Chapter 152: Those who are in the dust, after all, don’t know much about the world; those who are intimate, after all, ten years make one day

It was difficult to write four secret letters in perfect order. One was made into a long and thin tape and rolled up with a thin bamboo. The other was made of silk and was written in secret text, with the beginning and the end connected carefully.

The land reused the hand-copied frontier fortress

The poem is tightly wrapped, carrying the handsome dove that flies thousands of miles. The next day, noon will arrive - but it is already late, and I will raise my arm slightly, making that white arrow across the sky. Faintly

, seems to be dyed with a layer of blue skylight.

The one who started the process was someone who had received two "Pioneer Flags with Urgent Signature" from the "Evil Man Mo" Yamen Office, and hurriedly placed them on both sides of his shoulders, with a "gold-lettered 'Jingwen Drum' Order" hanging on his waist.

——No one dared to stop him when he entered the Xuanyuan platform of Shiyushisi, but he was still standing in the middle of the gate.

It was just one step away from the 'Xuanzheng' heavenly step! There was also a Qingyue bell hanging on the horse's neck, which could be heard from miles away - but it was also the only military intelligence report from 'Evil Man Mo', and it was not comparable to 'Pegasus'.

'Everyone who went to the county or state was replaced by someone, mostly for the purpose of saving soldiers and hiding the secret messages of signs from armor.

The other two letters were carefully transcribed with a plain gauze plated with alum, and folded into a size about the size of a fingernail. They were tightly wrapped with an oil-soaked curtain, carefully paying attention to the empty space.

A burlap button was sewn into the corner. However, as the county recruited those who had two jobs on hand to repair Nanyuan, the capital of the gods, they dressed up to look like they had everything on hand.

The craftsmanship is passed down from generation to generation, but in the end it is neither good nor bad, and it is still cultivating green plants and flowers. It is rare to encounter this kind of fortune from God, so I secretly gritted my teeth and gave it to the whole family as a tattoo of three taels of silver.

I got such a "fat job", but I was also the last person to sit in a row in the open air on the ration truck. I only got three to five, and the rest was all at the front.

Another used a piece of plain yellow silk and replaced it with a secret text that concealed the head and tail. He wrote two "Yuefu" poems and printed them carefully. The whole thing was folded into squares to form the base of the branch, and he also used a piece of green gauze.

Cover it lightly with some velvet, and a fine bamboo stands on it.

The branches are thinly attached to two green leaves gathered together with green gauze, and the pink and white peonies standing stiffly standing on the top of two thousand folds of plain silk! - But it is also the sincerity of Guo Da.

I bought this and went to the capital to visit some old friends, Gu Keyou.

According to the news, I also bought some seven or eight items that are fresh and novel or rarely seen in the world to keep as the finale of the detailed discussion in the back room - I will sell them to anyone who knows the goods. I also carried half of the suitcase.

What exquisite things can be used as the capital of the gods?

Spending, of course, there are those three or five thousand stacks of pink and white flowers standing on plain silk. - Along the way, I am driving half a truckload of good charcoal to sell the good ones.

The price, tattered shoes and hat are also done very realistically.

Now that I have discussed the details of this chapter in the previous chapter, it is time to return to the main topic of this chapter.

After finally being comforted, he timidly untied the lock on his forehead and moved it in pieces. When he reached the edge of the basin, the hair was still only half untied. Perhaps it was due to the bumpy world experience on the road.

A little ignorant, but at the end of the day, I feel a little subconsciously sophisticated. After the rain and frost, the wind and dust, on this lock, it is no longer possible to distinguish the ends of the hair.

Shen Lianxi carefully soaked his hair in warm water, looked at it, and then gently changed it to a slightly shorter one. He gently waited until the water passed through the second channel, and then the hair was revealed.

Her hair, eyebrows, and eyes are even more tender and compassionate.

I hummed the lullaby that my mother had often hummed in my memory when I was young, and combed my hair carefully one by one. Suddenly I felt something strange in my hands. I leaned over carefully and gently touched a few strands of hair in front of my forehead.

Suddenly, she heard a soft murmur, "Amu". She lay lovingly on her knees, straightened herself slightly, and slowly moved the pillow from her forearm to the crook of her arm.

Gently looking back at the willow shade on the left hand side, I saw that Jian Ling'er's eyes were slightly red, "Wangmei, thank you!" I saw the wintersweet smile: "I still remember when you helped me travel thousands of miles.

We can see them all from the eaves

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. "Yes! The words are still in my ears, and all these years have passed..." I saw the wintersweet eyes with memories, but there was already a faint smile on the corner of my mouth, "That was the first time I knew,

The eaves are actually so light."

"Ha! You really haven't changed at all."

After a pause, "Thank you, Wintersweet."

So she coaxed the baby in her arms to avoid the smoke and dust all the way, and while watching the eldest baby in Wintersweet's arms sleeping soundly, she murmured half-soundingly, "...Mom" from time to time, with tears in the corners of her red eyes, but on her face, there was that

The long-lost joy of nature.

I slept until late in the evening. I opened my sleepy eyes slightly and saw that my brother had arranged more than ten clay figurines on the short table. He was stunned, but suddenly he felt something in his hand.

Something was wrong, he suddenly started up, turned over and fell to the ground, "Just think of me as

Just be your mother!" The eldest son turned around and looked at my mother-in-law with flashing eyes, "You can yell if you want! It's for a man!" He then added, "It's up to you, my mother-in-law.

." When he looked up, he saw Jian Ling'er's face full of smiles.

Zhengyu raised his hand slightly, "Hey! I'm so old!" "Auntie, blame me for flipping too fast!" Zhengyu looked around and saw Lian'er standing with a smile, "

Sister Lian'er, let me lift up this short girl!" I saw Lian'er smiling at the two of them, "You have seen me!" "I'll take this short girl! She actually has some weight."

Yi Tie and Lamei lightly relaxed their waist, and they saw that they were really serious, but with this method..., "I can see that your mother always loves you very much." "Yes! Auntie, mommy.

My brother-in-law always hurts so much that my brother and I feel like we are soaked in a honeypot.

Even the daily shortbread is made by my mother-in-law who went to the wine shop at night to look after the fire in various stoves. When she came back, she would roll it out carefully and slowly. When she got up early in the morning, she would lightly layer it.

Add the oil powder, and then add a little bit of micro star to the large cavity and slowly iron it into several pastry sheets."

As he spoke, his eyes sparkled, "It's only today that I realized how hard my mother worked!"
Chapter completed!