Chapter 183: Xiaocheng Chaos (23) [Please give me a monthly vote]
Zhai Huan made up his mind to make a big vote.
But he never expected that the vote was so big.
Let’s talk about it for the time being.
Chen Tang was invited by the young man to visit his tent. The camp''s tent was large, with several thick layers of felt animal skin on the ground, and the lower feet felt soft, which also shows his position among the rebels. Unlike the refreshing and clean impression he gives, this nest is quite messy.
It seems that it can be perfectly interpreted with just one word.
Doghouse (ω)
Literally a messy dog ??kennel.
All kinds of small things were thrown on the ground at will.
Chen Tang scanned casually and found many rare things. In the corners, exquisitely shaped gold, silver, jade, and precious antiques were everywhere. There was a plate of bright pearls with a large length of eyes on the table.
The young man didn''t even look at him, and just scanned it.
Pearls rolled to the ground with crackling sounds.
Touching his hand to the bottom of the low table, taking out the neatly tidy thick paper full of ghostly paintings, and raising his head to greet Chen Tang and sitting down. He was not used to sitting tired, and in private, he and Shen Tang were the only ones, so he would do whatever he felt comfortable.
One leg is placed relaxed and comfortable, and the other leg is supported as the support of the right arm. When you are tired, the center of gravity will move sideways. Comfort is comfortable, but no matter how some people see it, such as - praying for good.
He sat upright, looking at his nose and his nose.
Chen Tang never knew how to write the word "polite".
She also sat down, more casual than a young man.
Asked the young man: "No one packed up these things for you?"
It’s really a rich man if you throw so much money on the ground at will!
"I don''t like someone entering my territory..." The young man looked for his proud works a few days ago without raising his head. "As for these worthless pieces, how much do you want... Well, I found it, Mama, how do you think I did?"
His eyes were bright and his mouth was raised with a beautiful curve, as if he was waiting for the amazed scene of Chen Tang.
Chen Tang: “…????”
Not worthless...
Broken stuff?
She said, "You hurt me."
The young man was shocked, frightened and aggrieved.
"Burning you? When did it happen? I didn''t."
"You have it!" Chen Tang sighed and drooped, teasing with a smile: "I am a poor man, I am penniless, so poor that I have to study how to drink the northwest wind and not starve to death. Do you say this in front of such a poor poor man, and you still say that you didn''t hurt me?"
The young man was silent and after a while he understood what it meant, he said, "If you like, you can give it to you, so that you will be endless? No, no, no, no, no, no, these on the ground are not good, I will turn around and have someone take some again... as much as you want."
"How much do you want...will your adoptive father have any objections?" Chen Tang''s words did not mean to sow discord. She was just purely curious. Why would adoptive father indulge his adopted son to be so prodigal?
"Entertainment Father? He won''t say anything." The young man''s voice became much lighter than before. Chen Tang thought the young man was unhappy, so he knew the tactfulness and stopped mentioning this, and looked down at the music score he gave him carefully.
Perhaps it is related to Chen Tang''s writing, she was stressed when she saw the music score written by the young man without any pressure, and hummed lightly, and from time to time, tapping the table with her fingers to look for a beat.
Qi Shan: “…”
He shouldn''t be here, he should be outside!
But I was worried that Chen Xiaolangjun was alone with a young man who didn''t know the truth. He had to endure the pain of his ears being poisoned and try his best to relax and not think about the detonation. At this time, the young man looked at Chen Tang with one hand on his chin: "Mama, what happened just now..."
Chen Tang looked up at him: "What''s the matter?"
Halfway through words.
"My righteous brother is rude and offended Mama, I apologize to you on behalf of him." His righteous brother will suffer a great loss sooner or later. Chen Tang was stunned for a moment before remembering what the young man was referring to.
The bearded man was "pointing and scolding".
No, it’s not “pointing to the mulberry and scolding the locust”.
The real "pointing and scolding" at least has a layer of fig leaf, and the bearded man is a bright humiliation. Let’s first say “The family of the daughter in the Central Plains is different from ordinary barbarians.” Isn’t it because they are different flowers to scold young people as “barbarians”? That paragraph after that became even more despicable.
When talking about fireworks and willow alleys for no reason, he secretly mocked Chen Tang and compared her to a woman in style. What is the identity of the young man who brought her back?
When she heard that passage, her eyes rolled on the sky. Such a petty, I was useless to lose my body at a high altitude.
But this is not the point.
Chen Tang exclaimed.
"You can understand that he is..."
If you don’t understand, you won’t apologize for others privately.
"Of course I can understand. I have learned elegant language since I was a child and have worked hard. However, my family around me used to speak more of my hometown dialect, so I used elegant language less and had a heavy accent, which sounded very bad." Although this sentence was said with a smile, there was a flash of coldness in my eyes. If Qi Shan and Shen Tang had not been paying attention to it, they would have ignored it.
Chen Tang raised his eyebrows in his heart.
It seems that this young man is not as simple and straightforward as he is - in comparison, Xiao Fang is indeed a little easier to deceive.
The young man approached and asked, "Mama, how do you look at the music score?"
Qi Shan rolled his eyes in his heart and was always ready to save the scene - Humph, he wanted to hear what comments Chen Xiaolangjun could say.
Unexpectedly, Chen Tang commented and appreciated it in a similar way: "The first half of the lunar month is homesick, and the second half is homesick. At first I thought this was missing my lover, but when I savored the feelings in the song, I had an impulse to cry. It should be the prodigal son who missed his homesickness and the wandering son who remembered his mother..."
The young man suddenly opened his eyes slightly and his lips twitched.
Gradually, red crawled around the eyes.
Tears were about to fall.
Qi Shan: “…”
For a moment, I had the illusion of doubting life.
What did you really make Chen Xiaolangjun come to the point?
Hey, it''s true.
At the beginning of this music score, he accidentally ate a dish of hometown style, which was also the only dish that his mother was good at. As he ate, he thought of his mother.
That night, I tossed and turned and couldn''t sleep, so I put on my clothes in the middle of the night and went to the East Kitchen.
Inspiration bursts out and thoughts flow, I will write this music score.
He didn''t expect Mama to really understand him.
Qi Shan looked at the young man with red eyes, and he looked at the contents of ghost-like talismans on the music score, and fell into long self-doubt.
He really couldn''t understand how Chen Xiaolangjun tasted the core feelings of "the prodigal son missed his homesickness and the wandering son remembered his mother" from words such as "I don''t sleep at night" and "I was caught stealing vegetables in the middle of the night"? Is it wrong him or others wrong?
Just when he was doubting his life, Chen Tang''s operation broke through his lower limit. Chen Xiaolangjun actually asked him to accompany the music, and the three of them wanted to "make friends with joy"! Qi Shan''s expression was instantly distorted.
It took a lot of reason to suppress the urge to lift the table and leave.
Don’t insult the four words “I Le to make friends”!
only-
When the young man turned over and found a jade flute, he looked at him expectantly. He endured it and kept telling himself that this was the enemy base camp, this was the enemy base camp, this was the enemy base camp... and he smiled and took over the expensive jade flute.
The young man beats the drum, and the Shentang plays the pipa.
Qi Shan: “…”
Is this torture? ? ?
(This chapter ends)