[sd doujinxianliu] Jinse Wuxian fifty strings

Yan wholeheartedly thought that the bookworm was right.

This is called self-knowledge.

In the afternoon sun, while bathing in Zari, he felt drowsy.

Yan Yi squatted in front of the house door and yawned several times, tears streaming down his face, thinking about going to the lake that people said was very beautiful later.

The old man was sitting in front of the well wearing a pair of big underpants, showing his back to the old man.

Yan Yi took a look, and found that the color of the old man's back couldn't match the blackness of his arms and neck. The white color water seemed to reflect light in the sun, stretching a thin layer on the bones.

Thinking about it, I felt that this discovery was irrelevant, and I wanted to take a nap while leaning against the door.

The old man said that as long as it is summer, the second old man will flush the well water in the yard during the day to keep it cool for decades.

The old man used to have the habit of taking cold showers at night, but he changed it when he got older.

After pouring two buckets of water, the old man rolled up his sleeves, twisted the towel and began to rub his back.

The old man was very quiet, not at all like the old man last night commanding where to rub.

The back that is no longer strong is just a layer of skin sticking to the bones, and the outline of the two lute bones can be clearly seen.

Yan thought if people would shrink like this when they get old, then what kind of condensed body would they be?

"Stupid, take it easy."

"I saw that you didn't make a sound, so I thought the strength was just right."

"That's what I can bear."

"It hurts so much?"

"kindness."

Yanyi wanted to laugh a little, the old man looked very clumsy when he was afraid of rubbing his hands lightly to hurt the second master.

It's quite like a monkey just pulling roasted chestnuts from the fire but can't eat them.

Can't find a place to start.

After coming and going again and again, the old second master really disliked the old man's slow hands and feet, his hands were too light, and he didn't even have the strength to scratch an itch.

The old man was a little impatient when he said it, and he almost scratched his head.

Then he said with a hippie smile that he is a novice, please take care of him.

Yanyi was immediately happy, this is a treasure, although the second master doesn't like to talk.

But when I heard the old man say that you have been new for decades, it is not easy, a place in my heart suddenly trembled.

Looking back and thinking about it, after decades of being rubbed, he is still clumsy and disgusted, and still insists on rubbing his back.

It's not easy.

After thinking about it a little bit, I realized that I was next to a shining light bulb, so I had to pack my backpack and set off.

The old man's ears are clever, and he noticed it as soon as Yan stepped out of the house.

"Where are the young people going?"

"Let's go to that lake." After speaking, he remembered something, and asked again, "Hey, old man, it stands to reason that if you live here, you know what the lake is called."

The old man smiled and said that the village called it Xiaoxihu, and the first person who discovered it was a fart kid who skipped class, because he saw the lake and the picture of Westhu in the textbook, so he called it that.

He also said that it is actually a little early to go now, the lake is not far from here, only about ten minutes away, if you want to see the most beautiful lake, it will be at dusk.

How beautiful the old man just didn’t talk about the specifics. He talked about the beginning and the middle and didn’t end it. He satiated his appetite for an entire afternoon, and during this time he sent a lot of light work inside and outside the house.

Busy until nearly six o'clock, the sun was only beginning to set. After hurriedly packing up dinner, Yanyi found a problem.

After chasing after me all afternoon, the old man asked how beautiful the lake is, and all the work is paid, so now we are going straight to the destination after dinner, what's the point of asking?

lad age.

The embarrassment of eating and living for free was resolved quietly, but still failed to realize that it was actually the old man's intention.

Although it has something to do with how the old man did not show his face,

The second master's nickname is really good.

Little nerd.

Red sunset, winding hills.

The water in Xiaoxi Lake is so clear that it completely reflects the scene. As soon as Yan squatted down by the lake, he poked his head out, and there was a head in the lake, its curve bounced with the waves, slightly rippling away.

Yan first discovered that he actually looks pretty good.

What the old man said is good-looking, is nothing more than the sun at noon in summer, which can faint people, and there are no trees by the lake, so you have to stand in the sun if you want to rest your feet.

When the sun goes down, the red color of the mountain is like climbing into the lake, and the wheel is like a duck egg yolk, the water is sparkling, and the evening breeze is blowing.

But at that time in the afternoon, the surface of the lake will be shone by the sun as if it is shining, and it is all white when you look at it, and you can't see the original emerald green.

The old man described it like this again, and Yan Yi was confused.

"Then do you want to say that the lake is more beautiful at noon or the lake at dusk?"

The old man raised his eyebrows mixed with white hair, looked at the lake, and said leisurely, "In fact, they are all beautiful, I like to come at this time, it is cool, and I don't need to sweat."

"What about the old man?"

"Him? He's like me."

"Do not believe."

"If you don't believe me, ask him, he's asleep."

The old man didn't dare to move as he spoke, the second man leaning on his back started snoring.

Yan Yi squatted by the lake to wash his oily face from excitement, and suddenly heard the old man ask, "Little nerd, do you have a camera?"

"Yes, I plan to take a few pictures later."

"come over."

With a few question marks in my mind, it passed.

The old man pointed in the direction behind him.

"Take a few photos for your grandpa."

"He is sleeping."

"I know, he's still drooling with his mouth open, right?"

"Hey you are amazing."

"That's it, isn't it amazing that my back is wet?"

Yan Yi took out the camera from his bag, "Then take pictures of the second master?"

"Yes, take a few more pictures."

"May I ask the old man what you want to do?"

"I'll tell you when you shoot it."

Yan Yi immediately took a few photos with his hands and feet, and the efficiency was immediate.

Three white-haired old men sleeping soundly drooling, one lying on top of the other.

The old man looked over there for a long time to find which one was better, and Yan Yi wanted to say that it was three identical photos.

In the end, the old man said, then send the three together.

Yanyi was surprised by the result, "Send it away?"

"kindness."

As the old man said, he put the three photos together and put them in his pocket.

"To the old man's relatives?"

"Hey, no, it's the other way around."

Yan Yi thought about the so-called reverse.

"Second Master's relative?"

The old man nodded and said nothing.

This topic gives people a sense of curiosity, and the little West Lake described by the old man this afternoon is hardly mentioned.

Yan Yi thought about it, and began to ask questions tactfully.

"Actually, I've always been weird."

"What's strange?"

"There are a lot of families in the village."

"Don't we have two people in our family?"

"That's different."

The old man blinked, and suddenly smiled, "How did I find out that you are so good at turning corners?"

"No, I'm really curious."

The old man saw that Yan Yi didn't speak, stopped for a while and began to fumble for something in his pocket.

After touching it a few times but not seeing it, the old man still looked anxious.

At first, Yan guessed how amazing it was for the old man to find such a thing.

"Huh? Here?"

The old man took out a lump of candy from his trouser pocket.

"..."

Yan Yi sat on the edge and watched him leisurely unwrap the package, throw it in his mouth and start smashing it, he seemed to enjoy it very much.

"Aren't you going to answer my question?"

"Huh? Did I say that? Why don't I know when it happened?"

Yan Yi wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, with several rumbles.

"It's raining?"

Both were startled.

The old man didn't know when he woke up.

Then the thunder rang, and the sound seemed to pierce the sky and fall down.

Bean big raindrops followed.

Yanyi suggested that if there is a trail, take the trail and go back, it will be much faster that way.

The old man thought about it, but he didn't think of the Xiaodao, but the old man led the way.

It was a dirt road, which had already been soaked by the rain, and the splashed mud fell on the sporadic stones used to pave the road. It was wet and slippery when stepped on, and the soles of the feet became soft one after another.

The two people's hands and feet, which are usually not brisk, are quite steady at this time. The posture is like stepping on a plum blossom pile, and each step is accurate.

Yanyi was about to finish the dirt road.

I sank my foot deeply into the mud and sprained my foot.

Irritated at work, I went to the countryside.

I couldn't find my way on the way to the countryside.

After finding the way, I found that I forgot to book a hotel.

I was hit when I tried to solve it.

I wanted to go to play to calm down, but it rained heavily after arriving at the destination.

When it rained, I sprained my ankle when I took a shortcut and came back.

Yan Yi sat on the armchair in the hall, feeling deeply depressed.

The force of rubbing the medicine on the ankle gradually lost control.

Yanyi added one more item.

I gave myself medicine and made myself hurt.

The screams were terrible.

"Little nerd? What's the matter?" The old man next to him turned his head and saw Yan Yi's bitter face.

Yan Yi held back for a long time, but couldn't figure out how to complain, "No, I just feel that I am unlucky, and nothing is good."

The old man thought about it and enlightened him, "Then why don't you think of something happy, for example, you followed us to the field, isn't it very happy?"

Yanyi seriously recalled the process of what the old man said.

At the beginning of the scene in my mind, there was a picture of myself hanging up and having nowhere to hang.

Bitter Gourd's face deepened, and the grief and anger in his eyes could burn a hole in the ground.

The old man was squatting beside him and rubbing the knees of the second man sitting on the high stool. Seeing his expression, he buried his face in the second man's lap and began to twitch without saying a word.

"What are you laughing at?" The second master shook his thigh and shook the head on his lap.

It's really bad for the old man to say in front of Yan Yi that his bitter and bitter face looks like constipation.

After stealing the fun, he said it was nothing, and reached out to get the medicinal wine, but he couldn't find it for a long time, and looked at the small coffee table, there was nothing.

The second master just caught something. "Hmph, my memory is really bad."

"What's wrong with my poor memory? Don't you still have you? I just need to have a good eye."