The wine was served first, and soon the dishes came.
The little boy was very kind, and the pot of sweet-scented osmanthus brew was cooked just in time.
Maori Xingjun was on duty very well, the sun was thick but not strong, and there were a few auspicious clouds randomly floating in the sky, which matched well with the shady green trees on the ground.
In this heavenly situation, it was very interesting to drink some wine and compose a few sour poems.
However, Taoist Aunt Miaoyun and her groom did not drink.
Ye Hua and I drank two or three glasses and stopped drinking.
The waiter also collected the cups in front of me, which was very disappointing.
During the meal, Ye Hua seemed to have been struck by a devil's wind.
He worked hard to prepare dishes for me.
Every time he served a dish, he would smile tenderly and say: "This is what you like to eat.
Eat more." or "Although you don't like this."
Eating is very good for the body.
You are so thin, but you don’t feel sorry for yourself, but it makes me feel sorry for you.”
Although I knew that he was trying to protect me from his love, I still couldn’t help but tremble with nausea.
Taoist Aunt Miaoyun across from me must have had a hard time hearing this, her little face was as white as paper.
The groom saw something was wrong and hurriedly used a bowl of rice before leading his master to stand up and leave.
Ye Hua finally stopped holding hands with me, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
But he said leisurely: "You seem to be so incapable of listening to love words, what should you do in the future?"
I ignored him, lowered my head and started to eat.
Before the meal was over, the little immortal official Gayun appeared out of thin air.
Fortunately, he had concealed his magic, otherwise it would have been unbearable for a living person to suddenly hang in mid-air in the restaurant and look at all living beings in awe.
I didn't pay much attention to what he reported.
Roughly speaking, an urgent letter needs to be dealt with immediately.
Ye Hua didn't make a sound, then turned to me and said, "You can take care of A Li this afternoon.
I'll go back to the Tiangong first, and I'll come look for you in the evening."
I took a mouthful of rice and couldn't speak, so I just nodded in response.
When I came out of the restaurant, I looked around.
The sun was in full bloom, and most of the vendors on the market had moved to do business under the eaves.
Those who didn't occupy a good spot packed up and went home.
It was very deserted.
When I was just paying the bill, the waiter saw that I paid a lot of money, and he was very considerate and reminded me that I happened to go to Mansi Tea to listen to storytelling.
Although the price of tea there was a bit high, the storytelling was really good.
I guessed that there was no immortal storyteller in the Heavenly Palace, so I took Nuomi Dumpling to take him to see him.
Mansi Tea is a teahouse, and the storyteller is an old gentleman with half a hair.
This time it’s a story about Ye He repaying a favor.
The little glutinous rice dumplings have never been seen on the market, with bright eyes, sometimes smiling knowingly, sometimes clenching their fists, sometimes sighing deeply.
Because I read so many things about Zhe Yan, I lost all interest in this unimaginative story, so I just ordered a pot of tea and sat on the table to relax.
In the blink of an eye, it’s half afternoon.
When the storyteller was stunned and said: "If you want to know what happened next time, let's listen to the explanation next time."
The lights outside the window had already started to turn on.
I opened my eyes drowsily to look for the glutinous rice dumplings, but the seat he originally occupied was now empty.
I suddenly woke up from my drowsiness.
Fortunately, I brought a water mirror with me.
The water mirror is just an ordinary mirror for dressing up in the fairyland, but in the mortal world it can be used as a good tool for finding people.
I just hope that the Nuomi Tuanzi is located in an area that is easy to identify.
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If it is located in a featureless wing, then using this water mirror will be in vain.
Find a secluded place and mark the name of the glutinous rice dumplings and their birth date on the mirror, and a white light will immediately emit.
When I looked along the white light, I almost dropped the mirror and stumbled.
My mother.
Nuomi Dumpling is indeed in a wing this time, but this is an unusual wing.
In the room, a pair of coolly dressed mandarin ducks lie on a large carved rosewood bed.
The man above is half naked, and the woman below only has a bright red bellyband.
A decent woman in the mortal world would never wear such a dazzling color.
I fainted, barely holding myself up and grabbing a passerby: "Brother, do you know which direction the brothel in this town is?"
He looked me over from beginning to end with his eyes and pointed at a building diagonally opposite Mansi Tea.
I thanked him and hurried off.
Behind him, he could be heard lamenting loudly: "You are a very good-looking young man, but you don't want to be a lustful devil.
What a hopeless and painful world this is."
Although I knew that Nuomi Dumpling was in this brothel, I didn't know which wing it was in.
In order not to disturb the madam's business, I had no choice but to hide myself and search from room to room.
When I found the thirteenth room, I finally saw the glutinous rice dumpling hanging in mid-air with its chin in a contemplative manner.
I dragged him through the wall.
At that time, the pair of wild mandarin ducks on the bed were kissing happily.
My old face was burning red.
The sex scene just now was not necessarily very sexy.
When I was a disciple of Kunlun Xushang, when I first came to earth, I visited many prostitutes in the spirit of seeking knowledge.
It is as common as the low-quality three-liter books sold on the market, or as rare as the solitary copy hidden under the emperor's pillow in the palace.
Both men and women have dabbled in it.
At that time, I could still keep my face from blushing and my heart not beat, and I was as calm as a wooden stake.
This time it was slightly different.
He was enjoying a live erotica with his juniors.
If he didn't make his face turn red, he would really be sorry for his smooth-talking mother.
Although Meng Lang's style is still the same outside the wing, what is gratifying is that after all, these prodigal sons are still well-dressed.
There is really no clean place to be found in this building.
A maid in red walked past us with a plate of mung bean cake in her hand.
Nuomi Dumpling sniffed and immediately revealed himself and ran after him to ask for it.
I had no choice but to follow suit.
The maid saw that Tuanzi was cute, so she touched his face twice, then turned around and smiled at me with red cheeks, and gave the plate of pastries to Tuanzi.
I pulled Tuanzi to a blind corner in the corridor and thought about how to train him for a long time so that he could learn his mistakes happily.
Today is his birthday, and Ye Hua wants me to coax him.
It is indeed unkind to make him upset on such a day.
I thought about it carefully in my mind, and finally put on a smile and asked him very docilely: "The story telling is quite good, and you heard it with great interest in the beginning.
How did you end up here in such a blink of an eye?"
Uh, this is a building like this."
Tuanzi frowned and said, "Just now, a little fat man openly kissed a young lady on the street.
The young lady refused to let the young fat man kiss him.
The young fat man was very angry when he didn't get the kiss.
He invited some ugly people around him to surround the young lady.
The young lady looked so frightened that I couldn’t bear to look at her and tried to save her.
When I ran downstairs, there was no one around.
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An uncle next to me told me that the young lady was carried in by the fat man.
This flower building.
I was afraid that they would beat her, so I wanted to come in to find her, but the lady who was holding the door wouldn't let me in.
I had no choice but to sneak in invisibly.
I don't know why the uncle said this.
It’s a flower building.
I looked upstairs and downstairs, but I didn’t see any flowers.”
I was so frightened by what he said next that my heart jumped three times, Tuanzi, you didn't see anything important.
Tuanzi is no more than three years old according to mortals.
His immortal roots are the most unstable and need to be taken care of.
His father has brought him along smoothly for three hundred years.
When it comes to my turn, if I let him see some things he shouldn’t have seen, have some thoughts he shouldn’t have, touched his immortal energy and become a demon, his father will definitely Fight me tooth and nail.
I swallowed and listened to him continue: "When I found the little fat man, he was already lying upright on the ground.
Next to the young lady stood a brother in white clothes, holding her in his arms.
I saw that nothing was wrong, so I thought I came back and continued listening to the book, but unexpectedly I passed through the wrong wall and entered another wing. " Yes, I think back then, because we were not very good in the art of deduction, our tenth senior brother and I were often punished by Mo Yuan.
We would come to the mortal world to pull a piece of canvas, turn into half-immortals, and set up a stall in the market to tell people's fortunes and touch bones.
At that time, every day and every day, you could see a decent woman being molested by a bully.
If it is a woman who has not yet left the court, a young knight passing by will draw his sword and roar.
If a woman leaves the court, her husband will appear out of nowhere and draw a sword.
Although one is a knight and the other is a husband, both must be wearing white clothes.
Nuomi Dumpling touched his nose and then frowned and continued: "There are two people in this wing rolling on the bed and entangled in a ball.
I thought they were having a lot of fun, so I wanted to stop for a while and see what they were going to do."
There was a click in my heart, and I said with a trembling voice: "What did you see?"
He was deep in thought: "Kiss each other, kiss each other, touch each other."
After a while, Qiqian Aiai asked me: "Mom, what are they doing?"
I looked up at the sky, considered it for a long time, and said solemnly: "For mortals to practice Taoism, there is a branch called the dual cultivation of harmony and harmony.
They are, uh, dual cultivation of harmony and harmony, dual cultivation."
Tuanzi said clearly: "Are mortals really devoted to the Tao?"
I laughed twice
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