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Yang Ling stood in the yard brushing his teeth with green salt and melon flesh. He breathed a little, and there was still some wine in his mouth, and his head was a little bit sullen. Tonight the young lady did not let him drink medicinal wine, but just bought the homemade sorghum sorghum from the Shangshang wine shop in the county, so he drank a few more glasses.

In the evening, the young girl dipped the wild vegetables and stewed a little chicken. Please come and have a meal together. She was sent back to her room before it was dark, and she hasn't come back yet. I don't know what the two were talking about. Yang Ling was too lazy to bother.

When it is incessant and counter-inflicted, its true situation cannot be told to anyone. It is impossible to tell Ma Lianer another lie that will die within two years. If Han Youmian knows it, then she will kill herself.

Yang Ling was thinking, Han Youniang entered the courtyard door. Yang Ling's mouth contained salt foam and nodded to her: "Is it sent back?"

"Well!" Han Youniang agreed, and walked to Yang Ling's side. Yang Ling rinsed her mouth and saw her standing next to her. The face that couldn't be concealed was clearly written with words. He couldn't help but smiled indulgently, squeezed her nose, and said, "What are you doing standing here, go , Go back to the house ".

Yang Ling plugged in the door and sat in the hall, reaching for the teapot. The attentive young lady did not know when he had made a pot of tea for him, and it was warm enough to drink. The chair against the wall is a heated wall sandwiched by the post office. The wall is warm and the room is warm.

After a quick glance, Han Youniang's slender fingers were twisted and twisted in a panic, turning around indifferently around the house, peeping at him with a speechless expression, Yang Ling saw an interesting and thought: "You Niang Ke has never shown such an embarrassing expression, why is it so bad to talk? Ah, yes, I heard that my father-in-law said that he was raising money and wanted to say a wife to Han Wei, was it because he wanted to borrow money? "

When dozens of people from the Yang clan wanted to eat and drink here, she did not hesitate to buy food and clothing for them. She was also worried that she blamed her for not taking good care of the Yang family. This borrowed money from her family and made the girl uncomfortable. .

Yang Ling couldn't bear her embarrassing again, and took the initiative to say: "Young girl, do you have something to say?"

"Ah?" Han Youniang shook her head, shaking her head in panic: "Yes, oh, no, eh, the tea is cold? I'll go and boil some water."

Yang Ling grinned and said, "You, is the elder brother married to his wife who lacks money? I heard he and the girl Zhang who fled into the city with him are very good. Is Zhang Luo married lacking money? Isn't it necessary to ask such a thing? Me, you are the master of our family, you can take as much money as you need. "

"That's not it!", Han Youliu pouted, sitting on the chair next to her ass, and whitening him with a cute look: "Isn't it for the mother's business, father said, my brother wants to marry The daughter-in-law, who made her own money to marry, Xianggong worked for the father and the two brothers, and they were already very grateful. "

"Look at what you said," Yang Ling laughed vigorously: "I should be grateful to my father-in-law for giving me such a lovely and gentle daughter-in-law, and I must be grateful that the eldest brother was born earlier than you, otherwise it would be our turn to match so well "Isn't it, my little wife?"

Yang Ling saw her cute look, couldn't help the evil fire rising, but forgot what he wanted to ask. He happily leaned in to hug the young girl's incense shoulder and kissed her on the cheek.

Han Youniang shrugged her shoulders away shyly, pulling Changyin Er, and said, "Xiang Gong, what a great wine tastes."

"Wow, I think Xianggong has alcohol in his mouth. I'm going to carry out the family law and tell you to punish you in the yard with bare ass." Yang Ling borrowed from his wine and went crazy. , Can't help but hold the magician's hands on the chest of the young girl.

Han Youniang was so embarrassed that she softened her body, twisted her body to avoid his attack, and said delicately, "Go to you, how can you punish your wife so much?"

She threw Yang Ling me lightly in embarrassment, her eyes flashed suddenly, and imagined that Xiang Gong would be punished by herself if she was so punished. She was flushed with her own bold thoughts at once, covered her face, stomped her shoulders and twisted: "Xiangong's nonsense, what a shame."

That kind of daughter is so delicate that Yang Ling's bones are light, and I really want to immediately put the young **** the spot. He took a breath and hugged the young girl's light body on her knees, kissed gently on her cheek, and took the initiative Turning back to the main question, "Well, Xianggong is no longer busy, tell me, what do you want to say to Xianggong?"

Han Youniang glanced at him with a smirk, and said playfully: "Xiang Gong wants to enforce the family law, and if they are afraid, they will forget."

Yang Ling saw her smile flushed with red flushes, her eyes fluttered, her coquettish expression was quite charming, the passion she had just suppressed turned up again, and her body was as hard as iron.

Han Youniang was smiling and teasing her father-in-law, her delicate round buttocks moved slightly, and suddenly she touched something hard, she was stunned first, and then, like a rabbit hit by an arrow, suddenly from Yang Linghuai Jumped up in the middle, his hands covered his face like a fiery face, stuttered and said: "Xiang Gong, you, me and me, the young lady will not sway you,"

Yang Ling smiled bitterly, he felt his nose was stuffy, as if he had nosebleeds again, he rushed to drink the chilled tea, cleared his cough twice, and said with a straight face: "Little girl, that's not good yet Tell me, what do you want to tell me? "

Han Youniang opened her fingers and secretly glanced at Yang Ling. Then she slowly let go of her hand and said shyly and timidly: "Xiang Gong, I know that Sister Pang loves Xiang Gong very much. The elder sister said, let's just take her through the door, Xianggong is superior in character, and the subordinate Xianggong is the best, and we are not insulted. "

Yang Ling's face changed, frowning and said, "Who do you listen to? Is Mancang talking?"

Han Youniang squeaked and said: "Xiang Gong, Youniang has already heard people say, the woman's name is important. I heard that Brother Ma is going to leave with the Southern Army. It ’s also not appropriate. It seems that the period of July 7th is about to pass. If you do n’t let people pass by now, you will have to wait for three years. If you agree, let me give her a name, even if it is officially late. It's ok".

In the ancient times, when the parents passed away, their children were filial piety. According to the system, filial piety should be observed for three years, but there are several situations that can be changed, and the ancients are not so rigid. For example, Ma Ang ’s army, and as an important member of the court, out of state needs, the monarch came forward to retain him, called "robbing love".

In the folk, there is also a situation where parents are allowed to marry within seven, seventy-nine forty-nine days. The folk call it "Chongxi", as the saying goes "Thousands of coffins come out of the door and their family is prosperous", which means The departure of the deceased brings more life to the family, with more children and grandchildren, and the incense sticks forever. That is not filial.

Yang Ling looked at the young lady for a long while. Her clear eyes had a trace of melody and a sense of vinegar, but it was more about Ma Er'er's worries and unconditional trust in him.

Yang Ling slowly shook his head and said: "Other people talk nonsense, don't follow blindly. I checked. In April every year, the skinners will go to the south through Jiming, and I will arrange for them to take care of them. Miss Ma helped the coffin south and returned to her hometown. "

Han Youniang blinked, wondering: "But you and her."

Gently pecking her lips, blocking her words below, then Yang Ling slipped to her ear and whispered, "I ’m not as complicated as you think, obediently, it ’s natural for a long time. No one will mention it again, and Miss Lian Er will not think about it anymore, okay? "

"Oh!" Han Youniang shut her mouth obediently. Although she didn't quite understand what Xiang Gong said, she raised a trace of lightness and joy, but she was unhappy if she could see the Shu by her desire.

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Yang Ling was lying on the bed, his head resting on his hand, and his eyes closed slightly, thinking: The young lady also knew about herself and Ma Lin'er, and it seemed that there were many people who knew it. But when Ma Er'er returned the coffin to Jinling, everything naturally disappeared. From this day on, each side, no matter how infatuated the girl, there was no substantial development between the two, will she still remember herself?

Presumably after a year and a half, she will let go of this relationship and start a new life. Yang Ling believes this. He has n’t been narcissistic enough to think that women like him and he will never look back. It will be unforgettable all his life. He is also just an ordinary man with no charm.

Itchy on the cheek, Yang Ling opened his eyes, saw the young girl sitting beside him, and looked at herself tenderly. Her long hair was a little wet, and it touched her face coolly. The little girl had just taken a shower to clean herself.

The pure and delicate face in the hair room, with the ruddy, hairy eyelashes, wet eyes after the bath, unspeakable and moving, Yang Ling's troubles and thoughts were suddenly swept away, he sighed, Instead, he began to think about how to break the deadlock. Such a lively little Nizi stood in front of her and couldn't eat it, but she wanted to hold back the disease.

Han Youniang didn't know what was going on, her face was full of joy, and her inexpressible coquettishness, and she seemed to have a pleasing smile. Yang Ling blinked, suspecting it was her own illusion.

She was wearing a short shirt, lying on the kang, snuggling up to Yang Ling, pulling her hair to the front and combing, and smilingly began to pull him together with the family: "Xiang Gong, today my sister and my princess are digging wild vegetables in the mountains. A centuries-old locust tree was caught on fire two days ago by Chun Lei. "

Her body was petite, her **** were inadvertently turned to Yang Ling's soft elbows, smelling the fresh scent of her body, Yang Ling's lower body that had just cooled down began to irrepressibly turn into a swelling reaction.

Han Youniang ’s delicate carcass came closer to him again, and her face was happily telling the story against his chest: “Listening to the uncle who lives in the mountain, it ’s because the old locust tree is about to become fine, and Thor is angry. In the past, people were really half-confident, but Xiang Gong was also a person who had seen a fairy. I would n’t dare to believe it, and took Sister Er'er around. Xiang Gong, if the old tree couldn't die, could it really become a fairy? "

"Girl, the old locust tree hasn't changed into a fairy. I don't know. I only know that you are going to become a fairy. And I have already prepared it at the level of a human cannon. Do you know? Leprechaun!" Yang Ling thought bitterly.