matter of being thick-skinned or not, but the reason for the gifts given were not to be returned.

The Chen family's convoy left. Zong Shengxian directed a group of Hezhou students to carry Mo Changbin who had just woken up, and brought him into the car and returned to the city. Before leaving, he also gave him a look back and smile. The gaze was full of deep smell, which made Changsun Hong get goosebumps all over.

He shook his head and walked down the hillside. The dog was already bored waiting there. When he saw Changsun Hong coming down empty-handed, he was shocked and hurriedly asked where the New Year's goods had gone.

"I've been taken away." Changsun Hong had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "My friend is leaving, I've given it away."

Go back and buy it? Look at the sun, it can no longer stand the delay. Go back to the city and come out again. I am afraid that I will not be able to leave Lijia Village today. If I don’t want to sleep in the open halfway, I must leave immediately.

Without any hesitation, he could only half of the dog's things and Changsun Hong brought the dog some money back so that he could barely deal with it.

So the two of them took turns carrying the department store and walked slowly. Fortunately, the weather was good, the road was flat, and they walked lightly without delay. Before the sky was dark, they arrived outside Lijia Village.

The banyan tree that was so big that it was towering at the entrance of the village, you could see it from afar. It was cold in winter and no one was chatting and talking under the trees, which seemed a little lonely. But the wisps of smoke from the chimneys of every household in the village still brought a strong sense of human fireworks, the dog barking and the shepherd boy returning home loudly, and the figures of the farmers passing by with hoes all gave the two a sense of familiarity when they returned home.

"Lijia Village, I'm back." After only a few months away from home, I feel like I'm apart three autumns. Although I also brought back letters and oral messages, it's very different when I'm there.

Changsun Hong stood on the road and looked at the small village under the slope, feeling moved. This is my home. Both my parents are there, so Mo Yan is not home.

The two of them shared the New Year's goods at the entrance of the village, and each carried a basket to their homes. The path in the village was still narrow, and the yellow land was still so friendly. Walking on it, it seemed that the steps were more steadily.

His own house had already appeared at the entrance of the alley, and the wood fence was fenced, and the millstone inside was still seen through the courtyard wall. Changsun Hong could hardly suppress the emotions in his heart. He ran quickly, pushed the door open and shouted: "Dad, mother, second uncle!"

There was a burst of pots and pots in the room. Zhang rushed out first, and the smile with tears rushed over like a charging soldier. He hugged his son and was reluctant to let go. Changsun Hao and Changsun Jin continued to walk out. The man naturally had to be more rational, but the softness in his eyes could not be erased and could not be stopped.

"Damn, let the child go in for dinner first. The cold outside is heavy, so don't catch the cold." Changsun Hao took Changsun Hong's basket and said with a smile.

Zhang wiped his tears and agreed, holding his son's hand tightly, and pulled it into the room with a smile. Uncle Changsunjin followed him, constantly looking at Changsun Hong's height and appearance, nodding secretly, knowing that his nephew did not pull down his martial arts practice.

The whole family hugged into the house, closed the door, and closed the north wind.

Outside the house, a hamster foraging ran out of the hole in the wall, holding a small piece of meat that had just spilled out of the basket, squeaking, and seemed to be very happy. It raised its head and looked at the room with the lights. It blinked its little eyes, turned around and shook its tail, and ran back to its own nest.

It also has its own home.

The wind outside the house was sobbing like a mountain ghost crying, whistling all over the mountain. The house was warm and festive, and the family was happy and reunited and sat around.

Home is so good.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!