The night is deep.

Sitting in the pavilion of Xingchen sect, tea and cakes are placed on the table, listening to the cicadas and frogs around, feeling the rich aura emanating from the sea of medicine, singing to relax and feel the comfort at this time.

It's reasonable to say that summer has come, and there should be more mosquitoes on duanlong mountain, but this is not the case. It can't be said that there is no mosquito in the whole duanlong mountain. At least, there is no mosquito in Xingchen sect. It's not because the murderous spirit of Gao Ge and others is so strong that mosquitoes don't dare to approach. This statement is too middle two, After all, what mosquitoes do is lick blood on the tip of the knife.

Just because Xie Zhuo Lian planted a strange medicinal material in the medicine sea, the fragrance can disperse mosquitoes, and the value of this medicinal material itself is also very good, which also makes Gao Ge realize how wise it was to let Xingchen sect have a medicine thatched cottage and deceive Xie Zhuo Lian.

Smelly boy, sneak here to drink, and don't know to call me. Gao Ming stood behind Gao Song and slapped him on the back of the head.

Dad, heaven and earth conscience, I'm drinking tea, not drinking. He said with a bitter face.

Ha ha, tea is also good! It's better to be nagged by your mother. Gao Ming sat in front of the singing and said with a smile.

Gao Ge immediately raised his hand and brought a cup of tea to his father.

Not far from the pavilion, there is a street lamp, surrounded by many flying insects under the orange light.

Looking at the tired look on Gao Ming's face, he sang and smiled and said, what have you done? My mother has to chase and scold you again?

Gaoming suddenly remembered this episode, stared and sang, angrily said, you still have the face to say, no, it's still because of you.

Huh?

Your mother also blamed me for talking so much that she couldn't hold her granddaughter. Gao Ming sighed.

How many days have passed?

It has nothing to do with how many days. Gao Ming said, it's not a year and a half. Do you think your mother can let it go? No, even after a year and a half, it's useless. If I annoy your mother one day, your mother will have to turn over the old account.

Mention these, clever is a bitter tear.

Saying this, Gao Ming also stopped.

Forget it, don't say that

I'm afraid I'll talk too much. You don't dare to get married.

Singing and laughing, don't say, I really think so.

Gao Ming's face has changed. Don't hold Gao Song's arm. If it's true, your father and I won't want to live in the next life.

Then Gao Ming took another cup and took a sip.

Tut Tut, this tea is really good. You can prepare some for me later and I'll send some to my former friends.

Let me tell my mother that I can't buy this tea with money. At least a few hundred pounds. Sing.

Gao Ming was so frightened that he almost didn't spray out the tea.

So expensive?

That's right. This is the Xie family's medicinal tea. It's made of various medicinal materials. It's very precious. Even the Xie family can't get much in a year. Singing and laughing.

Forget it. We'd better keep this kind of good tea by ourselves. You can give it away later with your Dahongpao.

It's a big red bubble. Sing loudly and say, one word is missing, big red bubble 51 Jin, if you are kind enough to give it away, I have no problem.

Gao Ming smiled bitterly. Why are you so stingy?

No way. The leader of Xingchen sect is the chairman of a group. Can't I be more careful? Singing and sighing.

Gao Ming waved his hand, asked Gao Ge for a cigarette, lit it and puffed.

Tell me the truth, when are you going to get married?

The speed of singing brain can't keep up.

The main reason is that the jumping of this topic is too fast, leaving him unprepared.

In fact, I know what you think. Marriage is not troublesome. Our family is not short of money now, but you don't know who to marry? Gao Ming said with a smile. His eyes looking at Gao Ge are full of confidence, as if he were singing that he knows his son better than his father.

No, both. I'm going to marry both. Sing and whisper.

The clever eyes became complicated again.

Why can't I see through this boy?

It's really thoughtful!

In fact, it's also very good. At least, your mother must think it's very good