It should be said that in ancient times, there were really no entertainment activities, so that gossips heard from hearsay, and who ate what, became topics that the common people talked about.

When I was in Lijia Village, a theater troupe from the next village came to perform. People from Lijia Village brought their families and small benches with them and rushed to listen to the opera excitedly.

It was babbling, obscure and difficult to understand. Li Haitang listened to it like a lullaby. She couldn't find the point of excitement. However, slowly, she was able to gain enough understanding.

Especially now, when the nights are long and I have no intention of sleeping, no matter how good the night view is, I can't watch it every night. The couple must find something to do.

Xiao Lingchuan's meaning is very simple. Children are only a part of life, but they can never be everything. After all, without his wife, there would not be such a few little buns.

"Whose erotic palace is this?"

Li Haitang grabbed the booklet and looked curious.

The northern and southern parts of the Qi Dynasty have different understandings of sexual intercourse. The southern part is relatively graceful and graceful, with meticulous and beautiful paintings, focusing on the gauze clothing of women. They believe that the most beautiful thing is not taking off the clothes, but the hazy feeling of half-covering the face while holding the pipa.

There are many Yangzhou thin horses there, they are very charming in their movements, they are proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they don't have the slightest trace of prostitution. Some people believe that they are ladies.

In contrast, the folk customs in the North are tough and tough, but in this regard, they are much more bold and unrestrained, and the key parts and expressions can be seen at a glance.

Xiao Lingchuan almost bought picture albums from the North. In his words, the focus was on learning postures. He bought a picture album of people wearing clothes from the South. They were so covered that you couldn't see the movements. What should you learn?

Just look at those brightly colored clothes? He is not a tailor!

"I asked someone to bring it here from the border town."

Xiao Lingchuan was very calm. This booklet only arrived yesterday, but the couple coaxed the little girl last night, and then it was delayed.

Ji Qiu helped buy it from the border town. It actually comes from Surabaya City, and the painting style is not generally liberal.

A few years ago, Xiao Lingchuan went to a bookstore to buy a storybook for Doubao, and he once had a bad experience. The waiter at the bookstore thought he was here to have fun, and especially recommended Manzi's new gameplay.

When I opened the booklet, I saw one man, several women, and the legendary emperor's bath.

The clerk introduced that below the bookstore is the most popular prostitution parlor in the border town. There is a large pool covered with dried flower petals. Once you enter, you can enjoy the treatment like an emperor.

As long as you can afford the money, you can find ten or eight of them to take care of you and bathe yourself.

Xiao Lingchuan feels that the people who can experience it are too heavy on taste. Of course, if he is looking for ten or eight people, they can only have good kidneys.

This time he asked Ji Qiu to buy it, and he specifically said that it must be normal.

He took it back yesterday and glanced at it casually, waiting to enjoy and discuss it with his wife.

"Actually, I think the erotic palace in the south is also pretty good."

Li Haitang likes the painting style of the south and has a few books in his collection.

The couple gathered together and lit the oil lamp to taste.

The album has an earthy yellow cover with a seal on it. The seal is the artist's seal. Li Haitang took a look at it and immediately looked forward to this album.

People in ancient times were very good at playing. The couple bought this person's book last time and unlocked several postures. Although it was a bit complicated, it was quite comfortable.

Just as she was looking forward to it, Li Haitang opened the album and was immediately dumbfounded.

Seeing his wife's silence, Xiao Lingchuan turned his attention to the second page and was speechless.

"Husband, who did you entrust to buy it?"

After a moment of pause, Li Haitang said weakly, I'm really embarrassed!

On the picture album, there are no imaginary poses, but a set of portraits of small animals.

The daily life of Xiaozhu's family of three goes shopping, carries water, and makes a fire to cook.

Who is it, do you want to be so tricked!

This set of books is not unfamiliar to Li Haitang. She has seen it before. It is a story book she bought for Doubao before!

Could it be that I got the booklet yesterday and Doubao changed it on purpose as a prank?

If this is the case, it is really an embarrassment.

"I entrusted Ji Qiu to buy it."

Xiao Lingchuan's expressionless face once again had cracks on his face. He twitched the corner of his mouth. He had just glanced at it casually without looking carefully. He put it away when he saw that it was not blank.

"Could he be his son?"

Xiao Lingchuan touched his chin, an eight-year-old kid, understands this?

Maybe he understands. At least Doubao likes to touch girls' little hands and faces. He is definitely self-taught.

"It shouldn't be."

Li Haitang shook his head. Although Doubao was precocious and sometimes not very obedient, those who were taught by her must understand the most basic politeness.

If no one is in the parents' room, Doubao will not come alone. What's more, the booklet is hidden under the pillow, so Doubao cannot rummage around.

The second child's little ball reacts slowly, let alone doing these things.

"Could it be that this is just the album sent?"

Xiao Lingchuan hurriedly flipped through a few pages and found that there was also a series of daily routines of the Little Pig family. Someone bought it to coax the little baby.

The couple was confused, but they both believed that it was not Doubao's prank.

Otherwise, when the baby sees this, whether he understands it or not, it will make his parents blush. This is nothing more than telling you that form is emptiness, Amitabha.

The couple's doubts were answered on the second day.

Another letter came from Ji Qiu, with a package inside which contained an apology.

It was his little fat man who did such things. The little fat boy was honest when he was a child, but when he grew up, he started to be naughty and deliberately changed the content under the cover.

After the things were taken away by someone, Ji Qiu realized that the things could no longer be recovered.

In desperation, he first gave his son a good beating, then hurriedly bought two books, wrote an apology letter to explain the situation, and explained to Xiao Lingchuan and his wife.

"I just said, it's definitely not our bean bag."

After Li Haitang read the letter, he suddenly felt a little proud.

Parents like to compare their children with those of others, and then find a psychological balance.

"Mom, what am I not?"

Doubao had just practiced the exercises, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and asked.

"nothing."

Li Haitang pretended to be natural and changed the subject, "I heard that little girl Sansan's birthday is coming. What do you give her?"

As a young man, you must not be stingy, and you must be generous and stingy towards your future wife.

Anyway, modern women have an aversion to stingy people.

"I have long been ready."

Doubao bought a set of hairpin rings with his own money. Only in this way can he be sincere.

"Then what did you give me?"

When chatting with his son, there is no need to treat him like a baby. Li Haitang feels that he is asking from the standpoint of a friend.

"Keep it secret."

What's the point of saying it? What he wants is a surprise. Li Haitang was silent. The thing in question was not given to her. How could she, a mother-in-law, not know?

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