Bai Lutiao doesn’t believe "really?"

"Of course it’s true." Her eyes nodded firmly. "Your sister, I’m a general from North Chongqing. Who dares to go looking for trouble to bully me? Isn’t that asking for it? "
Bailu Tiao frowned and wanted to think that what she said was reasonable, so she slowed down the excitement.
Bai Qi patted his arm and added, "Come on, don’t be paranoid. Go back to rest so late. God, you have work to do."
White road stunned. "What is it?"
"Didn’t you just come back from the’ palace? Miss San didn’t choose a new house for you? " Bai Qi raised my hand and patted him on the head. "You must not hurry up and decorate your new house? Still waiting for the temporary arrangement on the wedding day? Niang will scold you to death. "
White road all blinked suddenly to react.
He smiled, "Yes, there is still a lot to do."
"Go home quickly."
Bai Lutiao nodded. "Well, you should go back early, even if you are in a bad mood, you have to sleep first."
"got it"
Bailu Tiao waved his hand at her and separated from Bai Qi at the fork in the road.
Bai Lu went to the right, and his yard was there. Bai Qi went to the left, and her yard full of pear trees was at the end of that road.
After a few steps, Bai Qi looked back at Bailu Tiao.
He has gone far away, and his tall figure soon melts into the night, and then disappears in a flash.
Bai Qi blinked her eyes and smiled, and all converged. She sighed and walked on.
The night is dark, and the clouds are surging with it.
Gradually cover up the bright moon to most of it.
The bright moonlight is covered, and the night is deeper and darker.
Chapter 43 Chapter 43
The day after, Bai Lutiao was busy decorating the new house in Baifu. He remembered that there were many things in Liang Yannian’s courtyard, such as ginkgo trees, swings and ponds.
At this time, it is not suitable to break ground and transplant a big ginkgo tree, and the pond can’t be dug now, but the swing in the courtyard can still be erected.
Bai Lutiao took half a catty and two in the courtyard for a long time, and set up a swing swing frame with two swings in the courtyard.
The swing frame was specially erected on a leafy tree in the courtyard, where there was a good shade position, and two long flower ponds were newly built around it. According to Liang Yannian’s courtyard, the most rose and gardenia were planted in blocks.
There are also some jasmine flowers neatly placed on the eaves in flowerpots.
It is near dusk to tidy up everything.
Bailu Tiao wiped his forehead and took a deep breath. He went out again and felt that it was much more tiring to get these fine things than to practice. He suddenly felt that his mother had worked hard to take care of many complicated things in the house on weekdays.
On the other side of the palace, except for meals, Liang Yannian stayed in her secluded courtyard.
In the afternoon, I watched the ninth day and read him stories. After taking a nap, I played with him in the courtyard for a while and took him back to his room to teach him to read and write.
He is too young to know complicated words, and he can’t remember Liang Yannian immediately, so he first wrote his name "the ninth day" on paper, and then showed it to him and told him that this was his name.
On the ninth day, I stared at the paper for a long time and then nodded solemnly.
Liang Yannian held his hand and taught him to write those two words, one stroke at a time. He was slow and patient. He was very obedient on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month. He followed Liang Yannian seriously and learned to write his own name.
After Liang Yannian taught him to write for ten times, he began to write by himself.
His gesture of holding a pen is a little rusty. Without Liang Yannian’s help, he even has some instability in holding a pen. Liang Yannian didn’t help immediately, but he was soft and awake. What should he do to let him slowly improve himself?
On the ninth day, he was a little worried, but he could listen to Liang Yan’s words and sit upright. Adjust his pen-holding gesture according to Liang Yan’s words, and then press the paper with the other hand and carefully touch the ink tip to draw traces on the white paper.
He is cautious in every stroke, as if he is worried that his handwriting is wrong and that the ink will stain his clothes.
On this day, Liang Yannian was in his own yard with the ninth day.
She didn’t leave her hospital much before. She stayed in her room and no one was suspicious. She personally looked after the ninth day and didn’t let him run around. No one except Cui Cui found him there.
Soon dark arrival, dark night will cover the earth and cover the bustling and noisy Kyoto city during the day.
In the middle of the night, there are nebulae climbing and embracing with the wind, and then everything is fine and the city is calm, just like the previous nights.
Alfred Hitchcock Presents" The Morning After
Liang Yannian got up early as usual, and after a little activity in the courtyard, he turned back to the room and gently awakened the ninth day.
On the ninth day, the little hand rubbed his eyes and gave out a soft meaning that he had not yet woken up. "Well …"
He held out his hands and Liang Yannian picked him up. He dressed and washed him.
Cui Cui brought millet porridge and steamed buns and woke up again. "It’s about time for you to go to the hall for breakfast, miss."
Liang Yannian nodded and leaned over in front of the ninth grade to do judo. "The ninth grade sister is going to have breakfast now. Let Cui Cui have breakfast with you here. I will be back soon, okay?"
The ninth day obediently nodded.
"Good boy"
Liang Yannian smiled and pinched his face and got up.
hall
Liang Yan read Liang Wu and An Yudan haven’t come yet, but a few days ago, Liang Jiaoyue was lying in the room because of burnout. Today, when she saw Liang Yan read, she smiled and waved her hand at her and motioned for her to sit beside her.
Liang Yannian smiled and walked over and sat in the seat beside Liang Jiaoyue.
Liang Jiaoyue looked at Liang Yannian and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Liang Yannian nodded. "Sleep well, elder sister. How about you?"
"Not bad, right? Same as before."
The words sound just fell and Liang Zhaoxin came quickly with a happy smile and sat next to Liang Yannian.
Liang Jiaoyue also smiled and asked her, "Did Zhao Xin sleep well last night?"
Liang Zhaoxin nodded and gestured with a smile. What about you, sister? Are you still comfortable?