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Chapter 15: People Comparing Yuhua with Interpretation (1)

Today is the happy day for the book friend of Apple555555@Chen Min. I have known each other for many years and am very happy to hear the good news. I would like to congratulate you with this chapter. I wish my brothers a good marriage and a son soon. Congratulations!
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Back to the village, it was just after noon.
Yang Shouwen walked into the courtyard and saw the young lady sitting on the porch outside the main hall, holding her chin in a daze.
In the past, when I saw Yang Shouwen coming back, my young lady had already come to meet her.
But today she ignored Yang Shouwen, as if she didn't see Yang Shouwen. She twisted her body and pouted her mouth and didn't look at Yang Shouwen, as if she was angry with someone. Yang was busy at the kitchen door. When she saw Yang Shouwen, she let out a light breath and smiled at him, "Da Lang is back, wait a moment, lunch will be ready soon."
"Auntie, I said, don't call me Dalang."
Yesterday, I finally turned Lao Hu around, but I didn’t expect that there was one person in my family.
Every time he heard the word "Dalang", Yang Shouwen would feel that he was not bad, and he seemed to be getting worse.
Yang smiled and said, "I forgot about this, and I will pay attention in the future."
It is indeed not easy for me to call "Dalang" who has been calling me for more than ten years to correct it.
Yang Shouwen leaned his gun against the pillar, walked to Youniang, squatted down and smiled, "What's wrong with Youniang? Who bullied you? Tell Brother Sighzi to help you get revenge... Look, look, this little mouth can even hang an oil gourd."
"Brother Sitzi is not good!"
"What?"
The young lady pouted, and tears were in her big watery eyes.
"Brother Sitzi doesn't tell Youniang when he goes out. Youniang has been worried since he wakes up in the morning. Brother Sitzi is the worst."
Yang Shouwen felt warm in his heart, and sat down and hugged his young lady in his arms.
"Young mom is not angry. Brother Yizi is going out to do business. If you have this situation in the future, you must tell Youn mom not to worry."
"real?"
"certainly!"
Yang Shouwen said, stretching out his little finger, "Come on, pull the hook."
"Hooking and hanging on it will not change for a hundred years."
The young lady said in a tender voice, and her tight little face burst into tears and smiled brightly.
"Young mom knew you went out last night, so she sat here waiting for you to come back."
After finishing the work in his hand, Yang stood up and wiped it on the floral cloth apron around his waist, "Yizi, don't take risks like this in the future. The mountain road is difficult to walk, and there is still heavy fog. If something happens, young mother and I will be worried."
Her words were gentle and dull, but with a strong sense of care.
No wonder, after living together for ten years, Yang has long regarded Yang Shouwen as a family.
Yang Shouwen quickly apologized: "Don't worry, aunt, I will be careful in the future."
He decided not to tell Yang and Youniang what happened to him at Xiaomaite Temple last night. If Yang and Youniang knew that he was attacked in the temple and killed someone, he might be worried, and he would have to chatter at that time.
The feeling of home is so good!
After spending the whole night in tension, I felt much more relaxed when I got home.
After lunch, Yang Shouwen took two cows and walked out. The young lady followed him like a little tail, so he simply picked her up and let her ride on the cow's back, which made the young lady laugh even more happily.
It was still the stream that day, and the hillside that day.
Two yellow oxen were walking along the stream with a serene car, while Yang Shouwen was lying on the hillside. The sunshine in mid-autumn afternoon shone on his body, warm and comfortable. The young lady imitated Yang Shouwen and lay on the grass beside him. The two of them looked at the blue sky together and saw white clouds leisurely. The wind blowing from the mountains was very soft and comfortable. Yang Shouwen unknowingly, tiredness surged.
He didn't sleep all night and was really sleepy.
I was so nervous before, but now I have eaten my stomach and bathed in the sunshine. The soft wind blew my face and couldn't hold on.
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It is still that majestic palace, beautiful.
There was still a sea of ​​fire, and there were palace maids and girls running around in a mess.
The shouts of killing came one after another, sometimes far and sometimes near. The woman who couldn't see her appearance appeared again in Yang Shouwen's sight, shouting "The Prince Consort" in her mouth, and staggering towards him... And behind her, the young man holding the sword suddenly appeared.
Yang Shouwen suddenly opened his eyes and gasped.
"Brother Sitzi, what's wrong with you?"
The young lady's soft voice sounded in her ears, making Yang Shouwen come to her senses.
He turned his head and saw Young Lady sitting beside him and looking at him.
"Young mom doesn't have to worry, she just had a nightmare."
"Nightmare is the most annoying thing, and my young mother has had nightmares."
The young lady's tone was a little angry, but looking at the smile on her face, it seemed that she had nightmares like Yang Shouwen, and she was a little happy.
"Young mom also had nightmares, what did she dream about?"
Yang Youniang was stunned for a moment, suddenly appeared confused, and said softly: "Young mom dreaming that her brother didn't want her anymore. Youniang kept calling her brother, but her brother ignored her and just walked forward... Youniang chased her, but her brother went further and further. Then, the young mom fell down, and her brother didn't come to help her... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo
As she spoke, she started crying, tears flowing.
The little look really broke Yang Shouwen's heart. He hurriedly hugged Young Lady in his arms and whispered: "Young Lady doesn't cry, how could Brother Yizi ignore Youni... Dreams are all against you. Brother Yizi will not ignore Youni Lady, and will protect Youni Lady forever."
"But, but..."
The young lady sobbed, wanting to say something.
Yang Shouwen hugged her tightly in his arms and whispered: "Don't worry, young mom, no one in this world can stop Brother Yizi from protecting Young mom. If anyone dares to bully Young mom, Brother Yizi will never forgive him. Don't worry, Brother Yizi is by Youniang's side."
"A lifetime?"
"Yeah, for a lifetime."
A smile appeared on the young lady's face.
The pear blossoms are covered in rain, which makes people feel so painful.
Yang Shouwen rolled his eyes and stood up and looked around.
Not far away, there was a blooming wild flower. He ran over, picked the wild flower, quickly turned into a flower vine, and then ran back and put it on the young lady's head.
"Look, Young Mother is so beautiful, more beautiful than these flowers. How could Brother Yizi ignore Young Mother?"
Hearing these words, the young lady immediately smiled.
In the sunshine, her beautiful smile really made her flower vine eclipse...
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Night is coming.
The young lady who followed Yang Shouwen for the afternoon was also tired. After dinner, she went back to the house to rest early.
Yang was cleaning up the kitchen, while Yang Shouwen stood alone in the field in the front yard with a gun. He bathed in the moonlight and suddenly shook his gun. The tiger swallowed the big gun in his hands became particularly light and flexible, as if he had life.
Yang Shouwen's grandfather was once a powerful general and later lived in seclusion at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
He once studied Taoism in Wudang Mountain, learned the golden toad guidance technique, and taught it to Yang Shouwen. It is said that this golden toad guidance technique was a Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain. He accidentally watched the golden toad swallow the moon, so he created this technique of guiding breathing.
Yang Dafang's family has passed the nine-way nine-son serial guns, and the killing method is extremely fierce.
However, because the marksmanship is too strong and the murderous aura is too strong, it will cause many hidden injuries, making it difficult to live long. The Golden Toad Guidance Technique can neutralize the strong power. In Yang Shouwen's view, the so-called Golden Toad Guidance Technique is actually an internal breathing technique in later generations. For seventeen years, he has been confused, but under the supervision of Yang Dafang, he integrated the Golden Toad Guidance Technique and the Nine-Son-Serial Guns, which has made the original strong and fierce gun technique add a bit of feminineness and ruthlessness.
"Good shooting skills!"
Just as Yang Shouwen immersed his body and mind in the shooting skills, he suddenly heard a cheer.
He quickly put away his gun and looked in front of him, and saw two people standing at the gate of the courtyard, one was Yang Chenglie and the other was strong.
That strong man, Yang Shouwen is not unfamiliar with him.
In fact, he had already seen him in Xiao Maitreya Temple during the day, and he was Yang Chenglie's assistant, the head of the arrest team in Changping County.
Guan Hu and Yang Shouwen are about the same, around 175 cm.
He is stout and solid, with a beard on his face and a bit ferocious.
Yang Chenglie also had a look of admiration in his eyes, but his face was as calm as water, and he didn't seem to care about Yang Shouwen's gun technique.
"Why didn't Ah Lang inform him in advance? There was no food on the fire."
Chapter completed!
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