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Chapter 77 Chanting (End)

PS: When reading this article, please note that it was written by the real Bai Ning.

He thought...

On the path outside the house, only a carriage stopped. A man in soap clothes who scared him fell down under the chariot. The curtain was lifted, and a slender figure stepped down on the stool, followed by a luxuriously dressed woman.

Bai Yi was confused. He hadn't seen this youngest brother for many years. He only remembered that when his father was still there, he led Bai Ning away, saying that it was to marry a wife for his elder brother to continue the family's incense. Later, he learned that his father had sold Bai Ning into the palace. He remembered that when Bai Ning left that day, he was only as tall as his chest, black hair, and although his face was dirty, he was very handsome. His big eyes were smart, as if he could speak.

Many times, Bai Yi sat on the farm and remembered that there was a younger brother, and he felt that he would never see him again in his life. Now that his younger brother is back and he is back as a high-ranking official, but will he... blame us?

At this moment, the strange silver hair and the robe that made people fear, he was excited and scared every time he came over. When the visitor walked to him, Bai Yi found that he was only the other party's shoulders high. He raised his head carefully and whispered: "Xiao...Xiao Ning?"

"Um…."

Under the silver hair, the face still had the once familiar outline, and he simply replied, "It's me... I'm back."

.....

The man in red clothes sobbed, and his thick hands suddenly covered his face and started crying. Bai Muqiu's cold gaze melted slightly, and there was a hint of soreness in his heart. He knew that it was the throbbing of the blood-connected body, a family affection belonging to this body itself.

Some things and some emotions will not be cut off due to identity barriers.

Alas——Bai Muqiu sighed slightly in his heart, hugged his second brother's shoulder, "Bai Ning is back, your youngest brother is back, you should be happy."

The farmer buried his head nodded, with a bright smile on his vicissitudes of life. He wanted to pull Bai Muqiu's hand, but when he saw the extremely luxurious palace robe, he rubbed his hands embarrassedly, ran into the house, moved a few worn low stools, and put them in the yard with benches.

"Xiao Ning, my second brother's house is small and dirty and messy, so don't go in and sit in." Bai Yi said honestly, using the clothes that were usually too precious to be used to wipe the stool, "Let's sit in the yard, it's bright here...hehe... bright."

Then she invited Xifu to sit down. She smiled and sat down next to Bai Muqiu, but she had no regrets about the surrounding environment, or the old house she used to be even more unbearable than this.

When Xiaoping was invited to a child, she glanced at the black stool, shook her head, and said, "I have been riding a horse for a day and want to stand."

Cao Shaoqin said: "Sa family is a servant. When the supervisor sits, the Sa family should be alert. Brother, don't be too polite."

"Okay... I'm the governor... My second brother asked you to sit down, so sit down for me." Bai Muqiu handed the book in his hand to Xifu, and his tone became harder.

Then the two of them found the bench and sat down. Xiaopinger muttered: "If I had known, I would have gone to send a gift from Luan Tingyu."

Among the five, only Bai Muqiu and his second brother Bai Yi were talking about family matters. Sometimes Xifu would intervene in and say a few words, but they were all inconsistent words, which also activated the atmosphere between the two. When he heard that his younger brother was already a celebrity around the emperor, Bai Yi's head became a little stiff, and later he said that he was in charge of a yamen, he no longer cared about it.

In his knowledge of a yamen, perhaps it is almost the same as that of the magistrate H County.

Xifu suddenly had a roar when he arrived, and she said aloofly: "My husband... is so hungry..."

Bai Yi stood up with a blushing face and said a little embarrassedly: "Who... Second brother is just happy... Forgot to cook... Second brother will do it now."

As he said that, he got up and headed towards the chicken pen not far away. When he opened the cage door, there was only an old hen inside, and there were two warm eggs in the chicken coop. It was not difficult to see that it was a hen specially used for laying eggs in the family, and it was the only poultry.

"Forget it, second brother, let your younger brother come."

Bai Muqiu stopped him from killing the hen, and then clapped his hands. Gao Yanei and Xiao Chenzi, who were accompanying him, quickly called people to carry the guys who were eating and cook. After all, it is impossible to go far away without the chefs or the like.

A meal was not long after, and soon, a table was filled with food that Bai Yi had never seen before. Seeing that he didn't dare to move his chopsticks, he took the initiative to pick up the food and put it in his bowl, "I...I remember there is a third sister at home... Where is the third sister?"

Bai Muqiu was holding the vegetables and talking, but there was no expression on his face.

“This…this….”

Bai Yi hesitated for a moment and patted his thigh. When he thought that since his younger brother was a high-ranking official or a celebrity around the emperor, what else was he afraid of? He immediately told him about the situation of the third sister's white tears.

Hearing this, Cao Shaoqin put down his bowls and chopsticks, held the white dragon sword and stood up to greet dozens of people and left.

Bai Yi looked at the person far away at a loss and whispered: "Xiao Ning, second... Did the second brother say something wrong?"

"Brother..."

Bai Muqiu patted him on the back and comforted him: "You said it was right, someone did something wrong."

Bai Yi didn't know what he meant, so he nodded blankly and ate attentively. Shortly after the meal, the afternoon sun was still bright. Xifu went to the carriage to take a nap, while Bai Muqiu looked at the book in his hand.

"Brother...what are you looking at?" Bai Yi leaned over and took a look.

"It's just a Buddhist scripture... to nourish the mind."

Bai Muqiu did not look up, and after saying something, suddenly there was a quarrel in front of him. Then, a man was thrown to the ground and lay on his feet.

He raised his head and stared at the rich man, then moved back and saw a woman in her twenties with a pretty face and a little similar to her, except that there were many wrinkles on her face and looked much older.

The woman was nervous and trembling. When she saw Bai Yi, her eyes lit up and rushed over, hugging him and crying bitterly. Her hands covered with calluses and wounds kept slapping Bai Yi's back.

"Sister Three, don't cry first... don't cry first... see who that is." Bai Yi pointed over.

"I don't care who you are. I know the magistrate, this white-haired man, I remember you." The man on the ground cursed, and then a sword was inserted into his thigh and nailed it.

Bai Yi and the woman were so scared that they shrank back. Bai Yi hurriedly said, "Brother... don't kill people, that's illegal and will ruin your future."

"Brother?" The woman seemed to have bad eyes. She squinted her eyes and looked at Bai Muqiu carefully. She walked over slowly but didn't dare to touch her, "You... are you... Bai Ning?"

Bai Muqiu did not agree or deny it, staring at the man on the ground coldly, "Brother... the person who talked to me about the Dharma has no good ending." Long sleeves waved, "Looking at him, pulling him down and killing him, by the way..."

Cao Shaoqing clasped his fists: "When my subordinate came back, he had done it."

Bai Ti was not stupid and was shocked, "Little brother, kill someone, that would be a crime. Second brother is right, it will ruin your future."

Bai Muqiu turned his face to look at her, reached out to gently brush her caring face, her voice was very soft and cold, "At home, it's enough to have me alone as a slave..."

Immediately, I picked up the Buddhist scripture and tore it into pieces and threw it on the dragged Mr. Tian, ​​"The Buddha's sutra... is really hard to recite... I have a butcher's knife in my heart... I'd better forget it..."
Chapter completed!
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