The Nirvana of Foreign Girls

Under Xie Lengyun's guidance, the prince Liu Ziye finally understood the sufferings of the world and how to be kind to others. He could treat servants well in the prince's mansion and was no longer gloomy and cruel when he went out to get along with others. The prince's mansion finally had peace. Xie Lengyun felt very relieved and finally lived up to the old lady in the underworld.

Autumn has always been bleak and desolate. If a flute with a sad and sentimental song is added, it will be even more sad and distressing.

Xie Lengyun lay on a rattan chair in the pavilion, listening to the endless thoughts coming from the flower-picking forest, looking up at the sun above, which seemed to be covered with a layer of orange melancholy because of this strong affection.

"My dear disciple, the master finally found you!" At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the wall. Then someone in purple flew down like the wind and rushed to Xie Lengyun. Hug a fat boy and bite him fiercely.

Xie Lengyun looked up and saw two old men, one gray and one purple. The corner of his mouth twitched. Are these two old men used to climbing over people's walls? Why don't they go through the main door?

"Enough! Master!" A little kid rolled his eyes and wiped the saliva on his face with the sleeve of the purple old man in disgust.

"Ah! Yun girl, you are here too!" The purple old man turned his eyes and met Xie Lengyun's funny eyes. He immediately smiled, "What a coincidence! Xiao Xian and I just got here!" He was trying to escape and lost the responsibility of the child.

Xie Lengyun was annoyed: "Master Zi, are you dreaming?"

Huh? The purple old man looked confused and didn't understand what Xie Lengyun meant by his sudden words.

Xiao Xian pulled the corner of the purple old man's clothes and said seriously: "Master, I have always been with my mother and father. Did you come here with Xiao Xian in a dream?" Shengsheng made it clear that he wanted to see his master's joke.

Xie Lengyun snorted.

The purple old man's face suddenly turned red and white, and he glared at the little guy. If it weren't for this kid's love of running around and often playing missing, would he have to see this couple like a mouse seeing a cat? This time he was gone for several months. He and the gray old man had to run around every day to find the kid.

Now, he forgot his master when he saw his mother! I still love this kid so much! What a heartless stinky boy.

Xie Lengyun turned around and saw Leader Zhang appeared at the gate of the courtyard without knowing when.

Xiao Aiji quickly got behind Xie Lengyun. His father's eyes were full of envy.

The purple old man shuddered all over, and jumped behind the gray old man. It took him a while to stick his head out.

"What's going on?" Leader Zhang was already gritting his teeth.

The purple old man shuddered all over. How could such a bright man give birth to such an unpleasant boy? He looked up at Leader Zhang's eyes, which looked like he was possessed by a ghost, and immediately recounted the events of the year in detail.

But he saw that the fine mahogany table next to Leader Zhang had already been broken into pieces.

Xie Lengyun and Leader ZhangFalling from the cliff. Two old men, one gray and one purple, appeared. Xie Lengyun also felt something unusual. It turned out that these two old men were indeed up to something.

"So, old man, you are the general of the past, the father of Leader Zhang. And Master Gray is the King Li of the past, the father of Little Li!" Xie Lengyun looked at the two funny people, in the end, they were actually family members!

However, the son born was completely opposite in temperament. She would rather believe that Little Li was the son of the purple old man, and that her man and the coffin-faced gray old man were father and son.

At this moment, a loud childish laugh came over - it was Little Aiji who was squatting beside Xie Lengyun and eavesdropping.

Everyone raised their eyebrows. What was this kid suddenly going crazy about?

The little guy stood up, walked to Leader Zhang with his hands behind his back, and tried to reach Leader Zhang's shoulder, but because of his height, he had to give up. He patted Leader Zhang's thigh with one hand, and said like a little adult: "Dad, I am now of the same generation as you. You can't just hit me casually."

Xie Lengyun pointed at the little guy's head: "What are you thinking?"

The little guy said seriously: "Dad is the master's son, and I am the master's apprentice. Then Dad and I are of the same generation, right?"

Everyone in the room was stunned. This kid is really smart. He actually calculated it on his own father.

Xie Lengyun looked up and saw that the veins on Leader Zhang's head moved a little. Then he looked down at the little boy who looked proud and still didn't know the danger was coming. A smile spread from the corner of his mouth. The bad-hearted man didn't intend to remind his son.

Little Aiji was in extreme excitement, and was already thinking about how to play a trick on his father. After all, his generation was no lower than his father's, and his father should be helpless against him.

This feeling was really ecstatic! The little guy closed his eyes, looking like he was enjoying it. Floating? Floating? The little guy suddenly felt something was wrong. How could he really float up, and why didn't he feel down to earth?

He opened his eyes, but found that his father's evil face was close at hand.

He was actually picked up by his father.

"Ah! Dad! You actually attacked me!" The little guy yelled, "You can't hit me!"

Leader Zhang narrowed his eyes: "I haven't settled the account with you today!" Not only did he call someone "Dad", but he also said such nonsense to him at this time. No matter how seniority is considered, this stinky boy is still his son! This kid is too naive!

Carrying the little guy, he went to the bedroom. Sure enough, he should be taught to respect his elders and fathers, otherwise, he would be too disrespectful and arrogant.

Along the way, little Aiji cried and begged for mercy: "Mom, aunt, master, uncle, save Xiaoxian! Daddy, Xiaoxian will never dare to do it again! Daddy, please let my little butt go!" This attitude and the speed of change made Xie Lengyun feel ashamed.

The gray old man drank tea calmly.

Haitang looked like she was watching a joke. Watching these two fathers and sons fighting each other every day is really a great pleasure in life.

The purple old man wanted to lend a helping hand. But when he saw his son's icy face, he immediately shrank back. It's worth praying for the little guy silently in his heart.

Xie Lengyun smiled at the father and son who left. These two. They must have been enemies in their previous lives. A sense of happiness filled his heart.

Outside the bustling crowd, two old men, one purple and one gray, stood far away.

The purple old man grinned, rarely showing a loving smile, and then turned around: "Old Gray, we should go." The gray old man glanced at him: "Why don't you be the father of Leader Zhang and enjoy your life?"

The purple old man looked at the sky, a hazy look passed through his face, and he sighed: "The glory and grudges of our generation have been settled. Why should we old people join in the fun? Let it drift away with the glory of the year."

The gray old man looked at him deeply again: "Are you possessed by a ghost?"

"What do you mean?" The purple old man turned his head and widened his eyes.

The gray old man said slowly: "Otherwise, how can you say such serious words?"

The purple old man was so angry when he heard this that the hair on his temples stood up. This gray old man was born to anger him. They have been close friends for a lifetime, and there is no day that he is not angry with his coffin face. Just like his son with a dead face.

"Hey! Are you sure my Zhang'er is not your son? Are you sure you didn't report the wrong son back then?" The purple old man looked him up and down.

The gray old man simply chose to ignore such boring questions.

"Is the little devil leaving?" Changing the subject.

The purple old man curled his lips: "That kid, a white-eyed wolf. He didn't even think about who raised him with shit and piss, and he refused to go with me no matter what!"

The gray old man raised his eyebrows, raised with shit and piss?

"Anyway, that kid is smart and has memorized the basic pharmacology. I'll throw the poison book to him and let him study it himself. This is good, we don't have to look for people all day. We can finally eat all the delicacies in the world with peace of mind. By the way, last time we ate in Yiyang Village, where to go next?" The purple old man was still angry at first, but when he talked about food, he immediately became excited again.

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