After thanking the old man, Huang Tinghui hurriedly caught up with Chen Qiuniang, his wife and the little girl.

I don’t know what kind of physique Chen Qiuniang has. She is pregnant with Liujia, but she can still walk so fast.

When the four of them stopped, they saw a troupe performing next to Jinhe River.

The crowd surged and surrounded the troupe.

You can see the cheers of the crowd from a distance.

Before the previous dynasty, these acrobatics were performed within the palace.

However, starting from the previous dynasty, these acrobatic arts began to move from the palace to the people.

People created a wide variety of new programs.

The rise of tile houses and hook bars also gave artists a place to perform that was easy to get together and disperse.

But New Year’s Eve is a special day, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere.

The troupe also appeared near Kamho, complementing the lantern cruise boats in the distance.

It's quite unique.

Although acrobatics is called "low-grade" and unrefined.

But judging from the current situation.

We know how popular acrobatics was in ancient times when there were not many entertainment activities.

"Hehe, he has changed, he has really changed. It's so amazing. This change of face is so powerful. How come he changed his face in an instant? It's so fast, it's so fast!"

"This is how people eat, can you not be happy? This face-changing trick is really interesting!"

"Look, there are also fire-breathing. If you use wine to spray such a big fire, aren't they afraid of burning themselves?"

"That's what's really powerful. Such a long sword was swallowed like this. Is this something a human can do?"

The people watching were talking a lot. Chen Qiuniang stood on tiptoes and looked inside, but she couldn't see anything.

But Chen Qiuniang, who has a lively temperament, followed the crowd and applauded desperately.

The little girl's face was also flushed, and her little hands were clapping so hard that they almost turned red.

At this time, Huang Tinghui had an idea in his mind. He suddenly whispered in the little girl's ear: "Lian'er, do you want to see more fully?"

"All of them?" The little girl raised her head and looked at Huang Tinghui strangely.

"Yes, let you see more fully!" Huang Tinghui nodded to the little girl and said.

"How can I see it more fully?"

The little girl looked at Huang Tinghui with some confusion and asked.

"That's right!" Huang Tinghui said in the little girl's ear.

"Ah?" When she heard Huang Tinghui whisper in her ear, the little girl's face turned into a red apple in an instant.

Do it in public!

It seems like some, some...

The little girl lowered her head. She didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Husband, wouldn't it be bad to do this?"

The little girl's voice was like a mosquito. She didn't expect that her husband would come up with such a solution.

"What's wrong?"

"You are my wife, and I am your husband!" Huang Tinghui insisted.

In another era, this was a perfectly normal thing.

Huang Tinghui doesn't care about other people's opinions. It's true that the little girl is happy.

Besides, after leaving this county, no one will remember them after a while.

"Come up!" Huang Tinghui said to the little girl.

"Um!"

Seeing Huang Tinghui's persistence, the little girl could only do as Huang Ting said and sit on his shoulders.

Huang Tinghui was already tall, so when he carried the little girl on his shoulders, he immediately felt like he stood out from the crowd.

"You can see it so clearly!" The little girl sitting on Huang Tinghui's shoulder clapped her hands desperately.

But I was extremely happy in my heart.

"You, you guys..."

"In public, it's really, really..."

"If you want to do this, go home and do it!"

"It's really insulting to gentlemen..."

Seeing Huang Tinghui carrying the little girl up, a scholar standing next to Huang Tinghui puffed his beard and said with eyes wide open.

The scholar, who was deeply baptized by feudal ethics, pointed at Huang Tinghui and made a burst of output.

"What's wrong? I'm so insulting. What else do you want me to do?"

"I'm carrying my own wife, what's so insulting to me?" Huang Tinghui was not one to be bullied, he retorted disdainfully.

"My wife is married to me, Mingzheng, and we are a legal couple!"

"I'm just carrying my wife. Which commandment is violated?"

"You are accusing me, why don't you accuse those scholars who look polite but go to brothels to find girls from brothels?"

"You are pretending to be a saint here, so what do you think?"

In terms of bickering, Huang Tinghui has never lost to anyone.

If that person only accused himself, then Huang Tinghui would probably just turn a blind eye or close one eye.

But he was pointing at his wife. How could a wife-loving man like Huang Tinghui endure it?

"you you……"

"Hmph..." The scholar was choked and speechless by Huang Tinghui's words.

He probably knew that his skills in bickering were far inferior to Huang Tinghui's.

The scholar had no choice but to turn his head to the other side and stopped talking to Huang Tinghui.

"It's such a powerful mouth, it choked the man and made him speechless!"

“Sister Wu’s husband is so awesome!”

Chen Qiuniang has a lively temperament, and the scene just now was caught in her eyes.

Seeing that Huang Tinghui had won the fight, she couldn't help but give Huang Tinghui a thumbs up and praised him fiercely.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Ahem, cough..." Lu Daoming felt a little offended when he saw his wife praising other men.

Although Lu Daoming is a straight man, he probably doesn't know what "jealous" means.

But I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

So he "coughed" several times to show his presence.

"Madam, I'm still here!"

This young man's voice actually contained some resentment. Huang Tinghui felt a chill down his back when he heard this voice.

"Of course I know you're here!"

"What's the difference between just being here and not being there?"

"It's like a piece of wood, it can be hammered. Look how good Sister Wu is!"

"Her husband is looking at her, how clearly can Zaxier see it?" Chen Qiuniang said pointedly.

"ah?"

Lu Daoming glanced at Wu Feilian's petite body, and then at his pregnant wife.

Huang Tinghui felt that the rich man's calves in front of him were trembling.

I saw Lu Daoming waving his hands repeatedly and saying to his wife: "Madam, you can't do it, you can't do this!"

"You're pregnant!"

Lu Daoming was not a pedantic scholar. His first reaction was that he couldn't bear it, and it would be too dangerous for his wife to sit on his shoulders.

After saying this, Lu Daoming gave Huang Tinghui a rather resentful look.

Huang Tinghui was frightened at this sight.

"Pfft..." Chen Qiuniang had teased her husband enough and couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

"I'm just teasing you, your wife knows what's important!"

"It's just that Sister Wu is really enviable!"

"Sister, you have a good husband!"

Chen Qiuniang said with a smile.

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Chapter completed!