"Go! You little devil, didn't you see what's written on the lantern? You dare to talk nonsense, just step aside!" After hearing what the groom said, Bihe looked at the words on the red lantern - red candle
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The little guy glanced at it disdainfully and hummed, "A red lantern is just a red lantern, and a red candle. Hum!..." She was humming, but her voice sounded so cute?
The groom wanted to drive this little devil away, which could be regarded as a sign of virtue, so he shouted, "Little devil, get out of the way!" The word "red candle" represents the master who no one dares to mess with in this area. He is not a kind person, and ordinary people
It's better to stay away, especially from a little guy like this, who will never get over once he comes in.
Just as the coachman was about to get out of the car, the voice in the carriage rang again, softly and silently, "Let him come up."[
When the groom thought about it, he could only sigh in his heart, it was too late.
Bi He's ears were very sharp. As soon as he heard that sentence, he had already rushed to the carriage and said with a smile, "Don't go back on your words."
"Miss Hong always says what she says. Little devil, please move the tree pole away before you come up."
"Oh, I forgot, I'm sorry. Please wait a little longer." After saying that, Bihe ran to the middle of the road and moved the tree pole a little, just enough to allow the carriage to pass. It's not that she didn't want to move them all.
It was to take precautions. If when she was trying her best to drag the tree pole, the groom suddenly picked up the car and left, what would be a big loss?!
Hmm, this is called being good at calculations.
Bihe slipped into the carriage and just stayed outside the carriage, sitting next to the driver.
When I came up, I let the wind blow and I shivered for a while.
"Let's set off!" the coachman shouted, and then with a "drive" sound and a flick of his whip, the carriage began to run forward, slowly at first, and then faster and faster.
Gradually, Bi He held on to the board beside him and realized that the old coachman's driving skills were much better than Luo Tuo's. He didn't see bumps very much and could run faster than Luo Tuo. He looked at the coachman and saw that he was around sixty years old.
His face was covered with wrinkles and his expression was peaceful. It seemed that everything in the past had been settled by the years...